The Elf silently opened the door, trying to surprise Aragorn.
He was standing with his back towards Legolas and was clearly deep in thought.
He started when Legolas wrapped his arms around him. He spun around and smiled as he saw who was standing in front of him. Before he could say anything, he found himself cut of by Legolas lips, kissing him hard and urgently. He replied the kiss with the same fever and as their tongues entered each others' mouths, their lips sparkled with desire.
"I need you, Aragorn." Legolas moaned as their kisses grew more passionate. He brought his hands to the man's collar and started to remove the first layer of his robes. Now he wore them himself he knew how to get them off. Soon his hands travelled around Aragorn's bare chest and back making him moan loudly with pleasure.
They could feel their erected manhood's pressing against each other beneath their clothes.
Legolas let his hands travel to the man's nipples caressing them softly.
"Legolas." Aragorn moaned with desire, while touching his face.
Legolas let his hands slowly travel downwards, touching every spot of the man's bare chest, until he reached his pants. He touched his manhood through his clothes. Which made Aragorn cry out his name in desire. The former ranger let his hands roam around his lover's chest as well and started to return the favour. Legolas whimpered at his touch, putting his hands on the man's behind to pull him closer as he began to kiss his neck.
When Aragorn let his hands rest on his face once more, he suddenly pulled away.
"We cannot do this. I have another class in ten minutes." It suddenly hit him what they were about to do and understood that this wasn't the right place nor time for it .
Legolas let out an exasperate sigh. "I know, I have to go to Potions class as well, but I cannot keep this up much longer Aragorn! I will die from desire, if I do not see you again soon and preferable alone!"
The King chuckled softly pulling him into a short kiss, when it started to turn out into a more passionate one, Aragorn pulled away once again, while caressing the golden hair from his lover. "We will find out a way soon, my love. Only not just now. We will see each other again when the time is right." He said grinning as he looked at the flushed elf in front of him, whose eyes were burning with desire.
Legolas reached Potions class just in time, but as he entered the dark staircase that let him towards the dungeons, he realized that his skin was glowing.
He cursed in Elfish. What was he to
do now? His desire for Aragorn was still too fresh in his mind. When
he turned around he spotted Neville Longbottom running towards
him.
"Am I too late yet?" he breathed.
"I do not believe so." Legolas replied. "Neville, could you do me a favour and ask Professor Snape to come up here?"
Neville paled visibly, when he heard he had to talk to the one he most feared. Still he got a hold of himself and silently nodded before descending the stairs.
A few minutes later a very grumpy looking Snape arrived.
"What's wrong?"
"This.." Legolas answered, while stepping into the shadows.
"You really do glow!" he said amazed, staring intently at his face and hands. "But can't you do anything to stop it? Why are you glowing anyway, is there a foul presence in the air?"
"No and no, I do not know why it is happening for I cannot control it." He lied.
"I see, well you'd better go to the Headmaster then, maybe he'll know a solution." Snape said, eyeing him a bit suspiciously now. He knew a lie when he heard one, at least most of the time.
"The last time we met he still had not found one, but I guess I can try." Legolas replied quickly, realizing he needed to get away as soon as possible to avoid unwanted questions.
"Alright, well if you are still glowing tomorrow I'll arrange a different classroom. Otherwise your absence will look too suspicious."
Legolas thanked him and quickly went to see Dumbledore.
"That's indeed very unfortunate, Legolas, but Galadriel and I still haven't found a solution to stop your skin from glowing. But we did come up with another plan, which will allow you to patrol at night: you will use an invisibility cloak." Dumbledore told him, rummaging around in his desk, before getting out an old rusty key.
"A what?"
"An invisibility cloak is a magical cloak, which will make the wearer invisible to others. Harry Potter is the only one, besides you, who also owns one, at this school that is." He said, while walking towards a closet and grabbing the cloak. "So make sure he doesn't see it nor his friends Ron and Hermione." He handed Legolas the cloak, who threw it around his shoulders. He looked down at his feet, but was surprised to see that they were gone. He dashed to the mirror next to the closet. Sure enough, his reflection showed just his head suspended in mid-air, his body completely invisible. He pulled the cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely.
