Disclaimer :

I do not own Harry Potter or Lord of The Rings.

Summary:

After the death of his loved ones, Harry searched for a spell that would bring him peace, but the spell he found only brought the opposite. Sending him to a different world where there was another war which he never wanted to be part of.

Note:

This chapter goes back and forth alot from Harry to Frodo. Just to let you know incase some get confused...

Also, the song lyric is from the Book, Lord Of the Ring.

HAPPY NEW YEARS!

Chap05.

He was alone. All alone in an endless of black and white. Every step he took or turned the colors changed with him. There was no pattern or solidness. It changed disorderly and ran wild like ink in water, but keeping its own color from mixing into each other. Simply put, it was eye hurting.

"Harry." a voice ringed cheerfully. Harry looked for the owner of the voice, but all he could see was the chaotic black and white. He walked toward where he thought he heard the voice ignoring the colors and the slight headaches he was now starting to have thinking it was due to it.

"Her dress is so pretty." The female voice said full of admiration. Harry turned to his left where he heard her voice, but there was no one. He knew who she was he just couldn't quit remember it. Harry kept on walking forwards determined to find her and as he went his headache increased.

"Aren't they so cute together like that?" She said clearly like it was right beside him. Frustrated in pain and the surroundings, he decided to call out her name, the name he long locked away deep in his mind where all his painful and precious memories were. The memories he wished to forget and keep safe forever. However, not a sound came out of him.

"Harry, are you listening?"

Harry felt a tug on his arm making him turn to find Ginny's face staring at him. Harry froze. He couldn't think or move away. A person he cared and thought dead… no, saw her dead, was now sitting on a chair like form made from the chaotic black and white in front of him and staring at him in question.

"…" Harry tried calling her name again, but only his mouth moved and no sound came out. So he reached for her, but stopped when he saw Ginny becoming pale... like the dead.

"Harry?" Ginny smiled her face full of curiousness. Harry started to breathe faster remembering. Remembering not to remember. Then Ginny started to bleed from her head, pale face still smiling and everything started to spin for him. Harry clutched his head in pain. It was like his locked memories were being leaked out somehow being freed and scattered in his mind.

"Harry." came an amused and silky voice. Harry looked up startled, but no one was there even Ginny was gone. In panic he franticly looked around for Ginny then he saw her lying on the ground with someone else he also knew beside her some distance away. He got to his feet and started to run toward them at the same time hearing another familiar voice crying his name.

However, Harry didn't look back to see who called him he just had to get to them. Had to see them. Had to… had to… then suddenly a complete gray circle appeared beneath him with a single jade string swaying in front of him. Harry stopped and stared at it. For some reason it made him calm. Harry touched the jade string and it started to rap around his fingers and up his arms, eventually rapping all around him. The jade strings became thicker and using Harry as its main branch, it started to spread out all over the chaotic colors. As the jade roots spread Harry felt his headache subsiding making him numb and sleepy.

Frodo was confused and curious at the same time, but not scared of the new surrounding he was in. 'Where am I?' he asked himself looking around the colorful decorated field from where he currently was sitting. He saw men and women all dressed in different types of robes and clothes. Most wore robes with yellow color or red, green and blue each with different symbol of an animal embedded on their left chest. "They wear the most curious clothes I have ever seen." He mused and wondered why it reminded him of Gandalf.

"Harry."a female voice said cheerfully. Frodo turned his head to his left surprised at the name Harry. A flaming red haired female with freckles was sitting beside him. Her bright brown eyes looking up at him.

"Ya?"Frodo heard him say, but finding it wasn't his voice. 'What is going on?' Frodo tried tolook around again, but couldn't this time nor move any of the body he thought it was his.

"Do you think one day I'll have a wedding like this too?" she asked her eyes sparkling.

"Don't worry Ginny, I'm sure you'll have one too. If not better knowing you." Frodo heard the owner's body, whose name was Harry, chuckle. Music started to play from a small group of band up ahead on the side from where a man with a funny hat and clothing stood. From the middle passageway a young looking man in fascinating black and red walked up the aisle. Soon after fallowed by a beautiful young woman dressed in a beautiful white dress with a hint of blue.

"Her dress is so pretty." The teen called Ginny said her voice full of admiration.

As Frodo watched the bride and groom stood hand in hand, listening to the silly hat man, he suddenly felt Harry turn his head away from them looking towards the woods.

"Aren't they so cute together like that?" Ginny said in envy.

"I never thought those two would get married like this. I mean did you?" she asked.

