Harry Potter was a small, mentally unstable boy of fifteen that lived with his abusive Aunt and Uncle, or so people thought and he was quite okay with that. Not really okay, but more resigned than anything since he really didn't care about what the sheep wanted to think. Truthfully, Harry was a student with a decent height and above average intelligence that hadn't seen his Aunt and Uncle in years. Not since he had found his mother's journal in the attic one day when he had to do his never ending list of chores. Apparently Lily had foreseen something wrong happening and then explained the entire world of magic to Harry and how messed up it really was. She also gave him a way out of all of it and a chance to discover a completely new universe. Apparently Lily had found a way to open a window between their world and that of this new universe and seen wonders beyond comparison. There was even a group of people that had powers similar to magic and if she had had more time, Lily would have grabbed Harry and made her way to this new universe. Sadly, she was killed before that was possible, but she did leave behind all of her notes on the theory.

It had taken Harry three years, with Professor Flitwick's brain picked for some of the theory and then a full year of research, before Harry was ready. Now that he was back in Hogwarts for his fifth year, it was the perfect time to leave. He had gathered a large trunk of galleons to exchange in this new world, and now all that was left was to perform the spell. It was a good thing that his friends were oblivious to him and the rest of the school's population thought he was a nutter at the moment as this was the first time since he set foot in Hogwarts that he could actually go somewhere undisturbed. It took him two days to draw out the rune circle needed for the kind of jump he was about to perform and the only way this ritual could be performed is if it was at Hogwarts, as it needed tons of magical energy to work. Since the wards at Hogwarts hadn't been used since the very founding of the school, there was a lot of unused ambient magic floating around in the air just ready to be picked up by some individual.

Cutting open his hand for a few drops of blood needed for the sacrificial part of the ritual, honestly why did the wizards and witches of the world deem it necessary to kill someone, Harry locked the ritual on to his target. The notes he had made for this ritual were burned and the circle was going to be destroyed as soon as it transported him, Harry took one last look around and whispered his last goodbye as he disappeared from the Earth.

In the office of Albus Dumbledore, his many instruments in his office that were connected to the previously mentioned boy began making high pitched sounds before breaking. Albus Dumbledore took this as a sign that his distance was a good idea since it seemed that young Harry had fallen to the dark side. Wearily, he called for an Order meeting to give these heavy tidings. Harry himself took a passage through space and time where there was no sound, no awareness of speed or movement, no time. The only time Harry Potter became aware was right before he landed. And what a place to land.

Han Solo was not what you would call a family man, but surrounded by his wife, brother-in-law, and his brother-in-laws wife, Han couldn't help but to think that he could become one. For once, ever since he had met a kid that needed to go save a princess, the galaxy was relatively quiet. There were no wars being fought at the moment and no calls for the heroes of the new Republic for an encore of overthrowing a government. All was right in the galaxy which is why he was the first to react to a loud thump coming from his living room even faster than the trained Jedi.

What Han saw shocked him as a kid no older than his twins looked at his living room in awe and seemed to be changing before their eyes. Slowly, the kid grew to a respectable height and removed the odd contraption from his face. The kid finally turned around and noticed the blaster and three light sabers pointing at him. Warily he raised his hand and moved his mouth, but a language that none of the adults had ever even heard of came out.

Harry saw the confused looks that were being given after he had spoken and although it wasn't the best he could have hoped for, at least the open signs of hostility weren't there anymore.

"Alright kid, how'd you get in here?" Han asked.

Harry understood why the other occupants of the room looked confused at the moment. He couldn't understand what the man had just said and tried to make it known. "I can't understand you," Harry spoke clearly, but it didn't seem to help. If only they didn't have weapons, then he may have been able to go into someone's mind and find the language of these people.

Luke could sense the feelings of the young boy and other confusion and a bit of wariness there was nothing that suggested Harry to be hostile. Turning off his light saber he attracted the attention of the other three with his actions. "Luke, what are you doing?" Mara hissed at him.

"Feel his emotions Mara, there is no hostility to this boy. I just wish we could understand him."

"Perhaps we can Luke," Leia mused. "Threepio!" She called and the other three felt like idiots for not thinking of that solution.

"Yes Mistress Leia?"

"Threepio, we have a young guest in our midst, but are having trouble understanding him. Could you help us out?"

"Of course," The golden android said and walked over to Harry.

Warily, Harry watched as the machine walked over to him and stood almost like it was expecting something. "Er, hello," Harry ventured.

"Hello," 3P0 responded.

"What are you?"

"What are you?"

Thinking for a bit, Harry realized what was happening. "You are trying to understand me aren't you?"

