Ezellahen

This is a translation of the fanfic “Ezellahen" (Spanish) by Utena-Puchiko-nyu and Angeli Murasaki.

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Ezellahen
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Disclaimer: The characters of this story recognized from Harry Potter are the property of J.K. Rowling/Warner Bros while those from Middle Earth belong to Tolkien. In the future, two very entertaining characters from CLAMP will also be incorporated. This is a work of pure entertainment and we claim no monetary benefit what so ever.

WARNING: This fanfic is set COMPLETELY in an Alternate Universe. Therefore, we don’t want to hear any complaints later. There will be male pregnancy, elves, wizards OOC and much more.

AN: Author’s note
TN: Translator’s note

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Chapter 10: Decisions and Important Events
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Harry watched his Mokona with a serious expression and her forehead was creased in apparent concentration. Suddenly her eyes and mouth opened.

“I’m here Eze. What is it?” a voice was heard, resounding from within the child’s white pet.

“Hey there Elda. Nothing really important. It’s just that…”

“Tancave…?”

“I think my father and my professor are going to get married…”

“Oh…”

Normally such a sight would scare anyone, but Morë, after the initial fright over four years ago, had learned by now that his pupil’s pet and the pet of that of the son of the King of Gondor, Eldarion, were connected by a type of magic that allowed their owners to communicate through them; thus their pets almost worked like muggle telephones.

The professor smiled and closed the prince’s door to let him chat with his friend. He looked at the ring his partner had given him just three hours ago…as a symbol of their engagement. He didn’t know how Ezellahen had found out about it, he suspected that the Mokona had a lot to do with her owner’s knowledge concerning the engagement however. No one in the family knew about it yet, in fact, they had agreed to make the announcement at dinner that evening.

He sighed and reclined by one of the pillars that separated the hall from the garden, once again taken in by the stunning flora that surrounded the House of Rivendell. Flowers of all kinds and colors were present in the great splendor of spring time and full of peace. His eyes wondered over to the fountain in the center and couldn’t hold back the memories.

-Flashback-

Regulus had just finished his student’s first lesson after being in Rivendell for four days. His mentor had already left; leaving him surrounded by elves….especially that elf. Since arriving he had seen him about three other times and the tension from the first time their eyes met was always present. The wizard still didn’t know what to think about it.

He walked around the beautiful garden, of which he had fallen in love from the first time he laid eyes on it. His mother might have been a psychopath but…she had appreciated nature and had a passion for cultivating all the beautiful flowers in the wizarding world, a passion that she shared with her youngest son. As a child, he had had even helped her with her greenhouse. It wasn’t like Grimmauld Place because the vegetation in Rivendell was much more beautiful…and didn’t bring about any dreadful memories. For it had been in that very garden in Grimmauld Place that his family had attacked him as a traitor and where he had performed the spell that had brought him to this world.

He walked to the fountain and took a seat, looking at his reflection on the water. He was happy that the only Black features he now had as an adult were the eyes and the straight blue-black hair, his brother most probably shared these same features…because they both hated their family. It would have been torturous for them to wake up every morning to faces that they had learned to hate.

His body tensed when he sensed he was no longer alone in the garden, his uneasiness grew when he recognized who it was that approached him. It was as if they were connected somehow, as if something in their bodies made them recognize each other’s auras.

“I’ve always thought this garden to be beautiful…and your presence only enhances it.”

Regulus blushed furiously and lowered his gaze, feeling utterly timid. While at school he’d had a few girlfriends and one boyfriend, but none them had gone beyond kisses and petting, because he knew his family planned to marry him off to someone they considered of equal social standing, and he would have no say in the matter. Therefore it was useless to fall in love with anyone he liked at Hogwarts…none of them were people his family would approve of; and with the added dark magic lessons he barely had the time or energy for romance.

In this world, confined to that forest like he’d been, he hadn’t had any romantic involvements with anyone either and seven years had already passed since then. Much to his regret he didn’t know how to react to such flirting, much less from someone with the demeanor and character of Prince Elladan.

The twin approached, taking a seat before the mage and forcing him to face him by lifting the wizard’s face with a gentle finger under his chin.

