AN: I do not own either HP or Star Wars. JK Rowling and Lucasfilm owns the two respectively.

This will eventually be Harry/Anakin and Padme/Obi-Wan.

Harry was just about to leave the train station, after arriving back at London after school, when he felt a sort of tingling sensation. It was the end of his first year at Hogwarts, a few weeks after final exams and again a few weeks after Voldemort had tried to kill him again. Though this time, Voldemort didn't have a body. His magic rippled around him as he walked down to the gate and he heard a yelp that was tinged with fear as if through a tunnel. The small space of ground underneath him shook like a miniature earthquake. White light lit up his vision, encompassing the world around him and then shorting out his vision as he heard a distant roar. He felt as if he was being moved throughout space and he wondered if this was what it felt like to apparate. But it felt gentler almost. Like it, whatever the power was, was calling to him.

When his vision finally went back to normal, his feet were encased in sand through his shoes. The sun was bright, brighter than it had been a minute ago and then he looked up into the sky and his eyes widened, his fingers tightening on his holly wand in a white knuckled grip. There were two suns up in the sky. Harry stared up at the sky, shading his eyes with his other hand, and blinking in bewilderment. Sweat gathered on his forehead and his back just by being under the sun and unprotected for less than five minutes. He looked out at the horizon and could see nothing, just sand and the occasional rocks and mountains.

Another yelp of surprise was carried to him on the wind and he turned around only to see a huge rock protruding out from the sand and reaching up, up, up into the sky. He followed the rock outcropping until it stopped. It had created a kind of cave, three sides of rock that formed a cave opening. The screams had come from there so Harry tentatively walked that way, not knowing what else to do. Besides, he couldn't see any evidence of people or cities or towns. He could smell smoke though and something that smelled like a burning engine in the direction he was going.

Harry finally made it over to the cave and stopped before the entrance and glanced over to the side. There was something that had obviously crashed next to the cave entrance. It didn't look like a car but then again, it didn't look like anything Harry had ever seen before. It didn't even have wheels. But he could tell it was a mode of transportation. That much was clear to him from one glance at it.

Another yelp, this time of pained surprise, was carried to him and he hurriedly raced into the cave, holding his wand up.

"Hello? Anyone in there?"

"Stay out! It's too dangerous in here!"

Whoever was in there was a boy and whoever he was, he sounded like he was close to Harry's age.

"What's wrong?" Harry yelled back, squinting in an effort to see what was further in the cave. It was nearly dark in there but for a few patches of light that had gotten through the old rock.

"Stay out of here! I don't want anyone else to get hurt!"

Harry tilted his head and was about to go in when a roar was heard. The roar was loud and kind of pissed off sounding, kind of territorial. It sounded like one of Aunt Marge's dogs but definitely louder and much more… beast like.

"Are you okay in there?"

"Bruised ribs! I accidentally woke up a greater krayt dragon!"

Harry's eyes widened at the unfamiliar word, krayt, but figured it was an animal of some sort. Or a breed of dragon… Harry was about to head in to the cave to see if he could help, consequences be damned, when he finally saw the other boy. The boy was backing up out of the cave, his back to Harry. But oh… The power that the boy had. Harry had never felt anything like it, not even Voldemort was that powerful but then again, he supposed that being a bodiless spirit, Voldemort didn't actually have a lot of power.

But this boy's power… Oh, it was intoxicating. He felt like how he thought that drunk people felt like. The power also felt a little familiar to him, like a cousin or something to his magic.

The boy had short, dirty blond hair and he was just an inch or two shorter than Harry as he continued to back up. Harry ran toward him and fell into step with him, exchanging glances with the boy when the other kid realized he was next to him. Or Harry noticed that the kid had turned to glance at Harry a few seconds before Harry had made it to his side. The boy had bright blue eyes that Harry took a second to pull his gaze from and then the ground thudded. Thud! Harry's eyes widened as a creature prowled out of the cave.

