Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the best fantasy series of all time.

Author's Note: Here I am again with another plot-bunny. After reading several fanfictions like so that didn't satisfy me, I decided to write one of my own. It will be far from perfect and the update speed will be slow but I'll try my best to write this as best as I can. Also, this will follow the LOTR's movies rather than the books although I might include one or two things in them from the novels. Well, enough said. Here it is, and I hope you like it.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Investigation

"You said that you felt a sudden burst of odd magic?" Harry Potter asked for probably the hundredth time.

Ever since he had defeated the Dark Lord Voldermort, The-Man-Who-Conquered had been flooded with job opportunities since they all wanted the Chosen One to work for them. Of course, Harry saw right through them and he really didn't need to work for a living since he was the Boy-Who-Lived and could live off that if anything. But he was also pretty rich since he had access to the Potter Vaults now along with the Black Vaults.

He wasn't the king of the world or anything, but he could live quite comfortably without getting a job. So it was that he had sifted through the job offers, only accepting part-time things that caught his fancy or that he felt genuinely needed his help. It was strange not having a shadow of doom hanging over him like it had throughout his school year and Harry felt almost bored.

But every now and then the unnatural Death Eater surface, or some odd job that no one could carry out fell on his shoulders and that was fine with him. That was why he was in the Department of Mysteries with his best friend Hermione Granger. It had been a long time since they had been together on any task for that matter, simply because she had been dating Ronald Weasley and been teaching Muggle Studies at Hogwarts.

However, Ron had finally gotten accepted on his favourite Quidditch team. Being a part of the Golden Trio, he had been able to use this to advantage and had finally made a name for himself. Needless to say, he had become quite popular amongst Quidditch fans somehow and had less and less time for Hermione. He had taken to signing autographs and going to medal award ceremonies which Hermione didn't fancy very much.

They had begun to argue more and more, spending less and less time with Harry. Normally he wouldn't mind so much but now he felt a little sad as he hadn't gotten back together with Ginny Weasley. He had meant to but had been procrastinating for some reason or another more and more frequently. He also stopped seeing her out of fear of her reaction and her brothers.

Ron was still upset that he broke up with her which was why they hadn't seen each other after some time due to an argument. Finally, Ron and Hermione broke up with Ron claiming that they weren't compatible enough. Hermione didn't mind so much anymore since she had begun to see that Ron was too caught up in his fame and popularity to care about what she wanted.

Harry did not know what to think about this when she told him the news. At first, he thought it would be the end of the Golden Trio. This would be extra hard since he had no real friends other than them as everyone else only saw him as the Chosen One and the Man-Who-Conquered. Not wanting to lose Hermione's friendship, he quickly offered her to accompany him on his latest job. To his pleasant surprise and relief, she agreed quickly and now they were walking the Department of Mysteries with one of the Unspeakables.

"Yes, sir," The Unspeakable replied. "It spread over the entire Ministry of Magic and I could have sworn it did over the entire Wizarding World, in Britain at least. Devices we use here in the Ministry to track legal and illegal uses of magic went wild and some even broke. A few creatures we keep here went crazy as well. This blast of magic is unprecedented in all of history."

"But then surely you would need someone of a higher expertise?" Hermione asked in confusion.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I mean. I'm no Dumledore and barely passed my NEWTS."

"Nonsense!" The Unspeakable said, although a trifle flustered. "You are the only one we trust with this since there are still a few renegade Death Eaters left and only Merlin knows what they would do to gain revenge for the death of their Dark Lord."

"I'm sure he does," Harry muttered sarcastically.

Hermione smirked at his comment, making him stifle a grin.

"Well, here we are," The Unspeakable said.

As soon as the trio stopped in front of the high-arched doorway, Harry got a very bad feeling. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt as if something was abnormal – for lack of a better term – beyond those doors. His breathing quickened and he actually took a step back.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Hermione asked, glancing up at him with evident concern in her brown eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Harry lied.

But in actuality he wasn't for his instincts were telling him to get the hell away from this place while his adventurous self was screaming at him to go forward.

"Let's just go, shall we?" He asked thickly.

Hermione nodded, worry still etched on her face. Harry felt better though, knowing that Hermione still cared for him even if no one did.

"Right this way then," The Unspeakable said.

Chanting some a number of odd spells, he pulled out a small and delicate-looking key which he swiped against the lock like a security card in an office building. Of course, Harry thought this odd since he didn't unlock it normally but security cards seemed much more practical he reasoned. Whatever the case, the doors swung open with a creaky groan.

Harry gasped and Hermione's grip tightened on his arm, her eyes flying wide open. They were at the Space Chamber. While none of them had ever seen it before, and few others had, rumour had it that it was an actual stimulation – as real as it could get – of outer space. All the planets were faintly visible as well as the Milky Way and, of course, the Sun. While they stepped forward cautiously in what looked like the universe, Harry felt an oddly pleasant feeling like he was floating in the air.

Curious, he turned his gaze to the Unspeakable who was looking at another direction in the peculiar room .

"Why are we here?" He asked. "I thought you'd take us to the tracking device room."

"We did too," The Unspeakable said, referencing to the other Ministry officials. "But when each room was checked only this chamber in the Department of Mysteries seemed to be at fault."

