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.


Celestialuna - Thanks for the lovely comment I’m glad you’re enjoying the story.


CHAPTER TWENTY

Elrond made his way along the dark unlit corridors heading towards the gallery where Reagan’s portrait hung. A frown was marring his features that only eased when Arwen’s daughter blinked her eyes and smiled at him.

“An elf of your age and refinement should not be lurking in shadows grand Ada.” Reagan continued to smile warmly.

“He is leaving” Elrond sighed.

“You are still worried about the three of them” Reagan wrinkled her nose.

“I don’t want to lose Harry but I feel he is slipping through my fingers like water” Elrond clenched his hand.

“You haven’t lost him, Harry gave up a part of himself to become immortal to stay with all of us” Reagan pointed out.

“I do not lack understanding of his situation grand daughter; dealing with the loss of his magic will be hard enough without the trama his bond will be going through with Glorfindel.” Elrond’s concern was obvious.

“This is by his choice, Harry is strong doesn’t the Lady fit the back for the burden?” Reagan urged.

“You are good for me child I will concider your words” with a tired smile Elrond left the room.

It was a beautiful morning and Celeborn was looking forward to fruitful day ahead. When Snape was dragged in front of him by two of his guards, the man looked fit to burst.

“A trespasser my lord” one of the elves announced.

With a wave of his hand Celeborn sent the guards back to their duties “You have a good reason to be on our territory?” he asked the headmaster.

Snape ignored the question and stormed “You can’t just annex the forest.”

“I think you’ll find I can” Celeborn said plainly “your pupils aren’t even allowed in this forest anyway.”

“This wood is part of Hogwarts grounds” Snape battled on.

“Not anymore” Celeborn stated boldly.

“We’ll see about that” Snape left the forest clearing in high indignation.

“Possession is nine tenths of the law” Celeborn’s words floated after him.

The room was a hive of activity as they packed ready for there return to the world of magic and men. All was calm in the bond, with all three of them making a conscious effort to keep the peace.

“Leave it here Harry” Legolas requested with simple compassion.

“Do you think I’m pathetic hanging onto my wand like a comfort blanket?” Harry accused lightly.

“No it’s not that” Legolas attempted to sooth his mate.

“Yes it is that, you’ve got to face the fact that your magic is gone and that you’re practically an elf now.” Harry went rigid at Glorfindel’s words.

Legolas moved to hold Harry but he was pushed away “Did that make you feel good” Harry aimed at Glorfindel.

A little shame faced Glorfindel replied “No, but that doesn’t mean I’m not right.”

“Come here” Harry waited until Glorfindel was in front of him “add this to your collection” he held out his wand to the elf.

On automatic Glorfindel took the slim piece of wood from Harry’s out stretched hand. The youth then walked past him and out of the room.

“You don’t hate us and you should” Legolas told him “ever wondered why?” He then followed Harry from the room.

“All the time” Glorfindel muttered to himself.

He went over to his back pack and removed a roll of material from it; he laid it on the bed. Glorfindel took a deep breath and unrolled it carefully within it lay the wand that belonged to Lucius and by its side was Draco’s broken wand.

Gently he placed Harry’s wand beside them, rolled up the cloth again and returned it to his back pack.

They disturbed the peace of the caves with their infernal singing and general day to day living. He peered at them from the shadows and dark corners, listening to their conversations. His anguish deepening when he heard about the boy, he wished he had chains so that he could rattle them and wail.

Thule ran into the lake cave clutching a small wooden boat “Who are you?” He asked without fear.

“I was once called Luc, I am now a shadow of my former self” the bitter humour was lost on the child.

“I’m Thule” he grinned “I’ve never met a ghost before” his eyes were bright with curiosity.

“It’ll be our little secret” Luc smiled playfully at the child.

“Yes you can be my special friend” said Thule.

“That I will” Luc agreed.

“What’s that” Thule alluded to the knife still visible between Luc’s ribs.

“I was murdered in this cave and that is the proof” the ghost managed a look of pained dejection.

“Oh” Thule gasped.

“One day I might tell you who by” promised Luc “now show me how well your boat floats.”

Thule knelt down by the lake and placed the small boat on the water giving it a gentle push. Both elfling and spectre watched it float away.

