Rebels with a Cause

XVIII

Five years! Five years of total rule over the Galaxy, the sweet fruit of his labours! A labour inducing task that he had chosen over seventy years ago.

He took the morning to meditate. Everything in the Force was as he wished. Available only to him, of course there were pulses and tendrils in the Force; old Master Jinn and his Apprentice Master Obi-Wan Kenobi; Kenobi the Diplomat; Kenobi the Lover of Manda'lor. Where was he now? In hiding!

Palpatine snorted, he needed to find Kenobi. For Kenobi still held the answers to the questions he needed to ask. However, then a new force connection appeared. This one unsettled the Sith Lord; this connection to the Force whilst very strong was also steeped in both sides of the Force. Any trace of potentially finding any surviving elusive Jedi were for now lost.

"Lord Vader." Palpatine hissed and his enforcer appeared.

"My Master…"

"Lord Vader, recruit more into the Inquistion…there have been…developments."

Vader's rasping breath was heard and the transmission cut. Next came Palpatine's breaking of his fast, a holo-projector of the Galaxy as a whole and his reports.

It would never be said that Palpatine was neglectful of the duties of administration. He had underlings, but only the most important things were monitored by him only.

As he carried on, his senses tingled. He turned to see a woman, wearing very odd clothing. But the thing that caught his attention was how her brown eyes flickered around. It seemed she knew where she was but also in disbelief "Harry…what have you gotten yourself into?"

"Your friend, has gotten himself on the wrong side of Imperial justice. He is a known rebel sympathizer and operative. Whilst also being a Jedi."

Hermione gulped "Sheev Palpatine; Darth Sidious, Formerly Senator of Naboo, then Chancellor during the Clone Wars. Singlehandedly brought down the Jedi Order."

Palpatine was already wary "You know lots about me…yet I don't know anything about you."

"You don't need to. You see, you and I both a mutual interest."

Just as Palpatine was about to press on, he was very wary of unexpected entrants as more appeared. He ignited a lightsaber and everything stilled "I trust there is a reason for you all being here." With a subtle gesture, seven wooden sticks and various other objects zoomed away from his potential attackers.

"But until I discern everything, GUARDS…take them to the specialised cells. Leave them be, I will see to them in due course."

(Somewhere)

Harry was curled up in his bed, Charlee next to him. It was Charlee who found Harry beginning to tense up, sweat seemed to start pouring off his body. Then as she, placed her hands on his shoulders, he was moving upright, her legs wrapping around him.

"Harry, it's me. Harry…wake up."

Faded green eyes, became emerald and soon enough Harry had pulled Charlee close "I've felt a great disturbance…Things, have as Dudley would say 'have gone to hell in a handbasket.'"

He could feel the powers of his former friends. Now, Harry was truly stuck "This has become absolutely crazy, I can live a little bit crazy."

"Stay in bed with me…You owe me." Charlee retorted and with that Harry slumped.

Everyone would need to know. But for now Harry, could only hope that the Wizarding World was going to follow on its prejudices and stereotypes.

Unbeknownst to Harry, across the Galaxy the surviving Jedi and Force Sensitives felt the same thing. Things had changed.