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Legolas sighed tiredly completing his rough diagram of a giant spider on the board of his fifth year class.

The past few months had been trying, the past couple weeks especially. The rumors of his fight with the spiders had spread like wild fire and horribly mutated from the truth. He heard a little first year assuring his friend that Legolas has dispatched a spider the size of the Great Hall.

Much to the elf's horror the tales had not faded from the childen's minds after a couple weeks, instead the blond prince drew the gazes and whispers of every soul he passed in Hogwart's halls. Students and even staff treated him with either awe, distrust, curiosity, or a mixture of all three.

If the renewed facination the young humans had for him wasn't torture enough Legolas had been put on probation, along with Hagrid, Trelawney was fired, and Umbridge had been attending almost all of his classes since her initial inspection. Today was a brief relief from her scorching gaze and grating voice.

Dumbledore had been driven from Hogwarts and to everyone's horror Umbridge had been appointed the new headmistress. Legolas had been locked in a silent battle of wills with the ministry women and the elf was tiring.

He was known as the warrior prince of Mirkwood. He belonged on the battlefield protecting his home not in some political power struggle with that old toad!

Another tired sigh before Legolas turned his attention back to the diagram.

"When you are dealing with spiders never attack from the front unless absolutely necessary. It's best to..." Suddenly the breath was knocked out of his chest as Legolas's face met the stone floor.

"Sneak up from behind them!" A voice cried.

"Then cut of their legs so they can't move." Legolas's felt his arm twisted behind his back but the hand was gentle and there was no pressure in the hold.

"Then just sit on them because they can't do much at this point anyway." A body dropped itself promptly on Legolas's back. Even with his face squished into the rough stone Legolas could hear the incredulous gasps and murmurs of the students clearly unsure what to do.

"Elladan! Elrohir! Get off!" The muffled voice of the prince rang out. The twins doubled over laughing before the pressure was lifted and Legolas rose to his feet glaring pointedly at the two elves now grinning like idiots at him. The twins were dressed in grey tunics matching their eyes with swords strapped to their sides. Silver circlets rested on their dark heads.

"You let us sneak up on you! I can't believe it." Elladan cried.

"I was preoccupied. It doesn't count." Legolas defended fiercely.

"You just can't sense us without the trees cheating for you." Elrohir laughed. Legolas raised an eyebrow and held up one hand dramatically.

"The time I caught you trying to tie Estel up in a tree, the time I caught you trying to sneak into my chambers in the middle of the night with a bucket of cold water, the time I stuck up on you two in Imlandris, with no trees, and threw you over the balcony." He said county on his fingers.

"Point taken." They both said hurriedly. The class was watching the exchange with wide eyes.

"Umm professor…Who are they?" Hermione asked with a timid hand raised. The twins exchanged a gleeful look.

"Professor? They're calling you professor? This is priceless, we could barely get you in the library can't imagine you as a scholar." They were laughing uncontrollably again. The blond watch the two laughing twins and smiled. They stopped seeing the vengeful twinkle in their friend's eyes.

"Class please let me introduce," He turned to the twins and did an exaggerated bow, "Lord Elladan, and Lord Elrohir, the twin sons of Lord Elrond of Imlandris." The two dark haired elves looked at Legolas in shock. They never used titles with each other unless in jest or if the occasion called for formalities.

The introduction had the expected effect. The class burst into a frenzy of questions and exited shouts.

"You two are lords?"

"You're elves right?"

"Do you live in a palace?"

"Why are you here?" The twins looked like two terrified mice trapped in a corner.

"Well Legolas does the class know that you're…" With lightning fast reflexes the prince grabbed his dark haired friend and hissed.

"If you don't want Glorfindel to find out who set Asfaloth loose in the apple orchard you won't tell anyone here I'm a prince." Satisfied with the horrified look in Elladan's eyes Legolas stepped back.

"What brings you two here though?" While delighted by their arrival Legolas was also rather perplexed.

