Thanks for all the great reviews! 

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

Still PG-13ish.

Well, this will be the last chapter until I get back from vacation.  If you want to e-mail me, the address is moonfairyhime@verizon.net.  I promise, as soon I as I get home and online, I'll e-mail you.  How long will I be gone?  From August 9th to the 16th.

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.

Note: Eish… To try and figure out how long Aragorn's been at Hogwarts, how long Legolas' been pregnant, and whatnot.  It involved some serious cross-referencing and a graphing calculator.  I'm still not sure how right I am, but hey… I've figured out that Aragorn came to Hogwarts ten days after Legolas.  That night, Aragorn and Legolas did the dirty deed and voila!  Legolas got pregnant.  That would make Legolas about eleven weeks pregnant.   Why didn't symptoms of his pregnancy show earlier?  A) Ask Aish or Angelica, and B) Every pregnancy affects the… err… person differently.  There you go!  Any questions?  E-mail me!  

Part Eleven of "Elf at Hogwarts"

'Reactions to the Pregnant Elf'

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Legolas sat on the bed he shared with his husband.  He felt utterly exhausted, which was a weird feeling for the elf.  Aragorn had gone down to the kitchens and was bringing Legolas some food for dinner.  A hand rested across his still flat stomach, and he smiled to himself.  No matter how out of character the pregnancy made him, it was all worth it.  His smile grew a little at the memory of his discussion with Madam Pomfrey this morning.

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"Madam Pomfrey?" Legolas called, entering the medical ward.  The room was empty, and Madam Pomfrey was treating herself to a good manicure.

"Hello, Legolas.  How can I help you?  I've already told you to call me Poppy, dear." Madame Pomfrey said, not bothering to stop filing her nails.  "Please tell me that no one has gotten injured in your class.  Honestly, I don't know what Dumbledore was thinking allowing such a dangerous class into the curriculum…"


Legolas blushed.  "No, actually, I was wondering if you had any potions on how to get rid of morning sickness."

Poppy dropped her emery board. "Excuse me?!"

Legolas sighed.  This wasn't going to be easy.  "Poppy-"

Poppy eyes were wide.  "Legolas, what did you do?"

"Madam Pomfrey-"

"Poppy."

Legolas sighed.  "I need the potion because I'm pregnant, Poppy."

"Oh." The word was spoken in a rather small voice.  Poppy stood up, and in motions that looked strangely mechanical, went to her supply closet and handed Legolas a vial. "This will last you two weeks.  After that, come back and see me for some more.  Legolas, dear, how did this happen?  Is-is Aragorn the father?"


Legolas massaged his temples.  He felt a headache coming and elves weren't supposed to get headaches. "Yes, Poppy, Aragorn is the father.  Poppy, where I come from, elves are dying out.  At the most, only four elves are born a year. To try and keep the race alive, men and women are able to become pregnant.  That's the simple explanation."

"Oh.  All right then.  Do you need anything else, Legolas?"

"No Poppy.  Thank you."

As the blond elf walked away, Poppy shook her head.  A pregnant man… Would medicinal wonders never cease?

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Aragorn smiled as he entered the room and saw Legolas stretched out over the bed.  "Are you still hungry?"

Legolas sat up and smiled.  "I'm starving.  How did you explain our absence to the other professors?"

"I told them you weren't feeling well and I was going to take care of you.  Dumbledore smiled at me like he knew the reason behind your illness." Aragorn smiled, trying to get the image of the all-knowing Dumbledore's twinkling eyes out of his head.

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"Where do you think Professor Greenleaf is tonight?" Hermione asked.  She wrinkled her nose at Ron, who was plowing through his food. "Ron, that's utterly disgusting."

Harry, who was staring across the Great Hall at Draco, shrugged.  Ron, who had caught Harry looking at Draco, shook his head and pushed his plate a few centimeters away from him.  Draco, who caught Ron's movement, glared at the other Pureblood.   Ron glared back at Draco.  Harry, who could be wonderfully dense at times, caught none of this, but struck up a conversation with Hermione.  Hermione, just happy to see Harry back to his normal self, decided if that if ever a phrase described Harry it was 'ignorance is bliss'.

Dumbledore, who was watching the proceedings of the Great Hall, just smiled.  The twinkle in his eye got a little brighter when he thought of a certain wizard waiting for him back in his room, currently reading 'Quidditch Through the Ages'.

