*blushes* Thanks for giving me support!  Just don't be rude to the old authors!

Aish and Angelica were the original authors of this fic, so all credit for this fic goes to them!

Still PG-13ish.

I must confess that this is my first Harry Potter/Lord of the Rings fics, and I'm guilty of not reading the LoTR books and going by the movies and by more experienced LoTR writers.  I have read all five Harry Potter books though.

To try to avoid errors I may make while writing this, I finally remembered that I have a guide to Tolkien that I can use…

I don't own Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter.

Chapter Ten of "Elf at Hogwarts"

'Elroy and Arwen'

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Elroy sat in his room.  He had sent an owl out to his daddy about six days and hoped that he would be able to help him.  If his father (Aragorn) knew that he was falling in love with Arwen, it wouldn't be good.  Elroy realized that was an understatement.  Legolas was more levelheaded than Aragorn.

Elroy was feeling strange feelings about Arwen.  He would look at her and his heart would start pounding and he had the urge to start smiling at her and never stop.  Thranduil kept giving his grandson a knowing smile.  Lately, Elroy thought, his grandfather was smiling and was often locked in his daddy's study. 

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Thranduil had noticed the looks at Elroy had given Arwen when he thought no one was looking.  He had also caught the looks Arwen gave his grandson when she thought no one was looking.

'I may be old, but I'm not blind,' Thranduil thought to himself.  Like his grandson, Thranduil had sent a letter to Legolas.  He told his son that by the time he came home, a wedding would be planned. 

Thranduil's only problem now was on how to tell Lord Elrond.  Millenniums ago, the two had been friends.  Hundreds of years later, they hated each other and wished that the other's kingdom would collapse.

Thranduil looked out the window.  "Oh, this is going to be hard to break to Elrond.  He was always protective of his Arwen, but we need to bring an end to this war.  This is no environment for me to leave my kingdom.  I trust my son and his husband, but I would like to leave them a peaceful kingdom when I finally sail west."

A quiet knock interrupted Thranduil's little speech, and he chided himself for talking to himself. "Come in."

Elroy smiled as he entered.  Thranduil smiled at his beloved grandson.  "Hello Elroy, what business brings you here?"

"Grandfather, have any owls arrived from daddy?"

Thranduil shook his head.  "No, Elroy.  Why do you ask?"

Elroy ducked his head.  "I asked daddy for some advice and I was hoping that he answered.  It's only been six days though, so I doubt the owl has arrived."

"You know you can talk to me about anything, Elroy."

Elroy smiled.  "I know, Grandfather.  I just want daddy's advice.  I mean no offense, but he is more levelheaded than you or father."

Thranduil laughed.  "No offense taken.  I quite agree with you."

Elroy smiled at his grandfather before taking his leave.

Thranduil smiled.  "It seems my grandson is quite in love."

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As Elroy entered the dungeon, most of the guards snapped to attention and bowed low to the prince.  He shook his head and walked over to Arwen.  Elroy would never like all the formality that came with being a prince.

He spotted Arwen's cell and walked over to it.  The Undómiel was sipping on water.  She noticed Elroy's approach and offered him a small smile.  Elroy returned the smile tenfold.

"How are you today, Arwen?" Elroy asked, as he sat down outside her cell.

"As fine as one could be locked in a cell."

Elroy frowned.  "Could I get you anything?"

Arwen shook her head.  "No.  Tell me Elroy, how happy is your father with Legolas?"

Elroy smiled, thinking of all the times he saw his two fathers together.  "They make one another so happy.  Daddy is always smiling and Father loves to just be with daddy."

Arwen smiled.  'Well, Estel, you might not be the only one to find happiness in Mirkwood.' 

Arwen listened as Elroy prattled on, but her thoughts were not on the younger elf's words.  'He does look so much like Estel, but he has a little bit of Legolas' nature in him.  He doesn't seem as headstrong as Estel… He just seems to be flowing with life.  It would be so easy to fall in love with his nature: still a bit boyish, but knowing he has great things to do ahead of him.  It would be so easy to fall in love…  He's just so young though… Still so innocent.'  Another part of Arwen smiled.  'That innocence makes him so adorable.  I could fall in love with him, but it's too late.  I already have.  He has such compassion for those he holds dear.  He seems ready to defend until his dying breath, and he's been so kind to me.eHHHHHHHHHH'

"Arwen, are you okay?" Elroy asked Arwen this question after he had been droning on about orcs being good in bed for the past three minutes.

