A.N I do not own Star Wars/Harry Potter

Next to face James, Leyanna, and Thania was Dumbledore. Dumbledore noticed "Lily's" eyes were yellow like Briar's had been when she had argued with him, like that old man who kidnapped her, and the younger one with him.

"Lily"

James hurled force lightning at Dumbledore. "You, old man do not get to control everyone's lives. You left Briar to be abused by those muggles, all for the "greater good". Then you tried to force my daughter to marry a Weasel. It never would have worked."

Thania wanted a shot at him next. "Albus Dumbledore, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Thania Palpatine, I am Briar's biological grandmother. The Evans' are her adoptive grandparents. Leyanna was sent to Earth for her own safety. My daughter would have been forced into service to the Jedi but obviously, you are as bad as they are."

Dumbledore looked to Thania to Lily. Looking at the two women, you could tell they are related. He gulped but puffed out his chest. "Briar still belonged to the Dursleys…"

Leyanna hurled force lightning at him. "Shut up, you have no say in my daughter's life anymore. You are dead, just like everyone else on this inbreeding primitive planet. You want to stop "squibs" from being born, incest should have been made illegal. You had the power to stop Voldemort back in the '50s. You bloody well knew he was being abused when you could have sent him to a wizarding foster family instead. You have more to answer for than Voldemort. No one has forgotten how you were ready to sell out England during the war with Grindelwald, your lover. Enjoy eternity in hell."

Back on the Death Star, Briar had to go back to the medbay for a checkup.

"Well, the good news Milady is the skeletal damage is almost gone. You do need to stay on the supplements for another week. I do have a concern about the scar on your hand and on your forehead."

"The scar on my forehead happened the night my parents were murdered. Saint Mungo's said I shouldn't need to worry about it anymore since Voldemort is dead. The scar on my hand came from a sadistic professor who made me carve lines in my hand as punishment."

Briar ended up with a bacta patch on her hand because apparently after two years it still didn't heal. A formal report would be issued to her grandfather. When she left, she went back to the private wing of the Death Star because she didn't feel like everyone was staring at her. Being the only female on board didn't help her cause either.

One thing that has kept Briar during the trip is working with a droid who is acting as her tutor. It wasn't that difficult to pick up the Basic alphabet or to work a datapad. She was studying subjects like history of the Sith, Imperial history, math, science, Imperial law, economics, and more. Foreign languages will not be introduced until she catches up with everything else.

What Briar appreciated most is she didn't have Ron and Hermione lecturing her why she "shouldn't" show off and even more, no bloody Dudley. There was only one person who she had to answer to about how she was doing and that is her grandfather. He would quiz her during dinner and she passed with flying colors. The only subject that was giving her trouble was Imperial history which in reality is Old Republic history too. Vader teased her when he noticed she was nodding off.

"Laugh it up, my history professor at school was a ghost. There used to be a rush to get a seat in the back of the class because no one would stay awake. What made the class worse was he used to talk in a soft monotone voice."

Vader peered into Briar's memories. If he had gone to that school, he would have slept through that class too. He saw another memory of Briar's. She looked much younger, maybe thirteen or fourteen and she was at a ball wearing a blue gown. He saw her dancing with someone a few years older than her. This made him want to reach out in the force and strangle her date. Then he realized that Briar witnessed him being murdered by someone who could turn himself into a rat.

"Who's the rat?"

"His name was Peter Pettigrew. He had been a friend of my father's when he was in school. During the first war with Voldemort, he joined Voldemort and sold my parents out. Peter murdered twelve innocent muggles the night my parents were murdered and framed my godfather. He lived in his animagus form for twelve years disguised as a pet rat. The worse part is he actually lived in the dorms in my school."

Vader got a sour look on his face as well. "Can you do that too, become an animagus?"

Briar decided to show Vader. Her friends never knew her little secret. Vader could barely blink before he saw Briar turn into a dog. She was a Belgian Malinois to be exact. Vader decided to pat her when she lightly chomped down on his hand.

"Hey!"

Briar was back in her human form. "No, I am not teaching you that."

Vader would convince her, maybe not now but later because something like that would be useful to learn.

That was when Sheev came into the archive room with his head of security, Romal. "Milady, Lord Vader; we will entering into core systems in an hour and we will be in orbit of Corracant at 1100 standard hours tomorrow morning. The press will be there, Milady."

Vader and Sheev could feel Briar on the verge of a panic attack and Sheev knew why. They tormented her on Earth.

"Briar, the press is not allowed to do what they did to you on Earth. I implemented laws against practices like that when I was a senator. Secondly, under Imperial law, you are still a minor until you are twenty. They wouldn't be able to write any story about you without my permission."

Sheev had a statement released about the death of his daughter and his granddaughter being on the farthest reaches of the outer rim. They knew what it meant, the Empress was virtually off-limits. Taking holos of her would be limited and even more off-limits, any stories about her. The tabloids knew a lost empress would sell but being the grandchild of the Emperor would see their business shutdown and all of the dead.