Chapter 7: Something Between Mirkwood and Rivendell

Note:

            Before we continue we would like to have some explanations regarding our little Elroy. In our story, Elroy is 50 years old. We assumed that he is like a 15-17 year old human. He's actually matured but he tends to be childish when he's around his daddy or father. We don't know why, maybe because we want it this way. ; )

            *…* means they're talking Elvish.

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In Mirkwood…

            Lord Thranduil was having breakfast and was enjoying it actually when the door of the dinning hall burst open. Elroy came in holding his bow and an empty quiver.

            "Grandfather!" He whined. "I will go hunting and I can't find any arrows!"

            Lord Thranduil chuckled: his grandson could be so childish sometimes.

            "Grandfather! Stop laughing," Elroy continued to whine.

            "Alright little one." Lord Thranduil stood up and guided Elroy out of the dinning hall.

            Minutes later, Elroy found himself in his grandfather's chamber with his grandfather looking for something in one of his huge cabinets.

            "Aha! Here it is," Lord Thranduil announced happily.

            "What?"

            "Here are my arrows. I give them all to you. Take good care of them for I've used them and they helped me win many battles before; especially the battle between Rivendell and Mirkwood."

            "Grandfather, are you sure you're giving these to me? Aren't you supposed to give these to daddy first? Then daddy will hand these down to me when the 'right time' comes?"

            "Nonsense! Go now, my child and have fun. Don't forget to bring some warriors." Lord Thranduil gave Elroy a kiss on his forehead.

            "I won't, thanks grandfather," Elroy grinned then he went out of the chamber.

            Lord Thranduil was left musing, "He's becoming more like Legolas everyday. I wonder how they're doing in the Wizarding World," Then he sighed.

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            "Shhh, be still. One…Two…." Elroy murmured as he steadily aims at the moving creature behind the bush. Then, after a while he released his arrow and announced victoriously, "Bull's eye!"

            But his happiness disappeared instantly when he heard a loud cry. His warrior elves rushed behind the bush to see what or rather who it was. After a while they came out with a lady wearing a cloak with a huge hood that hid her face. Elroy's arrow was still on her shoulder.

            Elroy rushed beside the lady and commanded the healer he had brought to remove the arrow from the lady's shoulder. Her wound was cleansed and bandaged, and after a while she was okay.

            Elroy asked worriedly, *Are you okay?*

            The lady nodded but she was trying hard to keep her face hidden.

            Elroy switched from his worried-mode to his authoritative-angry-mode and asked firmly, *Why are you here? What is your business here?*

            The lady didn't answer.

            *Are you from Mirkwood?*

            The lady nodded hesitantly.

            *Show me your face,* Elroy commanded.

            The lady stood there for a while, not moving, and then slowly, her hands rose to take her hood off. After a while, her beautiful face, pointed ears and long black hair was exposed.

            *So you're an elf. Are you sure you're from Mirkwood?* Elroy asked once more.

            *Yes my lord,* the elf lady answered.

            *What if I tell you that I'm the only dark-haired elf accepted in Mirkwood?* Elroy mocked pointing at his dark brown hair he'd inherited from his human father.

            The elf lady was shocked. She didn't expect that would be the cause of the war between…

            *Tell me where you're from,* Elroy demanded.

            *Rivendell,* the elf lady answered.

            *Rivendell huh? You're an intruder, a trespasser. We will bring you to our palace and we will keep you as a prisoner,* Elroy said then he commanded his warrior elves, *we're going back now.*

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            "Grandfather we're back!" Elroy announced right after he'd stepped inside the throne room.

            Lord Thranduil was sitting on Legolas' throne doing nothing actually.

            "Good, you're back. Why are you so early?" Lord Thranduil asked.

            "We caught something, or rather someone," Elroy replied.

            "Yeah? Who?"

            "Someone from Rivendell, grandfather,"

            "WHAT!?!" Lord Thranduil was very angry. "Who's this brave soul who dared go beyond the borders of Mirkwood?!?"

            "It's a lady grandfather," Elroy said, before calling, "Bring the prisoner in!"

            The two warrior elves who'd accompanied Elroy, were the ones who brought the prisoner in. At the first sight of the prisoner, Lord Thranduil became angrier.

            "Arwen!" Lord Thranduil roared.

            "Hello King Thranduil," Arwen replied with an evil grin.

            "What brought you here?"

            "Well, nothing, I was lost," Arwen replied with fake innocence.

            "The truth Arwen! I want the truth!" Lord Thranduil yelled.

            "Don't yell King Thranduil, it's unbecoming of a king," Arwen replied.

            "I will do what pleases me. Now tell me what are you doing here?"

            "You want the truth? Fine, I came here because I want to see Aragorn even from a distance."

            "You want to see my father?" Elroy asked confused.

            "Oh yes, darling. Did you know that your father would have married me, if not for that stupid Legolas?"

