Summary: HP/LOTR Crossover. After a 'most excellent' adventure to Rivendell, Fred and George find themselves back at Hogwarts—with one small problem. Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas are with them. Now they must find a way to send them back without losing their reputation at Hogwarts in the process.
Disclaimer: Everything mentioned that is not mine is not mine. (Duh)
Inspirational Music for Chapter: All my songs on shuffle.
Chapter Dedication: My old pair of shoes, as I just cremated them today. Yes, I'm near tears--alright alright, I guess I can dedicate it to (waves finger around and points at you) YOU! You can be dedicated to this time! Congratulations...
It wasn't long before Legolas had to escort both rather--er--plastered elven twins back to the common room. The shriek that emitted the moment a certain know-it-all saw them had the two of them in hysterics, holding onto each other as they laughed together. Elrohir himself would occasionally hiccup before laughing while Legolas shook his head.
"What happened?" Hermione demanded, eyes wide and furious as she stormed up to Legolas. "It is against Hogwarts rules for students to be drinking and especially against them to bring them into the castle!"
"I didn't read that anywhere in the rules, where was that?" Legolas questioned, raising a curious eyebrow as he boosted Elladan, who could hardly stand, onto the couch. "I looked through the rules, it wasn't stated anywhere..."
Hermione huffed, showing off her normal attitude towards those who showed any sign of ignorance. "Once again, I had a ray of hope--especially when you mentioned reading the rules. I guess I'm still the only one who has actually bothered to be curious and completely read through Hogwarts: A History. It's all in there, perhaps you should read it."
Most of Legolas was in complete shock by the way Hermione had shot at him, blinking in utter disbelief. Never had anyone, especially a respectable female, gone against him as if quipping his insolence. As a young prince, he was used to others speaking kindly to him. Even his instructors, when he was younger, would compliment a poorly made shot.
"I'm sorry, miss...but you must understand. I will not be staying here in Hogwarts for very long. I will be going back home. We didn't really think--"
"Let me guess," she cut him off, rolling her eyes lightly. "You thought that since you'd be going soon you wouldn't bother to read up on anything."
"What? I never said that..." Legolas decided to trail off, cringing under the glare he was receiving. "Look, I'm sorry. Really, I am. And if I didn't have to look after these two right now, I promise to you that I would honestly go out and borrow it from the--er--liberabo. What do you call those rooms with all the books?"
"Libraries!" Hermione practically gasped in response, and he himself was shocked that her eyes weren't falling out of her head. She looked almost as though he had slapped her, and had to take several deep breaths to calm herself, looking towards him in disbelief and ridicule. "Okay, just stand right there I'm going to go get my copy, and let you look at it. Just stay right there and try not to let your IQ level drop any lower," she declared, turning on her heel as she raced up the stairs to the girl's dormitory.
Legolas, on the other hand, could only blink once after her in amazement before muttering under his breath. "IQ...?"
1. Yes, I know it's dumb and short, but I had to bring Hermione in! Next should probably include Harry.
2. If you're wondering why I haven't put any comments to reviewers...well, that's because I don't have a server that updates fast enough, so I have to do it quick and I don't have time right now. But I love you all!