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The next morning, Legolas found the morning sickness potion was working fantastically.  He entered the Great Hall with a smile on his face and Aragorn at his side.  When the owls swooped in with the mail, Legolas was quite surprised to see that two letters had arrived for him, both bearing the seal of the Mirkwood.  Aragorn tried to take a letter from Legolas, but Legolas glared at him and opened the letter from Elroy.

Legolas read the letter twice and handed it to Aragorn.   He looked shocked, and Aragorn couldn't be sure, but it looked like his lower lip was trembling.  Legolas then opened the letter from his father.  Aragorn read the letter once, and then read it a second time.  He shook his head.  It was a short letter; Elroy didn't like to do things that involved a lot of sitting time.  It said everything that it needed to say, 'Hello Daddy.  I miss you. I miss Father, also.  Please give him a hug for me.  I can't wait to see you and Father again.  Mirkwood is fine, as is Grandfather.  I think I've fallen in love with Arwen.  Please write back soon and give me your advice.'  Aragorn looked at Legolas, who was still reading his father's letter. 

As the students began to head to their first class, Aragorn was glad that their first class didn't begin until ten (Authoress: I'll explain at the end).  The look on his husband's face was a mix between shock, homesickness, and sadness.  As teachers left to their first classes (and pray to the great caffeine god that they'd make it through another day of teaching students like Neville Longbottom), Legolas finally lost it.  Luckily, for the elf's pride, he managed to hold his tears in until everybody left the Great Hall.

"Aragorn, my little boy is all grown up and getting married!"

Aragorn would have laughed at Legolas, but upsetting a pregnant elf could be quite dangerous to his health, so he hugged his husband instead. 

"Legolas, darling, it's Elroy's first crush.  He'll get over and still be our son, but I want to know when Arwen came to Mirkwood."

Legolas shoved the letter from his father into Aragorn's face.  The man took it and read the letter.  Luckily for Legolas and Aragorn, Thranduil's letter was a bit longer than their sons, 'Legolas, I hope everything is fine.  Mirkwood is fine, and for the moment, the war is at a standstill.  Arwen managed to sneak into Mirkwood about a week ago (two weeks ago when you receive this letter), and Elroy found her.  I do believe that your son is quite in love with her.  Arwen is quite taken with your son.  In fact, I wouldn't be surprised by the time you two come back for them to be married.  Or, their wedding would at least be planned out.  As I'm sure you know, a wedding would virtually stop the war between Rivendell and us.  Tell your husband I said hello.  Best wishes.'

"Legolas, I'm sure, once we get home, everything will be explained.  A letter can only say so much." 

Legolas nodded.  "Yes, a letter can only say so much.  I had better write a reply to Elroy.  If I recall, you still need to figure out what you're teaching the fifth year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws today."

Aragorn groaned as Legolas walked out of the Great Hall.

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Legolas dipped his quill into an inkpot and began a letter to his son.  'Hello, Elroy.  Everything is fine here.  Your father says hello.  As for you falling in love with Arwen, listen to your grandfather.  I'm sure he would be willing to listen to you and help you sort through your emotions.  I would love to help you, but a letter can only say so much.  Just follow your heart, Elroy, and nothing can go wrong.  Also, I am expecting another child, so your wish of having a younger sibling is coming true.'

He smiled, sealed the letter, and began a letter to his father. 'Hello, Ada. Everything is fine here.  Aragorn says hello. I am glad that the war is at a standstill.  As for Arwen, treat her well.  Elroy is quite in love with her.  As for the marriage, please wait until Aragorn and I get home before anything major happens.  Please don't do anything I wouldn't do.  Also, I am pregnant again, so Mirkwood will soon have another royal running around, driving the servants crazy.'

Legolas sighed, sealed the second letter, and started towards the Owlery.  He knew the letters were short, but he felt that they conveyed what needed to be said.

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Legolas felt that the Hufflepuff first years were Nazgûl in disguise.  He really did.  The little brats, err, students were trying his patience.  Legolas had already deducted thirty house points from them: ten because on student threw a bow at another student, and twenty for being annoying.   Aragorn, who had noticed his husband's increasing irritably, sighed.  This wasn't a good sign.  They were only forty-five minutes into the class, and Legolas had to deal with the Ravenclaws after this.

"Just put the arrow into bow and shoot!  I've taught you the basics!  It honestly isn't that hard!"

