Hermione stood hostage with a Death Eaters wand to her throat watching helplessly as her friend stood with what they were after, what they all are after. Harry stood holding the orb tight in his grasp as he saw his friends in the tight hold of the Death Eaters.

"Hand it over, Potter" Lucius Malfoy ordered as he stretched out his hand

Harry looked down at the orb once more shaking his head soon after handing it over, as it was passed on a white flash was shown behind Lucius turning to find a unfortunate suprise for the Death Eater.

"Get away from my godson" Sirius growled striking him in the face

The Order came swooping in knocking over Death Eaters one by one only missing Bellatrix Lestrange, the exchange of spells flying through the air. Ron meet up with Harry on the circular platform Hermione trying her best to keep out of rage of any stray spells, seeing her chance she ran to meet her friends.

"Not so fast!" Bellatrix shouted in crackle of laughter

Bellatrix began to throw a storm of spells the young witch defended herself the best she could being pushed back. Being cornered in the large ark that stood center of the room Bellatrix threw one last spell pushing her through the ark.

As an elderly man rode down on a steady paced horse on a path, an old staff that looked like a branch from old tree cradling in his arms as to have better control of his horse. Smoking an pipe puffing out smoke every now and then it was when he spotted a curious sight a young lady face down laying in a small creek her garments soaked. Stepping down from his horse he approached the young one as to get a better look she held tight her hand a small piece of wood.

"What is this now?"

Wiggling it out of her grasp he examined it thoroughly he felt power just by the feel, reminding him of his staff a bit returning his gaze to the young one.

"Well can't leave she might catch a cold" he grumbled

Hermione's head throbbed it didn't help that she felt a swaying motion even beginning to hear the pitter patter of hooves eyes opening she realized she was on a horse. Her head shot up and looking around she saw the animal was going down a dirt path, it was when the person leading the horse caught her eye.

"I see you're awake" an elderly voice said

"Dumbldore" She asked in shock

"Dumbldore? Strong name unfortunately for you I am not him I am Gandalf the grey" he answered

"Sorry, you just remind me of someone I once knew" she apologized

"No need to apologize my dear"

"Sorry, but may I ask where I am?"

"We are just outside the Shire if we continue on this path we'll get there by noon" he answered

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but where is that?"

"It's no trouble and you seem very apologetic, may I ask why before answering your own question?" He asked eyeing the girl curiously

"Well it seems like I'm being a bit of a burden to you since you're the one walking" she confessed

"Young lady I have walked many a mile and still these old bones have carried me far so don't you worry" he chuckled causing her to dorn a small smile

"And as for your question the Shire is far aways west of Middle Earth" he answered

"Middle Earth?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Well...nevermind you wouldn't believe me if I told you" She laught out as if it was an insane tale

"Miss um I'm afraid you haven't told me your name"

"Hermione...Hermione Granger"

"Well Lady Granger I have been around for long time heard every tale, heard of every story that the sky and mountains have to tell I'm sure yours won't" he said with a smile and chuckle

"Well it would seem I am not from around here"

"I can tell just by looking at you"

"Well I'm from a place that is extremely different from yours" she explained

"Tell of where you hail from"

Hermione began to explain and describe her world which contained wizards and witchs using magic from varieties, Gandalf walked by her quietly listening to her tale intently.

"Well Lady Granger I have heard stories like yours, but I will need time to remember" he grumbled coughing on smoke from his pipe

"Are you okay?" She asked concerned

"Yes, don't worry yourself"

The two stopped just outside the Shire entrance Gandalf taking the horse behind a very large shrub.

"Here" he said handing her a grey cloak

"What's this for?" She asked with confusion as she stepped down from the horse

"You stand out more than you should hopefully this could cover you until you have a proper time to change" he answered

Without another word she threw the cloak over her shoulders covering herself. He then continued to guide the horse into the Shire Hermione was taken back by the appearance of the inhabitants, they were short almost childlike height.

"Gandalf, sir who are these people?"

"They are called Hobbits, halflings that take residents in the Shire" he answered

Leaving the horse near the entrance they made way to a small dwelling that overlooked the half the Shire, sitting outside was a Hobbit that sat smoking a pipe similar to Gandalf's puffing out Os of smoke. On passing by Gandalf who turned it into a butterfly poofing in front of the man's face.

"Oh um good morning" he said

"What do you mean good morning?"

"Beg your pardon?"

"Do you mean that it is a good morning, or that you are implying that on this particular day it is a good morning, or you're saying that it should be good morning just because you wish it to be, or it is simply a good morning?" He asked as almost a riddle

"All at once I guess"

"You have no idea who I am do you Bilbo Baggins, it's me Gandalf the grey" he grumbled

"Wait, the same Gandalf that has those fantastic fireworks? I didn't think you were still in business" Bilbo said returning his pipe to his mouth

The old man glared at him sternly as Hermione giggled a bit using her hand to hide her smile and a cough to hide the laughter.

"Oh and who might you be?" Bilbo asked looking past the old wizard to the young lady

"Oh I'm Hermione Granger nice to meet you" She responded with a smile and bow of the head

"Likewise, now may I ask what I can do for you this evening?" he asked

Gandalf eyed the young woman behind giving her a look that said 'let me talk' and which she nodded in response.

"I was hoping to find a Hobbit who craved adventure" he hinted to the young Hobbit

"A-adventure? No, no sorry there are no adventurous Hobbits here, for I am Bilbo Baggins of Baggend now good evening" Bilbo said retreating to his burrow

Gandalf sighed slowly approached the door that lead into the young Hobbit's home he then focused a bit of his magic at the tip of his staff placing an insignia on the bottom of the door. Spotting Bilbo through the curtains he left with Hermione quickly behind him.