"When we came back from our hunting trip Estel told us you had gone off on a favor for Gandalf. Imagine what we thought when we heard it was a magic school." Elladan started.

"So we decided to stop by and see how our delicate elfling was handling the menace of Edain children." Elrohir snickered.

"I'm not delicate and I'm not an elfling." The blond snarled but there was no fury in his eyes.

"Ah but to us you will always be an elfling."

"Come on mellon-nin it's only right they get to call you an elfling. You're always calling me young." Legolas whirled around a delighted grin spreading across his fair face.

"Estel mellon-nin! What are you doing here." The blond moved forward swiftly embracing the rugged looking man dressed in dark travelling clothes with shoulder length ebony hair and grey eyes lit with joy.

"I followed my brother when they told me they were visiting a certain elf who was famous for getting in trouble." The Ranger said playfully.

"My father says you, Elrohir, and Elladan corrupted me. I was perfectly fine before I met the three of you. No trouble following me everywhere I went, no Orcs trying to put an arrow through my head."

"Now that is a lie!" Elrohir cried. "Adar always said…well actually he did say Thranduil complained that we were influencing you."

"And come to think of it I'm pretty sure he agreed with him." Elladan said grimly. The class was now watching with wide eyes and open mouths, equally fascinated and baffled by the three new strangers into their classroom.

"And you Adan? What do you have to say for yourself?" Legolas asked Aragorn choosing to explain to his students later.

"I say, prissy elf, that my life was ordinary before I met you."

"And I say you attract trouble like bees to honey filthy ranger."

"Archery obsessed Eldar!"

"Stinky human." The class of fifth years watched in utter confusion as the bickering pair laughed and grasped each other's arms like brothers. Half of the students weren't following the conversation and the ones that were looked around in utter confusion.

"Are you all friends?" Harry asked.

"Brothers in all but blood." Elrohir said his voice full of conviction and loyalty.

"Have you known each other for long?" Hermione asked curiously no longer deterred by the abrupt entrance of three new strangers.

"I've known Estel since he was a child." Legolas smiled fondly recalling the memories of warm summer days and peaceful walks through Imlandris's gardens when Estel was naught but a tiny child.

"And we've known Legolas since he was an elfling."

"But then you all must be the same age…but Legolas looks younger then you." Hermione muttered pointing to the rugged Ranger clearly confused. Legolas could almost imagine the gears turning in the brunette's head as she puzzled out the enigmas before her.

"There's a lot you haven't told your students." Elrohir snickered. Legolas just groaned. He was actually hoping he could get through his time at Hogwarts without ever having to reveal his age or the immortality of elves.

"I was trying to avoid this," He said hesitantly turning to face his eager audience, "But I am close to three thousand years old, much older than Estel."

"But younger than us Tithen las." Legolas scowled at the nickname.

"But, but.." Hermione spluttered. "That's not possible."

"Hermione," Legolas explained gently "Elves are immortal. We can be slain in battle or fade from grief but otherwise elves will live forever. By the measure of my kind I am considered very young."

"Dear brother he's finally admitted it." Elladan said dramatically fainting against his brother.

"I never thought I'd see the day." Elrohir cried. Aragorn rolled his eyes at his foster brother's antics turning instead to his blond friend.

"I hear you were injured. Are you well?" He asked in a low voice. Legolas blinked in surprise.

"That was months ago how did you even find out? And I'm fine don't fuss." He added when Aragorn went into healer mode and began poking and prodding Legolas for old wounds.

"Your headmaster, Dumbledore I think, sent a letter to Rivendell. He told us what happened." The Ranger looked up an amused glint in his eyes.

"Of course only you would find a way to be attacked by poisonous spiders leagues away from Mirkwood. This proves my theory that you're the one that attracts the trouble."

"Not true." The elf hissed back.

