Rebels with a cause

Harry Potter/ Star Wars Rebels crossover
Squib Harry!
Force-Sensitive Non-Jedi Harry

Dudley is decent.

I

"Remind me why you're back with us…AGAIN." Dudley asked as he twisted a monkey wrench around the part of the car that needed fixing.

Harry sighed and with an oil greased rag, began cleaning the fan-belt "Because once, I killed Tom, he was a great anomaly in Magic and due to the fact, he marked me in essence gave me magic."

"God gives, he takes away bullshit?" Dudley grunted. Over the past four years, Dudley had seen his cousin down spiral into a deep depression and then become a single-minded psychopath only for him to now land at his Aunt and Uncles home a broken man.

Harry nodded "Something like that. They tried to fleece me of my inheritance. Jokes on them. I managed to acquire all of my inheritance, struck a deal which basically said 'I can take what is mine but I do not set foot in Gringotts for three generations'…I fleeced everything. I left about two grand equivalents…to the Goblins. Told them to invest it and make money, for my three generation exile they got 55% of everything. Then for another eight generations they got 25% and then once thirteen generations have passed we reorganise the treaty."

Dudley chuckled, it was a deep booming laugh. He was now no longer round as he was tall. He had lost a hell of a lot of weight and was now looking healthy. Still had his sweet tooth but thanks to Harry, who had taken up baking had made him his favourite sweets but they were less sugar than they should have been. Dudley realised that he had been bullied just as much as Harry but only less noticeable. Now the pair had become relatively good friends. Harry proving to be a rather adept mechanic and chef and Dudley a much better mechanic.

Dudley had also revealed that he was rather intelligent and that the grades he portrayed at school were only a margin of what he could do. Dudley smirked when he showed his parents that he had received 2 As 3 Bs, 1 C and D's across the rest of his subjects.

"Have you thought about catching up with…"

"Normal schooling? Yeah possibly."

There pleasant conversation was interrupted by the sound of Uncle Vernon stomping into the garage. The animosity between both Harry and Vernon had done nothing but escalate since Harry had returned. Harry grabbed a spanner, he wasn't afraid of his Uncle. "Boy."

"Uncle." Harry could smell the brandy on his Uncle's breath. "Home early."

"I know…Perks of the new job or lack of…"

Harry took a deep breathe "I didn't do it." Uncle Vernon snarled but forgot one thing. It was a Friday in the Summer Holidays and children were playing in the street, they stopped what they were doing the moment Uncle Vernon charged his 'delinquent nephew'.

Some of the Adults watched with amazement as Harry, looked at his Uncle, at the car and deftly jump onto a wooden stool, onto and over the car and make his way out into the street. Harry made his way into the street with his Uncle following. Harry, tripped as he landed he gained distance only for his Uncle to close it, and grab him by the front of his shirt. "This is all your fault boy."

Harry snorted "No, not this time. This is all your doing. You're a petty little man. So are…" He didn't finish as his Uncle punched him square in the stomach, Harry doubled over.

"Dad, stop." Harry looked up to see Dudley restraining his father.

"He's a freak!"

"He's broken dad. The fuckers cast him to one side the moment he couldn't do his thing, AFTER he saved them." Vernon looked at his son in utter disgust and stomped off.

A few hours later, Harry and Dudley were in Dudley's large loft/apartment. Harry was working on his assignments to catch him up to his cousin and said cousin was watching something.

"Harry, look at this." Harry looked up to see a blue haired teen back flip over a white armoured individual, grab a small living two legged bear type creature.

"What am I watching?" Harry asked and the screen froze.

"Star Wars Rebels." Dudley explained proudly.

"Star Wars? That the one with laser swords and Vader?" Harry asked, he watched the films enough to know the main characters. They helped him slowly come to grips with Cedric and his Godfathers deaths.

"Yep. This is a cartoon called Rebels. Bit like you and your resistance group."

Harry grinned coldly at the reference "Beginning, Middle, End, facts, core story condense."

So Dudley told him. It took fifteen minutes to explain the whole premise of Rebels. "This show takes place after episode three with the Jedi dying and leads up to Rogue One and the steal the Death Star Plans. It also reveals the formation of the rebellion…Nice. That bear thing is a baby Wookiee?"

Dudley nodded "Pretty cool right?"

"Yeah you could say that…Dudley, I'm not ready to get thrown into another war, even though I know how it ends…I just don't think I could deal with the idea of making new friends and betrayals, if we were in that Universe."

Dudley nodded "I have no idea you felt like that. But I'm glad you agree that going there could be fun."

Harry finished his assignment and emailed it off. He would do more tomorrow.

Three days passed and Dudley came back with a pair of golden almost glowing tickets. He had won them when he had picked up his Playstation 4 with the new Battlefront 2. "I got these with it cousin."

Harry cocked his head and absentmindedly plucked the flying golden tickets out of the air. He touched them and his eyes widened and almost as if he touched red hot metal he dropped them "Magical dear cousin…Transportation magic of some kind."

Dudley's eyes went wide "I'm sorry. I didn't expect them to be magical." With that he picked them up.