Everyone stared at Legolas.  He was wearing a look on his face that most would expect to see on Snape, not Legolas.  He noticed the stares he was receiving.  Allowing himself to produce a light blush, Legolas started to instruct a student.  Aragorn smiled; once the pregnancy was over, Aragorn knew this was one more thing he could hold over Legolas' head.  

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Legolas' shortened temper spread through Hogwarts like any good rumor spreads through a school.  When he and Aragorn instructed the fourth year Gryffindors and Slytherins later that day, the Slytherins were unnaturally subdued.  They did anything that Legolas asked, and Aragorn had a feeling that if Legolas asked them to bend over backwards, touch their toes, and bark like a dog, they would have. 

Legolas, who had noticed this also, smiled.  Sometimes, not being able to control your emotions had some great benefits. 

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Dumbledore smiled down the staff table in the Great Hall.  Watching Legolas and Aragorn together was very sweet.  Of course, anyone else who was even paying remote attention to the couple would have long since gone into sugar shock, but this was Dumbledore.

He found it the most adorable thing in the world.  He also thought that his 'Golden Boy' staring at Draco was another cute thing.

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To explain the classes:

Well, this was fun and took me twenty-five minutes to figure out, and I had to enlist the aide of the first four 'Harry Potter' books (as my grandmother is borrowing 'Order of the Phoenix'), my graphing calculator, referencing to older chapters of 'Elf at Hogwarts', a notebook, and a pen.  Archery and Sword Fighting are in the same place; so I made each year (first through seventh) and house pairing (Gryffindor/Slytherin, Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw (henceforth known as G/S, H/R)) get a two-hour class period, once a week.  One hour would be spent on archery, the other on sword fighting.  Only one house would be at one class at a time.  (I.E.: Ravenclaw would do archery, while Hufflepuff would be at sword fighting.  At the end of the hour, they'd switch to sword fighting and archery, respectively.)

Have I lost anyone yet?  I hope not.  So, then I made a little timetable.  Don't look at me like that.  Anyhow, here you go: Monday through Friday, from eight to ten; Legolas and Aragorn have no classes.  Sort of a prep period.  Monday: from ten to twelve G/S second years, from one to three G/S third years, and from three to five H/R seventh years.  Tuesday: ten to twelve H/R third years, from one to three H/R second years, and from three to five, G/S seventh years. Wednesday: from ten to twelve G/S sixth years (Harry and Draco's class), from one to three, H/R fourth years, and from three to five G/S first years.  Thursday: from ten to twelve, H/R first years, from one to three H/R fifth years, and from three to five G/S fourth years. On Friday, from ten to twelve is a tutorial, so if you have a free period, you could come and get help or learn moves that are more advanced.  From one to three is fifth year G/S, and from three to five is H/R sixth years.

Wow, that was fun.

Don't tell me I'm not devoted to this fic.  Any questions?  E-mail me!

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I hope you like it!  I need to go finish packing, so see you when I get back!

Yes, I know that elves are also sailing west as opposed to dying, but Legolas was going for the simple explanation.

Peace, Love, and the Moon!

Moonfairy2000

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Replies to the reviewers…

The Insane Floo pot- Wow… That was a long review…  As for Harry or Draco becoming pregnant, the chance is nil.  Sorry if you were looking forward to something like that happening, but not from me.   For one thing, Harry and Draco are a little young for a kid, as they are only sixteen… In all honesty, I can't wait to see how Arwen and Elroy's marriage plans develop either.  I'm writing this as the ideas pop out of my head, so we'll see what happens! Thanks for the review!

Cute-Kitty- Did I answer your question?  I hope I did… If not, e-mail me or leave another review and I promise I'll try to clear it up a little more for you.  Thanks for the review!

Legolas19- Quick enough? 

Talisa Ahn- Thanks!

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Sarah- Thanks a lot.  Like I said before: Aish and Angelica wrote their way, and I write my way.

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MoroTheWolfGod- Yes.  I'm going to try and alternate chapters between Hogwarts and Middle Earth.  I can't promise that it will always work out; I might get a chapter with half in Hogwarts and half in Middle Earth, but we'll find out.

Cheysuli- The pleas are from before I took over.  I promise to finish the fic, so don't worry.  Thanks for the review, and if I need help, I'll e-mail you!

To skunk, SimplyAnne, and Adept: Since you only read the first chapter, I really don't think you have any reason to flame this fic.  You really didn't give me, or Aish and Angelica, a chance.