Sorry I have forgotten to mention

"this is" English

this is common tounge

~and this is~ sindarian

Chapter ten

Legolas was sitting in the potions room, he really didn't like this room, there were no window the stone was heavy above his head, he looked to the door a sallow man with limp greasy hair walked in,

"settle down, today you will be making the drought of dreamless sleep, collect your ingredients the instructions are on the board" the instructions were once again written in the unfamiliar runes, it was fortunate that the making of a potion, that would appear to have the same effects, was considered necessary in the education of a prince, he had not made it for more than a thousand years but he remember how the tincture was made

~Mellon nin…~

Aragorn was standing near to the cauldron which he had already set up

~are you coming to aid me or are you prepared to let me struggle alone, it has been more than fifty years since I have made this~

Legolas came over and started to finely chop the elm bark in front of him

"Well now, can't you read? There is no elm bark written on the board…what do you think you are doing?"

"we are making a potion that sounds similar to the potion you have requested that your students make…we have made it before…tis unfortunate that we have not had need to make this potion for…a while" replied Aragorn

"And why are you not following the instructions on the board?"

"When one can not understand the instructions given then one must find a way to complete the task with out them" replied the man

~did your Ada teach you that? ~ Legolas asked in good humour

~no mellon nin, living with Elladan and Elrohir will help even a ranger to become more resourceful~

"Be quiet" the man's voice was quiet even in anger, "you will speak only in a langue I can understand, and you will respect your elders and betters…"

Once more it seemed that the heir of Denethor was ill schooled in discretion for at this statement he burst once more into laughter

When the sound of laughter had ceased to fall upon Legolas' ears he was not shocked to see that the professor had placed a silencing charm upon the man in question

"now…Denethor, detention…everyone else, continue to work," he turned back to face Legolas and Aragorn, it seemed impossible but in was true the potions master man more greasy hair than Estel did when he returned to his home after long times spent in the wild among his ranger friends, he turned his attention back to the words that were flowing around him, but before he did this he noticed an evil feeling on the man's for arm, although this man seemed to be unkind and cruel it would seem that this was a face he presented to the people over whom he had authority, this man was making great sacrifices to the side of light.

"…you may attempt to make the potion in the methods from your homelands…we will test them at the end of this lesson"

Legolas returned to his elm bark, his mind still resting upon the man whom had just departed, this man had once been a wicked man one as wicked as an orc, but in some way he had been able to turn his back on the dark and aid the light, there were few humans who had the strength of will to perform acts such as these, as a creature of light Legolas found that the knowledge that this man was able to resist the easy path…

~mellon nin, of what do you think? You are too quiet~

~I was thinking mellon nin upon the situation on with the master of this class is resting~

~what situation would that be?~

~he is a spy…but not one of the normal making, he works for the side of light~

He turned to Aragorn to view the look of disbelief that had spread across the man's face

~people such as that are as rare as mithrel~

~Mellon nin, of this I know~

Looking to their sleeping draught he saw that it was almost prepared

~they have not altheas in their supplies~

~have you any in your pouch? ~

~nay…we will be unable to finish the potion~

~despair not Mellon nin…you are fortunate that I have some…~

From his boots he drew forth a canvas roll and extracted a single leaf

~do you remember for what I am called Greenleaf? ~

~how could I forget, mellon nin~

the leaf in his hand swelled until it seemed that it had once recently been plucked from its shrub having done this he placed the leaf in the green potion that was simmering gently, this done the potion turn a plain pure white.

~now mellon nin all that must be done is to wait for the wizards to finish~

a short while later it seemed that the wizards had finally finished their potions, although some looked and smelt extremely wrong, a stream of people passed them and headed up to the teachers desk, the flasks placed upon the professor's desk varied in colour from midnight blue to the colour of a maidens cheek.

"…now we have to perform a test to find out whose recipe is best…"

the hook nosed man pulled forth a midnight blue sample after doing so he ran a thin white finger down the piece of parchment, he lip curled in an evil smirk "Thundril" Legolas jumped at the mention of his father's name, then remembered the strange custom of calling the students by the name of their fathers, he alighted from his seat and made his solitary way to the front of the room to take the flask from the pale hand that presented it to him.

