Prince of the Elves
Chapter two
By: Princessoferynlasagalen91
Summary:
Draco Malfoy has always prided himself for being a Malfoy and a pureblood. That's until he finds out he isn't a pureblood. But what's better than being a pureblooded wizard? How about a pureblooded Elf?
When brought back to Eryn Lasgalen, he is met up with the challenges of fulfilling his duties as a prince of Eryn Lasgalen, as well as learning to confide and trust in his new family.
LOTR/HP crossover Pairings: Hp/Dm A/L
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings. The only thing I own is the plot and Lucien's cute brothers- Asalen and Anael. Just love those names!
PS: Thanks to my reviewers for reviewing, lolxz, I just love you guys!
As the morning sun peaked over the mountain tops, a lone figure stood upon Eryn Lasgalen's combat field. Quickly and carefully, he pulled out his Ada's twin knives and began his daily training. Ever since the golden-haired prince return home, he was immediately started on his training as a fighter. Whereas his older brother Asalen was a diplomat and Anael was a healer, Lucien was born for combat. Taking after both his parents in skill and accurency, he was the perfect fighter. In only one year's time, he had mastered swordplay (taking after his father) and the use of the bow and knives (taking after his Ada). But to hone those skills, his daily routine consisted of three hours of training with the knives in the morning, two hours training with the bow throughout the day, and three hours training with the sword in the evening- even when he was in Hogwarts. And no matter how hard or difficult training was, he never gave up. Because he knew that Eryn Lasgalen needed her prince. After sixteen years without a military leader, their warrior prince was back...
When the sun reached it's rightful place in the sky, the golden-haired elf sleathed his knives and sat down on the brown earth. His elven ears picked up footsteps coming his way.
"Asalen." He acknowledged.
"Gwador-nin." His brother replied.
"What are you doing out here?" Lucien inquired.
"Is watching my little brother train a crime now-a-days?" Asalen replied with a smile.
"I'm just not used to people watching me." He said, head bowed.
"You need not be afraid of me or our family." Asalen said.
Lucien turned to his brother and gave him a weak smile.
"It's hard to believe sometimes, you know? All my life I've lived with the belief that I would never be loved. It's hard to comprehend the fact that I have a loving family."
"I knew we should've taken you away from that place you called home a long time ago." Asalen said, his voice laced with guilt. "You don't deserve to be treated like that."
"Don't blame yourself over something you couldn't have controlled." Lucien said, trying to assure his brother.
"We had to, Lucien, only those human healers could've saved you." Asalen whispered. "We're just so glad you're back. All those years, Ada was heartbroken to know what that bastard did to you."
"But now I'm back and Eryn Lasgalen has her prince once again." Lucien said, voice cold from the mere mention of Lucius.
"You don't have to train so hard, Lucien. Our people don't expect you to be out on the battlefields once you are returned to your rightful home." Asalen said reassuringly.
"It is still my duty. In my other life, I was a coward; a spoiled brat. I refuse to be that person again." Lucien said with contempt.
"I'm so sorry, Lucien. As your older brother, I was supposed to protect you. I did no such thing."
Lucien smiled at his brother's words. "You know, I used to have my doubts about fitting in here in this family. But now I know, no matter how little time we've known each other, I am loved."
"You always will be loved, Lucien. I'm just so sorry for not being there to help you." Asalen said, eyes averting his brothers.
"There's nothing to be sorry for, gwador-nin. You don't need to ask for my forgiveness." Lucien replied with a bright smile.
"Hannon lle."
"Gwador-nin, wake up!"
Lucien opened his silver eyes to see his second brother- Anael- inches away from his face.
"What?" He growled while getting up.
"Guess who comes today?" Anael replied, moving away from his younger brother.
Lucien glared at the raven-haired elf in front of him and asked, "Who?"
"Grandfather! He's coming to visit." Anael yelped excitedly.
A frown made it's way to Lucien's stunning face. "I have never met him before."
"That's the point! He's coming to see you." Anael replied.
"And when is he coming?" Lucien asked, getting up from the bed and walking to the bathroom attached to his bedroom.
"He's in the grand hall now." Anael said, smile clearly on his face.
"You...evil...ai! Now you tell me?" Lucien ranted before running to find presentable clothes.
"I've laid them out for you, little brother. They're on the chair."
The golden-haired turned his attention to the silver robes and concentrated on putting them on correctly. Even after all this time, he had never gotten used to the elven wardrobe.
"Brush your hair, it's a mess." Anael said helpfully.
"Oh shut up. You should've woken me earlier." Lucien growled.
"Asalen told me you woke up before dawn to practice. He said to let you sleep."
"I always wake up at dawn to practice!" Lucien yelled, pulling a brush through his golden hair quickly.
"Oh." Ever since Lucien had met his second brother, he had never seen him speechless before.
"Now lets go."
"All right!"
Lucien had to drag his brother down the stairs and to the great hall because according to him, Anael was walking way too slow. When he pushed open the grand doors of the banquet hall, he was met up with his entire family. His eyes scanned the elves within the room and fell on a blonde haired elf standing next to his Ada.
"Lucien! Good, you're here. Come meet your grandfather." His Ada, Legolas, said.
Lucien took a deep breath and made his way to the group that stood before the throne.
"Grandfather." He said with a low bow.
When he came back up he saw his grandfather watching him, as if sizing up his worth. Suddenly, he felt like he was back at Malfoy Manor and Lucius was examining him after another school year. Lucien closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.
I'm safe and I'm home. Lucius can't get to me here, I have a family to protect me now.
But no matter what he said to himself, his grandfather still reminded him of Lucius- cold and powerful.
Asalen, who noticed his distress, wrapped a comforting arm around his brother.
"What's the matter?" He whispered.
"Lucius." Lucien whispered back. "Please, make him go away."
"Legolas, the young one wants me to leave." Thranduil said, clearly amused.
"No, I'm sure that's not the case, Adar." Legolas assured, turning to look at his third son.
"What's the matter, ion-nin?" He asked Lucien.
"Grandfather's reminding him of Lucius." Asalen replied, seeing how shaken up his brother was.
"Who is Lucius?" Thranduil asked.
"His adoptive father in the mortal world. He wasn't exactly the nicest man, if you know what I mean." Lucien's other father, Aragorn, replied.
"He was abusive?" Thranduil inquired.
"Yes." Legolas replied, wrapping his son in a hug. "It's all right, you're home with your family. Everything's going to be all right."
"That man should be killed!" Thranduil exclaimed, clearly outraged.
"He's in jail, Ada." Legolas said, still holding onto his son.
"He hurt my grandson, jail's a breeze for what I want to do with him." Thranduil growled, blue eyes flashing dangeriously.
"Don't you hate me?" Lucien asked, looking up from his Ada's arms to face his grandfather.
"You're my grandson, Lucien. I know you've been away all this time, but you're still my flesh and blood. You're my greenleaf's son, and my family. I could never hate you." Thranduil said, calming down to talk to his grandson.
"Hannon lle, thank you."
As the tears started to well up in Lucien's silver hues, his grandfather wrapped his strong arms around him.
"No, thank you."