"What… is that?" Harry whispered, half in awe and half in fear as the creature peered down at them with predatory eyes. It looked like a dragon but it had no wings and no less than 10 legs, five on each side of its body.

"It's a greater krayt dragon," the boy muttered, gesturing for Harry to back up with him. "I woke it up when I crashed the pod into the cave wall. Sithspit, I crashed the pod!"

"What's a pod?"

The other boy turned to glance at him, eyes wide with uncertainty and no small amount of incredulousness. "You don't know what a pod is?"

"Shouldn't we be running away?" Harry asked, shaking his head. "But no, I don't know what a pod is but I take it, it's the thing over there?"

The boy nodded and they both watched as the… greater krayt dragon crept toward them.

"Are these things… normal?" Harry asked, raising his voice to be heard over the sound of the creature speeding up. The two boys started to run too, turning their backs on the krayt dragon and fleeing. Harry followed the boy's lead as they ran over to the… pod, as the boy had called it.

"No! They're suppose to be rare!" The boy shouted, scrambling into the small little circular opening in the pod. Harry glanced at the dragon then sped over to where the boy was, stopping right outside the pod.

As Harry turned to face the dragon, he heard the boy mutter words in another language, one that was very guttural and it sounded unpleasant.

"The comm isn't working."

"Comm?" Harry repeated, looking up into the dragon's black eyes as it came closer. "Don't you have anything to… I don't know… stop this thing? Or at least distract it long enough so that we can get away?"

The boy jumped out of the small circular pit in the pod and stood next to Harry. "No! Watto would never let me have a weapon! Or my mom!"

The greater krayt dragon was almost on them, maybe only five steps until it would gobble them up. At least, Harry thought it looked like it would eat them. Maybe it wouldn't… Maybe this was a misunderstanding. Harry glanced at the boy next to him then took a step toward the dragon.

"Hey, what're you doing?!"

"I don't know!" Harry retorted then glanced up into the creature's black eyes as the dragon stopped before them. The massive animal growled low and lowered its head, its tail moving in a menacing way, back and forth. He looked it in the eyes and spoke. "Stop."

He felt confusion come from the animal and unsubtle bewilderment from the boy next to him. The dragon however, stopped moving right after Harry spoke and peered down at both boys with a less predatory gaze than before.

"What kind of language is that?"

Harry glanced at the kid, raising an eyebrow. "What?"

The boy stared at him, blue eyes wide and interested. "You spoke in a different language. It was all hissy and everything but I didn't recognize it."

Harry frowned then looked up into the beast's eyes.

"We're not food and we're sorry to disturb you. He didn't mean to disturb your sleep. We're sorry."

"Whatever you're doing, it's working," the boy remarked, stepping over to stand next to him. "Tell her I'm sorry for crashing the pod into her cave."

"That's what I just did. I think," Harry said as the beast took a step back. The two boys watched as the beast backed up enough to stop within the cave entrance then it laid down on the sand, its tail curling around its massive body.

Harry turned to the boy next to him and looked him over again, now that the threat was gone. He extended his hand.

"I'm Harry."

The kid smiled and reached out his own. "I'm Anakin Skywalker. It's nice to meet you. Are you a human?"

"Uhh… are there other kinds of… people that aren't human here?"

Anakin's eyes widened then he grinned, more than a little mischief showing in his bright blue eyes. "Yeah. There are tons of aliens in the galaxy. Toydarians, twi'leks, togrutas, jawas, wookiees… You aren't from around here, are you?"

Harry stared at Anakin and slowly shook his head. "No, I'm really not. This isn't Earth, is it?"

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "Earth? What's that?"

"That's a no then. Then I suppose, my next question is, what planet is this?"

"Tatooine," Anakin replied, wrinkling his nose and turning to look back at the crashed pod. "This sucks. How am I suppose to get the pod back to Watto? It's not like he cares about me..."

Harry narrowed his eyes. "Who's Watto?"