Legolas gasped. "Wow, this is incredible. How did they make this?"
"The fabric has been designed in a very special way and of course there are all kinds of spells on it. Don't ask me which, because I must confess that I do not know the answer."
Legolas pulled off the cloak and smiled at him. "Even the wisest do not know all."
"Right you are, my dear Prince. I hope you'll be careful with this gift and you will only use it when it it's really necessary. You should also not inform too many people about you having an invisibility cloak. Of course you can tell the people of the Fellowship, if you think that's necessary. But, well … like I said again be careful."
Legolas walked out of the office, thinking off all the things he could do with this cloak. He wouldn't tell Aragorn about it just yet. He couldn't wait to see the look on his face, when he suddenly appeared in the forest tonight.
He started heading towards the Great hall, where he would be having lunch in about half an hour. As he entered the hall, he saw Frodo and Sam sitting together at the end of the Gryffindor table. He quickly walked over to them.
"Hello Legolas, how are you faring? Please join us!" Frodo smiled.
"Thank you. I am doing well, how about you two? Are you enjoying going to school here at Hogwarts?"
"Yes, a lot!" Sam said enthusiastically. "Everyone is very nice and the classes are incredible interesting."
"Then you probably have not been to History of Magic. Professor Binns has quite a way with words. I think, he does not realize that he uses too much of them per minute." Legolas told them with a grin.
"I see, I will keep that in mind. Anyway, have you done or seen anything exciting yet?"
"Not really, but I am having my first flying lessons after lunch, plus I am going to patrol tonight." A big smile spread across his face, only thinking of tonight would be enough to pull him through another ten classes with Professor Bins.
"So, Galadriel and Dumbledore have finally found a solution?" Frodo asked.
"Sort of, Dumbledore has
given me an invisibility cloak."
"Wicked! Can we see it?"
Sam begged, scooting a bit closer towards the Elf.
"Wicked? Maybe some other time. Nobody is supposed to know about it and if I were to show it to you now, the entire school would find out." Legolas said seriously, unconsciously pulling his schoolbag with the cloak closer to him "Anyway, how are Merry and Pippin getting along? I hope they have not caused too much trouble yet!" he asked, quickly changing the subject. He knew that Samwise, sometimes was very keen in getting what he wanted.
"They have behaved well for their standards, at least, that is, until we had transfiguration. They totally messed up everything and in the end they had turned a stone into a frog, while it had to be a turtle. Do not ask me how they did it. I think they do not even know themselves. So McGonagall got really angry, when they did not let her turn the frog back into the stone once more. They said she was killing the harmless creature for no reason. Either way, in the end they chased each other through the classroom tossing the creature around, trying to protect it. Now they're with McGonagall. They probably have to serve detention, or something." Frodo told him laughing.
Legolas only rolled his eyes. He had already feared that something like this would happen and he knew for sure, that this was only the beginning. It was never boring whenever Merry and Pippin were around. "Well at least no one will guess their real age if they keep on acting like children. I suppose that is a good thing."
He glanced around and noticed that the Great Hall was slowly starting to fill up. He quickly scanned the room in search for Aragorn. He was confused when he saw him nowhere near the Head Table, until he felt a warm hand on his shoulder: "Do you need some help with your Herbology homework after class?" someone whispered seductively in his ear.
A smile crept onto Legolas' face as he realized who it was.
"I could always need some help, but unfortunately I have that appointment with Dumbledore remember. I do have time afterwards though." He whispered back, leaning into his lover's touch.
"Alright, see you at the Greenhouse at about 17:00h, okay?"
"Of course."
When Aragorn walked away, Ron, Hermione and Harry eyed him curiously.
"They seem really close, don't they?" Harry said thoughtfully.
"They're just good friends like you and Hagrid or professor Lupin." Hermione replied.
"I guess so."
Legolas listened to their conversation in shock. They were oblivious to his advanced hearing abilities. He made sure he was going to tell Aragorn about their suspicion.
"Why don't you ask him about it?" Hermione now suggested.
"No, it's not that important. I don't know I've just got a weird feeling about this." Harry said, glancing over to where Legolas was sitting.
