Heeerrreee's Johnny!! Err…I mean Nikki! Had a great vacation and am glad to be back! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I, as always, really really appreciate your reviews!
HalandLeg4ever: Yay! I'm glad u like! I know how u feel cuz I luv hp/lotr fics too…which is probably why I wrote this! Enjoy!
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Demon-heiress- Mwahaha! I luv describing Lego-luv, not as much as I like looking at 'im…he he he! Wow, I didn't know so many peeps liked hp/lotr fics! Enjoy!
Odd-I-See: Well you're just full of good things to say about my fic aren't you…me like you! And don't worry, you may see a few dude's in my lil side bars, but you won't see one of my elves saying it! Yeah, I don't see Harry as a "perfect god" as you say it either…cuz he's not! I was just kinda trying to continue his angstyness from OOTP…thanks for noticing! He he he, I luved writing that part about Dumbledore being asked to leave…mwahaha that was fun! I guess I was trying to show that Lego may look young, but he still has authority and wisdom beyond even Dumbledore…that plus I thought it would be a crack up!
Vampire Child- Yeah, Harry has a lot to deal with…poor guy…but I am actually gonna try to show some of the Lego-Aragorn friendship in my Lego-Harry friendship, I think there are a lot of similarities there…they both have responsibilities they don't really want and Lego is there to kinda guide and help. As for Draco…mahaha, I think you'll like this chappie!
Koroshia*Kuro: I am so loving lots of reviews for my ficcy! Don't fret, I'll try not to add too much to Harry's plate at this point….try being the operative word of course, mwahaha!
Saki: Exactly, deeper into the plot! This is probably going to be quite a long fic, and I don't want it to be too serious, so the rest of the plot might be exposed a little slower…hope that's okay. He he he confuzzled…I personally use cornfuzed…Your worries about Lego being all adult-ish and not joining the fun can end here! Lego may 40-ish according to the correct amount of age or whatever, but in writing this fic I imagine him still young, excitable and ready to join in the mischief! Lego getting into it with Umbridge was one of the main reasons I even wanted to write this fic, so don't worry about that! Oh, and thanks for reading and reviewing Animosity, that was my first LOTR fic and it was far from perfect, but I kinda like it!
WeaslyTwinsLover1112: Yep more elves! I said to myself, "as much as I think otherwise, Lego is not the only elf in this story Nikki, so you have to add the others in too!" yeah I talk to myself….anyway, thanks for reviewing again and you might want to look for some weasly twin mischief in the coming chapters!
Minerva of Tortall: OMG yes!! He was utterly and wonderfly gorgeous! ::drool:: and johnny depp was completely great! He was absolutely hill-air-e-us!! I've seen it 3 times so far and plan on going again this week! Yes, as to your review of my fic: you are freakin great! You don't know how much I luv when people complement my writing, seriously, it makes me all warm and fuzzy inside! He he he…I had to add that lil bit bout Hermione, just couldn't resist!! I hope you keep only loving it!! Yay!
Chapter 4
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," murmered the greasy Professor Snape almost gleefully as his beady eyes targeted his least favorite student's empty seat, "It seems the famous Harry Potter feels he is high enough above the rules that he need not attend the first potions class of the year." While the unpopular instructor despised Harry with a deep and lasting loathing and the boy's absence itself was enough to brighten Snape's day, it also provided a chance for the professor to punish the tardy student, one of Snape's most highly enjoyed pastimes.
"It appears I have no choice but to deduct 10 points from Gryffindor," smirked Snape, to the delight of the Slytherin students, chiefly Draco Malfoy, and dejection of Harry's fellow Gryffindors.
As the words left the Potions master's lips, who should waltz through the class doors but Harry Potter himself.
"Sorry I'm late, professor, but…" began Harry before he was cut off by his professor.
"No excuses this time, Potter. I have just moments ago deducted 10 points from Gryffindor for your tardy behavior and 10 points it shall remain. Now take your seat before I increase that amount."
"So sorry, professor, but you shall not be deducting any points from Gryffindor on account of Harry's slightly delayed entrance," said Legolas as he stepped out of the shadows in which he had hidden himself while taking note of Snape's obviously vindictive attitude toward Harry.
Angered both by the elf's intrusion and the fact that he had in one moment taken all of his student's attention, "You're that elf. You may be the Headmaster's esteemed guest," sneered the professor sarcastically, "but you do not have the authority to decide when a teacher can and cannot deduct points from a house. I suggest you leave this class at once," cried Snape, and for some reason unknown even to himself, the normally cool and collected wizard was almost trembling with anger at this stranger.