"He's… my master," Anakin muttered, wiping a hand across his forehead. "Where's your home?"

"I'm starting think it's a long, long way from here," Harry said wearily. "At least my trunk came with me but I don't know how I got here."

Anakin stared at him, tilting his head. "Well, maybe you could stay with me and my mom until you figure that out? We have the space and there's a sandstorm coming. I don't like the idea of you staying here until your parents come."

"When you said… 'master', what did you mean?" Harry asked, looking between the pod and Anakin. "Don't worry about my parents. They're not coming."

"Why? If you ran away, I'm sure they're on their way," Anakin remarked, climbing into the small circular pit in the middle of the pod. Harry watched as the other boy fiddled around with something then started to walk about the strange vehicle. The greater krayt dragon was still watching them, its eyes following Anakin and Harry as they moved. "That's what parents do."

"My parents are dead," Harry answered dully. "They're not coming. Nor are my aunt or uncle."

There was silence for a minute before Anakin jumped out of the seat and ran and wrapped his arms around Harry. Harry startled, going still, before relaxing into the hug from the younger boy.

"'M sorry about your parents," Anakin whispered, pulling back after a minute. "My mom would like you though. You can stay until you figure out how to get back home but me and my mom need to go to work each day so we won't be around all day."

Harry raised an eyebrow, thinking of the Dursley's. He also remembered that his aunt and uncle weren't like other parents. Normal parents didn't make their children work and cook for them. "Work? But you're… what… 7? Isn't that too young?"

"I've been working ever since I turned four. Me and my mom are slaves," Anakin explained, flinching a little when he said that, like he expected Harry to turn on him.

"Slaves?" Harry repeated, his eyes widening. "Like… forced to work for no pay slaves? Like the States and Europe had in the 1600's and onward to the 1800's?"

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "States? Europe?"

"I learned it in Social Studies before I… transferred schools," Harry said, running a hand through his sweaty hair. He wondered whether he was being looked for back in England, back at Hogwarts where his two friends were. Back on planet Earth... "There's slavery here?"

"Yeah, except in the Republic," Anakin explained, looking at Harry with a bewildered expression. "You're really not from this galaxy, are you? I've never heard of Earth though there are probably dozens of planets I haven't heard of. I want to see them all someday..."

Harry nodded, still more than a little dazed as to why he was here and how he had gotten here.

Anakin stared at him for another minute then turned to look back at the pod. "But how to get this back to Watto? It's not like he'll care about me. He'll only care that I wrecked the pod. It wasn't even my fault. The power cells were faulty."

"How far is it to whatever city or town you live in?" Harry asked, turning to look at the krayt dragon again before looking at the pod. He drew his wand and ran his fingers over it. He knew that doing magic outside of school was not allowed but he wasn't exactly… in the same galaxy as Hogwarts, was he?

"It's 40 miles," Anakin replied, seeming to not even be paying attention to him right now. He was too busy fiddling with some of the pod's back end, muttering in that same language that he had been. "And Watto didn't even give me a comm link so I can't contact him."

"Is there something we can use to tie the pod to something?" Harry asked idly. "Like sturdy rope or something?"

Anakin peered up at him and followed his gaze to the dragon then he looked back at the pod. "No way! You're thinking of getting the dragon to haul it for us? Are you a Jedi?"

"Jedi?"

Anakin studied him then shook his head. "No, you're not. You don't have a lightsaber or do you?"

"I don't even know what a Jedi is."

Anakin grinned and glanced at the pod. "If you can get the dragon over here, I can tie the pod to its hindquarters. Be careful though. Krayt dragons can be dangerous."

"Alright."

Harry watched Anakin as he started to drag out the long lines that led out from the back of the pod then ran over in the direction of the krayt dragon. The creature stood up on its legs and its tail moved back and fourth, the pale blue eyes watching him as Harry came closer. He stopped a few feet from the dragon's body and looked up at it. He tried to remember what he had done before but he couldn't think of anything so he just started to talk and hoped that it understood him.

