DISCLAIMER: This is my new story `With You'. It is a Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings crossover. This story does not focus on the trio of Hogwarts, instead it focuses on Legolas and my original character Lesie. (You'll find out about her in a minute) I stink at thinking of titles and this one will probably change soon. Got an idea, lemme know. I would like to take this time to let the world know that I own only what you do not recognize, the rest belong to Tolkien and Rowling.
READ THIS: Secondly, I would like to make known that I am fully aware of the time differences in the stories. However, for sake of literature, lets ignore that. Use your IMAGINATION. Its a wonderful thing. Think outside the box. It won't hurt you, I promise.
CHARACTERS: I'll add on to this as I go. These belong to me, just so you know.
~* 1) Lesie Nabors: (pronounced Lee-See. Yes this is a real name.) The leading lady. She is a muggleborn Ravenclaw. She has brown hair, brown eyes, and a pair of breasts and butt she hates. Natural born dancer and captian of Ravenclaw dance team. (There is one is this story so don't bitch at me. My story, my rules.) Headgirl. Very sweet and shy. I based her off of a Southern Belle; she's my British Belle.
~* 2) Craig Jones: Headboy. Slytherin pureblood. Jackass. Horny. Guy in high school you love to hate. Blond hair, freckles, green eyes, slightly lanky. Thinks he is the hottest thing in the world. Don't know how much I'm going to use him yet.
~* 3) Candi Hutchinson: Lesie's friend. Member of Ravenclaw dance team. Black hair, blue eyes, average body. Half blood. Smart and sensible. (I think. So far.)
~* 4) Aimee Morgan: Lesie's other friend. Member of Ravenclaw dance team. Blonde hair, hazel eyes, skinny. Muggleborn. Royal Gossip Queen.
~* 5) Chad Thompson: Lesie's ex-boyfriend. Tall, green eyes, tan skin, muscular. The guy that is completly off limits in high school. Used to be really sweet then became good friends with Craig and then turned into a jackass.
~* There will probably be others as we go. Potter and co. might make an apperace along with Umbridge. I can't stand her so I'm going to do something mean to her. I don't know what but it will be something.
~*~ This story is taking a different turn than what I originally planned. Ignore the timeline in OotP. I'm going to work it around this.
~*~ I know that's a lot to read right now but I want you to know so you don't mail me or whatever and cuss me out b/c its not what you expect. Well, I'm not sorry b/c this is MY interpretation of it. This is what I think of this situation. Don't be ignorant and review saying that none of this is possible. This is FICTIONAL, therefore, not real! If you do rudely review me, I will point you back to this and hope you feel like a moron.
~*~REVIEWS~*~
~*~ emma: Thank you for your review. I am trying to blend these as much as possible. I am writing as fast as I can.
~*~ Light Memory: For starters, who in the hell is `Tom Bombadil'? Second of all, I never tried to make Boromir act like he's evil or whatever. To me he seems very high strung and you stick one of those in a place like this, that is the reaction you will get. As for what you reffered to me as a `suethors', how in the flaming hell would you know? You only read the first chapter and none of my characters are it that. Do the research before you complain. As for your `Rule of Fan Fiction' I do believe it says something about unleashing your mind and soul. This is all interpretation and wonderment. This is how I perceive this situation. Don't like it don't read it. You're not hurting me.
~*~ Estel-rules: Yeah I think you did too. I made a simple error. I have read the books and they are wonderful I just couldn't remember which one was taller than whom and I chose elf boy. Sorry. I don't think that belittles anything when it comes to miscalculating their height. You may have overreacted on that but that's cool. As for the putting myself in here that is not true. I put my culture in it. I am not as sweet as I am making this character to be because quite frankly I'm mean and I don't care. This is my southern culture that I love and I want to spread it. I hope you understand that. Also, I try on the grammer but I'll be the first to tell you that there are going to be mistakes. That's life. Thank you for your `spicy' reviews. (And no I'm not sarcastic here, I mean it. Thank you.)
~*~ LadyElven: And go I shall.
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Chapter 4
Lesie opened her eyes slowly and found herself on the couch in the Head common room. She brought her hand up and tried to wipe away all of the dried tear streaks that striped her cheeks. She could tell that the house elves had been here because a fleece blanket had been draped around her body and a fire blazed in the grate.