"So are you like their servant or something?" Seamus asked Legolas gesturing to the twins. All four foreigners snapped their heads towards the student who seemed to realize he said something wrong. Elrond's sons all burst out laughing.

"I would rather face a thousand orcs then serve the spoiled elflings of Elrond." Legolas said vehemently.

"And we wouldn't want a lazy wood-elf as our servant. You would probably just sneak off and talk to trees all day anyway."

"So you really talk to trees?" Harry said. His voice was skeptical.

"My young human you are looking at the most notorious tree-friend in all of Arda. Wood-elves have a special connection with all of Yavanna's creations and Legolas especially prefers chatting with oaks rather than counselors." Elrohir explained.

"And who can blame him. Check this peace treaty, rearrange these trade agreements, they'll talk your ears off if you let them." Elladan sighed. Too caught up in the joy of seeing his three closest friends again Legolas didn't hear the clicking footsteps of an intruder until she was already at the door.

"Hem hem!" Legolas groaned. Unfamiliar with Umbridge's fake cough the twins and Aragorn spun in alarm then stopped as they spotted the stunningly pink Umbridge in the class doorway.

"And who are you three? Hogwarts is a secure school. You may not barge into a class unannounced." Legolas stood protectively in front of his friends.

"They are my honored guests Miss Umbridge." Legolas said swiftly.

"What makes you think you have the authority to allow strangers to enter my school" Legolas saw his friends exchange understanding looks. The class fell deathly silent when Umbridge walked through the door, shifting uncomfortably.

"This is Lord Elladan and Elrohir and their brother Strider of Rivendell. They are on official business and request temporary lodgings at Hogwarts before they continue on their way." Umbridge was arrogant but even she wouldn't dare antagonize the twins in case they really were important Elf-Lords. She sniffed unhappily.

"We are extremely busy I can't allow for guests to stay long." She said briskly.

"We won't be here for long. A week at most." Strider said. Legolas couldn't completely hide his disappointment. Umbridge still looked reluctant but a loud clanging echoed down the hall followed by a high, maniacal cackle.

"Peaves!" She screamed giving a stiff nod to the twins before storming down the hall.

A collective breath was released from the class.

"Best friend of yours?" Aragorn nudged Legolas. The prince just scowled.

"Are you really leaving in a week?"

"Afraid so. Gandalf has requested my skills as a Ranger and tracker. I will be heading north soon." Aragron said sitting in Legolas's chair.

"Oh don't look so glum gwador." Elladan said cheerfully looking at the doorway where Umbridge had been standing. "We will make this a very interesting week."


Since the twins arrival they had been the hottest topic of the school.

People followed them practically everywhere, asking questions and spreading wild theories of the mysterious Elven Lords.

The human with them, Strider, was also a very popular subject of speculation. The mysterious man was almost as strange as the elves. He also spoke in that musical language and walked with unnatural grace.

All three strangers spent a great deal of time with Legolas and Harry had never seen so much joy on his teacher's fair face.

"Do you think they're really Lords?" Ron asked at the breakfast table.

"Who cares! They're brilliant. Legolas introduced us and I've got to admit they have some valuable insight into the world of pranking." George said sitting down next to Ron.

"Even got some inside info on that library rearranging business." Fred said smugly reaching for a piece of toast.

"You flatter us." One of the twins, Harry couldn't tell which one, sat down across from him. "We are happy to help anyone interesting in bringing joy and mayhem to the world."

"Elrohir glad you could join us." Harry wasn't sure how but the twins could always tell each other apart. Elladan quickly joined his younger twin looking exited.

"Ready?" Elrohir asked. Elladan nodded.

"What are you two doing?" Harry asked mildly interested.

"Well Forge and Gred have filled us in on the reign of terror that has been going on here and we thought we were honor bound to help."

Harry was surprised when instead of reprimanding the twins Hermione actually gave a small smile.

