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.


Heidi191976 And Redguardian - Thanks for the comments, Harry is about to get a shock and he’s not going to be very happy about it....


CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

Glorfindel returned to Reagan with the photo album leaving Harry and Legolas alone together. There was a tense silence which Harry choose to ignore instead he sat at the small desk and fiddled with a piece of parchment.

He glance over at Legolas who was standing by the fire “No” he said seeing the way the elf was looking at him.

“Why not?” Legolas demanded child like.

“I’m related to her for a start and just no” Harry’s tone was sharp and uncompromising.

“She will fade she is doing so at this very moment and we can stop it” Legolas returned unhappily.

“Don’t you think I know that but still the answer is no” Harry’s temper was slipping.

“I won’t lose Reagan again” Legolas stubbornly stated.

Harry glared at him from across the room “Would you fuck your niece, aunt, sister or mother I can’t do it and it’s cruel of you to ask me to” he walked out of the room slamming the portrait behind him.

With a heavy heart Legolas returned to Reagan’s room and Glorfindel who sat by her.

“You had to try I suppose” Glorfindel stood up “I’ll go and find him” as a parting shot he added “at least he’s still in this world.”

“What have you done” Reagan asked after Glorfindel left.

“I asked Harry to save you” he couldn’t meet her eyes.

“You’re a fool Legolas and all for nothing” her look of pity made him extremely uncomfortable.

“Is it foolish not to want you to die” he asked painfully.

“Your solution would be like having sex with my own son” if Legolas had been in reach she would have slapped him hard “you may have lived many long years but you don’t seem to have grown up in any of them.”

“I promised Aragorn…” she stopped him finishing the sentence.

“You only promised to search for me your love for him doesn’t mean you can play god with my life I’ve had enough of that” her eyes closed and she sank back into unconsciousness.

Gryffindor common room felt safe and comfortable sat in an over stuffed arm chair Harry brought Neville up to date with the reappearance of Reagan and his visit to Riddle Manor.

Neville listened without interrupting a slight frown on his face and when Harry stopped talking said “Harsh what are you going to do?”

“I’ve got things in hand with Riddle Manor but here’s no way I can help Reagan as much as I want to” Harry replied.

Neville nodded his understanding “What about him the other pet” he spoke the word as if it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

“That’s the question at the moment Knave and the other house elves are looking after him” Harry looked guilty “if I take him to hospital there would be to many questions which I don’t want to answer yet but he can’t stay in Riddle Manor indefinitely.”

“There’s got to be something we can do for him” Neville said earnestly.

Harry smiled a little “You and Hermione come to supper in my rooms tonight and between us we’ll work something out.”

“She knows about Riddle Manor” Neville inquired.

“Yes but not about recent developments could you bring her up to date” Neville answered Harry with a brief nod of the head.

The meal went pleasantly enough even if Legolas did resemble a little black storm cloud. The food was tasty and there was plenty of it, once they were finished eating and had a glass of wine to hand the serious conversation began.

“So Harry blood magic” Hermione dabbed her lips with a napkin.

“Yes I know dirty grey magic” Harry replied.

“I didn’t know you were proficient at that art” Hermione continued.

“Another hand was guiding me” Harry protested.

“How can you be sure it’s not his” she said meaningfully.

“Voldemort is dead” Harry’s tone was exasperated.

“Maybe not all of his magic died with him” Hermoine countered.

“I couldn’t sense his signature in it in fact it was clean almost bland it didn’t feel dark at all” Harry sooothed.

“You went to Riddle Manor alone with no back up” Hermione said slowly.

“I visited two rooms in the company of a house elf” Harry reached over to her and took hold of her hand “I can look after myself Herm.”

“That doesn’t make me worry less Harry” she gave him a weak smile.

“Neville brought you up to date with everything including the pet Voldemort so kindly left me” she nodded “I don’t even know his name never mind what to do with him.”

“Couldn’t you just touch his mind like you do with your bondmates?” Neville asked.

“I don’t really feel comfortable doing that after all he has been through already” Harry took a drink of his wine.

