I actually had this ready to post a couple of days ago, but my internet connection picked that time to die...again. Stupid wireless.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Star Wars.
Spoilers: PS/SS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP and HBP. Star Wars Ep I, Ep II and Ep III.
Summary: An incident in space causes Anakin and Obi-Wan to land on a planet in the Unknown Regions. There they will discover a whole different way of using the force, and secrets long kept from both the Jedi and Sith Orders. Will eventually be an AU ROTS.
Brackets are a master-padawan bond.
(Padawan speaking) - Anakin in this case
(Master speaking) - Obi-Wan.
'Thoughts'
The past or dreams (the past is usually in a flashback but not always.)
"spells"
"Intercom"
This is slightly AU(apart from the obvious reasons) because Anakin still has both of his arms. Dooku used a force throw to chuck him into a wall, knocking him unconcious. Also, Harry has no glasses. For some reason I can never picture him with them.
This Chapter: Many things can happen in a year...
Chaper 7 - Weddings, Wands and Wizards
Four Months Later
A lot had happened since the day Harry had landed on Coruscant. Now, here they were in the Lake County of Naboo, waiting for Anakin to get married (again). They were progressing smoothly with their training, and many other jedi had taken an interest. The meeting with Yoda did not go as Mace had planned.
Flashback
"Master Yoda, you swore by the old code, correct? Do you honestly approve of the new one?" asked Harry.
"When the council decided gone the Sith were, they wanted a new code to acknowledge their supposed superiority over the dark wielders. Agree with this I did not, as arrogance a weakness is, but overruled by the other Council members I was." (A.N. I may have overdone the Yoda-speak.)
"What?" Mace asked, surprised "You don't agree with the code?"
"It teaches jedi that no weakness they have, not how to overcome it."
"Why didn't you say something sooner?"
"Overruled I would have been. Blinded this Order has become. A fresh start after the war, needed will be. Help here the Irú may."
"You're giving them permission to convert?"
"The Jedi Order, rebuild from scratch must be. Perhaps learning Irú values may help. Witness the irú the Jedi may. There is still hope."
End flashback
Due to this, they were able to make friends with several jedi. However there were still many who disagreed with Master Yoda's view, and went out of their way to show they disapproved of the Irú. At first Harry tried to ignore them, but eventually to vent the tension, he turned to pranking the more outspoken ones.
Flashback
"This is never going to work" Cindrae muttered.
"Trust me," whispered Anakin "have I ever let you down?"
"Well, there was that time..."
Harry walked back around the corner "Everything's set. Your turn Anakin."
"Right."
"The remote controlled mouse droid ( MOW-C) skittered around the corner and in front of Master Eeth Koth. Its wheels were covered in engine oil. Eeth, who was distracted by talking to the illusion of Master Plo Koon Harry had just created, tripped over MOW-C and went skidding over the oil. To add insult to injury he smacked into the double doors across from the troublemakers, knocking the bucket balanced on there, and ending up covered in custard.
"Custard Cindrae?"
She shrugged "The old ones are the best."
Master Koth took one look at himself then screamed "Potter!"
"What I want to know is why I'm always the one blamed." panted Harry as they all ran away from the scene.
"It's because you were caught when you hexed all those people to sing the Republican Hymn."
"That wasn't even me! Still, you've got to appreciate how sneaky whoever did it was."
"Thank you Harry." a voice came sweetly from behind them.
"Gah! Hermione?! Never thought pranking was your thing."
"They're way too prejudiced. They needed to be taught a lesson."
"But did you have to implicate me?"
"It's not my fault you started rolling around laughing."
"Oh yeah." he said sheepishly.
End flashback
Among their numerous friendships, the group definitely got on best with the younglings, probably because they didn't have the bias some of the older jedi did. They always had fun playing together. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on who you were), some of the gangs' mischevious nature rubbed off on them, leading to some very interesting situations.
Flashback
One minute Master Windu had been calmly walking along the corridor, the next:
"What in the world?" he yelped, trying to fix his underpants.
"I don't think you did it hard enough," he heard a whisper. Suddenly his situation became even worse. The back of his underwear had somehow become hooked over a wall bracket. How it had managed that whilst he was wearing his robe was anyone's guess. Suddenly he saw a youngling out of the corner of his eye.
"Explain yourself Initiate!" he demanded, wincing slightly as he shifted.
"It's a force wedgie Master Windu. Knight Potter said it used to be a gesture of respect in the old Republic." he said innocently.
"Potter!"
Halfway across the temple, Harry heard the scream and shuddered. "We've created monsters." he muttered.
End Flashback
However, even that paled in comparison to "Master Yoda, what did that lady mean when she begged Knight Skywalker to take her?"
It turned out that whilst at a restaurant with a couple of younglings as a treat, some random fangirl had seen Anakin, who was fast becoming a legend. He had to do a lot of fast-talking to get out of that one (Yoda, not the woman).
"Relax Anakin. Stop pacing. Honestly, one would think you've never done this before." Obi-Wan muttered. (Anakin had eventually confessed due to Harry repeatedly saying that there should be no secrets between them, so that they trusted each other more.)
"We won't be the only ones there this time though. Her family will be watching. What if I screw up?"
"You make it sound like a performance.
"I'm just worried."
Right then, the holy man approached them. It was the same one as last time.
"We're ready to begin."
Anakin took a deep breath and stepped onto the balcony. Padmé was waiting for him, garbed in a much more elaborate dress than last time. Aside from that, and the presence of other people, the wedding went exactly the same as last time. It was simplistic, merely the exchanging of vows in the old Nubian tongue. Jobal was sobbing softly into a handkerchief.
"I pronounce you man and wife.". The Priest said before closing his book and walking away, presumably to the next wedding.
