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Charlie Weasley wiped his sweaty brow with the towel that was stuck in his back pocket as another cluster of eggs were settled together on the bundle of hay around the mother. Charlie raised a hand and stroked the big black snout nudging him.
"I'll see you tomorrow girl." He told her and went off to his hut for a shower, food and sleep. Upon entering his hut Charlie noticed Fawkes sitting on the table nibbling at the fruit arrangement that was there.
"Hullo Fawkes." The bird looked up at him with a thrill, "Nothing is wrong I hope." He asked picking up the letter that sat by Fawkes' talon and quickly read through it.
Charlie moved over to his desk, that was cluttered with dragon books and quickly penned a response to the note.
Professor Dumbledore,
Would love to have Harry come by for a visit and Hagrid as well. Norbert is missing his 'mommy'. I'll make sure that everything is set up safely for his arrival. Just send me a note when he's to arrive.
Charlie Weasley.
Quickly rolling up the parchment he passed it to Fawkes who took it into his beak and disappeared with a puff from the hut. Charlie smiled to himself and decided to get to work about making the colony for Harry.
Fawkes appeared with a puff next to Dumbledore setting his beard on fire when he appeared. Dumbledore quickly put out his whiskers and took the note discarded on the table.
"Thank you my friend." He grumbled over his burnt beard and read through the reply that he was given.
A smile split the weathered features in delight and he quickly called for the remaining staff to meet in the staff room.
The group stopped at the opening to Hogsmead, Harry smiled up his companions and hurried to enter the village.
"Come on, hurry up. We have things to do places to show you." He chattered grabbing onto the nearest limb and pulled them along behind him. Hagrid chuckled happily and followed after Harry to keep an eye out.
"Quite enthusiastic isn't he." Aragorn chortled as he watched his Elven friend get dragged behind a teenage boy.
Snape thin lips curved into a slight smile, "He needs to be happy about something. He's been miserable since school finished and was in the hospital passed out from a high consumption of alcohol." He explained to the King of men.
The jaws of the Hobbits, Gimli, Gandalf and Aragorn dropped at what they had just been told about a little part of Harry's life. They shook their heads and quickly followed the same path that Hagrid and Harry took with a dragging Legolas.
Aragorn placed a hand on Snapes shoulder to still him a moment. Snape turned to look back at the rugged man an eyebrow raised.
"We won't let anything happen to the boy, Legolas has the eyes of an eagle so he will more then likely see the danger coming before we do and we also have Gandalf with us. He is well protected." He told the potions master, a rough hand on the hilt of Andúril.
Snape nodded a loss for words and moved off to catch up with the others.
Salazar looked around Snapes private potion room with a deep fondness. Papers littered desks it Snapes scrawl, potion vials of all sizes littering the walls, some with potions some clean. Books lined up alphabetically were placed with great care.
Salazar pulled what looked like the most recent of all of the books on the shelves. On the cover, 'Mostly used potions. Self-updating'. Salazar flipped opened the cover and began to read as he got comfortable in the recliner and began to see what the potions of today were like.
Legolas was quite happy to be pulled along by the teen, the warmth from the hand holding his was sending tingles up his spine to his ears leaving nothing but a good feeling behind. Harry talked enthusiastically about the village and where his favourite places were to visit when with his friends.
"So where would you like to go?" Legolas interrupted as he pulled to a stop.
Harry turned his head to look up at the pale elf, his neck craning because of the height difference between them, "Are all elves as tall as you are?" he asked completely going around the question Legolas asked.
A smile spread over Legolas' face, "No, your just small." He joked and laughed when Harry blushed, "Yes we are all this tall. There is no elf shorter than 6 feet unless they are still under the age of maturity." Legolas explained, "Now I believe that I asked you a question, where would you like to go?"
Harry blushed under the stare of the blue eyes, "Umm, I suppose that we could go to Honeydukes first."
Legolas nodded, "Alright then, lead the way."
The others, minus Hagrid, had just caught up to them when Harry and Legolas continued on walking. Merry, Pippin and Gimli let out sighs of frustration.
"Why don't we go to the Three Broomsticks and rest there and I will introduce you to the fine taste of Butterbeer or Fire whiskey." Snape offered.