"Well I have to thank you. Legolas has been looking much happier since the three of you arrived." Harry had noticed too. The normally withdrawn and quiet elf was chatting and smiling more. He spent less time in the forest and fought with Umbridge with renewed vigor much to Harry's delight.

"Anytime now. You say Umbridge always comes into the Great Hall around this time right?" Elladan asked. George nodded.

Harry looked at the heavy oak door and sure enough the pink ministry women walked in with her fuzzy cardigan and hat, a smug expression fixed on her face.

As soon as she stepped through the door a giant bucket of what looked like eggs and green dye cascaded down on her. Some breakfast stragglers had to leap out of the way but Umbridge was too late. A full torrent of dripping green egg yolk spilled onto her head catching the fuzzy hat and cardigan covering them in a sickly green slime.

Waves of laughter and applause rolled through the hall.

Cries of delight came from the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw's now standing to get a better look at the dripping High Inquisitor.

Umbridge looked furious, green sludge still sliding gently down her crunched up face which was quickly turning scarlet.

"How dare you... how could you...I" She stuttered between drips of green yolk. Even the other professors were having trouble containing their glee. McGonagall was coughing rather violently and Sprout was shaking uncontrollably. Even Snape's lips curled in what might have been considered a satisfied smirk.

Umbridge slowly turned her burning gaze to the red haired twins.

"Bullseye!" Both sets of twins jumped up and sprinted away like their lives depended on it. They sprinted past Legolas and Strider both staring transfixed at the scarlet and green High Inquisitor. The pair grinned at the four mischief makers as they ran past raising their glasses in a toast of respect.

"You know Hogwarts is much livelier with those four." Harry gasped between barks of laughter.

"At least the first couple weeks of our dear headmistress's reign haven't been smooth sailing." Hermione said smugly.

Collin Creevey brought up his camera and snapped of picture of the historical moment.


For Harry the week passed all too quickly and it was soon time for Elladan, Elrohir, and Strider to leave.

The week had been filled with joyous hours of pranking. Magical fireworks, stink pellets, buckets of dye, mysterious snakes in drawers, air horns attached to Umbridge's chair, and hundreds of stuffed spiders filling Umbridge's office were just some of the more spectacular things Harry had witnessed.

It had also become extremely popular for every student to carry around a copy of the photo Collin had snapped of Umbridge and asking her to sign it whenever they passed her in the corridors.

Harry was sad to see the trio go. At the end of his DADA class he stayed behind to say goodbye to the brothers.

"It will be dull without you three." Legolas said.

"Don't worry I believe we will see each other again soon." Elladan clasped Legolas's arm.

"Have you suddenly gained foresight?" Legolas raised an eyebrow

"No, but it won't take long for you to get yourself wrapped up in something dangerous and we will have to rescue you again." Elrohir announced grimly.

"Since when were you the one's doing the rescuing?" Legolas asked indignantly.

"Since always Tithen Las."

"Stop calling me that."

"But take care of yourself okay mellon-nin." Strider's grey eyes locked with Legolas's blue.

"Don't worry about me Estel. Take care of yourself. Are you tracking up north for Mithrandir?" Legolas asked quietly. Strider nodded.

"Ask my father for help if you need to. Don't underestimate our Silvan trackers."

"Would never dream of it." Strider smiled.

"And you three." Elladan and Elrohir turned to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Take care of Legolas for us while we're gone. He's bound to get into trouble."

Elrohir gave a wink and Harry noticed Hermione blush and mutter something about keeping an eye on Legolas for him. What was it with girls and elves?

"Well we should be off." Strider threw his cloak over his shoulder.

"May the stars watch over your path." Legolas smiled.

"And may they watch over yours too." With a few last waves the three cloaked figure slipped out of the room and vanished into the corridor beyond.

Elvish Translation:

Mellon-nin – My friend

Edain – Men

Adan - Man

Adar/Ada – Father/Dad/daddy

Tithen Las – Little leaf

Gwador – brother (sworn, not blood related)