Well I WAS going to wait six years for this update…. Just kidding. I just haven't been writing. I tend to fall off the face of the Earth for brief periods of time.

I own nothing and make no money from these little fanfics. All for entertainment purposes. PS is there ever going to be a new Avatar movie? Still waiting patiently, but it is taking even longer than my story updates.

PS I am not going to be able to get all of the movie lines quite right. I'm just not.

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The first sensation that Harry registered upon waking up from cryosleep was the same as the last he had felt before falling asleep; followed by an intense tingling in the tips of his fingers. The feeling of pins and needles spreading through his fingers to his hands caused Harry to open his eyes and snap to attention with adrenaline. His mind quickly registered two things:

He was still in the cryochamber, and he was still alive.

All around him the green gel was glowing with a faint light, illuminating what he could see of his cold body in an otherworldly way. That was quite fitting though, wasn't it? After all, he was officially an alien now. Only hours away from stepping foot on a foreign planet. Harry huffed out a laugh laced with hysteria. Harrison's plan had worked. The cryochamber had done its job and saved his life, and now he was expected to live on an alien planet for two years while pretending to be an Asian geology prodigy.

Except that wasn't quite right, was it? No, his mind had been slow to recall, but he remembered now. He had a show to put on for the medical staff here, and if he played his cards right they shouldn't suspect a thing. Hopefully.

Taking a deep breath Harry lifted the lid of the cryobed and sat up in one smooth motion. He could feel the preservation charms fall away from him as soon as he pushed up the lid, and immediately his skin began to move and bubble. He dove off the chamber and had prevent himself from floating away when instead of going down his body followed his momentum up. Zero-gravity, right.

With great effort, Harry didn't dwell on the fact he was flying with out a broom and instead pulled himself back down and rushed to open the door of the mini storage cupboard so he could grab his mokeskin pouch. He shoved his face inside of the bag and summoned his potions with a whispered command.

He did briefly pause to enjoy the feeling of contained magic within the bag. It would be the only source of magic he felt for the duration of his stay, any uncontained magic he performed would be detectable. He only allowed himself a second though and then downed a dose as quickly as he could. Unfortunately, all the clever innovation in the world hadn't improved the taste much and Harry didn't have to fake his retching noises at all.

The potion was potent in both taste and effectiveness, the feeling of crawling skin vanished very suddenly as the illusion of Yoshihara, Kaito settled around Harry's body more permanently. He wouldn't have to repeat this process for another week, thank Merlin. Harry pulled his now solidly transfigured face out of the bag and looked around. No one seemed to be paying him much mind, and no one was screaming anything about magic or bubbling skin. Chances were that no one had noticed, and the mokeskin pouch wasn't detected by the muggle scanners, or perhaps this ship didn't have any installed? It was a risk he had to take, he needed to use the polyjuice.

He noticed a brow haired staff member floating towards him with an amused smile on his face. It was show time.

"Good morning, Dr. Yoshihara. I see you've already discovered one of the less pleasant effects of cryosleep. How are you feeling now?" he asked. Harry put on a panicked expression.

"Who is Dr. Yoshihara, and who are you?" He asked in a loud panicked voice, "Where the hell am I?" He demanded. He made sure to use perfect English with a British accent, which felt incredibly strange to do while using Kaito's vocal cords. His speech adjusted quickly though given that it was Harry's natural dialect. The attendant looked incredibly startled.

"No way." The attendant muttered to himself. "Dr. Yoshihara if this is a joke it is in very poor taste." He replied, eyes still wide.

"Joke?" Harry replied with his voice matching the attendant's tone of irritation, "The only joke here is that I'm floating, I don't know where I am, and I don't…. I don't know who I am! Oh my god. What the fuck is happening?" he exclaimed and trailed off into mindless hysterics and kicking up a fuss. The attendant dropped his clipboard, though it didn't actually go anywhere, and grasped Harry's flailing arms.

"Sir, you need to come with me. We will answer all your questions." He said. It was clear that he was desperate to calm Harry down and remove him from the cryochamber room, the other passengers were starting to gather and stare. The term "Brain freeze" was being tossed around the room by the more gossipy members of his small audience. Harry resisted a grin, this was exactly what needed to happen.

Harry agreed to go along with the man, though reluctantly and demanding answers. Perhaps if he could convince them that his mind was completely addled and useless they would just ship him back to Earth straight away. Harry placed his little bag around his neck and made to follow the man. He helped Harry navigate through the air towards the exit of the chamber room. Harry found that navigating zero-gravity was very different from flying on a broom; once you picked a direction you were stuck with it until you pushed off something else. However, he found that he was able to orient his body properly without much trouble, all in all it was a neat experience.

