Dumbledore lent against the pillar overlooking a sea of people. Suddenly, an inumberable amount of people bowed, for the second time that afternoon. Instead of bowing at their new king, it was four Hobbits that were being regaled by the enormous crowd. The hobbits looked on with wonder, as the new king of Gondor remained bowed.
Dumbledore chuckled as he watched the scene unfold, feeling light-hearted and at ease now that the evil power of Mordor had been vanquished and the two worlds he spent his life between could remained almost untouched. He watched Frodo walking slowly behind his friends towards Galdalf, the light in his eyes not yet returned as it had with Sam, Pippin and Merry.
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As he watched Elrond guide Bilbo onto the last ship, Frodo was hesitant. Gandalf said his farewells and the other Hobbits began to cry.
As Frodo watched Gandalf walk to ward the ship, Dumbledore caught his eye.
“You know you cannot stay here. Middle Earth no longer holds the magic you seek.’
Gandalf smiled from the ship as he watched his old friend place a hand on the Hobbit’s shoulder.
Frodo exhaled.
“No. It doesn’t anymore.”
“I have a place for you at Hogwarts.”
“Hogwarts?”
“A place full of magic.”
Frodo looked up into Dumbledore’s steady gaze for a long time. After a long look at Sam and a brief nod to Elrond and Galdalf, he took hold of Gandalf’s forearm and closed his eyes. With the sound of a pop and the feeling of being sucked through a very small opening Frodo apparated away from his home. He felt his bare feet fall on rubble and broken glass. Before him was a castle greater in size than he had ever seen. It was however, also crumbling before him.
Walking out of the castle was a young man of similar age, with round glasses and dark hair. He looked dishevelled, with some of the castle rubble in his hair and blood on his face.
“Harry my boy, I have someone for you to meet. You have both sacrificed a great deal for the safety of the people around you, as well as strangers. Be that as it may, such heroism comes with a price and sometimes that prices is loneliness.”
Dumbledore stood between the two and clasped his hands.
“We have much to do to in order to fix this world of ours and it is because of young men like you we have the option to do so.”
Dumbledore conjured a wand form thin air and passed it to Frodo.
“Frodo, I want you to have this, and create your own magic from now on.”
“But however will I know how to use it?”
“I believe I can help you there.”
Frodo looked at Harry, wondering how on earth such green eyes could exist. There was a scar peeking out from the fringe strewn across his forehead, Frodo wondered what could have made such a shape.
Well, he wondered, if this is what life away from Middle Earth was about, he was quite excited about all of the magic he might find.