“I like your eyes. I have never seen this color eyes before and I think they suit you extremely well.” He whispered sensually. “Why do you avoid my gaze?”

“I…”His blush intensified even more and he couldn’t breathe. He was acting like a hormonal teenager! “I don’t know how to react…” He finally muttered, never meeting the elf’s eyes.

Elladan smiled.

“Tell you what, have dinner with me tonight and we’ll get to know each other to help calm down your nervousness. Do you accept…?”

This time he met his gaze with suspicion.

“Where would we be going…?”

“I know the perfect place…” He smiled flirtatiously. “I will pick you up at your room at eight.” He drew near the wizard’s face, whose eyes widened astonishingly large. “I promise you won’t regret it,” he whispered and kissed his right cheek. “Until tonight…”

-End Flashback-

Morë smiled, remembering how his love had been the perfect gentleman that night, just as one would expect from royalty. Everything was perfect in fact, they had talked, gotten to know each other and both felt that that it wasn’t mere attraction they felt for each other but something much deeper. He could even swear that if his stuck up family had ever met Elladan, they would have thought him to be perfect for him, a prince of elvish blood (a precious quality in the Wizarding World were High Elves were believed to be mere myth), with the perfect upbringing and rich.

Everything was perfect until…well…when his now betrothed had escorted him to his door; they had both made the mistake of looking into each other’s eyes. He never knew who had started it all, but they had ended up against the wall sharing a ravenous kiss. It did not go beyond that, but Regulus knew that had been the best kiss of his life and he’d wanted more.

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Remus yawned and pushed away the parchments he was reading while he rubbed his eyes. He had been feeling more tired than usual lately. He though it was due to the fact that he was fully committed to the translation of the manuscripts and consequently did not sleep properly, plus the stress of the strange relationship he still maintained with the blond Slytherin, a romance that clearly brought him more grief than joy. However, all this should not have been enough to tire the wolf that lived within him.

He shrugged and returned his gaze to the parchments. He couldn’t help laughing quietly, imagining his friends’ faces when they learned the secrets contained within these manuscripts. He still remembered his shock after reading one particularly interesting section…

-Flashback-

He had finally finished a total of ten pages that summarized the important spell that Godric was working on. So he relaxed in his seat and started to read:

I am alone in my studio and I have everything needed to begin the spell, if everything turns out like I expect, I would have created a portal to another dimension. According to ancient manuscripts from times long past, the different worlds had once been connected and now thanks to me, the great wizard and explorer Godric Gryffindor, these worlds will be re-connected once again.

Well, I think perhaps my beautiful serpent has passed a bit of his vanity on to me. Then again, Sal’s vanity is immeasurable and at times selfish and childish…jealous, possessive, hateful, perverted…I kind of like that last one, hahaha, anyway...regardless, I love you Salazar Slytherin!

Remus reread the paragraph many times until he was convinced of what he was reading. By Merlin, Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin…had been lovers!

After calming down, the werewolf continued reading.

The spell needs great concentration, I have been preparing for days for this. I have even requested to be left alone, though my lover had insisted on remaining by my side.

-Note: the part in parenthesis in not within Godric’s account.-

(The young man closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, his face transforming into a mask of solemnity. Soon, his magic began surrounding him and his voice started to murmur phrases in an unknown language.

The young man started to rise from the floor without his notice and suddenly a great light enveloped him. Godric felt his energy being drained, but this was not the time to falter, opening his eyes he murmured the last part of the spell and quickly his voice intensified and in a blink…Godric was gone.

Minutes later, alerted by the radiance that emanated from the door, a very worried wizard entered to find an empty room.)

After the intense brilliance had faded I woke up in a place completely unknown to me. I found myself before a forest and beside me was the most beautiful lady I had ever seen in my life.

The beautiful young lady smiled at me and told me that she was waiting for me. Somewhat confused and still sitting on the floor, all I could do was smile, quite stupidly, before asking for her name…Galadriel she said in a beautiful singing voice.

Lady Galadriel told me to follow her, that she was not the only one expecting him. Anxious for answers I got up and followed without hesitation.