His face once again becoming that marble mask he had worn on his first experience with the students of Hogwarts in the Great Hall, Legolas looked directly into the man's eyes and said in a frightening voice contrary to his elegant features, "I would suggest that those who do not know with whom they speak choose their words much more carefully. You may believe that you are superior to me, Severus Snape, but you know not my true capabilities."
Quickly looking away from the intimidating figure before him, his face pale and eyes shifting uncomfortably, Snape had the queer feeling that he was the only one in the room who had heard that last line of dialogue.
'That should keep that fool at bay for some time,' thought the elf pleasantly before replacing his fearful countenance with a bright, enchanting smile.
"Professor," continued Legolas in a much easier, almost sing-songy, tone, "I was certainly not attempting to undermine your authority as an educator of the youth. You did not allow me to finish my explanation," scolded the prince, to the great amusement of the majority of the potions class. "Harry was late because he was being held in a dreadfully dull meeting with both your revered Headmaster and me, is that not the case Harry Potter?"
"Yeah," began Harry cautiously, a bit bewildered as to what about this tall but lithe elf had so frightened the impenetrable Snape. "Yeah, that's where I was professor."
"Very well then Potter, no points from Gryffindor." Amid boo's from the Slytherin group and cheers from their rivals, Harry and Hermione both caught a still pale Snape glancing quickly at his elvish intimidator, as if checking to be sure his ruling was passable with the elf.
Noticing that Hermione also saw Snape's curious behavior, Harry looked at her questioningly, after all, Hermione has always been known for knowing the answer. Yet it appeared the seeming Wonder-girl of Hogwarts was none the wiser in this case.
"That's enough! Everyone quiet!" yelled Snape, attempting to regain control of his now rather unruly class. "I have already given instruction for this potion and I expect to see it completed by the end of class, no matter the intrusions."
Snape undoubtedly intended these remarks to serve as a dismissal for the, in his opinion, bothersome elf, yet the aforementioned elf obviously had other plans. Instead of moving towards the door, Legolas moved over to Harry, Hermione and Ron's table and showed no signs of preparing to leave any time soon. His mouth agape and brow furrowed in anger, Snape managed to say, "Was there anything else that you needed, elf?"
Laughing cheerfully while turning to face his agressor, Legolas said, "First of all, my name is Prince Legolas Thranduilion of Eryn Lasgalen, not elf," laughing at the look of shock at the enlightenment as to who exactly the elf is on the clammy face of one Professor Snape, Legolas continued, "Secondly, Professor Dumbledore has given me permission to sit in on any class I wish. I do know how badly you wish I would leave, but it is simply not to be."
Seeing red at the fact that he had just been openly insulted, in front of his students no less, and knew full well he could do nothing about it, Professor Snape turned from the four-some in a fluttering of black robes and marched to the opposite end of the room.
While Ron and Harry thumped Legolas on the back for an excellent job of tormenting their least favorite instructor, Hermione bit her lip and, staring at the elf, thought, " Prince Legolas Thranduilion of Eryn Lasgalen…where have I heard that before?"
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Later that night, Gryffindor Common Room
In a world of wizards, and simply people like the overly mischievous Fred and George Weasly, it is common knowledge that peaceable quiet is not to be expected for long periods of time. Harry and Ron know this, of course, and would not have been at all surprised if their quiet game of wizards chess was interrupted by a scream, a fountain of orange and purple sparks, or even a person flying through the air, however they certainly were not expecting the mild-mannered Hermione to barge into the room and slam a rather large and apparently heavy book right on the chess board.
Ignoring the jeers of the unhappy chessmen now lying in various positions throughout the room, Hermione smiled triumphantly and cried, "That is where I have heard of him before!"
Only now reviving from the shock of Hermione's strange, and quite violent really, behavior, Harry managed to inquire as to what in the world Hermione meant while Ron swore and ranted at the witch for so abusing his poor chess pieces.
"Oh Ron do be quiet and allow me to explain my findings to the two of you," sighed Hermione as she took a seat.
"Stupid girl….my chess…all over…can't believe…" muttered Ron incoherently as he righted his pieced and sat beside Hermione.
"You will not believe what I have just confirmed," began Hermione excitedly.
"Why don't you let us be the judge of what we will and will not believe, eh?" asked Ron, still testy from the chess incident.
"Ron, shut up," said Harry once again playing the peace keeper between his friends, "Please continue Hermione."
"Thank you Harry," said Hermione pointedly, ignoring Ron's deep scowl. "You do recall the incident between Professor Snape and Prince Legolas in Potions, do you not?"
Laughing at the fond memory, Ron remarked, "Remember? Why that was the best class I've ever had. The look on Snape's greasy face…"
"Anyway, when Legolas said that his full name was Prince Legolas Thranduilion of Eryn Lasgalen, it clicked in my mind. I knew I had heard it before, I just didn't know where."
