My my my, aren't we all so complimentary? He he he, I like you guys that way! OMG! Who has seen Pirates of the Caribbean? Wasn't Orlando Bloom so terribly hot!! Anyone who hasn't seen it definitely has to, I really enjoyed it, Johnny Depp was hilarious…yeah now that I've had my little movie review, let us continue…
Desertwren- No, thank you!! Thankx for both of your reviews, and sorry about the slash thing, but I'm glad you're still sticking with me! "simply loving this" Agh! I can't believe it! Thankx for your great review and I hope you enjoy!
Kitty- Thankx for your imput! Don't worry, I certainly won't just stick them in everywhere, but when I was reading Ootp I kept thinking about how much I want the elves to insult Umbridge somewhere, so that's why they are in the 5th year. But I have some stuff planned, and I think you'll like it, he he he, so stick with it to find out! Thankx again for another great review!
Saki- stop, you're making me blush! Wait, no I was just kidding don't stop! He he he, wow 10/10? I knew AP English would benefit me someday. Hope you enjoy!
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WeasleyTwinsLover1112- He he he, Malfoy…what a stupid-head. Glad you loved my chappies, hope you feel the same about this one!
Angel 1- Thank you thank you thank you thank you! I dunno about actually bringing them in, but I'll try to have Legolas tell stories about them or something, you like? Hope you enjoy this chappie!
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Odd-I-see- He he he, ya lego just has a great sense of humor ::sigh:: he's got it all…umm where was I? He he he, there will most definitely be a lego-umbridge confrontation at some point, no worries about that! Thanks again!
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Chapter 3
'Do not fear, for the light of the elves will not hide at the threat of darkness…' Though it had been several hours since Harry brief experience with the Prince of Mirkwood, the otherworldly creature's cryptic words continued to run through the young wizard's mind. While the rest of the hall would attest to only having heard a few words pass between the two, in that short period the elf had bombarded the boy's mind with dozens of reassurances, seeming riddles, and other enigmas. Legolas' purpose may have been to assure Harry that he was indeed an ally, but his elvish way of doing so merely served to further the teen's confusion.
Startled by a folded scrap of parchment which appeared to have been thrown over by Ron, Harry glanced quickly at his friend before unfolding the note.
'Harry-
What's wrong, mate? You have the same look on your face as Neville does in Potions- Ron'
Harry laughed quietly and began to scribble a response to his friend when he became aware of an eerie silence suddenly falling over his Transfiguration class. Looking quickly to his right, he saw a pale Ron gripping the edge of his desk and staring straight ahead. Turning to his right Harry saw the fearful figure of his teacher, Professor McGonagall, staring down at Harry.
"I do believe I asked you a question, Mr. Potter," began the professor in a high wavering voice. Groaning as he was caught off guard for the second time in one day, Harry made a quick oath to pay more attention to what was going on the world around him.
"Er…you see Professor…I was simply thinking about…the elves," said Harry truthfully, "I reckoned a professor of your regard and…esteem… would know a lot about them." Apparently he decided a bit of flattery never hurt either.
Rushing to her friend's aide at the exasperated look on the deputy headmistress' face, Hermione chimed in saying, "Oh yes, Professor McGonagall, I was also wondering about them. None of my books have ever mentioned elves like these."
Emboldened by Hermione's remarks, the rest of the class broke out in a chorus of "Oh yes, Professor!" and "Please, do tell!"
Raising her hands in defeat and making her way to the front of the room, causing an audible sigh of relief from one Harry Potter, the professor conceded, "Very well, very well, I shall tell you all I know though it is not much."
The class leaned forward in anticipation as their instructor began her tale.
"Not many now alive know very much about these true elves, as they are referred to, not even Dumbledore knows the extent of their abilities and history. All of our information on these beings in gleaned from extremely old texts, many of which are written in a strange language most assume to be elvish. True elves are described as mysterious, wise, long of limb and fair of face," pausing as if to recall more information the professor continued, saying, "I recall a rumor that these beings are actually immortal."
While the other students 'oooed' and 'ahhhed' over that relevation, the ever logical Hermione simply said, "Now really, professor. Immortal? That is simply ridiculous."
It was Hermione's turn to gulp uncomfortably as the intimidating witch advanced toward her. "You may be the top student of your year, Miss Granger, but do not be so foolish as to think you know all of the secrets of the world.. Class is dismissed."