"I'll keep wid 'Arry an' let 'im know where ye are." Hagrid voice boomed and went off after Harry and Legolas.
"I believe that I shall take you up on that offer Severus. It has been quite some time since I have had fire whiskey." Gandalf agreed and the group headed over to the Three Broomsticks.
"Hullo Severus." Madame Rosemerta called out as soon as he entered the 'Sticks.
"Rosie." He said in a simple greeting, "Taking my usual table, let Mr. Potter know when he comes in."
Rosemerta nodded her head and wiped clean another drinking mug. Snape led the group to the table at the back of the 'Sticks that was shadowed.
"That is Madame Rosemerta, the owner of this fine establishment. You may order meals and have drinks or just catch up with people that you haven't seen for sometime." Snape explained about the establishment, "So what would you like?"
"I would like a Fire whiskey please Severus." Gandalf requested.
"I should like to try the Butterbeer and the Fire whiskey." Merry piped up, Pippin nodded his agreement, "As would I please."
Snape looked over to the ranger, "And you Aragorn?"
"I shall try both as the Hobbits do but perhaps if I do not like either is there a beer?"
"We have all manner of drink. It is just going to depend on what beer it is you want. I'll get recommendations off of Rosie." Snape explained and went off to the bar to collect their drinks.
Harry waited for Legolas and Hagrid to exit Honeydukes since he had already completed his purchase and while Hagrid was getting his Legolas opted to look around a little bit more at the variety.
"So where would you like to go now?" Legolas asked coming to stand beside Harry.
"I would like to go to the clothing store. I am in desperate need of some clothes since mine are all to big for me." Harry explained and headed off in the direction he wanted.
"Why do you wear such large clothes Harry?" Legolas asked.
"They were my cousins." Was all Legolas was going to get out of Harry for now.
Legolas could feel the hurt emanating from Harry, "I hope that one day I may earn your trust in telling me about your past. Maybe once we become friends." He said putting a pale hand on Harry's shoulder in comfort.
Harry brought a hand up and placed it over Legolas', "Perhaps." He said and stepped into the shop to look around and find what he wanted.
Legolas followed after Harry and browsed through the assortment that was there, some of the items confusing the elf as how to put them on, like the black leather pants with rips and chains running down the legs. Legolas held the pants out in front of him, his head tilted to the side in examination.
"Would you like to try them on dear?" the shopkeeper asked him.
Bright blue eyes blinked at her, "Um well I don't know." He managed to mumble.
"They are a bit confusing to get them on at first but once you know how to it is a cinch. Do you know what size you are?"
Legolas shook his head, "I always had my clothing custom made." He explained.
The witch brought her wand from the sleeve of her arm and waved it over him and knew his measurements quite quickly, "There you are dear, find anything in those sizes and you shall be fine."
Legolas looked at the pants once more, "How would I put these on?" he asked hand the pants over.
The shopkeeper looked at him thoughtfully, "Perhaps we should get some ordinary every day leather pants." She muttered going for the rack and looking for an ordinary pair.
"I would still like to try these as well." He told her as she came up with a pair that would fit him.
"Of course dear, just come over here to the change room and we'll see to those pants." She said taking the pants from the elf and grabbing a few t-shirts along the way for him to try on. Harry watched Legolas go with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Um how would one pay for these?" he asked Harry on the way by.
"I'll take care of it for you until such a time that you can pay me back." Harry told him.
Legolas bowed his head, "Thankyou." He said as he stopped at the change room.
"I'll show you how to put these on out here alright lad, then you can try them on."
"Thankyou madam."
Legolas watched as the keeper gathered the legs in her hands scrunching them up so that the cuff of the leg was with the waist so that all he had to do was step in while being careful enough to look out for the chains and he pulls them up. The keeper left them on the chair in the state she put them so he could just grab them.
Legolas closed the curtain and pulled off his leggings and began to pull on the chain pants and pulling them up slim legs. "How are you going dear?" she asked.
"Well I seem to be having a bit of a problem." He told her.
"What's that dear?"
"I'm afraid that I don't know how to do them up." He explained.
The keeper let out a short laugh, "There are little silver studs going up where you do them up, yes?" she asked
"Yes."
"Alright, on the opposite side of the opening are some small slits, do you see them?"
