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.


Well here we are the last chapter and I’d like to thank everyone who made it this far! Several times I didn’t think I’d get this story finished as the muse lifted her skirts and fled. But I’m happy to say it’s finished now and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

CHAPTER FORTY ONE

“You did the right thing” Hermione told Harry handing him a glass of pumpkin juice.

“It doesn’t feel like it” Harry sipped from the glass grimacing “so the shrinking spell?”

“I’ve found a suitable spell the problem is finding a sympathetic feather light spell to combine with it” she smiled “I’ll get there eventually.”

Harry had faith that she would “I’ve contracted Fletchitt And Bobbitt to change Malfoy Manor into a nursing home. Neville’s finished the gardens now so hopefully the pet can be moved from Riddle Manor within the next few weeks.”

“Have you been back to Riddle Manor?” Hermione asked.

“No but I get regular up dates from Knave on how the pet is doing he seems to think his life depends on it” Harry smiled.

“Are you going to set them free” Hermione still didn’t like the idea of any kind of slavery but had come to terms with the fact that most house elves just didn’t want freedom.

“I’m not that cruel they’ll be put to work in the nursing home” Harry told her.

Celeborn lay beside Reagan he smiled down at her in wonder. She was sleeping by his side her long hair spread out against the crisp white sheets. He was in love maybe for the first time ever in his long life and he wanted to savour it.

There would be children they would be fruitful, she would have a family that would never reject her they were going to be happy and he had both Galadriel and Harry to thank for that. One day he might even manage to say the words to Harry maybe after the birth of there first child.

Celeborn leant down and gently kissed Reagan’s lips she sleepily murmured cuddling up to him “Love you” his heart sang at the two small words.

Neville looked both nervous and excited as he waited for Harry’s reaction to his work on the gardens of Malfoy Manor.

“There magnificent the Whomping Willows are a wonder and the Bandy Snaps are a work of art” Harry hugged Neville “they’ll be the best protected war veterans in the magical world.”

“What about you’re other properties” Neville muffled.

Harry let go of him “I’m selling the London apartment and the cottage in the Lake District. Hogwarts and Hogsmeade don’t really need this sort of protection and neither does The Daily Prophet.”

“So where will you be living if not here” Neville gestured.

“I can’t stay at Hogwarts forever I was thinking about buying myself an island” Harry shrugged “but it seems a bit extravagant to me.”

“Do it Harry” Neville smiled “you deserve somewhere of very own.”

“It would need a forest” Harry mumbled.

“Gringotts will be able to help you they have a property agency” Neville told him.

“I’ll look into it” Harry promised “I have something for you.”

He held out his hand to Neville, in it was a small wooden box “Take it I can think of no other person who deserves it more.”

Neville took the box off Harry and opened the lid cautiously, it contained moist brown earth and one solitary seed “I can’t Harry…” He stuttered.

“But your going to and I know you’ll appreciate it more than I ever could” Harry smiled “I want you to have it.”

“Thank you” Neville touched the Mallorn seed reverently “I’ll look after it” he promised.

“If you must go to that place we are coming with you” Legolas frowned “You’ve got to stop treating us as if we’re unable to defend ourselves.”

“You can come but you’ll be bored all I want to see is the portrait gallery” Harry huffed.

“Why?” Glorfindel asked even though he thought he knew the answer already.

“Did you know that wasn’t one single portrait of Draco in the whole of Malfoy Manor” Harry asked quietly.

“And you really think there might be one in Riddle Manor?” Glorfindel didn’t look convinced.

“Maybe I don’t know but I’d like to be sure” Harry replied.

“Well if we’re going let’s get it over with” Legolas demanded his tone sharp.

“Knave” Harry called out coolly.

In the blink of an eye Knave was standing before them “Master Harry Potter sir you are wanting Knave?”

“Does Riddle Manor have a portrait gallery” Harry asked without ceremony.

“Long Gallery all portraits be hanging there kept clean, very tidy Harry Potter sir” Knave was trembling.

Harry clicked his fingers and his staff appeared “Better safe than sorry, take the three of us to the Long Gallery.”

The next moment they were standing in large long narrow room. At one end burnt a fire but apart from that the only light was provided by candles.

“Lumos Maxima” Harry said softly and they began there seach.

Angry eyes following them as words whispered and swirled around the room. Blood traitor and muggle lover were the least offensive jibes thrown at them.

“Be silent” a familiar voice sent shivers down Harry’s spone “this is no way to treat guests.”

Harry found Voldemort’s portrait and approach him “Hello Tom” he eyed his foe with cold interest.

“Harry Potter my heir welcome to your kingdom” Voldemort’s tone was brittle and his eyes red.

“Still the same mad bitch Tom” Harry tutted.

“You’ve brought your whores” there was a pause “how nice” Voldemort’s gaze fell on Legolas “to marr such perfect beauty you must…”

“Hold your tongue” Harry snapped.

“You will make a worthy successor you can’t escape destiny” Voldemort spat the words at Harry “there is only one path in front you.”