As the threesome made their way out to Care of Magical Creatures, Ron and Hermione continued to discuss her behavior in Transfiguration.
"For the last time, Ron," cried Hermione, "I certainly did not call Professor McGonagall ridiculous!"
"Hermione, we all heard you! What were you thinking?"
Attempting to calm herself, Hermione carefully said, "I was merely stating that the idea that any beings, be they human or otherwise, could be immortal is ridiculous, not that McGonagall herself was ridiculous." Expecting Ron to answer back with some less than witty retort, Hermione was surprised when she looked up and saw both him and Harry simply staring in front of them. In fact, all of the boys around her were doing the same. Following their eyes for an answer to their strange behavior, she was surprised to find yet another elf standing where the Care of Magical Creatures class was usually held. The only difference with this elf, however, was that it was only too obviously a female of the species.
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Gilethiel, an elven beauty even by elvish standards, smiled at the looks on the human's faces. She had volunteered to take the position as substitute instructor when she overheard two professors speaking of a need for one. As one of the oldest elves on Earth, Gilethiel had long ago been close to the wizard Mithrandir, and it warmed her heart to see so very many young humans following that path. However, as her ice blue eyes scanned her class, she also noted darkness in the hearts of too many present. Remembering Saruman's horrible deeds, Gilethiel knew the danger of magic in hands which would strive for evil and greed.
"May the stars shine upon our meeting, young ones. I am called Lady Gilethiel, and I shall be your instructor until other arrangements can be made," began the elf-maid in a sweet, softly chiming voice.
"Dumbledore approved of this?" asked a Gryffindor girl angrily, as her boyfriend was now staring at Gilethiel in open adoration.
"I assure you, your headmaster approved whole-heartedly. Yet as I only aquired this position this morning, I have not had time to make preparations, therefore we shall have no lesson today."
The class cheered and all were beginning to leave when Gilethiel suddenly laughed, an enchanting music which gained the attention of every student. "Forgive me if I indicated that your class time had expired, for that was not the message I wished to impart to you. Instead, I thought we might take the time to learn from each other. I would be only too glad to answer questions you may have concerning my race. Would plan of action be acceptable to all?" Smiling once more at the emphatic nods from almost everyone present, the beautiful elf settled into a sitting position on the grass and called the students to sit around her. Yet while the vast majority complied, a select few Slytherins stood in the back, scowling angrily in the direction of the elf-maiden. "Will you not join us?" asked Gilethiel politely.
When the group refused to answer and only deepened their seemingly permanent scowls, Gilethiel understood.
"Ahh," she said, "you must be the ones who insulted our race before Legolas." The students held their breath as they expected Gilethiel to burst out in rage. They were surprised to see only pity and sadness gracing the fair creature's features.
"So much hate and darkness in ones so young," Gilethiel murmured softly, more to herself than to Draco and his friends or even the class sitting around her. Her attention was taken off of the rebellious students as she turned to see a figure advancing gracefully toward the sitting group. Her students turned with her and watched as an elf they had not yet seen made his way to the class.
While he had neither beauty or nobility of Legolas, the young witches and wizards watched him with admiring eyes and waited for him to speak.
"Yes, Keladon," asked Gilethiel joyfully when the young elf finally reached his target, "What brings you to the Care of Magical Creatures class?"
Yet uncomfortable around the staring eyes of the humans, Keladon looked only at Gilethiel when he spoke. "Legolas wishes that a human named Harry Potter would join the man Dumbledore and his highness for a short conference."
Shifting her vision to the one called Harry Potter, Giletheil smiled in assurance at the apparently startled young lad and said, "You are called forth Harry Potter. The wise move quickly and without haste when beckoned to a council."
Gathering his things quickly, Harry shared a wondering look with his two friends and turned to follow the elf Gilethiel referred to as Keladon up to the castle.
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Legolas sat quietly in the Head Office, petting the phoenix Fawkes softly. The brilliantly colored bird had flown to the elf as soon as he had stepped foot in the room and refused to move, such was the love of elves inherent in all good animals. Legolas and Professor Dumbledore sat in companionable silence as they waited for Harry Potter to arrive, Legolas looking over the interesting room and Dumbledore biting back the plethora of questions he had for the elf. Yet this was not the time for answers to curious questions. The matter at hand was most serious.
The silence was broken by the creaking of the door as Harry stepped cautiously into the room.