The potion slipped down his throat with a soothing feeling like that of honey, he was little surprised when the potion made no effect upon his conscious state, once the man had removed the look of shock from his face he spoke quietly

"now…drink your own potion" he presented the flask full of white liquid

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Harry watched Legolas drain Malfoy's potion sample and guessed from the gasp of shock that was coming from Hermione that Legolas had preformed the impossible, this guess was strengthen by the incredulous look on his potions masters face.

He now watched as Legolas was handed his own potion, it seemed that Legolas was far more wary of this potion as he took but a sip.

The class held its breath waiting for some sort of change to come over the person in front of them, when none came the Sytherins started to chuckle,

"well…well it would seem that your potion did not work either" drawled snape

Harry was surprised to see that Aragorn was staring as snape as though the man had just said that the sky was green.

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Aragorn looked once more at Legolas, yes he was definitely asleep, he turned to the teacher and queried,

"why do you say that my friend sleeps not?"

"well…Arathon, you will find that a basic requirement of sleeping is that the eyes are closed"

"my friend sleeps not with his eyes closed"

"stop fooling around boy"

"boy…you think of me as a boy?"

"no I am talking to Thundril not you"

"you waste your time, he will sleep for at least a light hour" this man must be incredibly stupid if he could not see that Legolas was asleep.

"talk in normal time lengths for heavens sake, how long until he responds?"

"I have already told you…"

"Arathon stop fooling around or you will be in detention from now until Christmas"

"what is Christmas? Is it the ending of this world? For that world seem to far away for any…"

"be silent, Thundril go back to your seat, or you will be serving detention until the day you die"

"then poor Legolas would probably be here…"

"be silent or much I force you?"

"I can awaken him in a shorter time than I said before if you wish me to…"

"I told you to…how?"

"it is a method that my brothers have been using on me for a very long time, it is fail safe"

"then be quick about it"

Aragorn laughed quietly to himself, then turned he to Hermione, whom he knew to be very good at incantations

"who you conjure a large feather pillow"

the child looked somewhat bewildered but none the less did as he requested, thus laden with is load he went up to stand near to Legolas

"are you sure this will work" drawled the voice of a blonde hair boy who sat near to the front of the class "what are you going to do? Hit him over the head with it?"

Aragorn hoisted the pillow to a position from which he could swing the feather weighted bag down on to the elf's head, he nodded his head to confirm his action and brought the pillow down.

~go kiss an orc you stupid human idiot~

~you always liked being woken like that~

~sorry, I seem to have a problem with being woken like that~

~how else was I to wake you? ~

~I can think…. ~

"speak in English"

they spun around to see a livid teacher bearing down on them, it seemed that the elf had fought in too many battles for he immediately used the first weapon to hand which in this case was the dreamless sleep potion, this he threw at the potions master, from behind him Aragorn heard Hermione scream a spell which was evidently meant to get rid of the potion, unfortunately it only managed to remove the glass flask. Aragorn watched just a little worried as the teacher sank to the floor and started to snore. After a short shocked silence there was the sound of cheering from behind them, Aragorn turned around to see that half of the class was rejoicing in the down fall of the teacher

"what have you done to him? You had better bring him back or else…" Aragorn turned to see the blonde haired boy who had commented on his wakening methods

"or else what? Do want me to wake him? He will wake soon anyway"

the bell for the end to the lesson rang, all of the class hurried out accompanied by Aragorn and Legolas

"mate, are you sure you should have left Snape on the floor?"

"it is probably not wise…but I doubt that he would have wanted me to awaken him…we are lucky that the dreamless sleep potion causes mortals to lose their memory for a light hour before the potion was taken"

"That's lucky mate…come on its care of magical creatures after lunch"

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Twin kats I have found the reason as to why you find the word order hard to cope with, it is all written in old fashioned order, like Jane Austen…people were complaining that the characters were to American…I am sorry if the word order is difficult to read but it is supposed to create a something or other about the story

ElvenQueenWren (too lazy to log in) thank you very much

Boogalaga thank you…I sort of used your idea in this chapter

Pussin boots…firstly boogalaga said hi…I would that you were my English teacher!

Jessie Malfoy sorry I am trying to make this seem…um authentic, I am attempting to follow tolkens style, I find it a little like jane austen

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