"This is bloody brilliant." Harry said to the attendant. The man gave him a look that said he disagreed, but chose not to say anything. He was probably having a bad day right now so Harry cut the man some slack and remained silent the rest of their floaty trip down the hall. They finally stopped at a door labelled Medical Bay. The attendant flashed a card in front of the door and it slid open. A caramel skinned woman with black hair was sipping coffee and staring at a floating blue…. screen of some sort above her desk when they entered. She looked up towards them with one brow raised high above her green eyes.

"Yes?" she said to the attendant and took a sip of her coffee. The man nodded.

"Dr. Anju, this is Yoshihara, Kaito." Said the man. The doctor's face lit up with recognition at the name and she let go of her coffee and oriented herself towards him.

"Ohayo, Yoshihara-san. Watashi no namae wa Anju, Fatima desu." She greeted and held out her hand.

"Pardon?" replied Harry, the doctor's face now held a different kind of surprise. The attendant shifted awkwardly.

"Doctor, I believe that Dr. Yoshihara is experiencing, well, brain freeze." Said the man. The doctor immediately dropped her hand back to her side with a look of defeat and disappointment.

"Oh fuck me." She said in exasperation. She pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut. "Somebody get me a line to Grace. This isn't going to go over well." She said. She waved her hand at the man who had escorted them and he looked a little too relieved at the dismissal. Harry noticed two more people in white coats towards the back of the room, one of them was at a computer scrolling through a list of names or numbers with a stressed look on his face. Harry wasn't sure who Grace was supposed to be, but if the reaction was anything to go by, then Harry was willing to bet that dealing with her would be a lot like dealing with a pissed off McGonagall.

"Uhm, excuse me." Said Harry, and the doctor startled at his voice. "I have a number of questions, and I would really appreciate it if someone would answer them. Also, if I could get a set of clothes?" He said. Dr. Anju gave him a look of sympathy.

"Yeah, me too." She said with a sigh. "The clothes are going to have to wait though. I'm going to need you in a hospital gown in a couple minutes anyways. Just general procedure. Come this way for now." She said and pulled him towards a white cloth covered examination table. "Grab onto the edge here and pull yourself down, I'm going to turn on the gravity simulator." She said, and floated away. She stopped at a computer for a few seconds and clicked around. "Brace for gravity!" she called out, and waited a few seconds until her assistants were touching the floor before tapping the screen once more. Harry fell the short distance between his but and the bed as soon as the gravity kicked in.

"Doctor!" called one of her assistants, "Grace is currently unavailable. She's driving at the moment." Said the female assistant. Dr. Anju let out a sigh.

"Right, she'll be gone until the afternoon at least. Looks like we will have to fill her in later." She said. Fatima unbuckled a stack of chairs and pulled one over the examination table and sat in front of Harry.

"Okay, so! We will be arriving on Pandora in a few hours. In the meantime, I'm going to run a few tests on you and try to assess the extent of the damage to your brain. It was been a very long time since anyone has had brain freeze and I'm afraid I don't have all the equipment I need to fully diagnose you on board this ship." She explained. Harry mentally rolled his eyes. Typical of these big tycoon types to overestimate their abilities and be unprepared for an emergency.

"Where is Pandora?" asked Harry. Fatima looked up at him with a warry look in her eye, like she was expecting Harry to freak out when she answered that question.

"How much do you remember of your life before now Yoshihara-san?" she asked in return. Harry scrunched up his eyes in thought. What should he say to that question, should he make something up? Or should he just…

"Nothing. Just a sweet smell and then I was waking up with tingling fingers, in a place where nothing is familiar. I don't even know who I am. I don't even know what I look like." He said. Fatima studied him critically with a straight face for a few moments. She clicked her tongue, stood up, and walked over to her desk too pull out some kind of electronic pad. She walked back over to the exam table and stood behind him. Harry turned his head over his shoulder to see what she was doing.

"Face forward Yoshihara-san, I can't get a reading on your nural network here, but I can scan blood flow and metabolism in your brain. It sounds more likely that you have reduced blood flow in the temporal regions of your brain; towards the front left or right side. Maybe both. I just want to take a look and see what is going on, so sit still." She said.

Holly shit. Could muggles do that? She was just going to hold up a little metal square and take pictures of his brain and figure out where blood was and was not flowing, and muggles were afraid of magic?

