Love Never Expected

Chapter 3: Getting To Know You
Moments of silence passed then, neither of them really knowing what to say. "So, did you just find out about this, or did you already know in advance?" Legolas asked, breaking the silence.

It took a while for Fleur to answer, since she was still taking in everything that had just happened. She looked at Legolas, her husband-to- be.

He looked rather shy, yet confident. He wore a dark emerald cape and tunic. Under his tunic he wore a long sleeve, silver shirt while his pants were tough brown leather. He wore long, ebony leather boots that covered his pants from the knee down. 'Damn, he's gorgeous,' thought Fleur.

"Actually, no. I was just informed about the matter a few moments ago. Why are they doing this?" Fleur responded, looking rather distressed. Legolas looked at the floor once again.

"I'm not sure. I guess because both of our families have strong background and high status that they wanted us to get married to increase their power," Legolas explained.

Fleur looked at him. Most men in the presence of a veela would lose their ability of speech, or would at least stutter, not that she was complaining at the sudden change. But some how Legolas was different.

'Could he be immune to my veela powers?' Fleur wondered. Then she remembered something her grandmother had once told her.

'No, it couldn't be. He couldn't be. Could he?' Fleur deemed.

"What are you?" Fleur asked, stepping closer to him.

"What do you mean?" Legolas questioned, looking up at her. Both met each other's gaze.

"I meant what type of creature you were. I have a feeling that you're not exactly human," Fleur asked Legolas, curious to know if her theory was true.

"I am a Sindarian elf. I come from the land of Mirkwood, and if I do say myself I would also have a feeling that you are not completely human yourself," Legolas retorted. Fleur sat down in the chair Legolas' father had sat in before.

"Your feelings were correct, Legolas. I'm only part human. I'm one forth veela." Legolas looked out the window. Fleur looked out the window to peer at the thing that had caught Legolas' attention, but found nothing.

She had heard of these types of elves from her grandmother. They were very much like the veela. They were fair and wise, and often, like the veela, attracted the opposite sex. This type of elf had the power to resist veelas and veelas could resist them.

Fleur stood up from her seat and stood in front of Legolas. Legolas once again turned to look upon her.

"Legolas, tell me the truth. Do you want to marry me?" Fleur asked him.

"I didn't choose to marry you, but if I must I will do everything in my power to make you happy," Legolas responded, considering her question for a moment. Fleur still kept her question up.

"You didn't answer my question. Do you want to marry me or not?" she asked again, deepening her gaze.

"Fleur, I barely know you. Therefore, until I get to know you better, no, I don't want to marry you." Legolas replied.

Fleur went back to sitting down at her chair. At that moment the door to the office swung open, revealing her mother.

"Fleur, I just heard the news!" Celine screeched.

She rushed in to hug her daughter when she noticed Legolas starring at her with a surprised look on his face.

"My, Fleur. He is a nice one!" she said, looking Legolas over.

"Mère!" Fleur yelled,blushing at her mother's words. Celine looked at her daughter.

"Fleur, don't be rude, show our guest around the house, will you." Fleur turned to Legolas who still wore a face full of surprise.

"Follow me, please," Fleur insisted.

She grabbed Legolas' hand and led him out the door. Fleur wanted to get as far away from her mother as possible, she hated her mother when she got like this.

"Fleur, may I ask you a question?" Legolas asked, looking back at the way they had come from the office.

"Of course you may," Fleur responded.

"Is your mother always that way, Fleur?" He asked, looking at her. Fleur glanced back at Legolas who was trying to keep up with her.

"Most of the time, when she's not angry with me or my father. Why? What's your mother like?" Fleur asked, wanting to know how his family was like. A sorrowful look crossed Legolas' face.

"I never knew my mother. You see she died when I was very young. My father mostly raised me, teaching me the ways of our people, although he could never really take the place of my mother," Fleur blushed.

"I'm so sorry. I...I didn't know," Legolas looked at her with eyes full of sorrow.

"It's alright, you didn't know. And anyway, you would have had to eventually find out."

The next few minutes were full of silence while Fleur and Legolas reached the mansion's main doors and exited to the gardens.

They quietly strolled through the rose bushes, taking in the delightful scents of different flowers in the gardens.

"So, Legolas, where did you go to school?" Fleur asked, starting a conversation. Legolas looked up from the roses.

"In Mirkwood I had a private tutor since I was the prince and had to learn certain things that the other children didn't. How about you? Where did you attend school?" Legolas asked.

"I attended Beauxbatons Witch and Wizarding Academy. I was very lonely though, even though there were many students around."

Fleur looked down. She didn't want to recall any of those memories.

Legolas looked at her. "What do you mean? Your father told me that you were very popular in school, " Fleur gave a sarcastic sigh.

"Yeah, I was popular alright. Popular with the boys. That's all I was ever popular with. All the girls at school were jealous at me because I was part veela and all their boy friends wanted to be with me!" Fleur blurted out to Legolas.

Legolas looked to the trees around them, "I know how you feel. Back in Mirkwood the boys there never wanted to hang out with me because of two reasons. Number one; they knew I was the Prince and thought that I was better than them. They thought I was stuck-up because I never talked to them, but I was only shy. Number two; all their girlfriend's wanted to be with me instead of their boyfriends. Because of that I was also popular, but only with the girls. I never had any real friends."

Fleur looked at Legolas in disbelief. She had never known anyone who really knew how she felt.

"Prince Greenleaf!" a house elf rushed up to them. "Prince Greenleaf, your father requests your appearance in Mr. Delacour's office immediately."

Legolas looked at the house elf. "Tell him I shall be there in a moment."

The house elf looked down to the floor, "Yes, right away, sir." He then rushed back to the mansion.

Legolas turned back to Fleur, "Excuse me while I attend to my father's requests." He then picked a rose from the bush and gave it to Fleur. "Maybe we can talk some more later. Maybe after dinner."

He bowed to Fleur, "Au revoir." Legolas then turned and walked back to the Delacour mansion.