She stood up and wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, she had to go somewhere to think. She exited the room and silently made her way down the hall. Her soft dance shoes fell silently on the hard floor as she made her way up the stairs to the astronomy tower. That was the one place that she could always go to think.
She opened the door and walked out onto the balcony around the tower. She silently awed at the beauty before her. A thick blanket of snow coated the grounds of Hogwarts like sugar on a cookie. Her breath made puffs in the chilly air as she gazed up at the stars.
"Starlight, starbright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight." She softly chanted the childhood hymn while gazing at the stars inwardly wished an inner desire.
"What did you wish for?" A mysterious voice asked from above. Lesie spun around fearfully to find Legolas sitting on the roof of the tower, looking at her like a curious kitten. He saw the tear streaks and the lack of what these people called `makeup', and thought she never looked more beautiful.
"How long have you been up there?" Lesie asked softly as the elf decended down. "For awhile. Tell me what you wished for." He asked again as he stood in front of her, his breath mingling with hers. "Can't. If I do it may never come true." She said while returning his stare. "How will you know that it did then?" He asked inquisitivly.
`For once in your life be bold Lesie.'
`Take a chance Lesie.'
Her friends words taunted her like dares. She stared into Legolas's eyes. They were so bright, like stars within theirselves. She leaned closer, and without thinking, closed her lips over his. His lips were so warm and soft that Lesie moaned softly into them.
His lips were working with hers as she brought her hands into his flaxen strands and stroked them between her fingers. His hands traveled up her sides to rest above her hips as his lips tasted hers with exhilaration. Lesie was certainly enjoying the sensations he was sending though her body. Her limbs tingled and the once cold wind now seemed as if it were on fire as the two deepened the kiss.
Lesie daringly traced the outside of his lips with her tounge before she pulled away, causing a loud smack with the release of their lips. Shock was evident in her eyes as she looked at him. He was confused. His breath was still heavy from their kiss but his features were steady.
"Lesie." He said softly as he reached out to her. She brought her hand up to her mouth, backed away, and turned and ran without a word spoken. "Lesie!" He cried louder but watched helplessly as she fled.
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Lesie ran throughout the castle with her hand still at her lips. His sweet taste was still on them. She blinked her tearful eyes and ran to her dormitory. She yelled the password and ran to her room. She stopped when she reached the doorframe. Her lungs were on fire from the explosive kiss and running.
She tip-toed to her bed and crawled inside without removing any clothing from her body. The threating tears fell onto her pillow and she bit her lip at the shame of so many unwanted tears. She had only met this man, or elf, this morning and she was already kissing him, seducing him, and crying over him.
Everything seemed so out of her control and she did not like it. She hiccuped and fell into a fitful sleep filled with lusty dreams of an elf named Legolas.
The next morning she was woken up by Aimee stretching and groaning. "Oh I'm so glad it's Saturday!" She said with her voice jumping an octave as she stretched. Lesie heard her but remained buried under her covers, she didn't want her friends to see her puffy eyes and tear streaked face.
She felt the bed near her feet go down with added weight. "Lesie." Candi started as she shifted her body on her friend's bed. "We're really sorry that we said those things to you last night. We were out of line and we should have never said them. We just want you to be happy." Lesie didn't repond, maybe if she kept quiet they would go away.
She heard Aimee's voice come from the very end of the bed. "We shouldn't have kept on; its just that with the new frenzy of hot guys in the school we thought we could get you hooked up. I especially should have respected your feelings. If it matters, I heard that Chad broke up with his girlfriend and wants to go back out with you."
"No it doesn't matter." Lesie's voice croaked from underneath the blankets. "I never want to be with him again. He used me and humiliated me. I just want to be left alone." "Okay." Candi responded softly as she and Aimee left the dorm.
Lesie stayed in the same position for several more minutes before she dragged herself out of the bed and looked outside. It was bleak and stormy, just like her mood. She sighed and got into the shower. When she emerged she looked at her refelction in the mirror. "God I look rough without makeup on." She mumbled as she touched the redness of her face where she had scrubbed and the puffiness of her eyes.
She got dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a black mock turutleneck with three buttons undoing the neck at the side. She threw her cloak on and went out into the hallway. She didn't even take three steps before her ex-boyfriend Chad Thompson emerged from the shadows.