Fatima walked around Harry in one full circle with the pad aimed towards his head, then sat back down in her chair.

"All done now. You can relax." She said. Harry slouched a little and looked towards the pad. Sure enough there was a blue silhouette of a brain spinning on the screen with different places highlighted different colours. Dr. Anju was spinning the picture this way and that and zooming in on different places. She was frowning in concentration as she worked. She signaled over her shoulder and one of her assistants walked over. "What does this look like to you?" she asked. The man took the pad and studied the picture briefly.

"Hmm, it looks like fairly normal activity. Some indications of high stress, maybe moderate depression or recovery from sever depression. I don't see anything else notable though." He said and handed the pad back. Harry felt himself colour a bit. That was some very perceptive insight for someone who couldn't perform legilimancy.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too." Said Dr. Anju, once again frowning at the picture. Harry was starting to feel a little nervous. What else could this doctor see looking at this photo? He was just waiting for her to point at him and start yelling witch, but the yelling never came. Instead she turned off the screen and placed it in her lap. "So it seems that you do NOT have reduced blood flow. That would be something more typical of a physical blow to the head than something like brain freeze anyways. It just doesn't make much sense Yoshihara-san. You did get the vitamin shot correct?" she asked. Harry opened his mouth and very nearly said yes, but caught himself and closed it instead. Fatima coloured a little and gave him a sheepish look. "Right. Sorry." She said. Harry just nodded, he would have to be more careful in the future.

"No worries. Uh, you didn't answer my question though." Said Harry, "Where is Pandora exactly?" He asked again. Fatima's lips pressed into a thin like.

"Yes, right. Well. I suppose we have some time. First though… Do you see this thing I'm holding?" she said. Harry looked at the pen she was holding and nodded. "Good, tell me what it is called." She said. Again Harry froze for a moment. How dumb should he play this? What was "typical" of brain freeze? Though he supposed it didn't matter too much because as soon as they took another scan of his brain they would be able to tell something was wrong anyways. He decided not to play it too dumb, or he would be sure to slip up in the future.

"It's a pen." He replied. Fatima nodded.

"Correct, and you remember the name of our home planet?" she asked.

"Yes, Earth." He said.

"Alright, it seems you still have a general grasp on what objects are just no recollection of over seeing them before. This will make explaining a bit easier." She said. Harry shifted around on the bed, now that the gravity was back he was feeling weak. Laying down for six years might have had something to do with that. He was also very hungry, and his stomach decided to announce that. "Oh! Goodness, what kind of doctor am I? I haven't even fed you yet. This will be a conversation that is easier to have over food anyways. I'll arrange someone to bring us something to eat, and your bag! Speaking of bags, do you want me to chuck that barf bag?" she asked. Harry waved his hand.

"No, it is fine. I didn't… I didn't use it." He said lamely.

"Sure, sure. I'll be right back." She said, and exited the medical bay. It was some time before she returned with another staff member in tow. The man was holding his bag and a bowl while Dr. Anju was holding a plate of eggs for herself.

"Just set it behind that curtain, Jensen. Thank you." She said. The man placed his bag down here he was told and passes the bowl to Dr. Anju. Then he left with a little wave to Fatima and a nod to Harry. "You can change behind there. Uhm, if you need any help just say and I'll send Mason." She said. Harry lowered himself off the bed and took a couple shaky steps towards the curtain. While he changed he took the opportunity to place his mokeskin pouch into his duffle bag. It would be a disaster if he lost it. When Harry came out from behind the curtain Dr. Anju was sat at her desk eating, she had placed a chair on the opposite side of her desk. A bowl of porridge was also waiting on the desk for him. She motioned at him to sit down. "You'll want to start light. Cryosleep can be tough on the stomach." She said in reference to his bowl of mush. Harry didn't mind though, the porridge smelled divine and he was so hungry he would eat dog biscuits.

"Will you answer my question now?" he asked. Dr. Anju was really drawing this out, Harry thought she might be a little socially awkward because she kept avoiding conflict.

"Yes. Okay. So, like Earth, Pandora is a planet." She said. Harry placed a startled look on his face. Yes, definitely not so familiar with tact, this one.

"A planet? I'm on a different planet?" He asked. Fatima nodded, again, looking distinctly uncomfortable.

"Yes. It is a six year ship ride from Earth to Pandora. I forget how many millions of lightyears away it is but it is very, very far. You were asleep for the whole flight, which is presumably what damaged your memory." She said. Harry stared at her quietly. To be honest he was a little more shaken up hearing that than he thought he would be. He had already known that he was going to another planet, but he hadn't comprehended until now just how far away that was. How many things could go wrong during a space flight that long? What is they had been hit by an asteroid or something? He would have never even known.

