Professor Legolas
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-Fourth Age to Modern times and beyond › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
41
Views:
9,440
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Lord Of The Rings or Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these writings.
CHAPTER EIGHT
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.
Pittwitch and Drac thanks for the reviews hope you keep enjoying the story!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Only forty eight hours had gone by since there bonding and now his first real test was coming up, meeting the in laws. Harry was nervous as a virgin in a brothel. Only the presence of Legolas by his side kept him calm.
For a Saturday evening The Three Broomsticks was quiet for which he was very thankful, Legolas squeezed his hand and together they entered the room holding both Thranduil and Elrond.
“You sat on me” Harry spluttered staring directly at Thranduil.
“Count yourself lucky boy there are many an elf who would love to have either Elrond or I sit on them” Thranduil grinned wickedly.
Legolas walked over to his father and hugged him while whispering into his ear “Behave.”
“I welcome you to the family Harry” Elrond smiled kindly at the boy.
“Thank you” stuttered Harry.
“Harry this is my father Thranduil and Elrond is his long suffering mate” Legolas smiled trying to ease Harry’s apprehension.
“Pleased to meet you sir.” Harry pulled his shoulders back and looked Thranduil in the eye.
“Call me Thranduil or perhaps you would like to call me father” there was an evil light in Thranduil’s eye “unless you feel that is too incestuous.”
Harry blushed hotly which pleased Thranduil very much.
“Forgive my father he believes being a king gives him much leeway” Legolas said dryly.
“King!” Harry squeaked.
“Only for six thousand years or so” Thranduil smirked.
“You’re a prince” Harry shot at Legolas accusingly.
“It’s just a title and always was” Legolas threw a nasty look his father’s way, Thranduil serenely smiled back at him.
“I’m told you are talented in the playing of pranks and tricks” Thrandiul returned his attention to Harry.
This time it was Harry’s turn to smile and with a swift stroke of his wand he breathed “Titillando.”
Thrandiul collapsed into a comical heap on the floor giggling madly “Call him off” he gasped as yet more giggles escaped his mouth.
Two astounded elves and one nonchalant wizard watched as he literally rolled about on the floor howling with laughter.
It was Legolas who spoke first “You have made your point Harry.”
Harry gave a shrug and a moment later Thranduil lay panting on the floor he cast a look at Legolas “Veela or not I would keep this one.”
Thranduil scrambled to his feet and held out his hand to Harry who without reservation took it “Welcome to the family, Harry Thranduilian has a nice ring to it don’t you think?”
“Harry Potter Thranduilian” Harry corrected.
“As you wish, your still family” Thranduil looked thoughtful “since the bonding is complete on all levels now. There is only the window dressing to contend with, ceremony and celebration” he grinned widely.
“Curtain up light the lights we have nothing to hit but the heights” Legolas sang under his breath.
“You my son have spent to much time in this mortal world” Thranduil criticized.
“Muggle” interjected Harry.
“Don’t you think everything is coming up roses” Legolas tossed his head “anyway you recognized the reference.”
“It’s a king’s duty to know everything he possibly can” Thranduil replied haughtily.
The next day Harry and Legolas went to Gringotts Bank a curious Griphook took them to the Potter Family Vault. The Potter vault was maybe not as large as some but it was packed with money and other sundry items. They spent most of the morning searching through it, a number of things had been selected but they were still busy.
Harry lifted the portrait from its crate, she opened her eyes and blinked at him “I’m Harry who are you?” He asked pleasantly but she only closed here eyes and turned away from him.
He examined the picture frame there was nothing on it to identify the lady. So he leant her against the wall and went on unpacking the crate. Sometime later Legolas came over to him and casually looked at some of the items he had put aside, he stopped dead. Harry saw he was holding the portrait.
“Reagan” the word slipped from his lips and Harry was by his side.
“It has been along time since anyone has spoken my name” Reagan directed at Harry.
“Reagan” she continued to ignore Legolas.