"Hey baby." He said huskily. "Go away Chad." Lesie said without stopping. "Lesie." He said as he gently grabbed her arm and turned her towards him. Lesie stopped her walk and faced him mutley. He stared at her with his jade green eyes that perfectly accentuated his features. Lesie felt disgusted at the sight of him.
"I love you Lee-Lee." He whispered her old pet name as he tried to pull her into a hug successfully. "I'm sorry I did what I did; I was confused." He mummered sweet little lies into her dark hair as he ran his fingers through it.
Lesie leaned into his chest and smelled his scent of aftershave and cologne. It was so different from Legolas's. Legolas's was pure while Chad's was artificial. Chad leaned back and tilted her face up to his and he placed his lips on hers for a second before Lesie turned her head.
"I don't want to do this here." Lesie said bluntly, backing away. "Okay baby, lets go to the Head room." He stated as he started to pull her down the hall. Lesie ripped her hand away from him. "I don't want to go anywhere and do anything with you. Those two times we were together were mistakes and I would give anything to take them back. I don't love you anymore Chad. You threw that away when you dumped me for a slut. Besides, I have a meeting with Dumbledore which I am now late for so thank you."
"Whatever Lesie." He snorted. "If aren't in love with me then you shouldn't have moped around here like a damn bitch who lost her heat. I know that if I said `when' you would come running back to me, just like always." "Well things have changed Chad. Go away." Lesie turned on her heel and stormed away.
Chad's friend and Headboy Craig rounded the corner behind the two. "Didn't go as planned Chad?" Craig asked slyly as he fiddled with something in his pocket. "No." Chad mumbled. "Well my friend, as always, I'm looking out for you." He pulled a small vial of a clear liquid and shook it lightly. "In this here vial is a simple complex potion I whipped up that will make little `good girl' Lesie Nabors as horny as hell."
"What do I have to do?" Chad asked with a smirk, he was liking this new direction. "Put a small drop of it in her goblet during lunch. Wait about an hour and seek her out. She'll either be borrowing Aimee's vibrator for one hell of a workout or looking for a good lay. Then if your feeling really good, cause some mischief and put a drop in yours. We are sitting at the Head table and I'll get you a seat next to her as an esteemed guest. Mate, your in for the time of your life." Chad and Craig exchanged chuckles and handshakes before going their seperate ways.
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Review please if you want more. Flames are welcome to roast my marshmellows on!
READ THIS: Secondly, I would like to make known that I am fully aware of the time differences in the stories. However, for sake of literature, lets ignore that. Use your IMAGINATION. Its a wonderful thing. Think outside the box. It won't hurt you, I promise.
CHARACTERS: I'll add on to this as I go. These belong to me, just so you know.
~* 1) Lesie Nabors: (pronounced Lee-See. Yes this is a real name.) The leading lady. She is a muggleborn Ravenclaw. She has brown hair, brown eyes, and a pair of breasts and butt she hates. Natural born dancer and captian of Ravenclaw dance team. (There is one is this story so don't bitch at me. My story, my rules.) Headgirl. Very sweet and shy. I based her off of a Southern Belle; she's my British Belle.
~* 2) Craig Jones: Headboy. Slytherin pureblood. Jackass. Horny. Guy in high school you love to hate. Blond hair, freckles, green eyes, slightly lanky. Thinks he is the hottest thing in the world. Don't know how much I'm going to use him yet.
~* 3) Candi Hutchinson: Lesie's friend. Member of Ravenclaw dance team. Black hair, blue eyes, average body. Half blood. Smart and sensible. (I think. So far.)
~* 4) Aimee Morgan: Lesie's other friend. Member of Ravenclaw dance team. Blonde hair, hazel eyes, skinny. Muggleborn. Royal Gossip Queen.
~* 5) Chad Thompson: Lesie's ex-boyfriend. Tall, green eyes, tan skin, muscular. The guy that is completly off limits in high school. Used to be really sweet then became good friends with Craig and then turned into a jackass.
~* There will probably be others as we go. Potter and co. might make an apperace along with Umbridge. I can't stand her so I'm going to do something mean to her. I don't know what but it will be something.
~*~ This story is taking a different turn than what I originally planned. Ignore the timeline in OotP. I'm going to work it around this.