“Why don’t you ask Elrond he’s a healer and good with the mind touch stuff” Glorfindel suggested.

“That’s a great idea” Harry smiled.

“There’s no need to sound so surprised” Glorfindel said with good humour.

“What about his magic?” Hermione asked a little worried.

“Elrond doesn’t have any magic” Harry replied puzzled.

“No your guest” she frowned “the pet.”

“I didn’t sense any magic maybe he’s a squib” Harry offered.

“His magic could be blocked or anything a medi witch needs to see him before anyone starts poking around in his head” Hermione said sternly.

“Agreed” Harry said after a moment “but that still leaves what to do with him.”

“He might have a family willing to look after him” Neville didn’t sound hopeful he was thinking about the many victims of the war who were abandoned by there families.

“He might” Harry didn’t sound confident “but if not plans will have to be put in place.”

“A nursing home might be the best place for him” Hermione said quietly “from what I’ve been told he’ll need round the clock care.”

“It sounds so impersonal” Harry said.

“Well until you know whats left of him mentally it seems the only safe choice and if you pay them enough they’ll ask no questions.” Hermione’s voice held a mixture of disapproval and sadness.

Soon after that both Hermione and Neville left to return to
Gryffindor Tower for the night.

Silently Celeborn climbed into bed and turned his back on Galadriel. His temper still hadn’t cooled down and nothing his wife said made him any more likely to see her point of view.

//It’ll all work out for the best my love you’ll see// Galadriel flinched as he blocked the bond violently.

Must I travel this hard road alone she thought a little bitterly to herself. Why couldn’t Celeborn just trust her, she was thinking of him, her family and Valinor not herself not this time at least.

It took along time before Celeborn fell asleep and Galadriel was able to leave there bed. She dressed quickly then standing in the door way she cast a long tender look at her husband.

“I will never regret loving you but I do regret what my love has done to you” she said softly.

The door to Reagan’s bedroom swung open and Galadriel walked in Harry looked up startled “What are you doing here” he demanded.

“You really should change the password for your portrait” she said ignoring his question and continued into the room only stopping when she reached Reagan’s side.

Galadriel looked down lovingly at her “Child there was no way I could save your mother or grandmother but with the Valar’s mercy I will help you.”

Reagan stirred but didn’t come to “What are you up to” Harry demanded.

Static electricity made his skin tingle as a storm built up around Galadriel, her eyes wild and manner manic she reached out to touch Reagan with two fingers on her temple.

“Into your hands sweet Lady” she begged as Reagan’s body jerked beneath her touch.

“Leave her the hell alone” Harry screamed at last trying to reach the pair.

A clap of thunder knocked him out briefly, dazed he crawled towards the bed, all was quiet all was still Galadriel was slumped over Reagan’s unmoving form. Harry screamed and screamed before slumping down next to them.

“You crazy bitch” he gasped out.

On her last breath Galadriel reminded him “Remember your promise.”

The room was suddenly full and Harry felt himself sink into blackness with grateful joy. It didn’t last long as strong hands shook him back to wakefulness and on opening his eyes he recognised Legolas was holding him tight.

“A sly bitch right to the very end” he muttered into handy ear.

“Don’t Harry she’s dead surely that’s enough” Legolas begged quietly.

“Fuck it” Harry realized he had to get to Celeborn and quickly.

//Celeborn needs us// Harry sent agitatedly.

//His people will look after him you need to calm down Harry// Legolas glanced over to Glorfindel who was wrapping Galadriel in a clean bed sheet.

//Get Madam Pomfrey she can check Reagan over while we are gone// Harry pulled himself free of Legolas //go.//

Unwillingly Legolas went to get the healer and Harry stumbled over to the bed and sat on its edge he watched as Reagan breathed in and out.

//How did she do it?// Harry asked Glorfindel.

//Sometimes the Valar listen and act, it would appear this is one of those times// Glorfindel came over to Harry //What makes Celeborn so different from Reagan?//

//He’s not only I made a promise, I don’t even like him// Harry stood up as Legolas entered the room Madam Pomfrey a few steps behind him.