Okay, for those of you reading this, here is ch 3, finally. Sorry it took
so long. Once again, I must remind you that I don't own any of the
characters, to my great dismay.
Ch 3
Legolas ran hard. He ran as fast as possible, determined to put as much distance between him and the bathroom as possible. What he had just seen haunted him as he ran. It just kept reappearing in his mind, even though he willed it away with every ounce of his being. Harry and Malfoy, Malfoy and Harry, the more he thought of it, the more nauseas he felt. It's not that he minded Harry being gay, no; it was more the fact that Harry and Malfoy together is just wrong. It was against nature itself! And he being extremely lucky happened to stumble onto them while they were a little busy.
'I'm gonna die. Either Harry or Malfoy is going to murder me.' He realized when he reached the place where he, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were spending the night. 'I hope to any and every god there is that they didn't see me.'
He collapsed onto his makeshift bed, trying to figure out how to escape certain death. He was concentrating so hard, that he didn't realize that Ron was talking to him.
"Legolas?"
"Hmm"
"Why are you sweating?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I was just, um, jogging," He replied.
" You were running? Here?"
"Well yeah. Do you see any where else to go for an early morning run?"
"No."
"Neither do I. Now, you need your rest, Good morning."
"Uh.ok, whatever." And with that, Ron went back to sleep.
Legolas went back to thinking of ways to avoid his death. 'Polyjuice Potion? Nah, too gross. Run away? Might work, but Dumbledore would find me and bring me back. Hmmm, this is hard.'
"Draco, we're screwed."
"Are you sure?"
"No one at Hogwarts has blond hair that long or such a hot butt."
"Hey!"
"Of course his is nothing compared to yours," Harry said hastily, placing his hand on Draco's rear.
"Good point"
"What do we do if he tells someone?"
"Don't worry, we've kept up our secret this long, we're enemies, remember? Who would believe him? We *hate* each other."
True.but.but.hmph"
Draco suddenly grins; an extremely entertaining thought just came to him.
"What if we sorta, played with his head? I mean, he can't have told anyone yet, most people are asleep. It would be kinda funny if we messed with his head."
"Hmmm."
Legs was still deep in thought, and he didn't notice Harry returning from the bathroom. Harry, on the other hand wondered if he had enough cunning to play with Legolas' head.
"Hey, Legs. Anything happen while I was gone?"
Legolas relaxed a little bit, they didn't see him, or maybe it didn't happen!
"Um. nothing much, er.I mean. no."
"Are you okay?is somrthing bothering you?"
"Uh, no, it was nothing, just a nightmare."
"Okay, goodnight, hope you feel better."
"Thanks, I already do. 'Night Harry."
As Harry lay down, he couldn't help thinking that this year was going to be a lot of fun.
Legolas also lay down, feeling much relieved. He believed nothing happened between Harry and Malfoy, (at least, he wanted to) and that was enough for him. He knew for a fact that Harry and Draco hated each other.didn't they? Maybe he was seeing things wrong, they could have been, um, fighting, yeah, that's it. Harry and Malfoy got into a fight. He reassured himself numerous times, and finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
DING! DING!
The sound of a bell, magically magnified, could be heard throughout the platform, waking those who were asleep.
"Damnit! Why do they have to wake us up so bloody early!?" exclaimed a severely grumpy Ron.
"Well, maybe it's because the Hogwarts express is finally here," Hermione answered using her know-it-all voice.
Ron raised his eyebrow and was ready with a comeback when Legs piped in
"Then lets get going, I need to take a bath and clean myself!" he said between yawns.
"Geez, Legolas, I bet it hasn't even been 24 hours since your last bath, you don't even smell. Ron, on the other hand." Harry said with a big grin in Ron's direction.
Ron didn't reply, just glared daggers at his best friend. It had actually been awhile since his last washing.
"Uuh, no reason, just umm. not really feeling clean right now," replied Legolas.
"Then get going, we're all waiting for you," Ron informed him.
Legolas looked around, 'Oops, guess I should've started gathering my things already.'
"Alright, alright, I'm coming. Go find a compartment, I'll catch up," he told the other three.
Just then Draco sauntered by, on his way to the train, and gave Harry a lingering glance. Legolas shuddered and reminded himself once again that they hated each other. They really did.
As the others headed for the train, Ron asked Harry," Is Legolas acting a little, strange to you?"