~*~ I know that's a lot to read right now but I want you to know so you don't mail me or whatever and cuss me out b/c its not what you expect. Well, I'm not sorry b/c this is MY interpretation of it. This is what I think of this situation. Don't be ignorant and review saying that none of this is possible. This is FICTIONAL, therefore, not real! If you do rudely review me, I will point you back to this and hope you feel like a moron.
~*~REVIEWS~*~
~*~ emma: Thank you for your review. I am trying to blend these as much as possible. I am writing as fast as I can.
~*~ Light Memory: For starters, who in the hell is `Tom Bombadil'? Second of all, I never tried to make Boromir act like he's evil or whatever. To me he seems very high strung and you stick one of those in a place like this, that is the reaction you will get. As for what you reffered to me as a `suethors', how in the flaming hell would you know? You only read the first chapter and none of my characters are it that. Do the research before you complain. As for your `Rule of Fan Fiction' I do believe it says something about unleashing your mind and soul. This is all interpretation and wonderment. This is how I perceive this situation. Don't like it don't read it. You're not hurting me.
~*~ Estel-rules: Yeah I think you did too. I made a simple error. I have read the books and they are wonderful I just couldn't remember which one was taller than whom and I chose elf boy. Sorry. I don't think that belittles anything when it comes to miscalculating their height. You may have overreacted on that but that's cool. As for the putting myself in here that is not true. I put my culture in it. I am not as sweet as I am making this character to be because quite frankly I'm mean and I don't care. This is my southern culture that I love and I want to spread it. I hope you understand that. Also, I try on the grammer but I'll be the first to tell you that there are going to be mistakes. That's life. Thank you for your `spicy' reviews. (And no I'm not sarcastic here, I mean it. Thank you.)
~*~ LadyElven: And go I shall.
~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 4
Lesie opened her eyes slowly and found herself on the couch in the Head common room. She brought her hand up and tried to wipe away all of the dried tear streaks that striped her cheeks. She could tell that the house elves had been here because a fleece blanket had been draped around her body and a fire blazed in the grate.
She stood up and wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, she had to go somewhere to think. She exited the room and silently made her way down the hall. Her soft dance shoes fell silently on the hard floor as she made her way up the stairs to the astronomy tower. That was the one place that she could always go to think.
She opened the door and walked out onto the balcony around the tower. She silently awed at the beauty before her. A thick blanket of snow coated the grounds of Hogwarts like sugar on a cookie. Her breath made puffs in the chilly air as she gazed up at the stars.
"Starlight, starbright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight." She softly chanted the childhood hymn while gazing at the stars inwardly wished an inner desire.
"What did you wish for?" A mysterious voice asked from above. Lesie spun around fearfully to find Legolas sitting on the roof of the tower, looking at her like a curious kitten. He saw the tear streaks and the lack of what these people called `makeup', and thought she never looked more beautiful.
"How long have you been up there?" Lesie asked softly as the elf decended down. "For awhile. Tell me what you wished for." He asked again as he stood in front of her, his breath mingling with hers. "Can't. If I do it may never come true." She said while returning his stare. "How will you know that it did then?" He asked inquisitivly.
`For once in your life be bold Lesie.'
`Take a chance Lesie.'
Her friends words taunted her like dares. She stared into Legolas's eyes. They were so bright, like stars within theirselves. She leaned closer, and without thinking, closed her lips over his. His lips were so warm and soft that Lesie moaned softly into them.
His lips were working with hers as she brought her hands into his flaxen strands and stroked them between her fingers. His hands traveled up her sides to rest above her hips as his lips tasted hers with exhilaration. Lesie was certainly enjoying the sensations he was sending though her body. Her limbs tingled and the once cold wind now seemed as if it were on fire as the two deepened the kiss.
Lesie daringly traced the outside of his lips with her tounge before she pulled away, causing a loud smack with the release of their lips. Shock was evident in her eyes as she looked at him. He was confused. His breath was still heavy from their kiss but his features were steady.
"Lesie." He said softly as he reached out to her. She brought her hand up to her mouth, backed away, and turned and ran without a word spoken. "Lesie!" He cried louder but watched helplessly as she fled.
~*~*~
Lesie ran throughout the castle with her hand still at her lips. His sweet taste was still on them. She blinked her tearful eyes and ran to her dormitory. She yelled the password and ran to her room. She stopped when she reached the doorframe. Her lungs were on fire from the explosive kiss and running.