We entered the forest and after walking about five minutes came upon a marvelous place.
A man, as beautiful as the lady, approached her and kissed her hand gracefully. In that moment I noticed something I hadn’t before, obtunded by the lady’s beauty: they both had pointed ears! They must be elves, the mythic beings of the ancient scriptures.

The lady confirmed my deduction after introducing me to her husband, Celeborn. She also told me that I had arrived in Middle Earth.

I was really in another dimension!

I wanted to ask many more questions, but Galadriel indicated that I should rest before getting answers to all of my questions. She said that we should wait for the arrival of “Mithrandir.”

I immediately wanted to know who he was, but a simple: “Everything will be known in time” the lady left me alone in the room I had been given.

-End Flashback-
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If his deductions were correct, this was the same spell Lily had used to protect Harry. Undoubtedly, the residue found in the baby’s room, along with Voldemort’s black magic, had been ancient magic performed that Halloween. And now that Remus had finished translating the whole spell, all that was left to decide was who was going to be sent in search of Harry to this place called Middle Earth.

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-Two days later-
Remus Lupin sighed as the carriage crossed the main gate that protected the exuberant Malfoy Manor. He had concentrated so much on his work that he had forgotten his rendezvous with Lucius and as a consequence had received a message in which, with all the modesty of the world, the blond had informed of his fury. Therefore he had to put everything aside to meet with his mate.

The same house-elf that always greeted him was at the entrance this time as well and motioned him to follow, but a flash of green impeded his compliance.

“Hello Remus!”

He smiled and hugged young Draco Malfoy, who was impeccably dressed in a Slytherin-green robe. It had been over a year since Lucius had gotten fed up with the motel they usually met at and had decided to move their encounters to his main house. It was inevitable that in one of those Remus had run into Draco. The child had immediately frowned when he saw him and had demanded to know who he was. The Gryffindor had no other choice but to tell him the truth.

After the initial shock, they managed to get along remarkably well and now had a very close friendship. Draco had even confessed that he wouldn’t mind calling him dad in the future; after all, his own mother had left him to go on a “journey of rejuvenation” after divorcing his father.

Of course, when Lucius found out that Remus had told his son they were lovers they’d had a momentous fight. But it wasn’t good to remember that right now…

“Hello, pup! How have you been?”

“I’ve been very well, Remus. I missed you and dad was very annoyed because you wouldn’t come.”

“Your father is always annoyed,” he smiled. “But since we don’t want him to get worse, I better go see him. We’ll meet up later, okay?”

“Awww…I haven’t seen you in a long time,” he whined. “Dad can wait a few more minutes. Come take a look at my drawings first!”

“Draco,” a cold voice called from behind him and Remus frowned when he saw the complete change in the child’s demeanor. In the time they had known each other Remus had been able to get the child out of his serious and distant facade. However, whenever Lucius was present, Draco would put on his mask of indifference and behaved every bit the Malfoy. Something quite sad considering the child was only nine years old.

“Yes, father?”

“Return to your room, Remus and I have things to do.”

“Of course, father.” Draco murmured, withdrawing reluctantly from the embrace he still maintained with the werewolf. “See you later, Remus.”

“Of course, little one. I will look for you myself to have a chat.”

“All right, I’ll be waiting!” Draco said with a minute smile before reentering the room from which he had emerged.

Remus sighed and turned to see the face of the one fate had chosen as his mate. Lucius looked as cold as always, though a slight flash of annoyance and happiness to seeing him after three days was visible in his silver eyes.

“Let’s go to my office.” He hissed before taking off at a fast pace.

The younger man followed him, not knowing what to make of Lucius’ attitude. A few times he had arrived late to their assignations and had found himself with a frozen gaze and being completely ignored. He had to almost beg to be forgiven by the blond and to get him to talk to him again. Now that he had completely forgotten to come at all, he had no idea what to expect.

His misgivings banished when they entered the office. Lucius grasped him roughly around the waist and forced their lips together. They both moaned at the contact and didn’t wait long to open their mouths to welcome eager tongues. Remus felt as he was ferociously stripped and guided to the largest couch available in there; one of black leather that was perfectly capable of withstanding both their weight during sex.

“Oh, Remus. I want you so much.” The blond murmured, reclining Remus’ smaller body on the couch, his hands never still for more than two seconds at a time.