"How?" Hermione demanded.

Despite their very strange surroundings, Harry was unable to suppress a grin when she said that for he saw that she had already taken out a tattered notebook and pen. No duh, she would be jotting down notes. That was so like Hermione. They should probably stop by the Hogwarts Library next!

"That is our only explanation," The Unspeakable said flatly.

Noticing a look of fear in his eyes, Harry turned to where a crooked finger was pointed off into the distance and gapped in surprise. He stared in awe and wonder at what appeared to be a gigantic funnel or tunnel of some sort. He had a hard time describing it, but it was a peculiar yet entrancing mixture of red and white.

The colours were alive and vibrant, swirling around constantly like a horizontal whirlpool with a gapping blackness at the other end. Whatever the thing was went very narrow and thin at the end of it before branching off into a seemingly identical whirlpool going in the opposite direction. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before, and the strangest thing about it was that he felt a tug of powerful magic emanating from it.

"What in Merlin's balls is that thing?" Harry managed, tearing his eyes away from the phenomenon.

For once Hermione didn't care to reprimand him about language, since she was scribbling down notes like rapid fire on her notepad. Harry began to wonder how long it would be until her pencil snapped. But his attention was drawn back to reality by the Unspeakable who answered his question as if it was the end of the world.

"That, sir, is a Wormhole," The Unspeakable said.

"What?" Harry asked. "It's in no relation to Wormtail is it?"

"No, silly!" Hermione huffed, finally looking up from her work. "A wormhole is a very rare aspect of nature that is similar to a Black Hole."

"Huh?" Harry asked, scratching his head in confusion.

Hermione gave a long suffering sigh and rolled her eyes.

"A Black Hole is made of antimatter in Outer Space," She explained. "Almost every galaxy has at least one and they are very destructible. I think they are dead stars or something, but I do know that they eat up everything in their path which cannot escape from them. Even light and time get swallowed up by Black Holes."

"Sounds freaky," Harry shuddered, inching away from the wormhole.

"Indeed," The Unspeakable nodded. "However, a wormhole is different and not many people know about that. Wormholes are said to connect one universe to another for a short period of time. Normally, they are very small and can't be seen by the human eye. But Muggle scientists theorise that wormholes, if enlarged properly, can be used to transport spaceships to the alternate universe."

"I fail to see how this is a problem," Harry admitted, now thoroughly confused.

"Yes," Hermione agreed. "If these are so rare than surely this is a good thing, something that can be used for the betterment of mankind, right?"

"And that leads to our predicament," The Unspeakable replied. "You see all this?"

When he gestured all about them, Harry and Hermione nodded.

"This Space Chamber is simply a stimulation of Outer Space," The Unspeakable said. "It is not real even though magic makes you feel as if you are floating through it. Not even wizards can survive in Outer Space due to the lack of oxygen so none of this would be possible."

Hermione's eyes narrowed in concentration and then widened as she joined the dots quickly.

"You mean..." She interjected.

"Yes," The Unspeakable agreed, nodding in approval. "This wormhole appeared out of nowhere at the same time as the blast of magic occurred."

"What?" Harry asked. "I thought you said this was just a stimulation."

"I did," The Unspeakable replied. "That's the problem. This wormhole shouldn't have been here. It should not exist and yet it did."

"So?" Harry prompted, feeling more and more nervous by the second.

To make matters worse he was feeling an odd tug in his gut like he was being pulled towards something.

"Did you feel that?" The Unspeakable asked sharply, a look of panic flaring in his eyes.

"Yeah," Harry gulped, feeling the tug in his gut grow all the strong.

It felt similar to when they would Apparatate.

"Harry, I have a bad feeling about this," Hermione whispered, struggling against the invisible force.

"Let's get out of here!" Harry agreed.

But it was too late. Frantic, the Unspeakable had let out a string of spells and curses with his wand at the wormhole in hopes of shutting it down or disabling the Space Chamber. Nothing worked and the wormhole only grew larger with a strange wiring noise as if insane.

"Harry, run!" Hermione cried, pushing him aside as the wormhole drew near them.

"I'm not leaving without you!" Harry shot back.

No sooner had he said those words then there was a brilliant flash of white light followed shortly by a terrific bang. Harry's was flung backwards, barely able to catch Hermione as he did so. His whole body felt like it was on fire and his back ached, but he held onto Hermione for dear life and she did the same. The two young people watched in horror as the wormhole sped towards them at an alarming speed, growing larger and larger every second. Finally it swallowed them up in a flurry of flashing lights and darkness.

I hope Hermione's okay, Was the last thing Harry thought before everything went black.

To Be Continued...

A/N: In case this was slightly confusing for some people, basically Harry and Hermione got swallowed up by a giant wormhole. Sadly, I am not so knowledgeable in these matters so things might have been slightly confusing. Still, the wormhole – as you have probably guessed – transported them to Middle-Earth.

I hope it was slightly more inventive as opposed to collapsing on the sidewalk or getting sucked into the LOTR's book. And before anyone asks, there will be no slash or weird pairings. This is a HarryXHermione story with canon pairings for the LOTR's. Things will be different in this fanfic, but I'll try not to make it too far-fetched. And as always ~

~ Stay tuned for more!