Anakin stared at the other boy as he came back to him. The greater krayt dragon was following Harry like it was a dog following its owner, but much less energetically. Harry was grinning as he came and stopped at the pod, waiting. Anakin blinked then grinned back and hurried to assemble the cables and lines to form a sled. Harry helped too, as the dragon just stood there calmly.

"What kind of language is that, anyway?" Anakin asked as they put together the pod and attached it to the dragon. Anakin had had enough cable to have it end up winding around the dragon's chest, enough to look like one of those chariots in the holos. "It sounds kind of like huttese but it's not that."

"I don't know what it is," Harry replied, patting the krayt dragon on its shoulder where he could reach it. "I… What's huttese?"

"Language of the Hutts," Anakin muttered. "They're kind of like the leaders of a big crime ring. Jabba and his family own several slave rings here."

Harry narrowed his eyes and flicked the piece of wood that he was holding onto and the cable that Anakin was having trouble with, flew up and stayed in place. Anakin stared at Harry, who sighed.

"Have you heard of any wizards around here?" Harry asked instead of an answer.

"Wizards?" Anakin repeated. "Like magic? Jedi are kind of like wizards..."

"Umm, maybe. Let's just get this done."

Anakin blinked then clambered up onto the dragon's back and fixed the two cables together. It took them a good hour or so to get everything hooked up and ready to go then the two of them climbed up onto the dragon's back again. Harry brought his trunk up with him, levitating it along with him. Anakin patted the dragon's neck then glanced at Harry.

"You ready?" Harry questioned.

"For what?"

Harry wrinkled his nose and shuffled closer to Anakin, like he was about to impart a big secret. "Anything. I've never ridden a creature this big before. I've never ridden anything but a broom before."

Anakin laughed and grabbed hold of a spike on the dragon's back before nodding.

Harry hissed out words in that weird, mysterious language then the dragon bellowed out and charged ahead.

Anakin whooped out gleefully and Harry laughed too as the dragon ran toward the north, where Anakin had pointed out the city that he lived in was.

It was dark by the time they arrived at the place where Anakin said to stop. The city in front of them looked to be a medium sized city but there were no tall buildings, no recognizable anything really. Harry stared as motorcycle like vehicles zoomed around the streets of the city below them. Some vehicles were not even touching the ground, hovering over the dirt streets. There were rows of apartments on one side of the city that looked small, each connected to each other.

He started when Anakin elbowed him playfully then slid down one of the krayt dragon's legs. "We should leave the dragon here. A lot of people like to hunt them and this one helped us. I don't want to see it killed."

Harry nodded and slid down too then went about helping Anakin undo the contraption that they had built together. As soon as they lifted the pod and cables away from the dragon, Harry spoke to it.

"Tell it thanks," Anakin whispered, standing right next to Harry. "No one says thanks to me when I do something so someone should tell it thanks."

Harry studied Anakin briefly, his heart hurting for the other boy, before turning to look back up at the dragon. It was staring down at them both curiously, with no predatory looks. Its big blue eyes blinked lazily as Harry talked. Harry finished with thanks and the dragon blinked, turned and galloped off, leaving miniature earth quakes in its wake.

"Come on, let me go tell Watto where his pod is then we'll go home," Anakin said, gesturing for Harry to follow him. "Won't take too long, hopefully."

Harry glanced at his trunk then held out his wand, pointing it at the trunk and willed his magic to shrink the trunk. He had seen older students do it so he should be able to do it, in theory. He could feel his magic rising up at his call, giving him a little nudge to follow Anakin when he was done, then it obeyed his call, shrinking the trunk even though he didn't have a spell.

"Whoa!" Anakin murmured, eyes going wide as the trunk shrunk. "How'd you do that?"

"I can do magic," Harry offered hesitantly, yawning a little. "That was just my will. I don't know the incantation for that."