"I understand."

"Oh thank heavens, that's a relief."

"What's he saying goldenrod?" Han interrupted their conversation to ask.

"Oh this is delightful Master Han, his dialect is that of Ancient Selkath crossed with…"

"Threepio," Luke interrupted the robot's dialect, "Would you kindly ask the young man's name?"

"Of course Master Luke," 3P0 said as he turned towards the guest. "Master Luke would like to know your name young guest."

"My name is Harry Potter. Is this Master Luke the calm blonde one?"

"He is."

"Then would you please inform him that I have a way to learn another's language in a few minutes, but I need to have an open invite into someone's mind and do not wish to do so without permission."

"I will relay your message." The golden translator turned back to the four adults and relayed what Harry said. "His name Master Luke, is Harry Potter. He also would like to inform you that he has a skill that can cause him to learn a language quickly, but needs someone's permission to delve into their mind."

This did not go over well with both Han and Mara as neither thought it was a good idea to have someone in their mind. The Skywalker twins had opposing ideas however and arguing with the two of them was a surefire way to lose. "Tell him that he is welcome to enter my mind. After all, I doubt he could do much to me." Luke stated confidently. It was not arrogance that made him say this, but he was the Jedi Grandmaster, he had reason to be confident.

Luke's words were relayed to Harry and Harry nodded. "Please tell him to keep eye contact with me and this should be fairly quick." It was quick and Luke never felt a thing. He didn't know anything had happened until Harry dropped to his knee and grasped his head in pain.

"That hurt. Gah, it didn't hurt that much when I learned any other languages," Harry gasped in galactic basic showing all that it had worked. Luke grew intensely worried that he had never Harry enter and pick out what he needed. Never before had he felt so defenseless. It took another three minutes before Harry was able to catch his breath and stand up which had the maternal instincts of both ladies going haywire. After all, Leia had twins Harry's age. "Sorry about that, I didn't expect that type of pain. I guess the languages between us have very few if any similarities between them." Harry finally got a good look at all that were present and visibly startled at the sight of Mara.

"What's wrong?" Mara asked, her eyebrows furrowed as she felt his surprise and then a bit of disappointment in his emotions through the force.

"Sorry," Harry said with a sad, small smile, "It's just you look a little like what my mother would have looked like."

"And what happened to your mom?" Han had to ask. He knew it probably wasn't the best thing to do, but no one had ever accused him of being tactful.

"Killed by a terrorist that had the same powers as my family. He wasn't the nicest person ever," Harry snorted. Where most people thought Harry wouldn't like talking about the death of his parents and although Harry wouldn't volunteer any information, he had made his peace quite a while ago.

"Sorry about that," Han said sheepishly. He didn't need to see his wife's disapproving stare to know that he had overstepped boundaries.

"No worries. So I'm sure you all have questions. It's only right that I answer your questions since I kind of entered your apartment uninvited." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head as the conversation got back on track. "Could I get all of your names first though?"

"Of course," Leia said, taking over the conversation, she was the politician of the family after all. Like Luke she could sense no hostilities in this new guest and she was very curious on how he had learned a new language in just a few minutes. "I am Leia Solo, and this is my husband Han. The blonde here is my twin Luke Skywalker and his wife Mara."

"Pleasure to meet you all, I wish we had met in another way."

"Indeed," Mara smirked.

"Well yes," Leia coughed. "The first question is the obvious one, how did you get here?"

As Harry was about to explain, he suddenly had another, rather brilliant idea. "Well, I could tell you, or I could show you." He said this with his full British accent coming out and the smirk that sent girls his age aflutter. Han tried hard to remain unbiased, but someone who could pull of his smirk was alright in his book.

"Oh great, the galaxy isn't big enough for two Han Solos," Mara muttered and Leia sighed in agreement.

"How you gonna show us this kid?" Han asked. In answer to this Harry dug out his shrunken trunk from his pocket and with a wave of his hand enlarged it to its normal size. "How the hell did you do that kid?"

"Magic," Harry shrugged, "Or at least that's what people from where I come from called it. Usually we need a focus to guide our magic, but I've gotten to a level where I can do a couple of charms wandlessly and that's all I really need anyways." Harry then surprised them even more when he reached his full arm into the trunk and rummaged around a bit. "Ah ha, here it is," Harry cried triumphantly as he pulled out an old stone basin, "That Potter family pensive at your service." He enjoyed the dumb founded expressions that he received while they were staring at a stone bowl.

"Alright," Mara said tentatively, she was thinking it may have been a bad idea to trust someone that had probably had a few screws loosened, "And what does this Potter Family Pensive do?"

