A/N: *runs around the room looking for her Barrage CD* Ah, here we go. Need the right music, I usually listen to music when I write, gets me in the "mood". Anywhoo… this chapter has Legolas in it… I'm rambling aren't I? Stalling too… he he. On with the fic… after, you read my reply to your reviews… if you want. *skips to a different subject* I'm thinking of naming the log… any suggestions? If you don't want to then so be it… I've already got two to choose from.
Tar-Palantir: Oh… good point. *calls for Haldir saying that he can lower his bow* Haldir (angrily): I'm stuck!!! *laughs nervously, and runs away before Haldir gets a chance to "unstuck" himself and kill her* He he… -_-' Here's your chapter. Ahem… *hides behind Tar-Palantir so to avoid Haldir who has now "unstuck" himself and is currently pursuing poor little CocoBeans*
entia6: Hee hee… almost everyone's review started with "A log?!" or something similar. And yes… a log. I'm getting old flashbacks from the show Angry Beavers… ever seen that cartoon? It's weird, but funny. It's about these two beavers brothers… and one's best friend is a log. So that's where I got the idea from. Tee hee.
aurora: *blinks* Whoa… *whispers* Keep your voice… uh… review down… or… umm… Ach! You're too smart for me. HOW did you do that? You practically guessed my whole plot! Not ALL, but most… and even the ones that weren't right on the dot were still pretty close. Though I won't tell you which parts… cause then I'd be spoiling all the fun now won't I? No wait… half of the plot… there's still the part about Legolas. Ha ha! O.o Are you a philosopher?
Pyra: Neato, you actually thought it was funny! Cool! It was a pathetic attempt though, but still I'm glad that some people found it funny.
Evil-Mollusc: Log O' Doom! Oooo, I like the sound of that. *cackles evilly* Ahem… yes… where was I? Good point… the part where Hagrid chops it up and chucks it into the fire… Hmm…
Arayuldaiel: I dunno… how DO you pronounce 'Cho'? I've always thought it as 'Choo' you know, like in 'Choo Choo Train', but I suppose I'm wrong… it's probably pronounced 'Choe' like 'dough'. My friend's last name is Cho… so… yeah. But I like 'Choo' better, don't ask, I'm weird, I know.
Europa: Oh that sucks… I hope you do find out. FFNET is at times really screwed. *looks around cautiously* Erm. *exclaims very loudly* Screwed in a GOOD WAY! A VERY GOOD WAY! AN AMAZINGLY GOOD WAY! Heh… yeah. I think I overdid it.
Chibi-Cola: EVIL LOG! *writes it down* Ahh… soo hard to choose which one to use. Anywhoo… I've built too much suspense haven't I? O well… at least come of those scary ideas'll go away after you've read this chapter… or at least I hope they do. *breathes erratically* The Evil Logs are on the attack!!! Run for it!!! AHHHHHHH!!!
Klose: It is? Really? Lembas is only restricted to women? I didn't know that…
Cheysuli: No, I don't think I did mention that Snape wasn't at Hogwarts. And Gandalf was very bored, so he temporarily replaced Severus. And Ron? *looks at Ron suspiciously, but says nothing* Ummm….Legolas!! YAY! He's in for a treat! MWAHAHAHA!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot! NOTHING I tell you! Please don't sue me… I only have 4 candy-canes, a bag of popcorn and a few Q-tips. *starts to whimper*
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"In Flanders Fields" Line 12:
The torch be yours to hold it high…
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As The Elf maneuvered through the density of the forest he found that it became more and more of a challenge to stay silent as various twigs and crisp autumn leaves lay casually on the forest floor. The odour of smoke grew stronger as he neared the source; it soon came to his mind that a kindled flame was lit and the sound of voices became more and more distinct. No, he would not risk his safety; taking careful precautions Legolas slowly advanced towards the light making sure that he made no noise. Stealthily he hid from tree to tree; there were figures not far ahead. Closer… he was right, this was the source of the smell, he saw the flames of the fire lash violently at the pot seated above it.