"Cool!"

Harry scooped up his trunk and slipped it into one of his pockets then followed Anakin as they entered the town. Harry stared with wide eyes as the other boy led him past several strange looking… people. He saw people with what looked like tails coming out of their head and Anakin saw him looking and explained that they were called 'Twi'leks' or 'Togutras', depending on the person. Harry stared at the small, rolling…

"Droids!" Anakin exclaimed, grasping Harry's hand as they went to keep him from getting lost in the crowd of not necessarily human looking people. "Those are droids. There are lots of different kinds of droids too. That one was an astromech."

Harry glanced up at the sky as they walked and occasionally ran, noting the appearance of different stars than the ones back in England. And there was just one moon, instead of two like Harry had thought there would be. They passed what was obviously the equivalent of a pub in the town, with patrons filling out that looked like they were drunk. Patrons who were awfully dangerous looking themselves. They had guns at their hips and occasionally spears or sharp pole things that were obviously weapons.

Anakin eventually pulled the two of them to a stop outside a shop and told Harry to stay just right inside the entrance. "It's dangerous here at night. Slavers usually come around these parts and you… look like a foreigner. And you're young, like me."

Harry's eyes widened as Anakin stepped into the shop and the loud noise above him made him jump. He glanced upward and his eyes widened even more. There was what looked like a… ship? He could see two big circular pits that looked like the engines on Anakin's pod but these were obviously more powerful as the ship flew up into the air and disappeared into the night sky.

"Where am I?" Harry muttered, hoping that Anakin got back soon. He could hear yelling deeper into the shop and what sounded like wings beating furiously and then a sound that definitely sounded like a hand hitting flesh. Harry crept back up against the wall of the shop to wait until Anakin reappeared.

It took him ten minutes but Anakin finally reemerged from the shop, with a bright red bruise on his right cheek. Harry narrowed his eyes as Anakin saw him and led him away without a word said of what had taken place in there.

"Anakin?"

"Forget about it," Anakin muttered, leading Harry around the back of the shop and into the section of the town that Harry had seen from above. "My mom's probably sick with worry."

"But… oooh," Harry whispered, tugging Anakin to a stop at a corner of the street. Both of their stomachs let out a growl as they stopped. The other boy stared at him, his blue eyes dull with exhaustion and hurt. "I still have..."

Harry pulled his trunk out and resized it and reached in, digging around for the last potion from his hospital wing stay. He had kept a few from Madam Pomfrey after recovering from going against Voldemort and dug the pain potion out.

"What are you doing?" Anakin murmured, watching him almost reach his entire arm into the trunk. "What kind of a trunk is that?"

"The magic kind," Harry muttered. "Aha..."

Anakin snorted at his comment.

"Here, drink a few drops of this," Harry pulled the pain easing vial of potion out and held it out. "It should help with the sting."

Anakin stared at him, nodded then drank three drops and handed it back. His eyes widened as the potion took affect and he blinked, staring at Harry.

Harry grinned.

"Magic's great," Anakin muttered, grinning back.

"I know! It's awesome!" Harry exclaimed, returning the smile and stuffing the potion vial back in the trunk then shrinking the trunk again and sticking it in his pocket. "I just learned I was a wizard last year."

Anakin's grin widened and he grabbed Harry's hand again and tugged him forward. "Let's get home. I know my mom will be worried."

They passed quite a few more interesting creatures and people on the way to Anakin's home. And Harry saw a lot more... ships take off from the ground and head into the open night sky.

"Are you sure I can stay with you guys?" Harry asked once they had arrived. Anakin's home was in one of the smaller, quarters of the city, with homes that looked awfully similar. Each home was pushed together, sharing a wall. Anakin had told him that it was the slave quarters and Harry's stomach had not stopped churning, making him lose a little of his appetite. "I wouldn't want to be a burden. I don't even know how I got here or if I'll go back home."