"You…er…someone called for me?" asked Harry, unnerved by the presence of the elf who had hours ago entered his mind.
"Peace, young wizard," began Legolas soothingly, "If we have not the trust of our allies, how can an alliance ever exist?"
"What do you mean?" asked Harry in a slightly angry tone. "I have had a very frustrating summer and all of this mystery about not fearing you, alliances, everything you told me this morning is really really irritating."
Legolas laughed softly, and Harry, thinking that the fair creature was making fun of him, became even angrier.
"What do you want with me? Why are you here? Answer me now!" exploded Harry. Though his anger did not wipe the smile off of the elf's face, it did certainly prove to irritate the old wizard.
"Harry, please, Legolas is our guest. I will not have you speak to him thusly," rebuked Dumbledore.
Raising his hand as if to silence the old man, Legolas said, "Nay friend. Allow the boy to speak his mind. Actually," the elf said with a smile, "It would be well if you had other, more pressing appointments to which you must attend, professor."
"I see, well then, I will see if Professor Umbridge is settling in comfortably," said Dumbledore as he made his way out of the office.
Now turning his attention to the young boy standing defiantly before him, Legolas began to speak, " Evil has had many names throughout history, though always characterized by deceit, hatred, greed, treachery, lust and countless other equitable synonyms. Whether it was known as Melkor, Sauron, or even Lucifer, this presence, this darkness, wreaks havoc on all who cross it's path."
"I know what evil is," interrupted Harry angrily, "I have fought against it! Don't think that you can tell me anything about evil."
"You presume too much young wizard, if you believe you are the only one who has fought against a Dark Lord," replied Legolas, growing weary of Harry's nasty attitude. The elf prince sighed in response to the look of confusion on Harry's face. "Yes, I know of your battles with the one you call Voldemort, or rather, the Dark Lord. I too have seen years in which a Dark Lord over takes once beautiful lands and scars them beyond repair, when once good men were twisted to this creature's will and forced to slaughter their own. I have lost loved ones at the hand of darkness," said Legolas remorsefully, thinking of his own mother's death during an orc invasion of Mirkwood.
"I'm sorry," said Harry suddenly. "I'm not usually like this, only I've had so much to deal with these past few months and…I dunno…I guess I just took it out on you."
"Yes," replied the handsome elf as he studied the human thoughtfully, "You have the fate of the world on your shoulders. There was once a beautiful and wise elf-witch named Galadriel. Her power was strong her face and soul were beautiful."
"And…" asked Harry, growing impatient once more.
"Millenia ago, before she crossed the sea to Valinor," began Legolas
"Wait, what's Valinor?"
"'Tis where elves spent eternity when they tire of this land."
"So elves are immortal!"
"Naturally," replied Legolas, as if immortality were a common occurrence.
Laughing, Harry said to himself, "Wait till I tell Hermione! She thinks she's so smart…"
"If I may continue," interrupted Legolas. "As I was saying, many millenia ago Galadriel foretold a very curious prophecy. Though I was present at the telling of said prophecy, never did it make sense until recently."
"Hold on," said Harry, a confused expression on his face, "You said that you were there when she told it, but you also said she told this prophecy or whatever millenia ago, right?"
"Yes," said an exasperated Legolas.
"But you don't look that much older than me. How old are you?"
"Older than you can fathom, little one," said Legolas with a smile while Harry scowled at being called little one. "And I fear I shall be much older by the time I tell what I must, what with your nearly constant interruptions."
"Right," said Harry sheepishly, "I'll be quiet."
"Excellent. Now, you will be interested to know of whom this prophecy foretold. According to Galadriel, an alliance would again thrive between the races of men and elves. Only with the aide of such an alliance would the boy who already holds the power to destroy this new evil actually be able to fulfill his destiny." Drawing closer to Harry, Legolas looked the wizard directly in the eye and said in a strong voice, "You are that boy Harry Potter, and as I did so many years ago, I pledge my allegiance to the one who hold's the key to the destruction of evil on Arda."
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I hope you guys liked this one as much as the previous 2, it was much harder for me to write for some reason. As always, I appreciate any input as to what you would like to see happen (though there will be no slash, sorry). Also, I would like to know when it is most convenient for me to post new chapters, if there are any requests I would gladly oblige. That's it. Reviews! I need them badly! (think Clifford with the chocolate thingy, gawd I love that movie)