“It’s a fine vessel did you make it?” Luc praised.

Thule nodded and smiled bashfully, short moments later the boat came to a stop and Thule frowned.

“There’s a pity and alas I have no way to help you” Luc commented sadly.

“I will get Ada he will help” the child responded eagerly.

“Your father will be busy and you are of an age not to need such help” Luc retorted quickly stopping the child “the water is not deep take off your boots and retrieve it yourself.”

When Thule didn’t move Luc sighed “Unless you are afraid of a little water.”

The boy glared at the ghost “I’m not afraid of anything” he pulled his boots off and rolled up his leggings.

Luc controlled the urge to smirk as Thule entered the water slowly making his way to the boat “See I’m doing it” the child boasted.

One more step and he would be able to scoop the boat up and be on his way back to dry land. Only the ground fell away beneath his feet and Thule cried out as he sank deeper into the water. Luc watched as the child drowned right before his very eyes, it was over remarkably quickly.

The body lay face down in the water a short distance from it bobbed the little wooden boat. Luc laughed in sarcastic glee there was a malicious glint in his eyes as he disappeared through the cave wall.

Erestor walked into the library on seeing he wasn’t alone he commented dryly “We don’t often see you in here, in fact I didn’t think you could read.”

Glorfindel made a rude gesture but grinned good naturedly at the other elf “Old friend you are such a sharp wit be careful one day you might cut yourself.”

“Are the rumours true then have you got yourself mixed up in a multi bond?” Erestor picked up a book.

“All true” Glorfindel didn’t elaborate.

“You always were greedy” Erestor put the book back down again.

“I thought if I bonded to anyone at all it would be you” Glorfindel’s words held plain truth.

“If I wake one morning with a hang over and the three of you next to me in bed. I will take great pleasure in killing you” Erestor promised darkly.

Glorfindel chuckled “I would never do that to you” his eyes twinkled with a devilish light.

“Are you happy?” Erestor asked.

“Not yet but I will be” Glorfindel replied in all seriousness.

“That is an answer I suppose” Erestor commented softly.

“We are going back to Harry’s world today and Lady only knows when we will be returning” Glorfindel revealed.

“I’m flattered you’ve singled me out for a private farewell” Erestor smiled.

“I’ve known you since forever” Glorfindel gathered his thoughts “can you make someone love you?”

It was that moment Erestor realized all the other rumours must be true as well “To bond implies the love is already there, do you love them?”

“I really don’t know, sometimes” Glorfindel’s words trailed away then picked up again “Harry implied he didn’t need my love and Legolas has been so frustrated and angry.”

“Need doesn’t dismiss want, frustration and anger can mask many emotions especially fear” Erestor paused then added “our worth is not measured by how much we are loved but by how much we love.”

“How come every time I seek council from you I always end up with even more to think about” Glorfindel smiled.

“That’s easy to answer I’m very clever whereas you are not. Now out of my library I have work to do!” Erestor frowned humorously.

“I’m going” Glorfindel moved towards the door “Erestor advice to the lovelorn I’ll pass the word on.”

Hours went by before Thule’s Ada found him, his screams echoing through the whole cave system. Singing was replaced swiftly by mourning and weeping. Galadriel went into seclusion with her ladies in waiting; the death of the elfling had breached her walls.

Grief, shame and horror engulfed her, reminiscent of her emotions when she lost her only child in an orc attack so many long years ago. It was left to Celeborn to deal with the parents and mourn with their people, she was in no state to help and Celeborn protected her best he could as always.

Later that night in their bed chamber she turned lifeless eyes to her husband and asked “What have I done?”

“Something dreadful and now you realize it” Celeborn held her gaze.

“Draco and now Thule, Harry should have killed me” she meant every word.

“No, think of our people, think of me” Celeborn urged.

“You would be free my love” there was old knowledge in her tone.

The slap was hard and quick “You will not give up, do you hear me?”

“Do you love me?” Galadriel whispered.

“You are my life” Celeborn said clearly.

“The same old answer even now” Galadriel said sadly.

“I will never let you down and you will never be alone” Celeborn promised taking his wife in his arms.

Galadriel didn’t cry quietly her sobs were harsh and painful to hear.