A/n: I am sooooooo sorry that it took me such a long time to get this out. My band teacher has been insane for the past few weeks thanks to contest. And before that my brother left to go to Mexico for two years. So it's been a busy time for me. so anyway sorry.

Chapter 13

Elladan looked around for any remaining Death Eaters. Not finding any, he shakily turned to check on his little brother. He had never heard Estel scream like that and never wanted to again. It scared him more than he would ever say hearing the pain that Estel was in. As he looked around he saw something that shocked and scarred him more than anything in his life. "What are you doing," he screamed.

Hearing his brother's scream turned around just in time to see Legolas bring a dagger down and stab Estel.

Estel looked up at his best friend as he drew his dagger. "Legolas what are you doing," he asked weakly. His eyes grew wide and he rolled just in time as Legolas brought down the dagger. He screamed out in pain when the dagger went through his right shoulder. He couldn't believe it his best friend just tried to kill him. He was so confused that he hadn't realized Elladan had tackled Legolas down to the ground and was now punching him in the face.

Harry looked around for any death eaters. He knew what was going on; Legolas had been put under the Imperious Curse. Elrohir who had stopped Estel's bleeding had now joined Elladan in beating Legolas to a bloody pulp. "You guys stop that," he yelled at the elves. "It's not his fault. He's under the Imperious Curse."

"He's being controlled," Estel explained after seeing the looks of confusion that his brothers were giving Harry. Realizing what Estel had said the twins were now trying to hold a struggling Legolas down. Harry was surprised that Estel hadn't passed out from the pain of the Cruciatus Curse and being stabbed. Just then Harry saw a flash of blond hair. "Stupefy," he yelled. He smiled when he noticed Legolas had stopped struggling: meaning that he had hit his target.

He carefully walked over to the now unconscious Death Eater and revived him. "I thought you were sent to Azkaban Malfoy."

"The Dark Lord released me Potter."

"To bad that you're going to go back. And this time wizards are going to be guarding you. Not dementors." With that said Harry sent red sparks into the air meaning that there was trouble. One minute later they were surrounded by teachers and Aurors.

Looking around at the bodies the Aurors were amazed at what they saw. Never had a group of only nine people, four of them being students, been able to take down a group of thirty Death Eaters. They asked all the necessary questions and the Hogwarts group used a portkey to get to the Hospital wing.

"What happened," Madam Pomfrey questioned the moment that they appeared.

"Death Eaters," Harry replied looking at his friends. Ron was slightly better; he was still shaking and was pale. Estel however looked worse. He had fallen unconscious a few minutes after the Aurors appeared. He was pale, was shaking slightly, and the bleeding from his wound had started again. Hermione, Fred, and George had a few scratches, but other than that they were fine. Elladan and Elrohir didn't looked hurt at all but he couldn't tell. They were hovering over Estel, now blocking him from view. Legolas stood closely to his friend still very confused about what had happened. He had a black, bloody nose and a few other bruises; he couldn't remember how he had gotten them or how Estel had been stabbed.

"What happened to Estel how did he get that stab wound in his shoulder," he asked the twin sons of Elrond for what seemed like the hundredth time. They were hiding something from him and he knew it. They had gone off and started talking to someone else when he tried to talk to them. They were avoiding him and he wanted to know why.

"You stabbed him," came the quiet reply from Harry.

"No I didn't, I think that I would remember if I stabbed my best friend."

"You did Legolas," Elladan's voice told him.

"NO, your lying," Legolas was getting mad. He would never do anything like that to Estel and they all knew it.

"You were under the Imperious Curse, it wasn't your fault." Elrohir spent the next half-hour trying to calm Legolas down while everyone else waited for Estel to wake up. Madam Pomfrey had ordered Ron to stay overnight and was about to make everyone else leave, but after arguing with Elladan for ten fifteen minutes she had given up and told everyone to be quiet.

It was several more hours later. Legolas had finally calmed down but looked miserable. He just couldn't believe that he would actually stab Estel spell or no spell. He saw Estel as a best friend and a brother. When he first met Estel he had vowed to protect him.

Legolas sat sulking for another hour. He was about to go for a walk needing to get out for a while when everyone heard a moan come from Estel's bed. The all watched as Estel weakly opened his eyes and stared around. "Where's Ron and Legas," he asked slurring his words. He was worried about both of them and not seeing them made him worry more.

"I'm right here Estel." Legolas moved closer to his friend so that he could be seen. "Ron is on the bed next to you asleep." Estel nodded his head that he understood. He noted that the pain was gone but he still felt extremely tired. He looked around one more time making sure everyone was ok then he quickly fell asleep. The others decided to go to sleep as well knowing that Estel would be ok. Hermione took the bed on the other side of Ron. Harry took the one next to her, Fred took the bed opposite of Harry with George next to him. Elladan and Elrohir slept in chairs next to their little brother while Legolas slept in the bed next to Estel.

The next day Muggle Defense and business management classes were canceled due to the teachers needing time to rest after what had happened the day before. By now everyone at Hogwarts had heard what had happened and wild roomers started to fly. Madam Pomfrey had ordered Ron and Estel to stay in bed till lunch after kicking everyone else out to go get rest elsewhere. Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley twins left quietly, however the same could not be said for the elves.

"You can't kick us out we're teachers," yelled Elladan as he was being shoved out of the door.

"Yeah you can't take us away from our little brother," Elrohir said as he ran over to Estel before he was pushed out as well.

"Ro, go away. I think I can handle lying in a bed for the next two hours without you or Elladan here," Estel said trying to make his annoyance known.

"Ha that's what you said last time; right before you climbed out the window-"

"Yeah well Ada wanted me to stay in that stuffy old room for two weeks not two hours. There is a difference you know."

"Fine then we'll leave. See if we ever come to visit you the next time your hurt." With that Elrohir stomped out of the room. Estel rolled his eyes at his immature older brother. 'Wait till I tell everyone back home about the mighty sons of Elrond throwing temper tantrums. If I get back home.'

"Estel," Legolas' voice was soft and almost hesitant.

"Yes mellon nin?"

"I am sorry about what happened yesterday," Legolas apologies quickly then looked up at his friend.

"What are you talking about? What are you sorry about?" Estel was quite confused and had no clue what his friend was talking about.

"When I stabbed you." It took Estel a moment to realize what Legolas was talking about. He had realized right after Legolas had stabbed him what was wrong with his friend.

"Oh, that. You shouldn't be apologizing, it wasn't your fault. You were under a spell; a powerful one. You had no control over what you were doing. Please Legolas don't blame yourself it wasn't you."

Legolas instantly relaxed. Although the twins had been telling him the same thing sense Harry had told him what had happened he still couldn't get rid of the guilt he felt until he knew Estel didn't blame him.

Sorry it's so short. I wanted to right more but felt bad because I hadn't posted in a while and the next time I will be able to post might not be until after Christmas (but I might be able to before then). I hate school, it makes your life way to busy. Well till next time.