"Harry." The Elf quickly said, interrupting Harry's train of thoughts.
"I heard you are a very good flyer."
Harry looked at him strangely, before replying: "I guess so, what about it?"
"Well… hmmm…. It has been a very long time since I last flew, so I was wondering maybe you could give me some advice?"
"Didn't you have flying lessons at your old school?" Ron questioned.
"Only in my first year. In the beginning of the second year, my teacher died unfortunately and when they could not find a replacement, they dropped the subject after a while."
"I see, well I suppose I could give you some…." And so he started a long boring story with some interruptions and additions from Ron on how to ride a broom, which in the end resulted in them telling him all about Quidditch, the famous wizards sport. Even on their walk to the Quidditch field, they just went on and on about all sorts of things.
Legolas listened with interest, he liked hearing about new things. He couldn't wait to try out a broomstick for himself.
When they arrived at the field, madam Hooch was already there.
"Good afternoon, class. I hope you all had a great summer. To the ones who are new: welcome, I hope you like it here and to the familiar faces I would like to say: it's nice to see you all again. I hope you still know how to fly."
Legolas looked at his 'Lightspeed' the best broomstick there now was. He truly hoped that he wouldn't make a fool of himself.
When madam Hooch had finished talking she ordered them all to mount their broomsticks and follow her through the air.
Legolas looked around nervously not really knowing what to do. Madam Hooch quickly approached him as she saw his doubt.
"What's the matter boy. You do know how to fly, don't you?" she asked exasperated.
"Well, not really. It has been a while." He replied softly, trying to sound embarrassed.
"I see, well just swing your leg around the broom and grip it tight. Then kick off the ground hard and hover for a moment, then lean slightly forward and come straight back down. Got it?"
"I think so." Legolas answered a little nervous.
Please, I do not want to make a fool of myself. I can do this, even these children can and I am much older than them, so this should not be a problem, right?
He kicked off from the ground hard and did as he was told.
Hey, this is not so bad after all. It is …I quite like it actually.
When he had gotten back down easily, he tried again, going higher this time.
Wow, this is amazing. You have really got a magnificent view from up here. I can even see the Greenhouse and……… wait a minute, I can see Aragorn. Oh come on look, look. Yes!
Legolas waved happily as Aragorn spotted him hovering in the air. Unfortunately he didn't realize that he had released both of his hands from the broom, and was now steerless.
His broom got a will of its own and rapidly started to descend downwards. His eyes widened with horror as he realized what was going on.
Okay think, just… hmmm ……just pull up, yeah that's is: pull up the broomstick.
As he did so, he quickly became in control of his broomstick again and landed softly on the ground.
When he turned around he saw Aragorn running up to him, followed by Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin and the rest of his class. "Are you alright?" he asked concerned, resting his hand onto Legolas' shoulder.
"Yes, I'm fine." He smiled.
"Wow, that was wicked, Legolas. I can't wait until we have our first flying lessons." Pippin spoke in awe.
Legolas turned to look at the Hobbit: "Unfortunately it did not feel as wicked as it looked!"
In the mean while Madam Hooch landed softly next to them.
"You had luck this time, Legolas. Next time pay a little more attention on what you're doing, will you!" she said a little angry.
"I will. I am sorry my lady."
"Professor Hooch will do, Mr Greenleaf. Well, Mr Strider, I think it would be best if you and your class would go away, so I can continue this class." Hooch said looking sternly at Aragorn with her bright green eyes.
"Right, sorry. Come on class, let us depart." He smiled one more time at Legolas before turning around and walking away briskly.
"Okay, Mr Greenleaf. Let's mount that broom and come with me."
Legolas did as he was told and soon followed madam Hooch through the air towards the others.
"Because it is the first lesson of the year, we're going to play a Quidditch match. So keep hovering on the same spot, while I divide you into two teams." Legolas was with Ron, Hermione, Seamus and three other girls from Hufflepuff.
Madam Hooch approached him: "Do you know the rules?"
"Yes, Ron and Harry have already told me all about them."
"Good." With that she flew away getting the balls.