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Summary: This is not so much of a crossover as a journey, it has characters from one respective universe in another, but this is a story from Harry and another's perspective, there is not 'crossing over' of universe elements.

That said it does feature locations and ideas from the Babylon 5/Crusade universe.

Inter Planetary eXpediditions, Harry's Journey

By Tangerine Alert

Chapter 1

Harry leaned into the chair of the shuttle as it made it's approach to Mars, why was he here?

He could be on Io enjoying a great couple of weeks leave with his on again off again partner, instead IPX had 'convinced' him, by the way of large amounts of money, well some amounts of money to show up at this conference.

"It's a funny old world." Harry muttered to himself as the shuttle landed in Mars' less than Earth gravity.

Flashback

It was the final battle, the Order of the Phoenix, the DA and those Aurors not killed during the other battles, fighting what was left of Voldemort.

Harry had destroyed all of Voldemort's horcruxes, as he had promised himself and Dumbledore that he would. Looking back he wasn't sure Dumbledore would have approved of his methods…but he had had an interesting time…

He and his friends had attended Bill and Fleur's wedding, he and Ginny arm in arm both crying, the happy sort, as they walked the circle of life to the centre. It had been an interesting time for he and Hermione alike neither having any knowledge of a wizarding wedding.

After it Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione had gone away…they'd travelled over the continent studying, preparing, learning, and training…Hermione was the studying part, Ron the planner, Harry did everything…so did Ginny…

It was in France that they fell apart…but they stayed together…

After destroying one of the horcruxes in Champagne they had a night of celebration…and Harry had delved into a more…free side of his personality…which was why when Ginny ripped the covers off him early the next morning she found him in bed with a young waiter by the name of Jaques.

She had just stared at him and walked out…Ron had been angry…Hermione seemed disappointed…Harry had gone on a long walk with Ginny in the vineyards…

She'd said that his 'deviant' behaviour wouldn't be tolerated in the wizarding world…it was some sort of taboo…it all had to do with propagation of the wizarding world…

Harry had laughed at that, Ginny had smiled.

One of her second cousins twice removed or something had been…a taboo of the family, he slept around with both men and women…

Harry had admitted he felt that way sometimes…

They had sat alone for a long while, Harry had told her to go out and live her life, that they would be the best of friends always…but…then he told her the prophecy…and that he wanted her to live her life for him to find someone…

She slapped him, but nodded and smiled.

They had stuck together through better and worse, for two years…

The final battle happened on Hogwarts grounds, where it all started…

Hogwarts was still open, more through force of will from Harry and the other teachers…

By the time of the battle there were no mysteries unanswered, no questions unasked not any more…Voldemort had a rapidly declining force of Death Eaters…his soul limited to his body, and would die…as Harry killed him.

The bombs had gone off as planned, Hermione's calculations as always were brilliant. The bombs destroyed the front gates of Hogwarts, creating deep craters and killing most of the advance forces.

A complex set of spells learned from various sorcerers around the world and Voldemort literally exploded in a mass of energy and whatever body was left.

The noise had been deafening…and suddenly there were…portals opening up everywhere around them…He and some of his friends had been close to them…Harry had been sucked into one of them…

Flashback ends

Closer Flashback

Harry was 3 years into his Professorship at Mars University…what a ride it had been…

The…portal had carried him bruised and bloody, exhausted…into the future…an alternate future.

He had appeared at Beta Colony a world settled by humans and was distant from Earth…he had explained much of his story to the people who's building the…portal had opened into…they were called the Anla'shock, or the Rangers…

The Entil'Za had spoken with him, her name…was Delenn…it had seemed that nothing like this had happened before… in more than 3000 years of recorded history…

She had offered to help him…"that struggles throughout the universe are mirrored and distorted around us".

At first Harry had wanted to join the rangers…but he had spent so much of his life fighting battles…he had decided against it.