"Oh, yes.  Sorry Elroy.  That's a nice bow.  I bet Legolas taught you how to shot."

Elroy gave her a wide smile before launching into a tale about how Legolas taught him to shoot a bow.

~Flashback~

Elroy was sixteen years old (about five years old, human wise).  He sat on his bed, his legs swinging back and forth.  Daddy had promised him to teach him how to shoot a bow and arrow today.

"Aragorn, I will be the one to teach Elroy how to shoot a bow and arrow.  You will teach him how to use a sword.  Now, go find something to do." Legolas said, entering Elroy's room.  He smiled at his son.  "Hello, Elroy."

Elroy got up from the bed and hugged his daddy.  "Good morning, Daddy."

Legolas handed Elroy a small bow and a quiver filled narrow shafts of wood in it.  The 'arrows' weren't sharp enough to hurt Elroy, but it would serve the purpose of teaching Elroy how to shoot.  Legolas steered Elroy towards the archery practice area, which was past a sulking Aragorn.  Legolas gave Aragon a pointed look, and the man shuffled away.  He set Elroy up in front of a target.

"Alright, my son, the first thing to remember is that an arrow always arcs, so aim upwards of your target.  All right, envision the target in your head.  Feet a little further apart.  Draw back.  Keep the target in your mind.  Do you see it?"

Elroy, whose eyes were closed, nodded.  "Yes, daddy."

"Go ahead and fire the arrow."

Elroy did as his daddy said.  The arrow cut through the arrow and stuck in the target, about a foot from the center. 

Legolas smiled.  "Good job.  You did better than your father first did with a bow and arrow."

Elroy beamed at his daddy.  "Do you mean it, daddy?"

Legolas smiled and nodded.  "Let's try again, and get the arrow closer to the target."

~End Flashback~

Arwen smiled.  "Legolas was always the best archer, in any Elvish kingdom.  So modest, though."

Elroy had the smile on his face that every child had when his (or her) father was being praised. "I know."

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Thranduil smiled as he watched his grandson interact with Arwen.  It really was a sweet sight.  The two dark haired elves seemed to get along fine with one another, and if the glow in their eyes was any indication, they were in love with one another.  The sight reminded Thranduil of his son and Aragorn. 

Thranduil sighed.  He really needed to get a letter off to Elrond.  He needed to find a brave messenger, but first he needed to talk to Arwen without Elroy or any guards around.

"Elroy." Thranduil's calm voice broke through the quite dungeon.  His grandson turned and looked at him.  "Why don't you go see if any owls have arrived?"

Elroy nodded, giving his grandfather a knowing look.  The boy wasn't as dense as he acted.  Thranduil gave the guards a pointed look.  The guards smiled and left.

"Lord Thranduil." Arwen said, bowing her head slightly.

Thranduil smiled.  Love did wondrous things.  Arwen appeared ready to appease the Mirkwood royal family to make Elroy happy. "You're in love with him."

Such a simple statement had an interesting affect.  Arwen didn't even need to ask who 'he' was.  She smiled at the Mirkwood royal, and ducked her face. 

"I won't deny it."

Thranduil smiled again.  "I didn't say I would have to deny you."

Arwen narrowed her eyes.  "What do you think you're playing at?"

Thranduil didn't say a word for a minute.  "My grandson is falling in love with you.  If you two were to marry, it would force a peace between Mirkwood and Rivendell.  You do want peace between the kingdoms, don't you?"

Arwen nodded. 

"But, I wouldn't force a marriage on you or on Elroy.  One, if I forced a marriage on my grandson, my son and his husband would not be happy with me.  Two, I can't force marriage on you.  The war would take a brutal turn."

Arwen nodded.  "I'm in love with Elroy, I'll tell you that much, but I'm not sure if marriage is right for us now.  Elroy is still so young."

"He'll only mature."

Arwen smiled.  "I know.  I'd like to be there to see that happen."

Thranduil looked Arwen over once, and then twice. "I'll make an arrangement with you.  Once my son and son-in-law come back, we'll finalize it.  You are to marry Elroy, but not for one hundred years."

Arwen smiled.  "I find it quite agreeable.  In those one hundred years, if I chose to back out, I may?"


"Yes, and so may Elroy."

"Agreed."

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Well, there you go!

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I'm going on vacation from August 9th to the 16th, but I'll try and get one more chapter done before I leave.

Peace, Love, and the Moon!

Moonfairy2000 

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Replies to my lovely reviewers:

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