"Not that I noticed," came the absent-minded reply," come on, let's get our usual compartment."
Ch 3
Legolas ran hard. He ran as fast as possible, determined to put as much distance between him and the bathroom as possible. What he had just seen haunted him as he ran. It just kept reappearing in his mind, even though he willed it away with every ounce of his being. Harry and Malfoy, Malfoy and Harry, the more he thought of it, the more nauseas he felt. It's not that he minded Harry being gay, no; it was more the fact that Harry and Malfoy together is just wrong. It was against nature itself! And he being extremely lucky happened to stumble onto them while they were a little busy.
'I'm gonna die. Either Harry or Malfoy is going to murder me.' He realized when he reached the place where he, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were spending the night. 'I hope to any and every god there is that they didn't see me.'
He collapsed onto his makeshift bed, trying to figure out how to escape certain death. He was concentrating so hard, that he didn't realize that Ron was talking to him.
"Legolas?"
"Hmm"
"Why are you sweating?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I was just, um, jogging," He replied.
" You were running? Here?"
"Well yeah. Do you see any where else to go for an early morning run?"
"No."
"Neither do I. Now, you need your rest, Good morning."
"Uh.ok, whatever." And with that, Ron went back to sleep.
Legolas went back to thinking of ways to avoid his death. 'Polyjuice Potion? Nah, too gross. Run away? Might work, but Dumbledore would find me and bring me back. Hmmm, this is hard.'
"Draco, we're screwed."
"Are you sure?"
"No one at Hogwarts has blond hair that long or such a hot butt."
"Hey!"
"Of course his is nothing compared to yours," Harry said hastily, placing his hand on Draco's rear.
"Good point"
"What do we do if he tells someone?"
"Don't worry, we've kept up our secret this long, we're enemies, remember? Who would believe him? We *hate* each other."
True.but.but.hmph"
Draco suddenly grins; an extremely entertaining thought just came to him.
"What if we sorta, played with his head? I mean, he can't have told anyone yet, most people are asleep. It would be kinda funny if we messed with his head."
"Hmmm."
Legs was still deep in thought, and he didn't notice Harry returning from the bathroom. Harry, on the other hand wondered if he had enough cunning to play with Legolas' head.
"Hey, Legs. Anything happen while I was gone?"
Legolas relaxed a little bit, they didn't see him, or maybe it didn't happen!
"Um. nothing much, er.I mean. no."
"Are you okay?is somrthing bothering you?"
"Uh, no, it was nothing, just a nightmare."
"Okay, goodnight, hope you feel better."
"Thanks, I already do. 'Night Harry."
As Harry lay down, he couldn't help thinking that this year was going to be a lot of fun.
Legolas also lay down, feeling much relieved. He believed nothing happened between Harry and Malfoy, (at least, he wanted to) and that was enough for him. He knew for a fact that Harry and Draco hated each other.didn't they? Maybe he was seeing things wrong, they could have been, um, fighting, yeah, that's it. Harry and Malfoy got into a fight. He reassured himself numerous times, and finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
DING! DING!
The sound of a bell, magically magnified, could be heard throughout the platform, waking those who were asleep.
"Damnit! Why do they have to wake us up so bloody early!?" exclaimed a severely grumpy Ron.
"Well, maybe it's because the Hogwarts express is finally here," Hermione answered using her know-it-all voice.
Ron raised his eyebrow and was ready with a comeback when Legs piped in
"Then lets get going, I need to take a bath and clean myself!" he said between yawns.
"Geez, Legolas, I bet it hasn't even been 24 hours since your last bath, you don't even smell. Ron, on the other hand." Harry said with a big grin in Ron's direction.
Ron didn't reply, just glared daggers at his best friend. It had actually been awhile since his last washing.
"Uuh, no reason, just umm. not really feeling clean right now," replied Legolas.
"Then get going, we're all waiting for you," Ron informed him.
Legolas looked around, 'Oops, guess I should've started gathering my things already.'
"Alright, alright, I'm coming. Go find a compartment, I'll catch up," he told the other three.
Just then Draco sauntered by, on his way to the train, and gave Harry a lingering glance. Legolas shuddered and reminded himself once again that they hated each other. They really did.
As the others headed for the train, Ron asked Harry," Is Legolas acting a little, strange to you?"
"Not that I noticed," came the absent-minded reply," come on, let's get our usual compartment."