Antien

Description: Antien Potter, second son of the savoir of the Wizarding world, had never seen Hogwarts, but when he enters his 6th year at the school his father once called home, events will be put into motion that will change the course of the wizarding world.

Disclaimer: I do not own that of JK Rowling or that of JRR Tolkien.

Rating: T

Started: March 12, 2008

Chapter XIV:

The warm air was stifling for the students who were denied the ability to be outside because of end-of-year exams.

Antien sat with James, Rose, Hugo, and Alexa in his rooms all studying for the grueling tests. Antien was just putting the finishing touches on his Transfiguration Essay when the door opened and Locien walked in. The others at the table looked up with concern at the look on the elf's face.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Headmistress McGonagall just received a missive from the ministry," Locien explained. "Minister Revelin will be here within the week with his entire entourage with him."

Antien stood and went to his window. "He's coming because of me."

James' gaze sharpened. "What?"

"He heard of my gift and is coming to claim it."

"What makes him think he can?" Alexa asked.

"He can't," Hugo answered. "Because of our –" Rose elbowed him making his stop.

To avoid another angry Alexa tirade at being left out, James continued, "We will just have to let him know that he can't have Antien in the nicest and sweetest way possible."

They would have thought him serious of it weren't the gleam in his eyes.

"What do you have in mind, James?"

"We're just going to let him know exactly who he is dealing with."

"How?" Hugo asked.

Antien smirked. "We use the dueling tournament."

"What have you Seen?" Locien asked.

Antien shrugged. "Nothing."

Locien's eyes narrowed. "Antien…"

"I'm telling the truth!" Antien responded.

"But it is a good idea. Each of us knows that we will win our year. We have been training too long for us not to."

"But Antien and I are in the same year," Rose said. "And despite my skill I will never beat him."

"I'm not participating."

"What?"

"My specialty is the twin blades and despite all the training we did we didn't really cover them. The win would be too easy," Antien said. "Makes you a shoe in to win."

"But won't the other students complain that they have not chance to win and ask that we be removed from the tournament?" Hugo asked.

"Our classmates are jealous. They would just love to beat us at our own game and in consequence show our power to the Minister," James explained.

"What power?" Alexa asked and they all remembered then that she was there. Each of them, excluding Locien who was smirking, looked sheepish as they turned to her. "What are all you on about?" They long had forgotten that nothing had been explained to her, not even who Antien really was.

James looked at his brother with a considering look in his eye. Antien met his gaze and nodded. He turned to Locien who also nodded. Both closed their eyes for a moment and Alexa gasped as they changed into their natural forms.

"What the hell?" Alexa asked as she slowly backed away. "What is going on?"

"Alexa? Do you remember when you asked about my name all those months ago?" She nodded. "Antien isn't really a family name. It means 'gift' in my family's… uh… native tongue."

"Native tongue?" She deadpanned but she had stopped backing away.

Antien nodded. "It is the language of the Elves, and what you have heard so much of these last months."

"Antien, bottom line it, please," Alexa said. "Tell me the rest later."

Antien then decided to say it all in one breath. "The Potter family is descended from Kings, so when James talks about power he is talking about out father ruling the Wizarding World."

"You forget the muggle one as well," Locien interjected.

The brothers flinched at that.

"So your father could be king?" Alexa asked.

"My father will be king." Antien said and all but Locien stared at him.

"Ortorno?" James asked.

"Later," Antien said turning away.

"So what's the plan?" Rose asked.

"Make sure we all win," James said.

"Intimidate the Minister," Antien continued.

"And make sure he doesn't get Antien," Locien finished.

"It's a plan then," Rose said, clearly wondering if that was truly it.

"Great! And we get to have fun doing it," Hugo said bouncing on his heels. The others just sent the strangest look to him and he stopped. "What?" They only laughed.

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Alexa cornered Antien just as the rest were about to head to bed. As the rest filed out of the room and Locien headed to his own room up the stairs Alexa forced her cousin into his favorite chair and waited for him to continue. He had yet to reapply the glamour and she was still caught off guard by the strange yet natural look he sported.

"Now explain this to me slowly…" Alexa started. "Who… what are you?"

Antien sighed knowing that he wasn't going to get much sleep that night. "I am an Elf, an Eldar. It is the first race that lived in this land. For thousands of years they have watched over their younger brethren, the mortals…" He paused when something occurred to him. "Didn't you pay attention in Professor Wyatt's class?"

"That's what she was talking about?" Alexa whispered as if it just dawned on her. "That's what you are?"

Antien nodded. "So are Elizabeth, her husband and twin cousins. But my parents… my parents are something strange. They were born human and something changed in them. We still don't know entirely what happened, but they are now elves with everything, including advanced healing, the advanced hearing, which we didn't like at all when we were younger, the immortality –"

"They're immortal?" Alexa interrupted.

Antien nodded. "Same as Elizabeth, Liam and the twins." He took a breath. "And same as me."

They were silent for a moment while Antien didn't dare to even look at her at least until Alexa yawned. At that point he thought that it hadn't even sunk in what he said so he let it drop.

"You better head to bed. If you have any other questions you know where to find me."

She nodded and picked up her bag. She turned as she reached the door. "I still don't understand everything, but even with all this weirdness, you don't have to worry that I will not abandon you or your family. How can I when we are family?"

