Professor Legolas

PROFESSOR LEGOLAS

BY JOXIE


Title : Professor Legolas

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Legolas/Harry Potter

Rating : NC17 AU

Authors Notes : HP/LOTR Crossover //thought speak//

Summary : Harry comes into his Veela inheritance and discovers a whole new world.

Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.

Disclaimer : I do not own Lord Of The Rings or Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these writings.


CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

He was not with them when they woke to birdsong and daybreak. Gently Legolas probed the link relieved to find it strong and all three of them there.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” Harry said with feeling.

The very blood in his veins was sluggish, odd and strange his whole body felt heavy and lacklustre. Did all muggles feel like this he wondered hoping it was just a passing phase.

“Your scar is gone” Legolas ran a finger over the now unblemished temple.

“As is every bit of magic I feel…” Harry realized he didn’t have the words to discribe his mixed emotions.

He reached for Legolas “Hold me.”

“Always my love” Legolas held on for dear life.

Glorfindel let the hot soapy water sooth his battered body and soul. His state of mind and wild emotions hurt like a physical pain. The link to both Harry and Legolas an ever present reminder of what had happened. He would have never believed Legolas could do or even condone rape in any form.

Rape bonds tarred both victim and perpetrator with the same unsavoury brush. Glorfindel felt his shame was written clearly on every inch of his skin. He wanted to disappear from Valinor but even that was no longer under his control.

Leaving the bath he towelled himself dry and dressed. Then with a lack of enthusiam he went to the dining room, which wasn’t empty as he hoped it would be. Gandalf and Thranduil sat enjoying a vast breakfast of fruit, cheese and crackers.

“How do you fair Glorfindel” Thranduil asked.

“Badly” was the blunt reply.

“And Harry?” Gandalf sipped from his cup.

Glorfindel briefly concentrated on the bond link “Not in enough pain.”

“They did save you” Thranduil pointed out.

“Have you ever been raped” Glorfindel didn’t wait for a reply “when you have I will listen to your council.”

“Does that go for me as well” Gandalf’s tone was light.

“Yes” He bit into an apple.

“The Lord and his Lady love you Glorfindel” Gandalf said softly.

“They have a funny way of showing it” was the bitter reply he got in return.

“Never the less they do” Gandalf spoke a little firmer “do not reject the gift they have given you.”

“Gift” the word exploded from Glorfindel’s mouth.

“Life” Gandalf stated calmly.

A small army of elves prepared the caves for Galadriel and Celeborn. She maybe banished but she would be comfortable and Legolas wasn’t getting his four-poster bed back either.

“It might not be so bad here” Celeborn said lightly.

Lady love him Galadriel adored Celeborn but even she couldn’t deny he wasn’t the brightest spark from the flint. Fighting or fucking he was fine but otherwise words failed her.

Celeborn silently shook his head, Galadriel was his life but sometimes he was tempted to put her over his knee and give her the spanking she deserved.

“Maybe tonight” she murmured as she walked by him.

Yes they were well suited he had to admit “Tonight my Lady pale flesh will bloom without the aid of sunlight.”

He left the caves with sure steps the activity of moving the heart of their court to this desperate and sicking forest give him hope for the future. He made his way over to Rumil who was overseeing the delivery and storage of the library.

“We could do some good here, this forest needs healing” Celeborn placed a hand on the trunk of a near by tree.

“This is indeed a dark and grim wood my Lord” Rumil agreed.

“Organise patrols and hunting parties if this is to be home for us then we must began to settle in and quickly.” Celeborn ordered.

“I will see that it is done my Lord” Rumil left Celeborn to his thoughts.

A large number of elves had followed Galadriel into exile, for now all would be housed in the large network of caves. But hopefully one day they would take to the trees again and live as they were meant to.

Celeborn hoped this would be a new beginning for them all especially Galadriel who he felt needed a wake up call. Getting back to basics could be just the thing she needed to make her realize how great her crime had really been and not to take it so lightly.

He placed the amulet against his lips stepping through the curtain as it appeared. The palace court yard was largely empty which suited Celeborn, he had returned to Thranduil’s home with only one aim in mind. He began his searched at the stables then went on to the kennels after which he entered the kitchens but still had no luck.

It was in the weapon storage situated in the basement that he found Glorfindel staring into nothing. While fingering the tip of an arrow he held casually.

“Your argument is not with me and a few moments of your time is all I ask” Celeborn’s voice seem loud in vast basement of the palace.

Glorfindel didn’t reply his hard eyes just watched the other elf who refused to be humbled or embarrassed.

“I know what you are going through” Celeborn was not deterred.

