Genre: Lotrps AU/Harry Potter future!fic crossover
Summary: Dom becomes a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and finds himself strangely attracted to Elijah, one of the Gryffindor seventh-years.
Warnings: Like I said, AU and crossover. Also it's HP so, obviously, supernatural stuff.
Disclaimer: The wonderful HP world is created by JK Rowling who is not me, and the LOTR boys do not belong to me, both facts which I obviously regret but are nevertheless true. Sniff.
Feedback: Makes me prostrate myself at your feet and grovel pathetically.
Author's notes: Back after a seven-month sabattical, I'm hoping some of you still remember this fic. Thanks to ismenin for the quick beta, despite her not being well. Hugses!
“You fucking imbecile!”
Liv leaned almost lazily to the left to avoid being hit by a tumbler filled with Firewhisky, which came hurtling through the air towards her. It shattered against the wall behind her, sizzling and burning a hole in the greasy wallpaper.
“Will you calm the fuck down?” she drawled, just as Josh picked up a second tumbler, though this time he drained it of its contents before throwing it.
“Calm down?” her cousin screeched back, as she deflected the flying object with a Shield Charm, sending glass shards scattering everywhere. “Calm down? You just fucked up our entire plan, robbed me of the revenge I’ve been waiting for for a year, and you tell me to calm the fuck down?”
“Oh, don’t be such a drama queen, Joshua,” she spat back. “I got the news, formed a plan, and I acted when the time seemed ripe. I made a little miscalculation, big deal.”
“A little miscalculation, was it?” sneered her cousin. “You based your brilliant plan solely on your belief that Boyd would turn the fuckers in. His best friend!” He laughed hollowly.
“I counted on him to act on his anger, or else his sense of duty,” said Liv sullenly. “I’ve studied him, and I thought I had him figured out. He has a lot of anger in him, and he wouldn’t have been made Deputy Headmaster if he didn’t stick by the rules. I didn’t plan for him to turn out all noble and loyal.”
“Well, you were wrong, as I would have told you if you didn’t act on a fucking whim,” hissed Josh. “Of course he picked their side. Their kind always does. And so, instead of weakening them, you’ve actually given them an ally, and put them on our trail!”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Liv snapped. “There’s no way they can figure out we were behind this.”
“Maybe not, but they’ll be on their guard from now on,” said Josh. “No matter how you look at it, our subtle desctruction plans are well and truly fucked.”
“Then fuck the subtle approach,” said Liv, annoyed at her cousin’s accusations, even more annoyed that he was right, and still furious that her plans had gone pear-shaped. “I say it’s time to move in for the kill.”
“I still don’t quite get why we needed to come here,” sighed Elijah to Billy and Dom as they sat together in the living room of Billy’s Glasgow home.
The Easter holidays had started the day after the match, and both Billy and Dom had agreed that it would be safer for them to spend those days away from Hogwarts. Even though Elijah didn’t really understand why, he had obediently packed a travelbag and told his classmates he was going to spend his holidays with relatives of his Dad’s – which wasn’t really an actual lie, if you thought about it, as his grandparents lived in Glasgow as well. Still, Lily had looked at him oddly, as if she suspected he was up to something, but she hadn’t spoken a word to him since the evening before.
“Because we needed a safe place, to figure out what we’re going to do about this,” said Billy, pouring him tea and sitting down on the sofa beside Dom, who looked worried.
Elijah frowned, still not understanding their concern. “But… whoever sent you that note, they failed. You didn’t turn us in, and they don’t have any proof to take to the other teachers. So as long as we make sure we’re not caught again, there’s no harm done… right?”
The two older men exchanged a look that clearly conveyed they did not seem to share his optimistic views.
“I don’t think this is the end of it,” muttered Dom darkly.
“Come on, Dom,” Elijah tried to reason with his lover. “The only ones who saw us were those two kids, back in the corridor. What are they gonna do?”
“Do you really think they were alone in this?” snapped Dom irritably, slapping the crumpled note lying on the coffee table in front of him. “It’s far too ambitious a plan for two second-years to come up with. Besides, I teach those kids and so does Billy. This is not their handwriting. There’s more people involved in this, they’re after me, and we’ve played into their hands by acting as stupid as we did.” He cursed himself for his carelessness in letting the two younger students see them together.
Elijah sat back in the armchair, looking hurt. Billy cleared his throat delicately and picked up the message again, scanning it once more, even though all three of them knew it by heart.
