Sorry about the slow updates … little changes added… writer block! And also very busy!
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A New Adventure –Adaptation 1
The life in the modern world was not easy, on the first three to four months he watched man and women going on their usual business- rushing to and fro between work and home.
Slowly catching up on the way they talk, think, dress and also the way they carry themselves.
Strange words that probably only used as ways of expressions, and he also come across foreign languages that were quite different form any languages that he had ever heard of.
He's also picking up on their styles of clothing, mostly suits and shirts with 'jeans' and other kind of pants. Women dressed a lot more revealing than he could've ever imagine, and he rarely, if ever seen any wear long, elaborate dresses like those of Middle Earth. Man's hair was cut very short, for some at lease, shorter than that of Rohan for Gondor. Sometimes even women have really short hair. Occasionally some have hair with surprising colors- green, blue…
Legolas studies their postures when they are standing, sitting, moving…
He was also quite fascinated with their exotic food. Diet consists of so many verities.
Some have strange drawing on the hands, arms… and pricings in very unexpected places- nose, lips, tongue…
He has long since decided that he must try and mangle into the human society. That's the only way that he could discover the way back home.
In the months of observation he noticed another thing, the human have to distinctive groups: the magical- istar like and the non-magical ones that the other refer to as muggles. The wizard's and witch's way of living somehow feels a little bit more familiar than the muggles. But it seems to be that he is the only one that saw the places they go, the strange way that they seems to popping in and out form nowhere. The muggles folks seem not to notice or even believe the existence of the magical. And it is the wizards that he considered as the ones who have bought him to this world.
The first thing he must do is to be able to walk among them "unseen" merge into the muggle world would be his first challenge of adapting to this new environment.
(But there is a problem, how was he to be able to get money, he can't took up a job, and he doesn't have any valuables to sell, or does he… lol)
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It's the last day of February, the weather was unsurprisingly still quite cold. Fudge was sitting in his office at the ministry of magic.
Just another good-old day at work, Fudge mused. another day of hunting down Death Eaters and fearing for one's own life.
Couldn't the Death Eaters just caught some disease and all dies, or a feud between themselves and kill each other off! That would save him a lot of headache.
The aurors are again out trying to catch a few unlucky few.
There is a pile of possible Death Eater sightings that he has to investigate. Fudge look upon the thick pile of parchment on his desk. He sighed and lazily picked up the first one from the top.
Why is he looking over this stuff anyways, he thought. Most of these would be overacting citizens bombshelling unknown strangers and has no use to them what so ever.
Maybe just one more, and then I can take a break.
Short chubby fingers picked up another document- a clipping form today's muggle newspaper. He finished reading through the short passage cut form some unnoticed corner of a London newspaper. Raised his head, they could use a few more "successful captures".
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The Aurors watched stunned as the figure only stumbled for .001(..lol..) Seconds and then continual on without hindrance.
How could that be, the Death Eater have been agile, very agile in fact, but that last spell hits true. He should be lying unconscious on the ground by their feet.
After the order form Fudge they've been searching this area for a week and finally on the last day they've sight the mysterious stranger. Dressed in a cloak, face hidden, clearly another typical Death Eater.
Though now think about it, the cloak was a bit strange. Not totally black as other Death Eaters wear, but seems to change color.
When they finally cornered him, and that's after a two mile chase with reinforcements apparating all over the place. They fired spell after spell, he dogged them all except one, but what happened next no one have expected, he just shag it off and kept going and disappeared into the forest.
After that encounter they have been combing the place, practically turning over every inch of the ground. But the person seems to vanish without a trace.
Could this be evil doings of Voldemort, was he trying to produce a spell-proof army! Only the thought was enough to freeze their blood.
For months afterward they searched and come back empty handed, they have no choice but to retreat.
They leave with a heavy heart and a shadow in the back of their mind.
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again sorry for the long update… I'm cutting scenes from this part… or it might still take quite awhile until Harry/Legolas met… excited to get there…
thanks for the reviews everybody ... ye