Frodo or Harry was too busy gazing at the forest to reply it seemed. 'What am I to see?' Frodo asked as he narrowed at the seemingly empty forest. "What is this Harry seeing?" Then he saw an area of a tree shift just slightly.

"I never thought." Said a new voice, but Frodo couldn't see who it was for his sight was fixed on that same spot more intensely until he felt a tug on his supposedly left arm.

"Harry, are you listening?" Ginny was staring at him in question and Frodo was able to get a glimpse of the owner of the new voice before his sight was fixed back at the woods again. A blond haired male was sitting beside her maybe a little chubby too.

To Frodo's surprise he saw a silver skeleton like mask in a black cape in the woods. He felt Harry's' body tense as the masked person raised a hand holding a thin stick and others that looked like it appeared beside.

"Harry?"

Frodo felt Harry rise to his feet quickly and grabbing a stick from his robe pocket turning to Ginny who was smiling in curiosity, before he shouted.

"Deatheaters!"

People started to scream and the masked people rushed in from the forest their sticks pointed at the crowd. The last thing Frodo saw was a white figure smiling at him with black teeth and green lights flying everywhere.

"…Fever has…" said a soft voice.

"…Nightmare…" Said another voice quietly. 'Am I in a different place again? Frodo thought. He felt tried and couldn't properly catch all the words that were being exchanged. For some reason this place made him feel heavy and his body ached unlike the place before where he felt, well normal except he was in another person.

"Don't worry… alright…. " Said a familiar voice and Frodo herd the voice sing a song softly though he dazed off and on missing parts of the song.

"Upon the hearth…~

beneath…there is a bed.~

…weary are our feet.~

…round the corner…~

a sudden tree…~

…none have seen, but we…~"

When Frodo opened his eyes he was staring at a creepy forest. "Now where in middle earth am I?" he asked himself but before he can even start pondering he heard an amused and silky voice from behind him.

"Harry."

Frodo turned startled meeting a hideous man.... or if that person was even a man. His skin was pale and scale like skin could be seen here and there on his face, and had no hair or nose except two nostrils. He looked like a human reptile.

"My dear little Harry… how you have grown." He said smiling, though his eyes told different. Normally Frodo would have tensed at those murderous ruby eyes , but inside he kept on feeling anger and hatred towards the reptile man. "What's going on? Am I... am I inside this Harry person again?"

"It's a shame that I will have to kill you today. I would have preferred to play with you more." the man said pointing a stick at him er… at Harry.

"Oh, don't worry, Voldy. I'll play with you, but can you handle me?" Frodo herd Harry say sarcastically pointing a stick as well. "These sticks again… " Frodo thought. The two circled each other their sticks still up like a duel and it was Harry who made the first move.

"Expelliarmus!" he yelled striating his raised arm as the stick suddenly shot out bright red light. The reptile man quickly made a circle with his stick in front of him that didn't seem to do anything until the red light suddenly hit something a bit away in front of the man and splashed off a white light as it disappeared. The man waved his stick towards Harry as it also shot out a red light. When the red light came within Harry's arm reach, he took his wand and as soon as the light met the stick, Harry swiftly swung it drawing an eight and flew it off again to the owner encountering it who made a same circle motion making the red light disappear.

They exchanged lights while Frodo was awe struck. What's with these sticks? They aren't staffs like what Gandalf carries or looks magical at all. Besides that, could this person be the Harry he knew? He remembered their first encounter with Harry. And he heard that exact same word just before the dark rider flew off before he and Sam could get killed when Harry popped up. Frodo wanted to know. If only he could see the face

"I see some one has been practicing." the man teased flicking the red light away.

"But do you know this?" he said as he shot a light and dashed forward. Harry taken off guard at the sudden move, without thinking he dodged the light and was tackled down by the man. Harry struggled to get the man off him, but the man grabbed his stick arm twisting it making Harry flip over to his stomach in pain loosening his grip of the stick as well.

"A little something I picked up while I was living in the muggle world." the reptile man said as he took Harry's stick. His other hand still holding the twisted arm.

"I thought… you hated anything that had to do with… muggle." Harry grunted as he tried to lessen the pain in his arm and get away from the mad mans hold.

"I do." the man said emotionless as he snapped Harry's arm. Frodo screamed with Harry as he too felt pain of the broken arm.

"But you know I had to somehow defend myself from that person so called father and other filthy muggles. Since magic was prohibited in the muggle world." the man said in disgust and anger getting off of Harry.

"I wasn't about to lose my magic just because of them, but I wasn't going to let any trash get the better of me." He smirked as he watched Harry cradle his broken arm.