Harry grabbed one and with Dudley grabbing the other they accidentally shook hands and the tickets connected. Nothing happened when Dudley touched them, or Harry but when both of them touched it activated the latent magic in the tickets.

Due to the nature of the transportation magic, it requires a destination to be programmed into it. In this case, it read the minds of the two people holding the tickets and it sent fixated on the last conversation the pair enjoyed. "What's happening?" Called Dudley as they found themselves dissolving.

"Being taken somewhere…I think I know where we are going…I really don't want to do this but here we go. Harry Potter and Dudley Dursley off to a Galaxy Far, Far Away."

Then the two lost all sight of the room and all that was left of them were the burnt tickets and bags placed near the tv.

(Lothal)

Dudley and Harry landed painfully on the solid ground. As the pair got to their feet, they were staggering due to the loss of hearing and disorientation of the two tickets.

Harry patted his pockets and he grinned. He had only been home for two days and hadn't removed his money pouch, or trunks from his pockets. Dudley regained his hearing and balance and he was transfixed. "Harry, we are definitely not in Kansas anymore."

Harry groaned and gave him the middle finger "How about you find a guy willing to send me back home?"

Any further demands were cut off as an extremely familiar song began blaring through the speakers "Harry, I think we're on Lothal."

Harry slumped against the wall "Lothal? As in the planet from Rebels?" Seeing his Cousin nod, Harry sighed.

"You want to help the Rebels?" Dudley nodded. Then and only then did he notice just how broken his cousin was.

Harry, had grown. He was now four inches taller than Dudley but with the sentence of wanting to help, he looked like the eight-year-old that had been tormented. Harry folded his legs up put his face in his legs as suddenly the parade exploded.

"Harry, we need to move…Stormtroopers are coming this way."

Harry was already moving, they darted down the alleyway, took a left, then a right, only to find themselves in the path of a platoon of trooper, escorting a being in black "This is bad."

Harry snorted "You think? A bunch of white helmeted shock troops of the Empire and most likely a member of a super-secret society that no-one is meant to know about…Yeah this is fucking shit."

"Can you do anything?" Dudley asked as the troopers raised their blasters.

"What part of Squib don't you understand?"

"All of it."

Before the argument could go on the pair knew nothing more.

They woke up in a holding cell and standing in front of them was a man in a weird helmet "Glad for you both to join us."

Harry looked around and he could just about make out the black clad figure, only this time with a glowing red blade. The heat was quite nice, but for his cousin, who he saw was closer to it was whimpering.

"I'm, Agent Kallus of the International Security Bureau and the pair of you are?"

"Boba Fett." Announced Dudley "That's my cousin Anakin Fader."

"Why are you holding us? We've not done anything…probably aside from resisting arrest." 'Anakin' said.

Kallus smirked, they were right. Everything they had heard aside from the names was truthful "Gentlemen, the problem aside from resisting arrest and fleeing from imperial justice is that you DO NOT show up on any databanks."

'Boba' answered something sarcastically only for him to keel over. "Is he dead?" 'Anakin' asked.

"No. Unconscious." The Black clad man drawled.

"Forgive me if I don't believe you." There was a gesture and 'Boba' moved over to 'Anakin'. The Inquisitor and Kallus were surprised to see 'Anakin' move like a soldier, a badly trained one but still a soldier all the same.

Harry grinned as he felt a strong pulse "Thanks…for not killing him."

"Why?"

'Anakin' turned to them "You're wanting to use us for bait…for some die hard, do gooders to come and rescue us? This rebellion, I assume? However, you've not factored several things."

The Inquisitor cocked his head "I cannot sense his thoughts or read his mind Kallus, but his posture indicates he's telling the truth."

"Go on."

"These rebels don't know of us. Thus, won't care about us. My cousin is the idealist. Me, I'm tired. Tired of war, conflict, having to jump to other people's tune only to be discarded like yesterday's garbage, so either release me or give me a blaster bolt to the chest and send me off the shitty existence, before I decide to be foolhardy and noble…AGAIN."

Kallus and the Inquisitor turned to leave the cell "You both have use to us. You will tell us what we know and then the Emperor will decide your fate."

Harry collapsed "Cousin, fuck it. You win…" With that the smouldering embers of the fighter that Harry had been, began to burn with a vengeance. He'd get his cousin out, he wasn't doing this for anyone but to keep his cousin safe.

Dudley slowly came around as the door opened and two Stormtroopers walked in "Got a plan?"

Harry smirked coldly "Not much of one." With that he began to concentrate. Harry felt his breathing slow, the adrenaline increases and his body beginning to activate on a much higher level.

"You are to come with us." Stated a Stormtrooper.

Harry opened his eyes "No…We won't." Like that he vanished. He reappeared in front of the first stormtrooper, grabbed the blaster, fumbled with the switch, pointed and fired. The trooper dropped, the other trooper raised his weapon only for him to get stunned.

Dudley's eyes widened "That was cool…Now let's get in the armour." Soon enough the two fitted in the armour, Harry swapped his blaster and fired two more shots, dispatching the Troopers from the mortal coil.

"Now let's go."