Antien smiled as he heard the portrait close.

'She will certainly be an asset to your father.'

Antien looked at his teacher who was standing on the staircase leading up to the bedrooms. 'Yes, she certainly will be.'

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The morning was clear and cool as Antien stood on the training field. He crouched down checking the hard ground. That day the tournament was going to start and the minister was going to visit and while Antien wasn't going to participate he was going to serve as a judge to make sure that every one fought honorably.

He knew the best way to test the ground was to train himself, thus from the sheaths he had on his back he drew his blades and went through the warm up exercises. Then slowly he picked up speed. As he covered the ground he noticed where the missteps could happen and where the students could stumble. He also knew where the better students could get the high ground.

He turned and stopped short when he came face to face with Alexa.

"You're right," she said. He looked at her strangely. "The win would be too easy."

It took him a few moments but as he broke his stance he started laughing. She laughed with him as he sat next to his favorite tree in the field. She dropped down next to him and watched as he polished the twin blades.

"What are you doing out here?" she asked.

"Testing the field for later."

"Oh." Alexa leaned back as Antien sheathed the blades. "What do the runes mean? On the blades?"

"I don't really know," Antien answered. "But I will find out when I need to." She seemed to accept the answer and by the look on her face she had more, but before she could continue the three dueling professors interrupted them. Antien knew the look on Alexa's face as they walked up. She was trying to envision them as she saw Antien that night yet Antien knew that they didn't look much different as elves than they did as humans the small changes that included rounded ears and shorter hair, but Alexa didn't know that.

"How are the grounds, Antien?" Legolas asked.

"Perfect," he answered. "Certainly ready for the students."

Legolas nodded and deposited the swords they would be using near the gate.

"It's almost breakfast so you better get going." Antien nodded and stood before helping Alexa up and heading up to the school.

In honor of the new tournament, classes were cancelled the day before to let the students who would be participating time to get ready. That day classes were cancelled so allow students to watch and cheer on their friends. Not all of them were fighting, only the best from each year including those of the first year. The day would start with the warm up exercises and then the line up would be revealed. Those who were in the class but not in the tournament they had a separate exam for the final grade the next week.

Antien waited with the rest for breakfast to end and the short speech that they all knew Legolas would give to open the tournament. What they didn't expect was the doors opening to allow the minister through. Headmistress McGonagall stood and as fast as her aging body allowed escorted the minister out for a private conversation.

Antien watched as Legolas stood up with a calculating look in his eye before he faced the students. "At 9:30 the warm ups will begin and then at 10:00 the first pairs will begin. I ask that all those who are participating to head down to the grounds and pick out your blade." With that Legolas headed out the door with the twins walking behind him. Antien smiled at his family and stood to catch up.

They met at the gate and covered which groups they would be refereeing.

"Antien you will cover the two lower years because they have the least competitors and will most likely take less time, then when they are done you can help with Elladan. Elladan you will take the third and fourth years. There are more students so that is why I am giving Antien to you. Elrohir you will take the fifth and sixth years. There are less fifth than sixth so if you need help let the other two know. I will take the seventh years but they won't even start until close to dinner. Until then I will drift between the other groups then hopefully by then the others will be done and all of us can cover the final pairing." Legolas stopped as he spied students arriving. "Hopefully this will work out like planned. The students know the rules but so do you." All of the nodded and took their places to lead the warm up.

Antien froze when he heard the harsh voice of Greg Goyle as he and his friends clamored into the gates. "What's this?" Goyle said. "Is the teacher's pet going to beat all of us? I heard he wasn't even participating. Are you scared that we would beat you, Antien?"

"Quite the contrary, Mr. Goyle," Legolas broke in. "Mr. Potter is going to be a moderator to make sure that everyone fights fairly. Plus he has graciously agreed to give us a demonstration on why he is not fighting today." Antien nodded and smiled a little. He knew it was Legolas' way of avoiding future conflicts. "Be careful, Mr. Goyle, we would not want you unable to fight today because of your petty remarks."

"Whatever," Goyle countered. "As long as he doesn't make me lose, I don't care."

"Don't worry, Goyle, I have more honor than that." Goyle sent him one last glare before heading off to choose his blade. Antien shook his head and looked around to the young first and second years gathered around him. "Welcome! And I hope you are all ready for today." He could see that a few looked a little green. "You don't have to worry about anything. This will be just a friendly contest to see how much you have learned this year. You all know the rules and you know that a ward will be placed around your area so be careful of that. Are there any questions?" When none came, Antien smiled. "Don't worry, you'll all do great!"

From across the field he heard Legolas call them to gather around to which they did. "I know that you are all looking forward to today even if you aren't among the competitors, but before we begin we have a bit of a demonstration. I know that many of you wondered why Antien Potter is not on the roster. It is because of the type of fighting style that he has been taught to which you have little to no experience with. So in the idea of fun I have asked him to show you why. Antien?"

Antien headed to the front of the group and gestured for Legolas to stand opposite him. "In the idea of fun, Professor Wyatt." To which Legolas smirked, drew his own blades and circled them in his hand.

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A/N: This chapter started to get away from me and I needed a place to end it. Hopefully the cliffhanger isn't too bad… Anyway, I have been on a creative spree the last few days and it has given me this! And as far as I can tell there are only two maybe three chapters after this. That just feels right, but who knows.