Harry went to University, the one on Beta Colony and earned a Doctorate in faiths…he wasn't religious…but it helped him learn about the universe…The myths and legends of each world…G'Quan of Narn, Valen of Minbar, the household gods of Centuri Prime…all the myths and legends of Earth and all the alterations of these myths, the changes throughout history…the 'magical' or unreal beasts that came with it…

His Doctorate had earned him much respect for drawing on new ideas, ways of looking at things, which hadn't been explored…

He had earned a bit of money teaching around the various systems…he had found he had a knack with languages, present and especially ancient languages, systems of communication.

It had been a friend from the university Erin Lowrie, who was heading off on an exploratory dig with IPX when Harry had looked over his notes correcting them as he went, who suggested that he pursue a Professorship in archaeology…

Harry had considered it, he was relatively young compared to others, 21 or somewhere around that, time hadn't meant much to him when he fell through the…portal.

Harry had taken some time off, teaching here and there and returned to Earth…it wasn't the Earth he remembered…but then when had he seen it from orbit.

He had tried to find Hogwarts…there wasn't anything like it…the lake and the forests…what was left of them were there, all replanted…but no castle, no magical signature…Harry still held onto his wand, and still used magic occasionally, but that had been his old life.

Harry shrugged after wondering around London, there was no hidden alley, not pub called the Leaky Cauldron…

So he went to Mars and enrolled.

End Flashback

Recent Flashback

Harry had a Professorship, at 25 he wanted to get out in the world…the universe…IPX had approached him with a great offer, Harry had had it checked over by a friend in the Interstellar Alliance, it was all legit.

Harry was a good Professor in archaeology and as a result of many spur of the moment decisions could fly just about anything…

Longing for his broom one night on Mars not even 6 months in his professorship he had enquired about flying lessons…it seemed they always needed more pilots for the Mars to ship shuttle-run. Harry had learnt quickly and easily…and it just went from there.

Harry was cleared for shuttles, had an elite Starfury & Thunderbolt license, and various other forms of space craft…

IPX had said that a multi-talented archaeologist was always useful.

Harry had gone out on many digs out beyond civilisation, building up friendships as he went…not getting shot…too many times…and basically enjoying himself…and making profits for IPX.

End Flashback.

Harry at 29 was wondering through the busy Mars to his favourite hotel, not overly flush, but friendly and nice. It was owned by a retired professor from Mars university, she had taught Harry a lot about old civilisations…privately, Harry had always been grateful of her help.

"Sarah." Harry walked around the counter to hug they greying lady.

"Professor Harry James…my you've grown…and tanned."

"All of that time spent on dusty dead worlds…"

"Life of an archaeologist."

"Yeah and when you do get to go to a planet which isn't dusty, it's covered in ice, which despite the sensorscan saying there is not one trance of life."

"There is…always the way Harry."

"Yes…let me go dump my stuff and we'll have a drink?" She handed him a key.

"Thanks Sarah." Harry walked up the familiar steps…whenever he'd visited Mars in the past, which hadn't been too many times he'd stopped here, the hotel was known by many things…Sarah had done it up in ancient styling from different planets she'd visited and studied. Making it homey and peculiar.

The next day Harry spent going around various bars, he'd got to know whilst studying on Mars, the god of war…it had been a fitting place to study given Harry's history.

As he got back to his room and checked his messages, dunking his ID into the reader. Flipping and glancing over it, in the simple writing Professor Harry James Potter, IPX.

He didn't go by Professor Potter…he didn't like being called Potter all of the time by people who used your last name as your name…so to everyone he was Professor Harry James…only on his ID and at IPX was he Prof. Harry James Potter, the induction people had understood…given his odd beginnings…but excused it for someone as young as he was…

The following afternoon he scrolled through all of the people coming, some of the speeches looked interesting, checking through the names as he searched through his wardrobe for the 'drinks' tonight he caught a name which his brain half realised, and it wasn't until he sat down and re-read it slower this time.

'Doctor Mione Granger, presenting a paper on the history and papers of Felsecar…'

"Felsecar…where've I heard that before…ah that's right." Harry muttered to himself, Felsecar had caused a big raucous around IPX, it was right out past the 'new' rim, a planet of libraries, old texts and tomes, papers and data crystals, older than the oldest races, and IPX. A private IPX scout had found it, they had full rights and access to it, the planet had IPX warships surrounding it, everyone was climbing to get there…Harry had been asked…but he preferred to be out on planets…not locked in old tombs and libraries and things like that.

