The Twins of Mirkwood
Original Author: Etidorpha
Re written author: me :)
Warnings: Spoilers, AU, crossover with LoTR
Disclaimer: Hell no.
Beta: Etidorpha
This story is adopted, and updates may be slow, I am hashing ideas with the original author who has said she would beta for me. Thanks Etidopha!
(Previously)
"Harry Potter was not the biological child of the Potters. James Potter was infertile. When the baby was abandoned at the Potter's doorstep, they adopted him, and not knowing his birth name, gave him one of their own. Harry Potter never existed, and therefore the prophecy never existed. Like ninety percent of the other orbs sitting in the department of mysteries, it will never come to pass because it was missing one of the two key elements. A possibility was all it ever was."
"How do I know that this information is genuine?" Snape asked suspiciously. "This could easily be a tool planted to confuse the Order. After all, you just admitted to me that you ordered Potter's hit." Elian sighed and shifted back to his Harry Potter glamour.
"This proof enough for you?" he asked bitingly.
Chapter 2
Severus Snape didn't know what to think as he stared in the eyes of Harry Potter who looked back with a cold look in his green eyes. His brain spun trying to put two and two together, and somehow he kept getting five. "You can believe me or not, truthfully I don't care. Honestly your mistrust is as bad as Moody, if not worse." Elian said with a smirk on his lips. With a wave of his hand Harry Potter disappeared once again.
"So let me get this straight, you are Harry Potter, but Harry Potter does not exist so you really are not Harry potter and are Elian instead?" Severus asked his voice full of mistrust and suspicion.
"In a nutshell, yes." Elian said, his face blank.
"Prove it; prove to me you are the Potter brat." Severus said with narrowed eyes as he looked the elf over.
"After the incident with the second task you threatened me with a truth serum. Granger, Weasley and I knocked you out when you refused to listen to Sirius's side of the story. You said I should be thanking you on bended knee. Or perhaps I should tell you about our Occlumacy lessons?" Elian said with a bored tone as he studied his nails.
"Elian, you have five minuets until the gates open." Draco broke in with a sigh and Elian turned to look at his cousin.
"I will be back, Draco. Regardless of what happens you are my cousin; I will not leave you to your father's mercy nor will I allow you to be condemned to live under a mad man." Elian said softly and Draco gave a sharp nod.
"Don't get yourself killed Elian." Was the soft response as the blond stood and pulled his cousin into an embrace.
Elian smiled before turned to Severus. "Draco is your godson so I don't have to tell you to watch out for him. My uncle is not a nice man, nor should you trust him. Draco, protect yourself as well as you can." Elian said softly as he took a step away.
"So you're just going to leave? You're going to allow your little friends to mourn you as you run like a coward?" Severus snarled and Harry's face darkened.
"Run away? You are truly stupid if that is what you think. I have spent years trying to save a world that refuses to help save itself. To save a people who have lost faith in the Valar, a people whom would condemn a child one moment and claim him a savior in the next. Do not think that I am choosing the easy way out of your war. I am going to a war far more dangerous than yours, to help my father and brother whom I have spent years away from to save your people. I have been called home to fight and I have answered the summons. Yes there are people who will mourn Harry Potter, but there is none whom will mourn Harry. They mourn because their hero is dead, not because a student and friend is dead. They mourn a fictional person." Elian practically spat the words out, a look of disgust on his face as he looked into Severus's onyx eyes.
"Tell me Severus, if it was between your home and family or people who knew nothing about you and had turned on you before, who would you choose?" He asked softly, before turning to Draco. "Good by dear cousin, may the light guide you until we meet again."
"I shall await your return cousin, and prepare an army worthy of the twins of Mirkwood to lead." Draco said with a stiff bow.
Elian nodded with a soft smile before closing his eyes and in a flash of blinding white light Elian was gone from the world of men.
Chapter 3
When Elian opened his blue eyes he was faced with an identical image of himself. "Legolas, brother." Elian said with a wide smile. He was gathered in a pair of strong arms and smiled as he nuzzled his older twin fondly.