“You have my fathers eyes, other than that you are all my Jacob” she turned to Legolas “pull your face straight even I can only hold a grudge so long” Reagan concentrated on Legolas for a moment then said “take me home.”
“We will I promise” Harry nodded in agreement.
He conjured up a small gold plaque with her name on it and fixed it to the picture frame. Harry followed by Legolas then went back to the crate where he found her; an envelope lay at the very bottom of it. With shaking fingers he broke the seal on it and tipped the contents into the palm of his hand.
“The Evening Star” Legolas muttered under his breath “I thought she gave it to Frodo.”
“Evening Star?” Questioned Harry.
“It belonged to Arwen, it’s infused with her grace and has the power to heal and protect those who wear it” Legolas took the beautiful necklace out of Harry’s hand.
He placed the piece of jewellery around Harry’s neck, making sure to hide it from view. The jewel warmed against Harry’s skin and felt as if it belonged there.
“Wear it at all times Harry it was left here for a reason and that reason can only be you” Legolas kissed him gently on the lips.
Before leaving Gringotts they arranged for everything they had chosen to be delivered that day to Harry’s rooms at Hogwarts.
Monday morning it was business as usual Legolas was teaching his first class of the day much to Snape’s relief and Harry had a free study period. He was walking by the lake; tonight they would be taking Reagan home. It would be his first visit to Valinor he felt nervous, excited and a little afraid of what he might find there.
Harry skimmed a stone across the lakes surface when he looked up he was not alone “What are you doing here” he asked tensing a little.
“I’ve come to make peace” he was told “Legolas will be unhappy if we don’t at least try to get along.”
Harry could see the sense in this even if he didn’t like it “Right but don’t take liberties with him or me.”
“Agreed” A gloved hand offered a small paper bag “sweet?”
Harry thought it strange but never the less peered into the bag of red and black sweets “Thank you” he picked out a red one and collapsed.
Much to the surprise of his class Legolas slumped to the floor, his eyes glazed and wide open. The class of first years panicked as he lay there seemingly dead. Hearing the commotion Draco stormed into the class bringing order in his wake, one glance at Legolas and he shuddered.
“Pike get the headmaster” he ordered.
“Head boy” sniggered Tory Bottomly.
“10 points from Gryffindor” snapped Draco while swiftly checking Legolas over.
Relief flooding him when he found a pulse “What happened?”
“That’s what I would like to know” Snape was not amused at being summoned so abruptly.
“He collapsed sir” Tory babbled.
“I can see that idiot, 10 points from Gryffindor” Snape growled “Nero?” He aimed that at a small Slytherin boy.
“He just fell mid sentence, nothing odd or out of place happened sir” Nero replied quickly.
“10 points to Slytherin” Snape was feeling better.
He leant down and scooped Legolas into his arms “class dismissed, Draco ask Poppy to come to the Professors rooms” then as an after thought “and find Potter.”
Poppy arrived carrying a medical bag and wearing a look of concern on her face. Looking at Legolas on the bed she sniffed, ran a finger down his cheek and then put the tip of it to her mouth and grimiced. She reached for her bag and removed a small bottle from it, shook a small capsule from it and broke it under his nose.
Legolas didn’t move or even twitch, though his lips took on a copperish hue “I must ask you to leave the room” Poppy said brooking no opposition.
“Why?” Snape demanded.
“Dreamstone sickness, I must find the stone” Poppy locked eyes with Snape.
“Oh” Snape actually began to blush.
“Yes, oh” Poppy raised an eyebrow.
“I will be waiting in the living room” Snape left in a swirl of robes.
Poppy stripped Legolas down to the bare flesh and made a finger tip search of his body. Touching him in places that had he been conscious would have mortified him to the core. She found no stone and yet he slept on. Arranging him neatly in the bed she joined the headmaster in the living room.
“Well?” Snape barked.
“If there is a stone on his body I can’t find it” Poppy admited quietly.
“Idiot, moron” Snape bit out “its Potter he strikes again, he’s tainting Legolas through there bond.”