"Well I'm glad you asked Mrs. Skywalker," Harry said adopting a game show personality.

"Woah, hold on a second. If you're going to be somewhat formal here, call me Master Mara. Same goes for these two," Mara continued pointing at Leia and Luke. "It's fine if you just want to call us by our first names."

"You can just call me Han kid," Han delivered with his roguish grin, "I'm not one for formalities." Harry answered with his own grin and the bond between Harry and Han grew that much closer.

"Alright Master Mara," Harry continued, "This device allows anyone who touches it to view the memories placed inside the object. I can give you my life story in about twenty minutes which would hopefully answer all of your questions."

"And this is safe?" Luke asked.

"Okay, my powers have many rules in their use. One of these rules is to be careful with promises as my power will do everything it can to keep said promise. You'll also see a flash of light signaling the acceptance of said promise. I can give one if you would like."

Turning his head to catch everyone's eyes, Luke nodded. "We would like the promise Harry. Sorry about this."

"Say no more Master Luke. After all, you all did just meet me half an hour ago. Very well, I, Harry Potter, do promise to the viewers of my pensive this night that no harm will come to them will viewing said pensive. So mote it be." Just like Harry had said the flash of light came and the four adults breathed a little easier. Then, Harry started withdrawing different memory strands that cause a slight fascination to the watchers and placed them in a pensive. "Alright. Now, all of the memories you need are in the pensive and I have limited you to just those memories. If you would just place a finger into the bowl, we can get started."

Han was the first to stick his finger into the bowl as he trusted the kid and also trusted the three Jedi Masters to save his bacon if something went wrong. He entered a trance like state and when nothing else seemed to happen, the other three went in as well. They saw an overly skinny Harry cleaning out the attic and finding his mother's journal. They saw the young boy escape from the cupboard under the stair, which sent them all into a frenzy, and make his way to Potter mansion. Then they witnessed Harry entering Gringotts bank and the goblins performing a cleansing ritual that got rid of the scar and after Harry paid them quite a bit extra created a duplicate that could take his place at the Dursley household. They saw brief flashes of the next four years until Harry was in front of Hogwarts and then sorted. The dangers he faced his four years of schooling and also the praise and disgust that seemed to be directed at him throughout the years. The last thing they saw was Harry visiting his vaults and withdrawing a large amount of gold and then the ritual that brought him to the Solo living room.

Coming out of the Pensive, Harry watched and waited as the Solos and Skywalkers adjusted to the vast amount of information that they had just received. "Damn kid, that's a lot of information to go through." Harry simply shrugged in response. Although he had put up his mask and made a different character while in the magical world, he was a humble person through and through.

"Alright Harry," Mara said after they had taken a few more minutes to process, "What were your plans once you got here?"

"Well, I know the basics of this galaxy and how speed of light travel is normal, so I'd need to find a politician to help set up a new identity. Then I would need to exchange some of my gold for the currency here and then I don't know. You all saw that I can defend myself and I was a good shot with a pistol when I went to the local range during one summer." Mara, Luke, and Leia rolled their eyes simultaneously as Han beamed at the kid. "I can defend myself of course, but I really enjoy healing, whether it be spells, potions, or natural remedies. I also brought a lot of ingredients and books with me. Maybe, instead of being honed into a sword, I can be the shield in this universe." Everybody's estimation of Harry went up as he discussed what he wanted to do.

After a brief exchange of looks between the adults, Luke spoke up. "It's late today Harry, and you wouldn't be able to do much in the way of your plans. Since all the bedrooms in Han's apartment are occupied by them and their children, you can come sleep with us and we'll all meet up tomorrow to help you out."

"You don't have to…"

"Nonsense Harry," Leia interrupted him, "We have contacts all over the galaxy and we can tell you why tomorrow, but doing something as simple as getting you started in this galaxy is the right thing to do."

"If you're sure," Harry smiled ruefully.

"Then it's settled," Luke stated, "We'll be over tomorrow for breakfast Leia so we can get a jumpstart and your kids can meet Harry here."

"How old are your kids?"

"The twins are around your age Harry and our youngest is ten," Leia answered.

"Alright then, we will see you tomorrow," Mara said as the three walked out. Tomorrow would be interesting.

A/N: I love Star Wars, but I haven't read this series yet, so don't expect fast updates. However, I like reading and this idea just stuck with me. I'm going to try to get a few more chapters in my other stories done before I update this again, ut I like to publish as I write. I do plan on saving Chewie though, so no worries about that.

Until Next Time!