"I see." He said, and took another bite of his porridge. "What exactly am I doing on another planet?" he asked.

"You wanted to come here, if that's what you mean. As far as I know you studied Unobtanium, a metal we mine on this planet, and you found a way to get more of it. You were coming here to work and study." She said.

"This is important because?" he said. Fatima held up a finger and chewed her food quickly before answers.

"It's because we have only been able to remotely detect large deposits thus far. It's brought us rather close to the indigenous population. Couple rotations ago some violent conflicts broke out and caused a bunch of political issues. That's how the avatar program started." She said. Harry choked.

"Excuse me!?" he said. Fatima startled. "The indigenous population! There are aliens on this planet?" he said. Harrison had utterly failed to mention that this planet had life on it, aside from the humans that were apparently invading it. He thought it was just a mining operation. Holly shit this planet had life on it. There was life in space. He was invading a planet. He had been joking to himself earlier about being an alien, but he'd never imagined that he actually was one!

"Yoshihara-san, we are the aliens here. Not a message the RDA want's to spread around but it is the truth. Yes, there is an intelligent life form on this planet, and many other species of plant and animal. The people I am talking about call themselves the Na'vi." She said. Harry was floored. Hadn't that hyper guy said something about it back on earth? He hadn't paid proper attention to what was being said and it flew right over his head. Merlin. Real aliens.

"Why are we mining on an inhabited planet? That just seems wrong!" he said. Dr. Anju made calming motions.

"I'll be honest, it doesn't sit with me totally right either, but a lot of good things have come from this. Our home planet is in rough shape, too few resources remain to support our population. We need the Unobtanium. Also, relations with the Na'vi have been less tense since the Avatar program started. We have learned a lot, or so I hear. I'm not to clear on any details myself." She said. That was right, Harry had seen the state of the planet first hand. He couldn't help but wonder why humans were just mining here when they could be colonizing. He was against the idea one hundred percent but this showing of morals didn't seem to be in line with normal, greedy, muggle behaviour. So he asked.

"Mr. Yoshihara!" replied Fatima in outrage. Harry held up his hands.

"I'm not saying we should but it is curious! If we don't have any problem invading their planet and starting up violent conflicts and mining operations then I don't see why the RDA wouldn't take it one step further." He said. Fatima huffed.

"That would be a little more than just one step further." She said in a snit, "However, I do see where you are coming from. Besides the fact that it would be an abomination to do so, this planet is not conductive to Human life. The air is poisonous and the water undrinkable without proper filtration for both." She said. Ahh, so that was it then. It's not that they didn't want to, it's that they couldn't. Yet. Fatima was looking off to the left. It seemed like she may have the same understanding but was unwilling to say it out loud. It was just as well, Harry supposed. Words had power after all. Silence reigned for a few minutes as they finished their meals.

"Thank you for the food, Dr. Anju." Said Harry. Fatima nodded.

"Of course." She said.

"What will happen to me now? I have no memory of any of my past work, or anything else really. It is pointless for me to stay." He said. Fatima pursed her lips.

"Well first of all, we need to do a brain scan, but the equipment I need is in Grace's lab on the base. After that, they may want to keep you depending on the extent of the damage. In the past some brain freeze victims have regained all or most of their memories within a few months, though some extreme cases have not. Also, you are registered as an Avatar Driver. They won't let you go just like that. Those things cost a lot of time and, more importantly, money to create." She said. Harry felt his gut sink a bit. Well, there was a chance but it didn't sound good. He wanted to bang his head on the desk.

"You mentioned these Avatars before. What are they?" he asked instead.

"Hold onto your chair. If aliens freaked you out then you aren't going to like this." She said. Harry gave her a warry look. No, he didn't imagine he would. "Avatars are made, in a lab, from a mix of Human and Na'vi DNA. They are not entirely organic though. There are various forms of nano-bio-technology involved that allow for a neural link to be set up between the human driver and the Avatar body. Basically, you "switch" into the Avatar's body and control it while your real body is asleep in a link bed." She said.

Harry stared, and he stared. He opened his mouth and eloquently asked;

"What the fuck?"

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I am sure there are many errors. So annoying, I know. Please forgive me! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. I keep thinking, okay Pandora next chapter every time I write, but this time I mean it. Pandora next chapter! Though not necessarily the Na'vi yet….