Title: Love of my Soul
Author: Artemis Luna Diana
E-Mail: artemislunadianayahoo.com
Rating: R
Genre: AU, Crossover, Romance
Pairing: Harry Potter/Legolas
Time: HP: Harry's seventh year; LotR: after the quest, Aragorn is king, Frodo & Gandalf have left, Sam, Merry, & Pippin are in the Shire, and Legolas and Gimli are wandering around Middle-Earth. Note: Legolas has not begun the colony of Woodland Elves at Ithilien, and Gimli is not the Lord of the Glittering Caves.
Summary: Crossover b/w Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. Something Albus Dumbledore says leads Harry to believe that if he bonds with his soul mate, then he would have a better chance of defeating Voldemort. He shares this with Hermione and Ron who help him find a soul mate search spell. The three cast the spell late one night, but something goes wrong. After the spell is complete, Hermione and Ron are unconscious, and Harry has vanished.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings, though I wish I did, and am not making any money off of this little piece of fiction. It is simply for my own enjoyment.
Thanks to: Kes, and Shadow for the excellent betas. Thanks to my group members for helping me with the translations I needed.
WARNING!!! THIS STORY CONTAINS SLASH!!! THAT IS SAME SEX PAIRINGS, MAN ON MAN ACTION!!! DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ!!!
Harry was sitting against the trunk of a large oak tree, carefully trimming his broom. Above him, gracefully sprawled out on a tree branch, Legolas watched pensively, while Gimli sat close to the fire sharpening his largest axe.
"You don't know any other spells to help determine who your soul-mate is?" Legolas asked, breaking the silence.
Harry glanced up before replying. "Before we attempted the French soul spell, 'Le chérie de mon Âme,'(1) we did try an old German soul spell, 'Du bist meine Seele' (2). Or rather I did, since it only needed the seeker to work. It was before I got Ron and Hermione involved."
"I assume it didn't work?"
"Nope. Total failure. It was the only soul spell that needed the seeker alone to work, which was the sole reason I tried it. I hadn't wanted to get Ron or Hermione involved, just in case something went wrong."
"Why didn't it work?"
"Because the seeker needs to be within 50 leagues of his or her soul-mate for it to be successful. That's a very small area considering the scale of the planet, and the billions of possibilities available. I mean, the spell works, but it has such limitations that it makes it impractical to use – it was one of the earliest soul-mate-seeking spells developed. It came up empty because my soul-mate is here."
"Have you tried casting it here?"
Harry froze, dumfounded at his own stupidity.
"Harry?"
"I am an idiot," he muttered slowly. He set aside his broom and stood up. "I'll be back in few minutes. This won't take long." Harry strode off away from his companions. For the spell to work correctly, he needed have at least 40 meters of open space around him.
Once he was at an acceptable distance and out in the open, he stopped and drew his wand. Running a hand through his hair, he lifted his wand – still in good condition despite almost seven years of constant mishaps and battles. "What were the damn words again?" he muttered. "Oh, yes." With a few intricate flicks of his wand, Harry spoke the incantation to the spell, "Seelensucher."(3)
Harry's eyes fell shut of their own accord, as he swayed slightly when his soul lifted itself free of its shell. His soul was still connected to his body, but was not contained within it. When he had performed this spell at Hogwarts, his soul had remained in the darkness of the Above – the spirit realm – alone. This time, a sudden flash of light drew his attention. A slender cord of light began to tangle itself in him. Harry couldn't contain the burst of pleased happiness that erupted within him at the sight. Soon the cord began to gently pull him along; the fluid motion was in no danger of severing his connection with his body. At this moment, he was separated into three parts: his soul, his body, and his mind. He felt, rather than saw, his body collapse to the ground. He paid it no attention, however, and his mind followed the cord and his soul without protest.
It was a short journey, he realized, as he came upon the light of two souls. One was an earthy brown, pretty in its own way, he supposed, but held no appeal. The cord he followed did not reach for it either. The second soul was a dark evergreen color, and it took him a moment to notice the silver flecks in it. The same color of silver-grey that his own soul was comprised of. The cord reached for the green soul and began to wind itself around it.
For the first time, Harry realized that the green "taint" in his soul's coloring was not from the failed killing curse cast on him as an infant; it was the green of his soul-mate. He watched in awe as the spell drew his soul-mate into the dark Above with him. At first the soul was wary, poised to attack him, then it relaxed as if calmed by his presence. The spell completed, and Harry was thrust out of the Above and slammed back together in his body.
"Legolas," he breathed, before his battered mind succumbed to the lure of unconsciousness.
TBC…
(1) - Le chérie de mon Âme – Love of my soul. French.
(2) - Du bist meine Seele – You are my soul. German.
(3) - Seelensucher – Soul Seeker. German.
Author's Note:
Hey guys, sorry it's been awhile. RL has only gotten worse for me since the accident. PT is over, though I still have to do exercises on my own. My Oma died, and school has been really rough because I haven't been able to focus. Finals have just ended, and things should be lightening up. For those of you that follow 'Blood' I hope to have chapter seven out in a week or so, but summer classes start on the 10th and if I don't finish before then, it might take a little longer. I hope that this chapter and the hopeful new chapter of 'Blood' make up for my appalling lack of updates. ::smiles sheepishly::
-Artemis Luna Diana-