"Of course you can stay," Anakin exclaimed, stopping at the front door of his home or hovel. Harry had heard the other boy call it that more than once. "She won't mind."

Harry watched as Anakin pushed his way inside after seemingly unlocking the door and waiting in the hallway for a second. Harry followed and after he stepped inside, the door automatically closed, sliding shut.

"Mom! I'm home!"

There was bustling movement farther in the home then a middle aged woman walked out of the door to their left. She had medium length brown hair and warm blue eyes and she smiled as she spotted Anakin. Her eyes widened then she sighed as she took in the bruise on Anakin's cheek and then turned to look at Harry.

"Who is this, Ani?"

"A friend. His name is Harry," Anakin explained as his mother kneeled down to take a look at the bruise. "He's lost."

"Lost?"

"I... don't know what happened," Harry said quietly, putting his hands in his pockets. "One minute I'm home and the next I was right next to Anakin."

The woman raised an eyebrow then smiled, more than a little wearily. "You don't sound like anyone who lives around us. I'm Shmi Skywalker then. It's nice to meet you, Harry."

"It's nice to meet you too. Anakin said I could stay with you guys until I find my way home," Harry replied, brushing some hair over his scar as she peered at it. "That's okay?"

"Ani..."

"Mom, he's not from this galaxy," Anakin muttered. "He doesn't have anywhere else to go."

Shmi's eyes widened and she looked between them then sighed again, as if she was used to her son bringing home strays. "Alright. You're not... from this galaxy? And how would you two know that?"

Harry shook his head, turning to look at Anakin. "I don't know. Anakin didn't recognize the name of the city or planet where I'm from."

"He helped me to tow the broken pod back to the outskirts of town," Anakin added. "He's good."

Shmi narrowed her eyes. "Watto is certainly not going to like that. Is the bruise on your face from that?"

"Yes. It broke down! It wasn't my fault though and Harry gave me something to help with the pain so I don't feel it!"

Shmi turned to look at him. "Something?"

"I... I'm a wizard," Harry explained quietly.

"He's like a Jedi but not," Anakin added, grinning.

Harry snorted and rolled his eyes. "I still don't know what a Jedi is."

Shmi laughed and stood back up, gesturing to the rest of the house. "You can stay in Anakin's room for now. I'll keep on the look out for your parents."

"I... My parents are dead," Harry replied as they walked into the house and headed through a door. He could smell food coming through from the kitchen, food that smelled weird but it was still food and his stomach growled in response. "I don't know if anyone will be looking for me."

Shmi gasped. "I'm sure there will be people looking for you. Who looked after you before this happened?"

"I was going home for summer break from school," Harry offered, watching as Anakin walked over to the oven like thing and peered into the pot. "My aunt and uncle were suppose to be waiting for me."

"You go to wizard school?" Anakin whispered as they settled in for bed. Harry was sharing Anakin's bed for the time being and he had even managed to make the bed bigger, just through will alone. He had yet to receive an owl about being expelled from school so he figured he was okay.

Harry yawned and nodded, having switched into his pajamas from his trunk. "Yeah. It's so cool! Though it was a bit dangerous at the end of the year."

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "What can wizards do, where you're from? Can they move things with their mind, like Jedi do?"

"Not... with our minds," Harry replied, grinning at Anakin's excited smile. "With a spell. And everyone uses a wand like mine."

"But you can still move things without using your arms?"

"Yes."

Anakin grinned delightedly, his blue eyes lighting up then he shook his head, obviously thinking through something. "You shouldn't use your magic in public here then. We don't want to attraction attention."

"Okay, I won't then. What are Jedi then? You keep saying that you would want to become a Jedi when you grow up."

"They're suppose to be peace keepers throughout the Republic," Anakin whispered, turning over in the bed to look up at the ceiling. "They use lightsabers, swords made of energy, when they fight."

Harry's eyes widened as he imagined what that might look like. "They're like police then?"

"Kind of..." Anakin replied, yawning. "When I grow up, I want to be a Jedi and free all the slaves."