"So where had you heard it from?" asked Harry, he and Ron both leaning in, forgetting the insulted chess pieces for a moment.
Lifting the book onto her lap with a bit of a grunt, Hermione showed her friends the cover of the large text.
"The History of Middle Earth By J.R.R. Tolkien…"read Ron, "You read that?! And where's Middle Earth?"
"One, no, I simply came across it before and skimmed through a few chapters, and two it's more of a when then a where actually. According to this, Legolas was not only the prince of a great elvish civilization, but also once took part in a quest to rid the world from evil, from a Dark Lord at that."
"So that's what he was talking about earlier…"murmured Harry to himself.
"When did all this happen? Couldn't have been too long ago, the guy is probably only a few years older than us and I don't recall ever hearing about anything like that."
"That's no small wonder. This quest took place thousands of years ago," said Hermione in a awestruck voice.
A wide grin covering his face, Ron exclaimed, "Then you were wrong! They are immortal aren't they! Wait until I tell Professor McGonagall!" Hermione's expression quickly lost it's happiness as she and Ron began to bicker once more.
Suddenly, with a shockingly luminous burst of color and an resounding roar, what appeared to be a full-size dragon tore around the room, clothed in brilliant scales of orange and red, sparks flying at all angles. The once quiet scene was instantly chaotic as Gryffindors ran for cover screaming "Dragon! A Dragon is attacking us!" One 7th year boy pushed his girlfriend out of the way while he dove under a table sobbing. Yet the dragon's stay was brief. Within a few moments it had exploded into millions of droplets of color, shining like so many crystals caught in the rays of the noon sun, filling the room with light, beauty, and, mostly, sound. As the students slowly unfolded themselves from their fetal positions under tables, desks and chairs, they realized that if you caught several sparks of color in the palm of your hand they would pool in swirls of red, yellow and orange. So beautiful were the results of the dragon that most of the Gryffindors were not even angry when Fred and George Weasly bound into the room laughing and leaping, obviously pleased at their success.
However, Hermione is not one to forgive easily. Marching up to the twins she demanded to know what had just taken place.
"It wasn't only our idea Hermione!" Fred between laughs. "Yeah," added his twin, "We would admit if this one was ours Hermione, but sadly it wasn't. We just helped."
"Oh," asked the young witch skeptically, "Then just who, pray tell, did propose that little prank?"
"Twas I, M'lady," cried a musical voice from behind. Turning quickly she was surprised to see none other than Prince Legolas himself. "I must confess that I am responsible, though I certainly do not regret it!" drawing closer to the girl, Legolas grinned and, turning up his elvish charm, said, "Can you find it in your heart to forgive my rash actions?"
Naturally, Hermione could only think to blush and nod slowly in return. Even her brains were no match for the charm of an elvish prince. As the group, now including Legolas and the twins, moved to sit once more, Harry and Ron begged to be told what that dragon was and how it had been created so wonderfully.
While the twins laughed heartily, Legolas smiled sadly and answered, "Simply fireworks, young wizards. I was once taught how to make wonderous creations by an old friend I knew as Mithrandir. As a matter of fact, he was a wizard as well." The others quieted as Legolas stared into the fire, obviously lost in thought, but Ron, never being quite in tune with the emotions of others, loudly asked, "What happened to that wizard? Did he die or something? Oww!" Legolas smiled as Ron rubbed the spot on his shin where both Hermione and George had kicked him.
"It's all right. Yes, Ron, he faded. Elves are an immortal race," here Ron shot a knowing glance at Hermione and received yet another kick, "Though others consider this a blessing, and it certainly is, it is also very hard for elves, who create such strong bonds to those they love, to then loose those loved ones to death."
Deciding that a change of subject was due, Hermione brought up the subject of Legolas' involvement in that ancient quest.
Taking the large book easily, Legolas smiled and murmured, "Ah, Tolkien. He was a good man and an excellent historian. I talked with him before he wrote this, he truly was a worthy human."
Fred, always looking for a good story, said, "Well, what about this quest then? Are you going to tell us or force us to read that rather large and nasty looking book there?"
Though Hermione looked shocked that he would prefer not to read the, in her opinion, deliciously thick text, Legolas chuckled understandingly and began to tell the his tale.
"One might say the quest truly began far before the races of the world ever came together in council, before great men and elves marched to battle with banners flying high against a dark sky; it began with a curious little creature known as a Hobbit, one Bilbo Baggins…"
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Nother chappie done! Woo hoo! Hope you guys like it ::bites fingers nervously:: please like it! Just in case you don't get the picture by my description, imagine the dragon like the one in the movie, ya know, during Bilbo's party when Pippin and Merry get in trouble…So yeah, any comments and constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated! Plz review!!