“Believe me you don’t” Glorfindel said tiredly.

“Veela do not take a consort without good reason they have no need to. I believe you began to fade, I believe you were raped and bonded in an attempt to save you.”

The arrow snapped in two “Am I to have no privacy in this matter already Elrond, Thranduil and Gandalf know of my shame.”

“I was just over seventy years old and promised to another when Galadriel matured. She almost killed Lilibet in her fear and rage” knowing he had Glorfindel’s attention Celeborn went on “I wanted nothing to do with her but she stalked me, seeing no way out my family handed me over to her. In those days no one believed a woman even a Veela could be capable of rape. Afterwards for sometime I couldn’t stand Galadriel’s touch but we were bonded and she only had to wait me out.”

“Have you come to love her” Glorfindel’s interest was all too apparent.

“I am at peace with my fate, she is my life” Celeborn replied.

“Serves me right for asking” Glorfindel snorted.

“A journey begins with one step neither yours or mine have been smooth or conventional but we will endure because it is what we do” Celeborn wanted to reach out to Glorfindel “if you want to talk or just need the companionship of someone who understands you know where to find me.”

Just as Celeborn turned to leave Glorfindel asked “What happened to Lilibet?”

Celeborn’s lips twisted “She faded” and he was gone.

Early that evening Thranduil caught Glorfindel wandering deep in the wood he laid a hand on his shoulder ignoring the responding flinch.

“Take your troubles to the Lady” he adviced softly.

“She will not listen I am unclean” Glorfindel mumbled.

“She listens to all who come to her in need” Thranduil said strongly.

“I am not worthy death does not even want me” Glorfindel lowered his head.

“There are two who want you desperately” Glorfindel pulled away from Thranduil.

“No, you will listen” Thranduil clutched Glorfindel’s wrist “my son and his mate need you and no matter what you are bonded with them.”

“Legolas knew Harry even knew my views on life never at any price. I thought better of your son” Glorfindel tried to pull his wrist free.

“Actually so did I but what’s done is done, it was a selfish rash act but he didn’t want to lose a friend and has lost you anyway” Thranduil’s tone was flat.

“I miss him” Glorfindel reluctantly admited.

“And he you and I will tell you this avoiding your bond mates will not help you in the long run” Thranduil released Glorfindel’s wrist.

“You had a visiter today did his words help you at all?” Thranduil asked.

“He gave me something to think about, it is good to know I am not alone even if he sleeps with the enemy” Glorfindel’s tone was neutral.

“Well at least he got you thinking, speak to the Lady and let the starlight lead you home” Thranduil left Glorfindel to his thoughts.

Playing hide and seek had never been a favourute game of his and Harry’s temper was beginning to fray. While he didn’t expect love or gratitude, neither did he expect this game of catch me if you can. Combined with condemning looks from Elrond and the strain of losing his magic, his mood was not good.

Harry headed off into the forest in search of Glorfindel following the pull on their bond. To his surprise it didn’t take long to find his quarry who was sitting on a tree branch.

Harry peered up at him then shouted “Get your arse down here we have to talk whether you like it or not.”

“I like it not, people have been talking at me all day” Glorfindel yelled back.

Harry’s temper gained control “You were dying you twat is that clear enough for you, Legolas was desperate and I have no regrets in helping him save you. What do you want to hear that my Veela enjoyed it? He did, he wanted you and still does.”

Glorfindel dropped to the ground “You bastard” he went for Harry with a power fueled rage.

Moments later Elrond and Thranduil ran into the clearing, they had heard the two arguing while they were watching the beautiful night sky. In the darkness they saw that Harry was already on the forest floor with Glorfindel kicking him repeatedly in the stomach and screaming “Fight back you bastard.”

Thranduil grabbed Glorfindel and dragged him away from the now unconscious Veela “He wouldn’t fight back” Glorfindel whispered brokenly as tears ran freely down his face.

“Did you really expect him too?” Thranduil reproved him briskly.

Elrond examined Harry frowning all the while “Lets get him back to the healing rooms; there will be time for talk later.”

“Your first thoughts?” Thranduil asked.

“He’ll be pissing blood for a while and that maybe the least of his troubles.” Elrond gathered Harry into his arms and they made there way back to the palace.

They were greeted by a very dishevelled looking Legolas who was obviously in pain. His first action was to back hand Glorfindel “You don’t attack a bond mate” he hissed then turned and followed Elrond who was still carrying Harry.

“What the hell have you just done then?” Glorfindel demanded.

“That was a love tap” Thranduill answered for Legolas “be thankful you are not yet as sensitive to the bond as my son is, you gave Harry one hell of a pasting.”