Harry had told his bosses over the that he'd rather be out there…

"In the dust and the sun." They'd joked.

"Or the freezing wastelands, preferably one where I'm not going to by killed."

That was two or so years ago…

IPX was a big organization spreading across every known world and most that weren't, pulling up her name and bio he stared at it.

Mione Granger…Doctor of Translatorary History and Literature…Persyi 8.

"It couldn't be…" Harry muttered to himself, he couldn't get any extra information…of course he could log into the IPX net and find out…but what would be the fun in that.

Dressing in a simple black suit. His wand which he carried more out of habit now tucked away in there with a PPG, which he also carried out of habit, and then shook his head removing the PPG, the scanners would pick it up and then he'd look a little bit, well either violent or paranoid.

Patting down his pockets confirming he had everything he needed he wandered out to where the drinks and meets thing was being held.

It was a large ballroom, or something of the sort with an open garden area covered by a clear piece of dome so you could watch the sky…Harry grabbed a glass of something bubbly as it went past and walked outside, the night sky also looked fantastic no matter where you were, in space or on a planet.

Someone clapped Harry on the back spinning around he was semi-ready fighting position.

"Still edgy Harry."

"Max you got roped into this soiree?"

"I find these get togethers interesting occasionally, don't you like being back on Mars? The God of War, the ever red planet…"

"We've both seen planets of every colour…"

"Yes, I read your report from Espresss, interesting, ancient weapons factory…IPX must have been drooling."

"Yeah, except I was the only one within 500 parsecs that could open in for them until the brought in trained professionals…air that can boil water during the day and nights that can freeze it at night…and no shelter underground because their dead is buried there!" Harry shook his head sipping the bubbly concoction. Raising an eyebrow at Max.

"Yes…they're splashing out on us, Centuri sparkling river juice."

"So what have you been working on, last I heard you were at the remains of Za'Ha'Dum, I thought the Interstellar Alliance made it a no go zone?"

"They did…but IPX is allowed certain privileges…we were checking the hyperspace route to see if it could open up any viable planets…"

"And?"

"Headaches galore, seems there's still some telepathic jamming around…but we got some pictures and other stuff…we're going back after this meeting…"

"I'm no stranger to headaches…I wouldn't mind getting out there…"

"I'll have a chat to the head of operations, if you're not assigned to anything…"

Harry nodded. "I'm going for a wonder…"

"Anyone you're looking for?" Max chuckled.

"Nothing like that, the closest thing is my on again off again partner, he's on an explorer ship, would have seen him if I hadn't had to come here…"

"Ah…will of the game Harry, will of the game…"

"I am looking for someone…"

"Maybe I can help."

"A Doctor working at Felsecar."

"Plenty of them, delving into their books, I saw you didn't put up your hand, nor I…"

"Yeah, not for me sitting in libraries reading old books…No her name's Mione Granger…"

"Granger…Granger…Granger, rings a bell. Haven't walked into her yet…"

"Well Max, I think I'll have a wander around for her, get myself some more of the river juice, it's not often we're in such civilised waters…"

"Or deserts."

"More frequently." Harry smiled finished his drink and picking up another as he wandered around greeting people smiling, saying hi to people he went on digs with as he was learning his way…

Then in a group of people he heard an older…and more mature voice…

"According to Selma's the Legends of Felsecar…the papers that were recovered throw his finding completely…" Harry almost laughed out loud. Mione Granger…better known as Hermione Grange…was here…

Walking up to her, Harry saw her side on, gone was the frizzy hair, it was mostly short and in a small pony tail, her hair had taken on a darker hue.

"Maybe it's not you Hermione…" Harry muttered as he walked through the crowd, as the people she was talking to peeled away Harry walked forward.

"Doctor Granger I presume…" Harry said as he walked up, she was just collecting a drink from the waiter as she turned.