“Even in this form you are dangerous many would still blindly follow you” Harry’s tone was hard and unyielding.

He struck the floor with his staff, pointed the tip at the portrait and in a loud calm voice said “Inflamarae.”

Voldemort’s screams rose as the flames engulfed him, in a handful of seconds the portrait was burnt to ashes.

There wasn’t even a portrait of Lucius at Riddle Manor never mind Draco. Harry didn’t know why he was so surprised after all why would Voldemort have kept reminders of those who had betrayed him.

Back at Hogwarts he brooded until Hermione burst into his rooms “I’ve found it!”

He jumped but smiled she at least was diverting him from his sullen thoughts. He enjoyed her eureka moment immensely and waited for her to explain herself.

“It’s a very old obscure spell maybe even the origin of all the feather light spells to date. It doesn’t have a name and consists of only three words and can easily be combined with shrinking spell I want to use.” She finished almost out of breath.

“I guess we’ll be needing the Room Of Requirement to practice this wonderful spell of yours” Harry smiled.

“Yes you’ll need to master it with your wand first before you even try to work it with your staff” Hermione confirmed.

Griphook looked over his desk at Harry Potter “How can Gringotts be of service to you Mr Potter” He asked not showing any surprise that this time there were no bondmates present.

“I would like Gringotts to find me an island off the coast of Britain that is both cloaked and unplottable and for sale. It must have a forest and lake and good accommodation if possible a manor or mansion.”

“It might take sometime but I’m sure we can help you Mr Potter, do you have any objections to islands that are already populated?” Griphook asked as he began making notes.

“No just as long as it doesn’t run into hundreds of people a small community is fine” Harry told him with a smile.

The wheels set in motion Harry left Gringotts and went to do some shopping.

“You don’t like me” Reagan stated.

“I don’t know you” Hermione returned.

“You should be a diplomat” the words didn’t sound like a compliment.

“Leave Harry alone you’ve done enough damage and you have Celeborn now let that be enough for you” Hermione bit out.

“I am not your enemy” Reagan said plainly.

“Your not my friend either and never will be” Hermione made clear.

“Your loyalty to Harry is commendable” Reagan looked almost sad.

“What do you want?” Hermione asked suspiciously.

“Tell Harry that Celeborn and I and all the elves of the Forbidden Forest are returning to Valinor we will be gone by the end of this week.” With that she turned from Hermoine and walked away.

Harry and Hermione stood side by side behind them Legolas and Glorfindel waited watchfully. Riddle Manor looked like something out of a horror movie, large and menacing against the night sky. Its house elves were now at Malfoy Manor along with the remaining pet.

Harry clutched his staff “I’m ready” he took a step forward and rised the staff “My will be done” it hit the earth and his voice boomed “Scrence, Forclingee, Bannuc” Riddle Manor and it contents shrank at an alarming rate “Heflg, Gewae, leoht.” He held his hand out and what appeared to be a black snow flake landed on it, his fingers slowly closed over it.

Riddle Manor was gone all that remained was the open earth where it had once stood but nature would soon take care of that.

He turned to Hermione and smiled “Hogwarts.”

Back at Hogwarts he lay down on his bed and placed the black snow flaked on his right earlobe. Hermione pointed her wand at it and with a few quiet words it became part of Harry’s flesh and skin.

“It looks more like a black freckle than a earring” she commented breaking the silence.

Her gaze slipped over Legolas and Glorfindel and landed on Harry again “Will you be here in the morning?”

Harry shook his head “I’ve bought myself an island” he smiled at the thought of his very first home of choice “if Legolas and Glorfindel like it it’ll be our home from now on.”

“Well I’ll love and leave you keep in touch Harry” Hermione kissed his cheek then nodded goodnight to the elves and left.

“An island?” Glorfindel cocked an eyebrow.

“Tinus its well protected and its weather is controlled by a potent magic spell” Harry unfastened his shirt “it has a forest with waterfalls and a manor house small enough to be cosy but big enough for friends to stay awhile and visit.”

Harry folded his shirt “If you both like it we can move in straight away.”

Tinus was beautiful from its sandy beaches to its lush green forest and its waterfalls. True it had no lake but nowhere was perfect though Harry thought Tinus must be pretty close to it.

There was a small community of people already living on the island. Comprising of four families whose magical inheritence had been vastly diluted over the generations. Each family only had one or two who were born with the gift but it didn’t seem to bother them isolated as they were.

The manor house was more like a large hunting lodge but it was comfortable. Plus it suited Harry’s idea of what a home should be and needed only two house elves to run it.

Glorfindel and Legolas took one look at there new home and grinned. Reliefed Harry smiled back at them he felt everything was sloting into place for once. They had there bolthole now a place of safety.

Legolas turned on his heel taking in the beauty of Tinus “This forest is exquisite and old the trees bid us welcome” he murmured.

They settled into life on the island with surprising ease though Harry still spent a good part of his time in magical London. He was drawn into the political side of life though favouring no party and always going with his conscience. Life was good and whatever the future had in store for them Harry knew they would cope as long as they had each other.

THE END