Harry nodded, yawning too. He could feel his own eyes drooping, his body relaxing into the not too comfortable bed. Though he had definitely slept in worse than this. "How... how long have you been one?"

"All my life," Anakin answered. "Get some sleep, Harry. Gotta wake up early tomorrow."

"How did you know what bruised ribs feel like, Anakin?" Harry murmured, turning over to look at the other boy.

"I've had them before," Anakin offered, hissing at a particularly painful movement as he turned to face Harry.

Harry shook his head and got out of the bed to rummage around in his trunk for the bruise paste. "Here, take this. It's good for any bruises."

"Why… Do you get bruised ribs a lot too?"

"My… cousin likes to play this game," Harry started, seeing Anakin narrow his eyes at his tone.

"I don't like the sound of that," Anakin said.

"He calls it 'Harry hunting'."

"You should tell your uncle then," Anakin urged, snuggling further under the covers.

"I tried."

"Oh. So he's like a few of Watto's customers."

"Anakin, is that suppose to mean what I think it means?" Harry asked, eyes going wide.

"If you think it means that a few of Watto's unhappy customers target me, then yes," Anakin murmured so very quietly. "Watto doesn't even care if they leave bruises. He just stops them before they break bones."

Harry's eyes widened even further and he shuffled closer to Anakin. The two boys fell asleep like that, huddling close together.

In the morning, Anakin woke up first, nudging Harry awake. The other boy had had nightmares during the night and as a result, Anakin had moved closer toward him in the hopes that it would help. And it did as Harry calmed down from one nightmare that he had admitted had been about a dark lord.

"Do you work for Watto all day?" Harry asked as they ate breakfast at the table. Shmi was eating less than the two of them were, watching the two of them as they talked. "Or do you have… weekends off?"

"No. We don't have any day off," Shmi replied with a sigh. "The hutt lords of Tatooine do not regulate slavery."

Anakin watched as Harry nodded wearily then elbowed him. "We'll meet up with my friends afterward. They'll enjoy meeting you!"

"You sure?"

Shmi grinned at Anakin's dismay at Harry's solemn attitude. "Ani, he's lost."

"Right but that doesn't mean he can't meet my friends," Anakin retorted.

Harry slowly started to grin, relaxing underneath Anakin's cheery outlook. "Sounds good to me."

Throughout the morning and afternoon, Harry discreetly helped Anakin with his work. He willed himself invisible to everyone but Anakin and helped wherever he could, though he didn't know much about mechanics and… droids. Anakin seemed to be brilliant at fixing droids as Harry watched. The other boy just appeared to be able to suss out what was wrong with a droid or a robot at first glance.

After the first few times that Watto appeared, Harry had understood what Anakin had to deal with each day. It was like Watto treated Anakin as property, as a robot, to order around as he pleased. They took quick lunch break around noon, eating some leftovers from breakfast and then Anakin went back to work. Anakin's work was apparently even worse today, as fallout from crashing the pod yesterday.

"But it wasn't your fault!" Harry exclaimed, feeling his magic sparking around him at his anger at the situation. He was in an unfamiliar world, in an unfamiliar galaxy and he wasn't quite sure what or why things happened here. For Merlin's sake, they called bathrooms 'refreshers'. "Right?"

"Yeah. The power cells were faulty," Anakin argued, coming out from under the vehicle he was fixing and peering up at Harry.

"That's not your fault then," Harry retorted. "Why can't you do something? Run away?"

Anakin sighed and went back under the vehicle, muttering something under his breath that was too quiet for him to hear.

"Anakin… What?"

"They put trackers in our bodies," Anakin whispered, closing his eyes briefly. "If we try to run, they hit a button and we go boom."

Harry's eyes widened, feeling the blood leave his face.