“As do I, my love. I’m sorry I for-”

“Shhhh…don’t talk. Just kiss me and let me make you mine.” Malfoy growled as he finished removing every single article of clothing from his lover’s body.

Despite the roughness, Remus couldn’t help smiling and just as Lucius had asked, began kissing him. Mean while, Lucius began to stroke him with one hand while he got rid of his own clothes with the other. They both groaned when they had to separate in order for the blond to completely strip. Lupin couldn’t help feeling amazed and a little bit of envy when he saw the white skin, smooth and perfect, very different from his own scar riddled flesh. The older man always said he didn’t care about that, in fact every time they had sex he enjoyed kissing every single one of them, it was one of the few gentle gestures he had toward his partner.

Once they were both naked, Lucius returned to attack his lover’s swollen mouth and lifted the werewolf’s legs to position him. His urgency was intense, Malfoy didn’t know what it was about his partner, but he couldn’t go more than a day without having him…needless to say, these last three days without his werewolf had not gone well. Remus Lupin had something, something that once he had a taste of it nothing else could ever satisfy him in the same way again.

Grasping the younger man’s hips with his hands, Lucius pushed into his lover slowly. Only briefly worrying about the pain he might cause without any previous preparation.

“Ouch! Lucius, be more careful…” Remus whimpered, gasping.

“It’s your own fault,” Lucius grunted in response.

Without waiting any longer, he withdrew from the Gryffindor’s entrance to thrust back in, hard; punishing him for abandoning him for days, for making him feel things no one had ever made him feel, for getting into his heart and his son’s in a way he’d never expected anyone capable of…for being everything he’d ever wanted and had always believed he’d never know.

For his part, Remus resigned himself to his fate and just hugged his lover's neck, letting him do what he wanted without any real enjoyment for himself; there was just too much pain to feel any passion. However, he managed to ejaculate along with Lucius, not wanting to upset the blond more than he already was.

Malfoy came with a hoarse groan of satisfaction and fell heavily on top of his smaller partner. He remained like that for a few minutes recovering his breath and then slowly rose. Something within him twisted disturbingly when he saw the tears on his lover’s face.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, avoiding his gaze.

“It’s all right, it doesn’t’ matter.”

“You didn’t take pleasure in it.”

“It doesn’t matter, Lucius. Forget about it.” Remus replied somewhat coldly. Lucius frowned and let him rise from the couch. “I’m going to clean up in the restroom.”

The blond did everything he could to ignore his werewolf’s grimace of pain as he rose, to not see the blood on his anus and legs or his awkward gait as he left the couch.

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-A week later-

“Are you all right, Moony? You’re a bit pale.”

“I haven’t been feeling well for over a month, Frank.” He said in a whisper, rubbing his stomach lightly, feeling nauseous.

“I’m going to Hogwarts right now, for Neville’s annual check up. You can come with us if you want and ask Madame Pomfrey to check you out.”

Lupin frowned but agreed.

“I think that’s a good idea. Let me change and I’ll join you.”

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“You are perfect like always, Neville.” The Nurse smiled, giving the nine year-old a lollypop.

“Thank you, Madame.” The child said happily, accepting the treat. Even though he’d been raised by men that had been every teacher’s nightmare in their time, young Neville was a very polite, well behaved child. Of course, he had his moments, but his mischief wasn’t even severe enough to merit a punishment.

“Now…” she looked at Remus. “Can you tell what has been happening to you...?”

“Eh…” He grimaced in hesitation, looking at Frank.

“Oh, right.” Frank said getting the hint. “We’ll go take a little tour of the castle while we wait. Thanks for everything Madam Pomfrey.”

“You’re welcome, boys. It was a pleasure like always.” She smiled maternally as she watched father and son make their way out. Then she furrowed her brow as she turned to the werewolf, it was not secret that she had a soft spot when it came to him. “What’s wrong, Remus?”

“I haven’t been feeling well,” he sighed. “I have thrown up, gotten dizzy and I’ve been acting weird during the full moon.” He avoided her gaze. “My inner wolf has already chosen a mate and we have been having sexual relations for a little over two years now.” He whispered with a slight blush on his cheeks.