"And you…" She turned and stared at Harry, taking in his older features, she had grown older as well...into a fine woman…

"Professor James at your service…" Harry hugged her whispering in her ear. "Or you might know me as Harry James Potter…boy who lived, I would guess boy who defeated Voldemort….or maybe not." Harry didn't feel a hug back "If that's so I've just made a hell of a blast ended skrewt of myself…" Harry muttered as he was enveloped in a bone crunching hug and Hermione beginning to sob into his jacket.

"Goddess, Harry, Harry, Harry…you're here…I'm here…that was….oh goddess…"

Harry pulled himself back, nodding to others. "I thought her ship was lost in a raider attack." They nodded sadly as Harry lead Mione to a secluded table.

Sitting at the table they both stared at each other for a long while.

"Goddess Harry…I thought…"

"Yes…imagine the surprise when I read the guests…well browsed anyway the names and I saw Mione Granger? Mione?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"It felt like a more me name…Hermione…it wasn't me…What about you, how…what…you're a Professor? Professor Harry James…there was a Doctor Harry James a few years ago giving lectures…I was out on the rim, wasn't near any of the transport routes…"

"That's me."

"You're a Doctor and a Professor?"

"A Doctor in Faiths, a Professor of Archaeology…how is Felsecar?"

"Harry…it's the most amazing place…it rivals everything, a whole planet of libraries, secret tombs passages…you should come, how come you're not there?" She said taking a breath.

"I prefer planets, I like to discover stuff, not stuck in libraries…you should know that…" They shared a smile.

"So how did you…" Hermione started.

"Get here…well there was a portal…or something…"

"That's what got me…"

"Yeah so…" so Harry told her his tale of the last couple of years.

"…and IPX calls me back to give a paper on dealing with dangerous civilisations…supposedly I'm one of the only archaeologists to be attacked on what sensors say is a dead world…three times." Her…Mione laughed out loud.

"You met the Enti'Za…to think I fell in on her husband's ex-wife…she's in charge of Babylon 5."

"Lochley?" Mione nodded.

"Basically she helped me out with the basics…even pulled in some favours from the President…I went to Proxima 3, studied up…I occasionally had to use my wand…did you know there are no magical beings here?"

"What is magic Mione?"

"What?" Mione exclaimed at his calm question

"Any suitably advanced form of technology is indistinguishable from magic…have you heard of Techno-mages?"

"They're a myth."

"They exist, they left during the last great war…aren't we glad we missed that?" Harry chuckled as he removed his wand and placed it on the table.

"I still hang onto mine…carry it with me…habit I suppose…"

Mione did the same. "Me too…"

They sat in silence before replacing their wands.

"Have you been to Earth?" Harry said looking back through the crowd.

"First thing I did…once I had enough money…"

"Same, I know it's stupid but I went looking for Hogwarts, and Diagon Alley…"

"But there's nothing there…we're not in the future…our future."

"Yes…" Harry smiled sadly.

"Do you think…?"

"I think so yes…I think they went on and had brilliant lives…I bet they named house tables after you and I…" Harry smiled for a second. "But you know what…"

"What?" Mione said wiping her eyes.

"I'm happy here…" Harry paused looking out to the outside domed section. "Mione… are you?"

Mione looked up with a smile on her face. "Yes…the first few months…no…I thought about all the things I went through…all those OWLs, the NEWTs, all that training…but everything was discovered, you could read the books dozens of times…but it had all been read…and Ron was always talking about a big family like 12 kids, said we had to keep the wizarding population up to scratch…that it was our duty…I was going to break up with him…after…"

Harry's eyes bulged. "So that was what that fight was about…in Devon?"

"You remembered that?"

"Well you were the only one who knew CPR, Mr big ego I was I thought it was about me." Harry laughed.

"It was…well it started and then it was about family…and then well 12 kids Harry…"

"I was about to say something…"

"I couldn't do it…he wanted me house bound, a house wife while he went out bringing in the money, said 'That's the proper place for a wife…'. Prat…" Mione wiped her eyes again. "Am I sorry that I'll never see him again…yes…but I am glad too be moving on in my life…" They sipped their drinks.

"It's nice isn't it…" Harry said.

"What?"

"The drinks…" Mione laughed.