Poppy frowned “Harry must be found or we could lose them both.”
“Tell me something I don’t know” snarled Snape.
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.
Pittwitch and Drac thanks for the reviews hope you keep enjoying the story!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Only forty eight hours had gone by since there bonding and now his first real test was coming up, meeting the in laws. Harry was nervous as a virgin in a brothel. Only the presence of Legolas by his side kept him calm.
For a Saturday evening The Three Broomsticks was quiet for which he was very thankful, Legolas squeezed his hand and together they entered the room holding both Thranduil and Elrond.
“You sat on me” Harry spluttered staring directly at Thranduil.
“Count yourself lucky boy there are many an elf who would love to have either Elrond or I sit on them” Thranduil grinned wickedly.
Legolas walked over to his father and hugged him while whispering into his ear “Behave.”
“I welcome you to the family Harry” Elrond smiled kindly at the boy.
“Thank you” stuttered Harry.
“Harry this is my father Thranduil and Elrond is his long suffering mate” Legolas smiled trying to ease Harry’s apprehension.
“Pleased to meet you sir.” Harry pulled his shoulders back and looked Thranduil in the eye.
“Call me Thranduil or perhaps you would like to call me father” there was an evil light in Thranduil’s eye “unless you feel that is too incestuous.”
Harry blushed hotly which pleased Thranduil very much.
“Forgive my father he believes being a king gives him much leeway” Legolas said dryly.
“King!” Harry squeaked.
“Only for six thousand years or so” Thranduil smirked.
“You’re a prince” Harry shot at Legolas accusingly.
“It’s just a title and always was” Legolas threw a nasty look his father’s way, Thranduil serenely smiled back at him.
“I’m told you are talented in the playing of pranks and tricks” Thrandiul returned his attention to Harry.
This time it was Harry’s turn to smile and with a swift stroke of his wand he breathed “Titillando.”
Thrandiul collapsed into a comical heap on the floor giggling madly “Call him off” he gasped as yet more giggles escaped his mouth.
Two astounded elves and one nonchalant wizard watched as he literally rolled about on the floor howling with laughter.
It was Legolas who spoke first “You have made your point Harry.”
Harry gave a shrug and a moment later Thranduil lay panting on the floor he cast a look at Legolas “Veela or not I would keep this one.”
Thranduil scrambled to his feet and held out his hand to Harry who without reservation took it “Welcome to the family, Harry Thranduilian has a nice ring to it don’t you think?”
“Harry Potter Thranduilian” Harry corrected.
“As you wish, your still family” Thranduil looked thoughtful “since the bonding is complete on all levels now. There is only the window dressing to contend with, ceremony and celebration” he grinned widely.
“Curtain up light the lights we have nothing to hit but the heights” Legolas sang under his breath.
“You my son have spent to much time in this mortal world” Thranduil criticized.
“Muggle” interjected Harry.
“Don’t you think everything is coming up roses” Legolas tossed his head “anyway you recognized the reference.”
“It’s a king’s duty to know everything he possibly can” Thranduil replied haughtily.
The next day Harry and Legolas went to Gringotts Bank a curious Griphook took them to the Potter Family Vault. The Potter vault was maybe not as large as some but it was packed with money and other sundry items. They spent most of the morning searching through it, a number of things had been selected but they were still busy.
Harry lifted the portrait from its crate, she opened her eyes and blinked at him “I’m Harry who are you?” He asked pleasantly but she only closed here eyes and turned away from him.
He examined the picture frame there was nothing on it to identify the lady. So he leant her against the wall and went on unpacking the crate. Sometime later Legolas came over to him and casually looked at some of the items he had put aside, he stopped dead. Harry saw he was holding the portrait.
“Reagan” the word slipped from his lips and Harry was by his side.
“It has been along time since anyone has spoken my name” Reagan directed at Harry.
“Reagan” she continued to ignore Legolas.
“You have my fathers eyes, other than that you are all my Jacob” she turned to Legolas “pull your face straight even I can only hold a grudge so long” Reagan concentrated on Legolas for a moment then said “take me home.”
