AUTHOR'S NOTE ~ My friend's dog humped Paige!!! Er… on with the disclaimer…
DISCLAIMER ~ I lack imagination, so I can't think of any creative way of saying it, so think of a disclaimer yourself. Good enough reason?
I'm sorry!!! But the real chapter won't be posted for a while, writing a quidditch match is not as easy as it looks. This is just something for you to snack on while I finish the real chapter. It's also a distraction from the scary people who want to kill me for not updating for so long.
"Harry, do you think I can borrow Hedwig? I need to send a few messages to my father and a note of apology to Glorfindel. I don't know how many stitches they needed to put in," Legolas replied smugly.
"Your father isn't that barbaric, is he?" Hermione asked.
Legolas smiled, "do you want to see the bruises?" he began to roll up his sleeves.
"Your father beat you?!"
"No, I was merely being sarcastic, I have the best father I could ask for," the Elf replied, dipping the quill in ink. He began his letter in Elvish.
Dear Ada,
Thank you for-
His quill suddenly released a large, ominous black ink blob. He reached for another piece of parchment and began again.
Dear Ada-
"Wouldn't it be better if you said adar (father) instead of ada (dad or daddy)? It's more formal," Hermione protested. Legolas added an Elvish R to the end.
Dear Adar,
Thank you kindly for your gifts, I shall treasure it-
"That's your rough copy, right?" Hermione interrupted, "you have the letters on a slant and spaced too far apart. And you curl your O's too much," Legolas tossed the paper aside and took out another sheet of clean paper, a small scowl on his face.
Dear Glorfindel of Imladris,
"Write the Tengwar in Quenyan*, since he's a Noldor," Hermione instructed. (A/N ~ When writing the Tengwar in Quenya, if you place a vowel on top of a consonant, it goes in front of the letter, not behind like Sindarian. I, personally, like Sindarian a lot better.) Legolas' scowl deepened, and he reached for another piece of paper.
Dear Glorfindel,
I was recently notified that you were the one that was (un)fortunate enough to have to inform my father, the Elvenking of Mirkwood-
"I would think that Glorfindel would know that your father is the Elvenking," Hermione interjected. Legolas chose to ignore her and continued.
- That I would be venturing to the depths of Mordor to the fiery pits of Mount Doom to destroy the one Ring.-
"That's a run-on sentence." (A/N ~ See, even Legolas makes run on sentences, Irish QT!!)
-I am sorry that you had to endure his wrath, and I hope you were able to make it back to Imladris unscathed.
Yours truly, Legolas Thranduilion
Harry had Hedwig perched on his arm as Legolas tied the parchment onto the owl's leg. Muttering something incomprehensible in Elvish, he let the bird fly with one last pat on the head. Hedwig nipped at his fingers. She was somewhat reluctant to fly such a distance, even for her 'pet's' friend.
"You forgot to proofread," Hermione said with a bit of distain.
"You should really get to know Erestor, I'm sure you would get along nicely," Aragorn said, remembering the days were the advisor would constantly correct his spelling, even when he was not even a day older than five.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Sometime later)
"Harry! What happened?" Hermione asked, as the boy came in the common room, his arm in a light sling around his neck.
"Madam Promfrey thinks that I might have broken my wrist," Harry said, his voice flat, "The bloody bludger knocked me off my broomstick."
"But the Quidditch match is this afternoon," Ron said, a bit more concerned with the Gryffindor team than with Harry himself.
"I know," Harry said, eyeing the elf who had fallen asleep on the couch, his eyes unfocused and glazed. If he hadn't known of the peculiar ways that the elves slept, he would have thought him already dead. He shook the elf gently.
"What?" Legolas replied blearily.
"Legolas, I need you to take my place on the Quidditch team," Harry said, still not too sure weather the elf was fully awake, "I banged myself up a bit." Legolas eyed the sling.
"I can see that."
Worse than "An Elvish shut up."
I'm sorry!!! But the real chapter won't be posted for a while, writing a quidditch match is not as easy as it looks. This is just something for you to snack on while I finish the real chapter. It's also a distraction from the scary people who want to kill me for not updating for so long. (And for people who haven't noticed, it's the same note as the one above. How many people actually read author's notes?)
Serpent of Light ~ Well, I still think you should consider composing. You can just write the song and get Legolas to sing it, since he likes singing so much. *throws water on elf that's singing songs about seagulls*
Irish QT ~ Well, Ron and Harry speaking Elvish is written in stone, and it's hard to do anything about it. *dies from run on sentence*
MaverickGirl ~ Nope, I don't think they ever will. Unless, that is, Hermione dies. Hmm… not a bad idea.
Callie3 ~ Hey, they put a 3 at the end of your name. I was wondering how you were able to review twice, but it wasn't you, it was Callie1. So confusing for my pea brained mind. Quidditch match coming up in the next chapt- er… nevermind…
Tindomiel ~ I like Quenya a lot better myself. But when it comes to the writing the Tengwar, Sindarian, I find, is easier. Strange the way life is, eh?
Sirithiliel ~ Yes, just twelve. I've always fancied writing. A crossover is basically combining charaters from different stories and trying to forsee how they would react together. Easy as that. Don't see how people can have trouble.
Voltor ~ Yes, Christmas is the best, always. Except I ate too much turkey and fell asleep in my mashed potatoes.
Kara Dia ~ Learn elvish? Well, there are a couple of good sites, unfortuneatly, I've just pieced my elvish together by reading other stories with elvish in them. Sad, aren't I?
Nat ~ Hey, my friend's name is Nat. Glad you like it!
MoroTheWolfGod ~ Short and sweet. Love your reviews.
Pointy Ears Are My Thing ~ *winces* at the least, ouch. Snorting is good. Snort louder.
Jen33 ~ Woah, there's thirty three other Jens!!! Yes, just be glad the ferret didn't go up his pants…
Freakygurl13 ~ The first elvish my friend learned. Auta Minqula Orqu, ulca edan!! JK. :)
Inweofnargothrond ~ Congrats! You're my 100th reviewer!! What does your name mean anyways? I got bitten by a ferret, but I don't hold it against them, even though they smell pretty bad.
Elfitchick ~ I was planning on a chapter where it tells what… trouble Merry and Pippin are in, but I never got around to it. All I need was a little nudge, and I think your review will do it.
Princess Flame ~ HELLOOO!!! No, Ambar is here to stay. E-mail me soon!!
Simoriah: Girl of Summer ~ There. More. Happy?