"I do?"
"What you have to do is put the silver stud into the slits, lining them up according to where the button is. Do you understand?"
"I believe so." Legolas told her and tried his hand at doing up the pants and with nimble fingers the pants were done up. Legolas then reached over for one of the shirts that were hanging on the hook and pulled on a forest green shirt after taking off his tunic and tucked the shirt slightly into his pants.
Legolas looked at himself in the mirror and blinked, he looked nothing like he did when he was in his woodland garb. He swallowed and looked away.
"Are you done dear?" she asked.
"Yes Ma'am."
"Then come on out and let me see."
Legolas took a deep breath and stepped out from behind curtain with a light blush across his nose and cheeks.
"You look lovely dear, though I think that you would be better off in the closed leather." She looked down at his feet, "Gather your things and sit down on one of the couches and I'll be right back." And with that she waddled off.
Legolas gathered the things from the cubicle and sat down where the keeper told him to sit and waited patiently for her. The keeper quickly came waddling back over to him with a pair of black boots and some socks.
"Now these will complete the look." She told him and pulled his foot on to her knee and started to put the socks on his feet and then the boots followed. Keen blue eyes watching everything that she was doing so that he could replicate it later.
Legolas looked around the shop once she was done, "Where is Harry?" he asked.
"Mr. Potter is in the change room trying on his own selection of clothes that I helped him gather." She explained.
"How do you know who he is when I know that he didn't introduce himself?" he asked suspiciously.
The keeper blinked, "Everyone in the Wizarding world knows who Mr. Potter is dear." She told him and went of hunting for some more every day pants for Legolas.
Legolas pondered over what he was just told and decided to ask Harry what she had meant by that everyone knew him. Legolas watched the room that he thought Harry to be in and waited for him to emerge. The keeper had since put some casual pants and t-shirts down next to him.
Harry soon stepped out from the cubicle in a pair of black slacks and an emerald green t-shirt with an armful of clothes and dumped them on the chair next to Legolas and pulled on a new pair of shoes. Just as he finished doing that he suddenly looked over at Legolas in shock.
"Well that is certainly interesting." He murmured looking Legolas up and down, "Are you getting those?" he asked
"Not all of this. Maybe you could help me pick a few things."
Harry nodded and started to look through the things that were in the pile made for Legolas and picked put a few pairs of plain black slacks and an assortment of t-shirts and shirts and gathered both lots and made for the counter. Legolas picked up his garb and followed him.
"There you are Mr. Potter. Have a lovely day." She smiled at them as she handed over the shrunken package and Harry and Legolas left the store. Harry grabbed Legolas' hand and pulled him along.
"Come on, we'll go and meet with the others." He told the elf.
"Is what I am wearing alright?" Legolas asked becoming self conscious about how he looked and how people were looking.
Harry smiled up at the elf, "You look fine Legolas, but I think that you should have gone for the full leather since you can see your skin and seeing even a little skin gets some ones imagination going." He explained as he opened the door of the 'Sticks and soon found their friends.
Aragorn, Gimli, Merry, Pippin and Gandalf just stared at the elf causing him to blush bright red and quickly sat down so that they would stop staring at his new attire and moved over so that Harry could sit as well.
"I see that you used your time well Harry." Snape commented.
"Yes sir and I got some chocolates as well and picked up some socks for the Headmaster."
Snape snorted and took a drink, "Are you otherwise ready to head back to the castle?"
"Can Legolas and I have a drink first?" Harry asked as Snape and the others began to gather their things and started out.
"Grab a Butterbeer and follow. You can drink it on the way back to the castle." Snape told him.
Harry let out a sigh and did as he was told and passed one over to Legolas who took a tentative sip of the frothy mixture and was quite content with the drink.
"Thankyou for today Harry."
"You're welcome Legolas." Harry smiled at the elf and hurriedly pulled him back to the castle over running the others.
"LAST ONE HOME IS A ROTTEN EGG." He called over his shoulder.
Everyone looked to Snape for the reasoning, "It is a game children play that if you are the last one back to your destination then you have to do something rotten, like do the dishes or you don't get some sort of treat. I think, it's something along those lines." He explained and watched as everyone but Gandalf shoot off after Legolas and Harry.