“We will I promise” Harry nodded in agreement.
He conjured up a small gold plaque with her name on it and fixed it to the picture frame. Harry followed by Legolas then went back to the crate where he found her; an envelope lay at the very bottom of it. With shaking fingers he broke the seal on it and tipped the contents into the palm of his hand.
“The Evening Star” Legolas muttered under his breath “I thought she gave it to Frodo.”
“Evening Star?” Questioned Harry.
“It belonged to Arwen, it’s infused with her grace and has the power to heal and protect those who wear it” Legolas took the beautiful necklace out of Harry’s hand.
He placed the piece of jewellery around Harry’s neck, making sure to hide it from view. The jewel warmed against Harry’s skin and felt as if it belonged there.
“Wear it at all times Harry it was left here for a reason and that reason can only be you” Legolas kissed him gently on the lips.
Before leaving Gringotts they arranged for everything they had chosen to be delivered that day to Harry’s rooms at Hogwarts.
Monday morning it was business as usual Legolas was teaching his first class of the day much to Snape’s relief and Harry had a free study period. He was walking by the lake; tonight they would be taking Reagan home. It would be his first visit to Valinor he felt nervous, excited and a little afraid of what he might find there.
Harry skimmed a stone across the lakes surface when he looked up he was not alone “What are you doing here” he asked tensing a little.
“I’ve come to make peace” he was told “Legolas will be unhappy if we don’t at least try to get along.”
Harry could see the sense in this even if he didn’t like it “Right but don’t take liberties with him or me.”
“Agreed” A gloved hand offered a small paper bag “sweet?”
Harry thought it strange but never the less peered into the bag of red and black sweets “Thank you” he picked out a red one and collapsed.
Much to the surprise of his class Legolas slumped to the floor, his eyes glazed and wide open. The class of first years panicked as he lay there seemingly dead. Hearing the commotion Draco stormed into the class bringing order in his wake, one glance at Legolas and he shuddered.
“Pike get the headmaster” he ordered.
“Head boy” sniggered Tory Bottomly.
“10 points from Gryffindor” snapped Draco while swiftly checking Legolas over.
Relief flooding him when he found a pulse “What happened?”
“That’s what I would like to know” Snape was not amused at being summoned so abruptly.
“He collapsed sir” Tory babbled.
“I can see that idiot, 10 points from Gryffindor” Snape growled “Nero?” He aimed that at a small Slytherin boy.
“He just fell mid sentence, nothing odd or out of place happened sir” Nero replied quickly.
“10 points to Slytherin” Snape was feeling better.
He leant down and scooped Legolas into his arms “class dismissed, Draco ask Poppy to come to the Professors rooms” then as an after thought “and find Potter.”
Poppy arrived carrying a medical bag and wearing a look of concern on her face. Looking at Legolas on the bed she sniffed, ran a finger down his cheek and then put the tip of it to her mouth and grimiced. She reached for her bag and removed a small bottle from it, shook a small capsule from it and broke it under his nose.
Legolas didn’t move or even twitch, though his lips took on a copperish hue “I must ask you to leave the room” Poppy said brooking no opposition.
“Why?” Snape demanded.
“Dreamstone sickness, I must find the stone” Poppy locked eyes with Snape.
“Oh” Snape actually began to blush.
“Yes, oh” Poppy raised an eyebrow.
“I will be waiting in the living room” Snape left in a swirl of robes.
Poppy stripped Legolas down to the bare flesh and made a finger tip search of his body. Touching him in places that had he been conscious would have mortified him to the core. She found no stone and yet he slept on. Arranging him neatly in the bed she joined the headmaster in the living room.
“Well?” Snape barked.
“If there is a stone on his body I can’t find it” Poppy admited quietly.
“Idiot, moron” Snape bit out “its Potter he strikes again, he’s tainting Legolas through there bond.”
Poppy frowned “Harry must be found or we could lose them both.”
“Tell me something I don’t know” snarled Snape.