“Oh…” She arched and eyebrow, amused. “You think…?”

“I would like to know for sure.” He sputtered, blushing even more than before.

“Perfect, there is a simple spell for that. I need you to bare your stomach and lie back on the bed.”

After the consultation, Remus went to the business complex where Lucius’ office was located.

“Mr. Malfoy,” the voice of the secretary said over the communicator. “Mr. Remus Lupin is here to see you. He has no appointment but says it’s important, do I let him in?”

Lucius frowned; he’d prohibited Remus to come to his office unless there was an emergency with Draco on those days when the werewolf stayed to look after him. This was not one of those days however.

“Fine, tell him to come in.”

“Right away, sir.”

The door opened a moment later and Lucius arched an eyebrow when he saw his lover’s radiant smile.

“Remus, what are you doing here?"

Remus didn’t even falter at the rude question and walked over to hug and kiss the surprised Slytherin.

“Oh Lucius! Lucius..! Lucius..!” Remus babbled, pulling the older man into an almost suffocating embrace.

“Will you tell me what the hell is wrong with you already?!” Lucius hissed pushing him away brusquely, a dark glower on his aristocratic face.

“Oh, Lucius…” Remus said, never losing his smile, taking the blond’s hands in his own.

“I’m pregnant; we’re going to have a baby.”

Lucius expression should have been enough to tell Remus that the news was wonderful to him alone. An uneasy silence enveloped the office until the blond whispered in a dangerous tone: “…what?”

“I’m pregnant!” Remus exclaimed, his eyes bright with happiness. “I had been feeling sick this past month…I though I was just overly tired…I never imagined…well, the symptoms told me something, but-”

“Shut up, Lupin!”

Remus closed his mouth with an audible snap, his eyes opening as wide as dinner plates when he heard his partner address him by his last name. He finally noticed the fury in those silver eyes and Malfoy’s rigid stance.

“Lucius..?” he said hesitantly. “Is something wrong..?”

“Obviously! Everything’s wrong!” Lucius answered explosively; fortunately his offices were all under Silencio. “You have just told me you are pregnant with my child! You!!! A damn werewolf!”

The pain was obvious on Remus’ face, his heart breaking a piece at a time. But Lucius didn’t notice these alarming signs and kept on screaming.

“I can’t have a child with your curse! I though that was clear to you!” He looked at him through narrowed eyes. “What were you trying to gain from this? Did you think that by trapping me with a child you’d have access to my money and I wouldn’t care that the brat could be a dark creature..?!”

Remus gasped, tears running down his face but Lucius continued.

“Well you were wrong! I have already been in a marriage I did not want and I am not about to repeat the experience! Get rid of it and I’ll forgive your indiscretion!”

The younger man’s features hardened and his golden eyes narrowed.

“I won’t get rid of my child,” he growled, his inner wolf taking over as his pup was threatened.

“Then we’re through! I won’t be the father of an aberration!”

“Fine.” Remus murmured before leaving the office at a fast pace.

The blond watched him leave, incredulous. He followed him out the office, trying to understand why he has leaving him like this. (AN: ¬¬)

“Remus, come back here! We are not done with this discussion!”

“I have nothing to say to you, Lucius Malfoy! I hate you!”

“Remus!” He exclaimed surprised.

Lupin disappeared behind the elevator doors. Lucius’ secretary watched everything in wide eyed incredulity, not believing the spectacle her stoic boss had just made of himself.

“Damn it!” The blond growled, punching his fist into the elevator doors, managing to dent it a little. Ignoring the blood on his knuckles he returned to his office enraged.

“Sir..?”

“Don’t talk to me!” He screamed, making the poor woman shrink back in fear. “Cancel all of today’s remaining appointments.”

“Yes Sir!” She replied.

For his part, Remus hurried to get home. The tears no longer fell and his eyes shone with determination. He didn’t wish to remain in the vicinity of the man that only toyed with him, that called his child an aberration, for he at least had created this child with love. But the worst thing was that he’d actually suggested he abort the baby. There was only one place he could go and he would be doing a huge favor to one of his brothers along the way as well.

To be continued…
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TN: Sorry for the super long wait and thank you all for your patience and support! -Lina