“What I don’t understand,” he remarked, looking up at his companions, “is how they could possibly have figured all this out. It seems perfectly clear from this note that they knew who you are, even though you were in disguise at the time.”
Dom nodded. “The whole time, absolutely. You can trust me to take care of that, at least. But what puzzles me even more, Bills,” he continued, frowning to himself, “is how they could know about you.”
“What do you mean?” asked Billy, frowning in return.
“Think about it,” said Dom, “of all the teachers they could have told, they chose to send the note to you. Why? You certainly weren’t closest at hand, and if they’d been after Elijah they could have sent any other teacher to bust him sneaking his boyfriend into school, right?”
Billy hummed in agreement, intrigued.
“But they didn’t want someone who could catch a student having a secret shag,” the Changeling continued. “They wanted someone to catch me with Elijah. And the only one who would actually see me instead of Geoffrey, is you.”
“Fuck…” whispered Elijah, finally realising the severity of the situation. Billy, also, had gone quite pale.
“Who else knows about you?” Dom asked him urgently.
“Nae a living soul but the two of you, my sister, and Ali,” Billy replied haltingly.
“Not even any of the other teachers? Not even Harry?”
Billy shook his head ruefully.
“Then there’s only one other possible explanation,” said Dom, getting up and pacing in front of the fireplace. “They’ve got a Seer. Only one of them could have recognised both you and me for what we truly are.”
“It can’t be,” argued Billy immediately. “There are no Seers at Hogwarts.”
“How can you know?” asked Elijah. “Seers can’t be recognised by anyone, not even other Seers.”
“But all are registered at the Ministry,” explained Dom. “And it is their duty to inform the school whenever they take on a student under Guidance. It’s the law.”
Elijah snorted impatiently. “Oh yeah, like we’re talking about law-abiding citizens here! They could be unregistered.”
“In that case they could be anyone,” said Billy darkly. “And my guess is they won’t stop at this. They’ll be waiting for a chance to try and get at you again, Dom.”
“Then the only question is: what are we going to do about it?” said Elijah fiercely.
Dom turned to him, his eyes sad. “Not ‘we’, Elijah. I’m…”
The younger man narrowed his eyes and glared at his lover; he had been expecting something like this. “If you’re planning to go all noble on my ass and try to pull me out of the line of fire and all that shit, you can save your breath. I’m not going anywhere.”
The corner of Billy’s mouth curved upward at these words, but Dom sighed in annoyance. “Look, if it’s me they’re after, there’s no reason for you to get involved.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” snapped Elijah. “I’d assumed that having been seen pushing you against a wall and sticking my tongue down your fucking throat might have been a hint to them that I am already involved.”
“All the more reason for us not to be seen together anymore,” Dom countered heatedly.
Billy cleared his throat. “I’d say you both have a point. Dom, there’s no use in pushing Elijah away now. What’s done is done, and they know he’s not just a student to you. But I do suggest that you two keep away from each other until this whole thing blows over.”
Elijah harrumphed, but nodded grudgingly. He wasn’t about to ruin Dom’s or his own career for a shag or two. Even if said shags had been fantastic.
But Dom wasn’t satisfied. “But what if it doesn’t blow over? Who knows if these people will give up once Elijah’s finished school, Bills?” He shook his head furiously and looked at his lover again. “No, we have to end this.”
“And who the fuck are you to decide that, huh?” Elijah burst out as he jumped up from his chair, jabbing his finger into Dom’s chest angrily. “As far as I know, there are still two people in this relationship, Dominic, and you don’t even ask for my opinion on this! You told me, way back when we started this, that it’d be difficult, that there’d be risks, and remember what I told you then?”
Dom said nothing, his jaw tightening, either from anger or grief, or perhaps both. Elijah moved closer into his personal space, until their faces were only an inch apart.
“I seem to recall telling you that it was worth it,” the young man said, softer now, looking into the Changeling’s eyes. “I still feel that way, Dom. Do you?”
Dom lifted his hands, cupping Elijah’s face briefly before sliding them gently to his shoulders and caressing down his arms. When he finally spoke, his voice was tight. “Worth the risk of having you hurt over what I am?”
The memory of Yoon Jin’s prophecy came back to the younger man all of a sudden, her words echoing in his mind:
The path is difficult at times, yet as long as the hands stay joined, they will help each other along.
Elijah took his lover’s hands and folded them between his own. “They couldn’t possibly hurt me more than by taking you away from me.”
Dom’s lower lip trembled ever so slightly. “You are one stubborn wanker, Wood,” he managed to grate out, before Elijah pulled him down into a crushing hug.