Closer… there was a man with messy black hair…
Closer… there was another too…
Closer… snap!… He had been so occupied at examining those seated around the flame that he had not cared to watch his footwork. How could he have been so careless? How did that twig snap at all? After all, he was an Elf. But there was no time to ponder such puzzles and Legolas quickly he drew his two blades and hid within the shadows of the nearest tree, ready for battle…
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He sat, watching the flames dance majestically in the darkness gently licking the bottom of the pot they had set above it. But suddenly, he heard the snap of a twig come from behind. Then looking up, he saw the horrified on the faces of the two Wizards.
'Hide.' He mouthed to them. His movements were swift and within seconds he stood with an arrow drawn to his bow, and readily, he pointed it at his enemy.
Haldir cursed himself for not sensing the presence earlier, such a strong one too. He watched in horror as the figures moved from behind the cluster of trees; four Wraiths had slyly formed a barrier around the edge of the glade, as far as possible from the flame, with their swords drawn at their sides, and the Lord himself was seated upon his monstrosity of a beast; he slowly moved out from where he had hidden, jumped from his stallion and stood face to face with The Elf.
'Elf…' He hissed. 'Lower your weapon.'
Haldir bared his teeth, he was not afraid of them; he would take revenge on them for stabbing Legolas; his fidelity towards the royal line of Mirkwood was extremely strong, and never would it falter. 'I do not take orders from a Wraith.' His bow still raised.
'You shall, soon enough…' The Lord laughed. 'You shall soon be unable to control your own actions.'
Haldir gave him a stern gaze. 'What is it that he speaks of?' He mentally asked. 'Unable to control my actions… impossible! Never!'
'Poor Elf…' The Lord sneered. 'The imperius curse will do you some good. You will then willingly do as we please, even follow us to where the other Elf lay and he shall have to watch as we command you to destroy yourself, and by obeying us, you shall.'
'I always knew that Wraiths were evil, but never did the thought of stupidity cross my mind.' The Elf mocked. But he was not so dull, he knew what the imperius curse was, Lord Elrond was the one to inform him of such a spell. Any, who should fall within its grasp will become victim to the wills of others. But its effects prove ill to Elves, said Lord Elrond, it (the commands) is but a faint whisper in an Elf's mind. A train of ideas entered his head. 'The curse is but an empty threat, but if I do follow them..' he thought. 'they will lead me to where the rest of the Wraiths probably are, where they have Legolas captive . But… how…will I be able to follow them? surely after they realize that the spell had not taken effect, they would kill me…?'
The Nazgúl glared at him. 'Your comment is but an act cowardice, it does not faze me, I can feel your fear…'
A light lit within his head. 'Act… of course!' he gave a mental cheer. 'I shall act as though I am under their control, then when they lead me to Legolas I shall be able to rescue him! Hmm… what about the two wizards…?' A small voice asked. 'They will be fine this is their home, they have magic; they do not need me as their protector. But what will you do when you have found Legolas? You cannot fight the Nazgúl; you will be outnumbered. That… I will decide later. Besides… if I don't act, they will kill me.' His mind was made, he would act as though under the spell and go with the Wraiths to Legolas. That was as far as the plan went, he would figure the rest later.
'You will find that I do not fear you; I loathe you. The difference is apparent, is it not?' Haldir wanted to annoy the Wraith as much as possible; the angrier, the more anxious he would be to cast the spell.
'I tire of you, Elf! You will pay for your incompetence! Imperio!' The Lord barked.
A strange sensation spread throughout Haldir's body, a wave of coldness swept over him, and then a light, feathery feeling, he felt as if his head was suspended in mid-air… but it was all over in a second and soon, Haldir felt normal again.
'Lower your weapon!' He was commanded.
There was somehow a bodiless whisper echoing in his mind. Lower your weapons. It rang.
Haldir lowered his bow.