"Ada would like to meet with you brother; preferably before we leave to Rivendale." Legolas said softly, his voice barely above a whisper and Elian nodded in understanding.
"Then let's not keep him waiting." Elian said and smirked before taking off at a run. "Race ya brother!" He shouted and soon the lovely halls of Mirkwood were filled with the laughter of the two young princes as they raced to the throne room.
Elian was the first to arrive; a bright smile curved his lips as he gracefully bowed before the king. "Elian, it has been too long since last I have gazed upon your face my son." The Elvin lord said with a smile.
"Ada, I have answered your call to return, although I do so with a heavy heart." Elian said smoothly. "When our journey here ends I will ask leave once more to return to Earthillia to destroy the shadow that looms and bring back our cousin and Aunt Cissy." Elian said politely, and the king could not stop the fond smile from lighting his face. It was no secret that Elian was fond of Draco and held his mother in high regards.
"When this is over and peace once more graces the halls of Mirkwood I will gladly allow you to depart, as long as you return once the shadows have left Earthillia." The king said with a smile as he opened his arms for his youngest son. "My heart gladdens to see you my son." He whispered softly.
"As does mine, Ada, as does mine." Elian said as his arms tightened around the tall frame of his father.
"As happy as I am to see you let's retire to the study. We have much to discuss." The king said with a smile as he led his twin sons out of the room.
The month after Elian returned was hectic as the twins packed and prepared for the journey out. They enjoyed the woods and the people were happy to see the youngest prince was home and safe, and saddened to know that soon he would be leaving them once again.
Too soon for the elves liking the day of departure was upon them. With soft goodbyes the party of Mirkwood elves set out for Rivendale. "Your heart is pained, little brother." Legolas said softly as he gazed upon his only brother.
"My heart has been in pain for seven centuries Legolas, why should it stop now?" Elian asked softly with a sad smile on his lips.
"You should have stayed here instead of leaving back to Earthillia brother. It may have healed your heart."
"We have had this conversation before Legolas; I have a duty to the Potters who died for me. I must see their killer dead before I can come and live at home." Elian said with a weary sigh.
"Why Elian? Why can you not just stay here, you belong here." Legolas said keeping his voice down so none of the others could hear him.
"I have explained this to you before brother. After father gave me to Lilliana and Rolder we were attacked and before Lilliana breathed her last she placed me on the doorsteps of the Potter home. James and Lilly Potter did not have to take me in, and if they had not they would still be alive. I owe them a debt brother. When Voldemort dies then I shall be free to come and live here, until that day comes I can not. I will help as best as I can with the Dark Lord here, but I must return." Elian said shaking his head as he sped up.
Legolas sighed as he watched his younger twin ride, his head bowed, and his posture stiff. He knew he shouldn't have asked, but Elian was his twin and he desperately missed him.
The ride to Rivendale was subdued and Elian mostly kept to himself. The day he found out about his heritage came flooding back to him.
*FLASH BACK*
An unnatural storm howled outside as Harry sat upon the windowsill overlooking the ground. A single tear slid down his face. His once black hair was blond; his once eerie green eyes were blue. There was nothing that placed him and Harry Potter as one in the same. "Ah, Elian! What a pleasure to see you again my dear boy. Why I haven't seen you since you were born." A voice stated from behind him, making him jump up with a look of fright in his eyes.
"Who are you? What did you call me?" A very confused Harry asked, his mind racing.
"I am Gandalf the Gray, Istari of Adar, and you my dear boy are Elian, the second prince of Mirkwood."
"No, no. I am Harry Potter; you have the wrong boy sir." He said in a rush.
"I don't believe I do little Elian, you have the same look as your brother. Please won't you come with me. Everything will be explained once we arrive in the house of your father." Gandalf said holding out his hand. Harry stood there for a moment, thoughts racing around in his head before he made up his mind. With a look of determination on his young face he grasped the old hand and felt a pull as white light burst around them.