Harry stayed for a month and a half, trying to figure out how he had gotten to Tatooine but try as he might, he found no indication. Not a clue as to how or why he was here. It was getting closer and closer to his 12th birthday, only a few days away now. Of course Shmi stayed on the lookout for his aunt and uncle but Harry didn't really expect anything. He was in a different galaxy! One that had never heard of Earth or Europe or America.

He learned all manner of things from Anakin, like how to understand binary, the language that droids like astromechs used. Or how to tell who was a bounty hunter that would take a kid that looked lost and bring him to slavers. Anakin taught him how to survive in this new world and for that, Harry was grateful. Even though Anakin was only 7, he was older than his years and had gotten no real childhood, like Harry hadn't. They had easily taken to each other and had not even bothered to sleep in separate beds. If it wasn't Harry with a nightmare, it was Anakin.

"Would you mind lifting this a bit?" Anakin asked, once again under a smaller vehicle. "You never said what you wanted to be when you grow up, Harry."

Harry looked around the shop, sensing that Watto was not around, then waving his hand in the direction of the speeder. The vehicle lifted up into the air for just the right amount of height that Anakin wanted. He had gotten good at wandless magic over the past month and a half as time went on, choosing to learn how to do it rather than get spotted by someone in using his wand.

"Thanks," Anakin whispered then returned to getting the speeder fixed.

Harry dipped his head in a nod then belatedly realized Anakin wouldn't be able to see him, replied verbally then pondered Anakin's question.

"I don't know," Harry finally spoke. "I don't really know what kinds of careers are available to me. I just… I'm Harry. I just started school at Hogwarts."

"And I'm just Anakin."

Harry grinned.

On the night before his birthday, Harry could feel his magic tingling with something. Something warm but unfamiliar, like a guiding power that he was unaware of. It was just like it felt when he had gotten transported here, to Tatooine. He stopped in the doorway of what had become his and Anakin's room and took a deep breath. On one hand, he wasn't ready to go back. Anakin had become his best friend and Shmi had taken him in without a second thought.

"Harry?"

"I think… I'm going home tonight," Harry whispered as Anakin shuffled into the bedroom.

"Going home?" Anakin repeated wearily, rubbing his chest briefly before slipping into bed. Watto had proved to be unhappy about the smallest detail today, something about not being pleasant to customers or potential customers. "What do you mean?"

"I'm feeling the same kind of magic that I felt when I came here," Harry spoke, walking over to stand before the bed. He reached over to the small bedside table and grabbed the container that was on it, handing it over to Anakin.

Anakin grinned, the smile not really making it to his eyes, and opened it. "What does it feel like? The magic?"

"It feels… not unfamiliar," Harry whispered, as he climbed into bed alongside Anakin. "Feels like home a little, cold and foggy. Reminds me of Hogwarts and Hedwig. Of Ron and Hermione."

"I wish I could meet Hedwig," Anakin replied. "She sounds like a good friend even though she's an owl."

"She is," Harry offered, yawning. "You're my best friend here though."

"Do you think you'll come back?" Anakin questioned quietly, yawning in return. "I'll miss you. My mom will miss you too."

"I don't know," Harry answered. "I don't know how or why I came here. I hardly even know if I was suppose to be doing something here or…"

"You'll stay safe?" Anakin said, as they shuffled closer together as usual. Being close usually helped with both their nightmares and Harry was loathe to not have that when he got home. Home was living with the Dursleys until he went to Hogwarts and that wasn't… Being here on Tatooine with Anakin and Shmi was a lot more pleasant, even with having to survive in a harsh atmosphere. It beat starving on occasion or having to run from his cousin.

"Yes, I will. You too?"

Anakin woke to an empty bed the next morning and wiped his tears by the time that his mom came to wake him up for work.

AN:I have created a facebook page for readers of my stories to ask questions, leave comments, anything like that. I will also be putting polls for pairings eventually on there too so feel free to like the page. And I will try my best to post updates on stories too.

Just search for 'molmcmahon' on facebook if you're interested.

This will be a 6 chapter story.