"Yes…I'd rather fresh fruit, or fresh juice…I've got a small orange tree in my room on Felsecar…doesn't produce much but…"

"Yeah, it's nice to have something like that when you're out on a dig…"

Mione was staring at him again.

"Goddess Harry it is so good to see you…" Mione said as she drained her glass.

"It's a funny old universe isn't it, we get sucked away from…from Hogwarts…all of that, both of us…and both end up as archaeologists…"

"Yeah…though I…" She looked sheepishly at him.

"What?" Harry chuckled.

"When I heard about the Rangers I asked about you with them…"

"The Anla'shock?"

"It seemed your sort of thing…"

"Yes…I admit I did think about it…but being sent on missions, and the 'live for the one, die for the one', doesn't that sound familiar?"

"Yes…I suppose."

"It is brilliant to see you again He…Mione…" Harry corrected himself.

"And you Professor James. Why not Prof Potter?"

"I don't like being called Potter all of the time…reminds me of certain people…My full name is on forms and at IPX but I'm more commonly known around as Harry James…"

They sat in silence again. When man pulled up a chair, Mione looked up.

"Harry, found your Doctor then?"

Harry nodded. "Mione, meet Max…a friend of mine."

"Just a friend Harry? We're two of the best archaeologists, linguists and general knowledge fiends…"

"Max…?"

"I see we're all going in for titles here, everyone has one, Professor Maximilian Eilerson, my friend Professor Harry James archaeologist, who is also a Doctor in Faith and Myth."

"Most people drop the Myths part." Harry said draining his drink.

"And most people would have jumped at the chance for Felsecar, you and I didn't, you declined, I refused…" Max turned his attention to Mione. "But I am interested to hear from someone who was there."

"Nice rescue." Harry muttered.

Mione went on a long explanation, which made Harry think of their childhood, by the time she was finished Max looked dazed.

"Well…I should visit…Harry I had words with one of the directors, he said you can come with us to Za'ha'Dum as long as you're back in two weeks at Babylon 5, supposedly you're going out to sector 1020 hitching a ride with an explorer…I asked especially which one, turns our your beau is on it."

Harry hugged Max.

"Thanks."

"Hey owed you a favour didn't I? Plus you're going to get headaches for ages after Za'Ha'Dum."

"Plus all the other times I've saved your life."

"Harry, saving people's lives?" Mione inclined a grin.

"Not many archaeologists can fly a Starfury, Thunderbolt and most other craft…nasty automated defences on 'supposedly' dead worlds…" Max trailed off.

"So Za'Ha'Dum…I've heard of that…" Mione started. "It was in the big war."

"Pervious home of the Shadows…they're more commonly thought of as the 'evil' in the story…" Harry shrugged. "There's my paper coming back to me… "it exploded after a visit by a telepath known as Lyta, Delenn of Minbar, John Sherridan, and another telepath I think he ran after the Psi Corp disintegrated his name was Bester…I Psi Cop if I remember."

Max was nodding along. "IPX and others want to explore this area…but first we have to work out the ruins of the planet."

"We're taking something with weapons this time aren't we?"

"Plasma cannons and a compliment of 5 Starfuries…supposedly any way, we find out when we meet the ship a day after the conference."

"Brilliant, not a moment of peace." Harry grinned.

"Harry you don't like peace and quiet." Mione commented with an air of truth ringing in her words

"You know him?" Max said amazed.

"We have some history…fought together…a long time ago…it's all in the past now…" Mione said.

"Don't know when this is meant to end, supposedly we chat and then someone tells us a bit about the conference tomorrow and then we leave…I'm going to hurry them up, or have some more juice…Harry, I'll uplink details for you…"

"Thanks Max."

"He seemed like a character…"

"Yeah, met him while I was at university here, he made me want to join IPX, that along with the other benefits…"

"The money…"

"That too…" Harry chuckled.

The sat talking about various things until the short speech was made and ended and people started to file out.

Harry walked Hermione back to the Mars Grand, a reputable hotel.

"So do you want to have dinner, before we both disappear off into the big black? Tomorrow after the conference tomorrow…?" Mione accepted gratefully.