She tip-toed to her bed and crawled inside without removing any clothing from her body. The threating tears fell onto her pillow and she bit her lip at the shame of so many unwanted tears. She had only met this man, or elf, this morning and she was already kissing him, seducing him, and crying over him.
Everything seemed so out of her control and she did not like it. She hiccuped and fell into a fitful sleep filled with lusty dreams of an elf named Legolas.
The next morning she was woken up by Aimee stretching and groaning. "Oh I'm so glad it's Saturday!" She said with her voice jumping an octave as she stretched. Lesie heard her but remained buried under her covers, she didn't want her friends to see her puffy eyes and tear streaked face.
She felt the bed near her feet go down with added weight. "Lesie." Candi started as she shifted her body on her friend's bed. "We're really sorry that we said those things to you last night. We were out of line and we should have never said them. We just want you to be happy." Lesie didn't repond, maybe if she kept quiet they would go away.
She heard Aimee's voice come from the very end of the bed. "We shouldn't have kept on; its just that with the new frenzy of hot guys in the school we thought we could get you hooked up. I especially should have respected your feelings. If it matters, I heard that Chad broke up with his girlfriend and wants to go back out with you."
"No it doesn't matter." Lesie's voice croaked from underneath the blankets. "I never want to be with him again. He used me and humiliated me. I just want to be left alone." "Okay." Candi responded softly as she and Aimee left the dorm.
Lesie stayed in the same position for several more minutes before she dragged herself out of the bed and looked outside. It was bleak and stormy, just like her mood. She sighed and got into the shower. When she emerged she looked at her refelction in the mirror. "God I look rough without makeup on." She mumbled as she touched the redness of her face where she had scrubbed and the puffiness of her eyes.
She got dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a black mock turutleneck with three buttons undoing the neck at the side. She threw her cloak on and went out into the hallway. She didn't even take three steps before her ex-boyfriend Chad Thompson emerged from the shadows.
"Hey baby." He said huskily. "Go away Chad." Lesie said without stopping. "Lesie." He said as he gently grabbed her arm and turned her towards him. Lesie stopped her walk and faced him mutley. He stared at her with his jade green eyes that perfectly accentuated his features. Lesie felt disgusted at the sight of him.
"I love you Lee-Lee." He whispered her old pet name as he tried to pull her into a hug successfully. "I'm sorry I did what I did; I was confused." He mummered sweet little lies into her dark hair as he ran his fingers through it.
Lesie leaned into his chest and smelled his scent of aftershave and cologne. It was so different from Legolas's. Legolas's was pure while Chad's was artificial. Chad leaned back and tilted her face up to his and he placed his lips on hers for a second before Lesie turned her head.
"I don't want to do this here." Lesie said bluntly, backing away. "Okay baby, lets go to the Head room." He stated as he started to pull her down the hall. Lesie ripped her hand away from him. "I don't want to go anywhere and do anything with you. Those two times we were together were mistakes and I would give anything to take them back. I don't love you anymore Chad. You threw that away when you dumped me for a slut. Besides, I have a meeting with Dumbledore which I am now late for so thank you."
"Whatever Lesie." He snorted. "If aren't in love with me then you shouldn't have moped around here like a damn bitch who lost her heat. I know that if I said `when' you would come running back to me, just like always." "Well things have changed Chad. Go away." Lesie turned on her heel and stormed away.
Chad's friend and Headboy Craig rounded the corner behind the two. "Didn't go as planned Chad?" Craig asked slyly as he fiddled with something in his pocket. "No." Chad mumbled. "Well my friend, as always, I'm looking out for you." He pulled a small vial of a clear liquid and shook it lightly. "In this here vial is a simple complex potion I whipped up that will make little `good girl' Lesie Nabors as horny as hell."
"What do I have to do?" Chad asked with a smirk, he was liking this new direction. "Put a small drop of it in her goblet during lunch. Wait about an hour and seek her out. She'll either be borrowing Aimee's vibrator for one hell of a workout or looking for a good lay. Then if your feeling really good, cause some mischief and put a drop in yours. We are sitting at the Head table and I'll get you a seat next to her as an esteemed guest. Mate, your in for the time of your life." Chad and Craig exchanged chuckles and handshakes before going their seperate ways.
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Review please if you want more. Flames are welcome to roast my marshmellows on!