            "My daddy is not stupid!" Elroy roared.

            "Oh really?" Arwen mocked.

            "You will rot in our dungeons, Arwen," Lord Thranduil said coldly.

            "I doubt it," Arwen replied.

            "We'll see about that," Lord Thranduil said, then he commanded, "Take her to the dungeons. Give her no food and no water. Put around fifty elves and fifty men to guard her. She shall not escape."

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At Hogwarts…

            It was Double Potions for 6th year Gryffindor and Slytherin. Professor Snape was out, he was called by Professor Dumbledore but before he left, he gave his students some seat works and paired them up. As usual a Slytherin would be partnered with a Gryffindor… and Draco was partnered with Harry.

            "Hi," Harry greeted shyly as he approaches Draco's table.

            "Hey," Draco replied.

            "Are you, uhm, are you still angry at me?" Harry asked. He was silently wishing Draco would say no.

            "No," Draco answered.

            Harry gave off a relieved sigh. Then he asked, "What's gonna happen to us now Drake?" He emphasized the word 'us'.

            "Don't know."

            "Draco please, if you're still angry at me please tell me."

            "I said no Harry, no, okay?"

            Harry fell silent. Then he whispered, "I'm sorry." He was going to stand up but Draco held his hand.

            "I'm sorry. It's just that… Never mind, just… just don't leave." Draco said. He was totally confused. He liked Professor Strider but he loves Harry. "Maybe I should break that deal with Professor Strider before it's too late. Even if Harry is cheating on me," Draco thought.

            "I missed you Drake," Harry whispered.

            "Missed you too," Draco replied.  He pulled Harry closer. And Harry leaned his head on Draco's shoulder.

            All the students around gave a relieved smile specially Hermione and Ron. Although they didn't want Draco for Harry, they were relieved to see their best friend happy again.

            Double Potions was over and Harry was walking side by side with Draco. They were heading to their favorite spot by the lake when they met Legolas on their way to the lake.

            "Harry! There you are! I've been looking all over for you. I was wondering if we could have our flying lessons now because I'll be very busy this afternoon," Legolas said.

            "Huh? I'm sorry but…" Harry replied. He looked at Draco and saw the anger in Draco's eyes.

            "Harry it is okay. You go with him. I'll meet you later," Draco said coldly.

            "But Drake…"

            "Go now. Meet me later, Astronomy Tower at 10 tonight. Bye," Draco said then he stormed away.

            "Oh Merlin! Professor Greenleaf! What do you want?" Harry's voice was higher than usual.

            "I… I just want to spend some time with you," Legolas answered.

            "Why? Your husband is here now and my relationship with Draco is just beginning to be okay again."

            "I'm sorry."

            "Argh, never mind. Let's go to the Quidditch Pitch so we could start our flying lessons," Harry said, before summoning his Firebolt and matching towards the Quidditch Pitch.

            Ever since Harry knew that Legolas was gay and that he has a husband and a son, his crush for Legolas vanished. Since then, he saw Legolas as his father.

            After the flying lessons, Harry was going back to the castle when Legolas spoke and that made Harry stop.

            "I'm sorry Harry if I ruined your time with Draco. It's just that I miss my son so much and you're a lot like him so I wanted to spend some time with you," Legolas apologized.

            "No, Professor Greenleaf it's okay. I like spending time with you too because you're like a father to me. I'm sorry if I've been a 'bad boy'."

            Legolas smiled then he pulled Harry into a fatherly hug. Then he pulled away and said, "Go now son, Draco must be waiting for you now."

            "Thanks, bye… dad…" Harry smiled shyly.

            Legolas was really happy. "Harry is like Elroy in many ways," He thought.

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In Mirkwood…

            "Grandfather. I think we should let Arwen eat." Elroy said.

            "Why would you let her eat?" Lord Thranduil asked.

            "I don't know; maybe because she's so pathetic."

            "All right then, But don't expect me to give her much food."

            "Sure. And uh, I'll be the one to bring the food to her."

            "Well, if you like, fine with me."

            "Grandfather, do we really need to keep her as a prisoner? Why can't we just let her go back to Rivendell?"

            "Do you want another war?"

            "No."

            "That's why."

            "Grandfather, she doesn't look so bad."

            "Looks can be deceiving."

            "But…"

            "Enough. Go now to the kitchen and fetch the food you'll bring to Arwen."

            "Oh, alright," Elroy said then he walked out of the throne room.

            Lord Thranduil was left musing, "Why is he interested with Arwen? Hmmm, He might be attracted to Arwen. Well it might end the war between Rivendell and Mirkwood."

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Author's Note: Whew! End of this chapter. Sorry if this chapter is a short one. Honestly, we don't know how to continue this story anymore. Also sorry for not updating soon, we've been busy school and stuff. Of course this chapter will not end without thanking the following people who reviewed… these are just the people who reviewed the previous chapter (chapter 6)

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