When he opened his eyes he was in a large room, a man stood before him with blond hair and a strong jaw and grey eyes that reminded him of Draco Malfoy. Another boy stood beside the man. The boy resembled his new appearance and nodded sharply as he assessed Harry.
"Welcome Elian to the home of your father, the king of Mirkwood. I believe we have much to discuss." Gandalf said with a friendly smile on his face.
"Perhaps we should begin with where you were and who you were with." The beautiful king said his voice as smooth as the finest wine.
Slowly Harry told them all he knew about his 'parents' and his relatives. For the most part he left out the neglect and abuse. He didn't look the older men in their eyes as he spoke. If he was truly the son of the man before him then why hadn't he wanted him? Why abandon him, unless his relatives were right and he was nothing more than a freak and a burden?
"We did want you." The king said and a look of mortification crossed Harry's face; he hadn't meant to say the last part aloud.
"By the Valar we wanted you. We sent you with two elves to protect you! The Valar had warned us that if you stayed here you would die; we had no choice but to send you away. The only reason I can fathom you not growing up with them is if they were killed. You were supposed to return to us on your tenth birthday, but when you did not show we knew something was amiss, so I called Gandalf for aid. It took him much time to find you Elian." The king said with saddened eyes.
The words should have comforted Harry, but they did not. It meant that the Potters were not his parents; they died for a child that was not theirs. Meaning he was the reason for their deaths. Perhaps if he had not been there they would still be alive, perhaps they would have had children of their own. Those thoughts were too much to bear and so he ran as fast as he could.
Pain was all he felt as hot liquid slipped down his face. "Not Harry! Please not Harry!" The voice of his mum rang through his head.
"Stand aside stupid girl! I only want the boy!" The cold voice of Voldemort rang through his head, a cold and wretched reminder that Lily Potter didn't have to die.
He fell into shaking sobs as darkness took over the sky. His legs and arms felt like weights holding him down. It was also when he first spotted one of the ugliest creatures he had ever seen.
"Fresh meat!" The thing called out in glee and Harry couldn't summon the strength to defend himself. He squeezed his eyes shut and prepared for the biting and bitter end.
Only the end did not come, an arrow shot out of the tree and the creature's eyes went wide as death clamed her spoils.
"Come brother! We must run!" Legolas said leaping from the tree and grabbing Harry's arm, leading him at a run. A sharp pain pierced his leg, and with confused eyes he looked down at the arrow embedded into him before falling into unconsciousness.
When he awoke he was in a soft bed and the worried face of the… of his father loomed over him.
"It is good to see you awake Elian, for a while you had us all scared you wouldn't make it." He said softly and Harry turned his head away. A mumbled apology left his lips.
It was a week before he was allowed out in the infirmary and Legolas often visited him. "Where are all of the other children?" Harry once asked as he looked out the window, confusion marring his face.
"We are the last children born brother. Elves do not have many children due to our immortality. It is why Ada didn't want to give you up." Legolas said with all the knowledge of a thirteen year old.
For many years he lived and trained among the elves, but out of fear he was not allowed to leave Mirkwood and was often left alone as Legolas took to the wilds. He was seven hundred years old when he walked up to his father with a question on his lips.
"I wish to return to Earthillia father, I have a duty there. One that I have sworn to see done."
"I have feared you would want to return my son, I do not like it but I will accept it if you are positive this is what you want."
"It is Ada; I must see the shadows cleansed from Earthillia." Harry stated with a firm nod as he applied the glamour of his thirteen year old self.
"Then close your eyes Elian and I will send you to the moment after you left. Stay safe my friend." Gandalf said with a saddened smile.
"Until we meet again Gandalf the Gray of Adar." Harry said with a fond smile as he handed over a packet for Legolas.
"Give this to my brother when he returns." With a slight nod of his head Harry closed his eyes and in a flash of light he disappeared from Middle Earth.
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