The Lord smirked and mounted his horse. 'Follow me.' He turned and headed into the forest.
Follow him.
Along with a circle of Wraiths surrounding him, Haldir followed, there was no use in refusing and giving away his cover. It was good that the Wraths had not noticed Sirius and Remus, or if they did, they cared not to capture them as well.
They did not, to Haldir's disappointment, head straight towards the camp, instead they went in the other direction; it seemed that the Lord had other business to attend to…
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They had walked for about an hour now and as they traveled along they drew ever closer to a cave. All who inhabited within the forest feared its entrance, visible that night because it was given away by the moonlight. The night was as still as ever, but at times the hoots from an owl could be heard.
'Stay here.' The Lord told the company and his beast. 'I shall return shortly.'
Obeying his words they did…
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'Who's there?' one of the men called, raised in his and the other man's hands were short little sticks.
They were only men, they could do him no harm with two measly twigs. 'I am Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood.' The Elf stated, stepping into the glade and into view, swords raised. 'Any attempts to do me harm and you shall win a taste of my swordsmanship and a kiss from my blades.' He threatened.
'Legolas? So you're Legolas!' The man with the messy black hair exclaimed. 'Hey Remus! We've found him!'
The other man advanced towards them. 'He's Legolas? Hah! We were suppose to go find you but now you've found us!' He chuckled.
The Elf was thoroughly confused, 'How do you know of me? And why were you searching for me?' he asked in a more polite tone.
'Haldir ('Haldir!') told us about you.' Sirius said simply.
'Where is he now? Why is he not with you?' Legolas inquired.
'Maybe we should sit down.' Remus suggested, putting his hand on The Elf's uninjured shoulder. 'This is a long story.'
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Drip…'Where am I?…'
Drip…'Why's everything so dark?…'
Drip… Clunk!He tried sit up only to find that his hands and feet were bound. 'Who's there?' he called.
Drip… Clunk! Clunk!He wished he had his wand with him.
Clunk! Clunk! Swoosh!
The suddenly burst of light hurt his eyes, he squinted, trying to figure our who was there. 'Who are you?'
Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.
It sounded as if the person had a wooden leg, but he did not reply.
Slowly his surroundings came into view, he was in a dungeon. The dripping sounds came from water that dripped from the ceiling; fungi grew at the edges of the walls; and he could not see very far as the light from the torch could not penetrate the darkness of the whole chamber, yet judging by the echoes he knew that he was lying in a large one. But this was not why he widened his eyes, it was because when he was finally able to see the other person, it was-
'Snape?!' Harry exclaimed in surprise.
'Although I don't currently teach Potions, you must still refer to me as Professor Snape.' He replied, standing high above him holding a torch.
'Wh-wha- why did you do this to me?!' Harry yelled. 'I thought you were on our side! I should have known! I should told Dumbledore! And what happened to your leg?!'
Snape put his hand up to hush him and knelt down next to the young wizard, though his wooden leg made it quite a difficult task. 'My leg isn't important Harry, and I am on your side. There is a spy in the school… they're coming Harry. They're coming to kill you! Once Voldemort has the Elf Legolas within his control, he will have him, his Deatheaters, the Dementors and the Nine on his side and there will almost be nothing we can do to stop him!'
'How can I believe you?' Harry spat. 'How do I know your not lying? If you're really on our side why didn't you tell Dumbledore first?'
Snape opened his mouth to say something when-
Meow.
Snape jumped up and pulled out his wand as he saw Mrs. Norris emerge from the darkness.
Harry's heart leapt! Filch! Mrs. Norris would go get Filch and he'd be saved. But then the he realized that Filch and Snape were good friends, could they be in on this together…?
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A/N: That's where I'm leaving it today! At least it answers the question of "Where's Harry?" "Where are the Wraiths?" "Where's Snape?" and "What's behind Haldir?" The plot REALLY thickens. O well, they all link together in the end. This chapter was a bit confusing wasn't it? *nods* I thought so… Toodles!