"Hmmmm… now that I think of it." he tapped his and Harry's stick to his scaly lips smiling.

"There still are people you care about isn't there? Now, what was her name again?" he said pretending to remember her name.

"Don't you lay your slimy finger on her!" Harry yelled in anger lifting his head to glare.

"The red head girl, Ginny. Yes. Perhaps I should go and say hello? or even your good friend, Neville" the retile man grinned wide showing his uneven yellow teeth.

"They're not my friends." Though Harry said with an unaffected voice, Frodo felt himself rigid and nervous. The man stared then started to laugh.

"It's a little too late trying to fool me. I already know your feelings for them. Just like with your other loved ones. Whom are dead cause of it. because of you." He said pointing his bony finer at Harry.

"Shut up!" Harry yelled.

"You show too much of your emotions Harry. Anyone could know whom you like or dislike." the man snorted.

"I'll bring you back a present before your death, Harry. Just like last time. You had the most priceless face when I brought her and I want to see it again." he said gleefully.

"No… wait."

" Stay here and rest a bit will you?" he said giving Harry an evil smile before turning.

" No! Please!" Harry pleaded as he saw his enemy retreat and when the man was about to go out of his vision Harry screamed in fury.

"Voldemort!" a flash of white power rushed from Harry to the man.

"When did you…?" shocked Voldemort stood as the white enclosed him. Frodo watched in astonish as the white engulfed the man.

"Don't think this is the last time you'll see me! Harry James potter!." He screeched and everything became dark once more.

"…has been sleeping for a while." said the soft voice again. 'I must be back in the other place' Frodo thought dreading the heaviness and pains.

"Let him rest, he needs time and heal…" a new voice said though Frodo knew that voice, but couldn't pin point it in his current clouded mind. Frodo didn't know how long he was there. He managed to move parts of his body, well more of a twitch, but at least he could move them on his own record and he herd the song for a second time..

"…round the corner they may wait~

A new road or a secret gate,~

…pass them by…~

tomorrow we may come thus day~

and take the hidden paths…~

towards… moon… sun…~"

'Uncle…?' Frodo thought last before he was dragged in to darkness once more.

"What happened to Nevile's group?" Frodo awoke at the sound of Harry. 'Here I go again.' he thought. In his view stood a young man muddy and worn out.

"I'm sorry, but our group got separated soon after we divided from your group..." he said.

"What about Ginny?" Harry asked hastily.

"I'm sorry… I haven't…" and turned walking away from him. As he did he passed by a silvery blond who was talking with another person in annoyance. Frodo felt hope and realif washing over him. 'he muast be a good friend of harry's'

"Draco?" Harry called making the blond turn his way.

"Harry…!" he strangled shock on his face.

"Draco, have you seen Ginny or Neville?" Harry asked trotting to the teen named Draco, who sighed as if in reliafe combing his hair with his fingers then froze. Harry frowned at the sudden move, but reached him never the less. Now an anxious looking Draco stood trying to make a sentance.

"…Y…your arms broken! You should go see madam Polly quick. Get treatment. You look terrible than usual, potter." he said giving a quick glance behind him. Harry rasied his brows and fallowed the others glance as he spoke.

"I'm fine, about Gin…ny…" Then stopped when he spotted a familiar red. His view was gone when Draco turned them around the opposite direction.

"Here, I'll help you there. Be grateful and be careful with that blood of yours potter my rob is expensive." said holding on to harry's shoulder leading them towards a catsle.

" Come on before the old madam give me a piece of her temper for not brining you to her right away." Draggong Harry who was still half turned looking at the row of dead people. His gaze never leaving the flock of red hair that was peacking out of a covered blanket.

"…Draco…" he called.

"Look forward will you? Your going to trip on some rock and drag me down with you." The other said though there was no real anoyance in his voice.

"Draco..."

" I don't have all day to look after you! My talent is needed you know!"

"Is… that?" Harry whispered.

"Harry, You're badly injured and exhausted. Please just come with me." Draco said firmly as he stood infront of Harry enough for Frodo to see the other's a pleading grey eyes. However, Harry past him rushing towards the row of dead people ignoring the cry from his blond friend.

When Harry reached the lump of the many others, he pulled the cover of the one with red hair poking out under the blanket. Frodo gasped. There on the ground was Ginny hugging person whom also was hugging her back almost like lovers would do in protection. Then Frodo couldnt breath anymore, his mind became numb feeling himself shatter like glass and sink beneath the darkness.

A/N:Thank you always to my beta readers and my reviewers.