Padmé and Anakin then kissed each other, causing all the guests to cheer. Everyone went into a larger room that had been set up as a banquet hall.
Ruwee stood up and began "Well we're all close family here, so I'm sure we all remember various times in Padmé's life fondly. That being said, I'm going to skip the speech because they both look impatient to get to the wedding night."
"Dad!"
Everyone chuckled whilst the newlyweds blushed.
"So, a toast to the bride and groom, may theirs be a happy and fruitful union."
"To the bride and groom." the guests murmured, then seeing as Ruwee had sat down, they all started eating.
"So Padmé," Sola began "when am I going to be an aunt?"
Padmé choked.
Five Months Later
The Clone Wars had gotten a lot more intense. More and more jedi were getting called out to fight, leaving the masters with very young padawans to take up the slack. Harry and the others were even more stretched, seeing as they were juggling two wars, as well as the fact that several of the Separatist darksiders were targeting Anakin for some reason. At least he had a secret weapon now - his wand. On one of their trips to Earth, the Order had infiltrated a Deatheater hideout, and discovered Ollivander was a prisoner there. Apparently he had some information Voldemort wanted - the location of a powerful crystal capable of restoring magical energy to the holder. When the Irú arrived, the Order set up a rescue mission.
Flashback
Harry and Anakin ducked and dodged the spells flying around them. They had taken point, ready to split off from the rest of the group as soon as Obi-Wan reported back. He was sneaking in along with Kingsley.
"Okay, the remaining guards are neutralised, get down here." Their comms just crackled. They had been charmed to work around magic.
They broke off from the others and ran quietly down the flight of stairs that led to the dungeons. When they got there they started helping let the prisoners out. There were only 12 of them, but they all showed signs of extreme torture.
"Here's a portkey. Grab onto it. There should be a breach in the wards any moment now."
They all did as he said, recognising Harry. Just then, a blue stone flashed on Kingsley's wrist.
"Activate." They all disappeared.
End Flashback
The portkey had taken them to Hogwarts' hospital ward, where Madam Pomphrey immediately began to treat them. Unfortunately, two of them were beyond saving. One of them was Mr Olivander. As he lay on his deathbed, he gave Harry a surprising gift.
Flashback
"Mr Potter," Ollivander gasped, struggling for breath. "A word if I may?"
Harry sat next to him and listened.
"The last two times I met you, I noticed you had a gift which many wizards would kill for. You are an aptumius. This means you can instinctively tell which materials would fit to make the perfect wand for someone. Of course, this gift is useless without the proper training. I had planned on approaching you when you graduated, but it has become obvious I will be unable to do that." He paused, reaching into his bedside Cabinet. "I had a house elf fetch these from my house. The crystal will help you focus your gift, and the book will teach you how to use it, as well as explain why each wood and item is unique and what sort of wizard they would be suited for."
"Thank you." Harry said solemnly.
Ollivander nodded, then lay back, closed his eyes and stilled. Harry panicked.
End Flashback
It turned out Ollivander was just resting, he wasn't quite ready to die just yet. He lasted another week before he passed on. During that time, he instructed Harry as best he could. When he got back, Harry decided to make wands for his three friends. The combinations were... unusual. Interestingly enough, all the woods came from Earth. Anakins' was hawthorne and krayt dragon pearl powder. (It had been very hard to pulverise the pearl, as you can't use magic on a potential wand core.) Obi-Wan's was beech and unicorn hair which was a little surprising. However, the most surprising wand was Padmé's, as it was birch and ysalamiri's scales. Due to this, the strength of her spells varied a lot, some having their magic absorbed but the more powerful ones gaining strength. Harry supposed that would be useful in a dangerous situation. It was... interesting to teach the others how to use their wands. As Obi-Wan had quite a calm core, he found it easier to learn but his more offensive spells lacked the power the others had. Padmé's problems were as previously stated, which led to a few situations. Anakins' wand had had a few... explosive reactions at first.
Flashback
"Incendio!"
BANG!!
"Aaah! Anakin what have you done?"
"Don't worry, I'll put it out."
"Padmé no!"
"Aquarius!"
SPLOOSH!
"Ah." she said flatly.
"Quick, swim up to the door!"
End Flashback.
They had all had a good laugh about that one - after they had dried the apartment. Still, after several incidents all three of them could use their wands if it became necessary. It turned out to be good thing as it helped Obi-Wan and Anakin escape from and defeat Asajj Ventress (sp?). Harry was adamant that it was to be kept secret if possible though. ("I don't want the Sith getting curious and going to our world. One Dark Lord is enough for them to handle"). So they were only used if absolutely necessary.
Three Months Later
Right now, the three irú were fighting on the Outer Rim. Ron and Hermione were not currently with them, as they were still with their families celebrating the defeat of Voldemort. Yes, Voldemort was finally dead. It had taken about a year of training and preparation, but eventually all of the Horcruxes were found and destroyed. But it wasn't without costs. Many Order members were wounded, and Moody lost his life doing a suicide mission to dispose of Nagini. Then, the Order members called the Irú back. It was time.
Flashback
The wards were down, and new ones had been set in their place, preventing anyone with a dark mark from leaving. Tonks blasted down the main doors. Like last time, various Order members were sneaking in from other entrances and sealing them up. Harry was in the centre of a large group of people, with the other two irú on either side of him. Their job was to protect him and get him to Voldemort quickly. They cut through the surprised Deatheaters like a hot knife through butter. You could tell they had improved since the Department of Mysteries. Finally they reached the main room. Voldemort was sat calmly on his throne-like chair, with his most powerful Deatheaters surrounding him. They didn't even pause, just grabbed their wands and started attacking. Both Deatheaters and Order members fell as both sides started battling it out. Eventually, Voldemort saw Harry, laughed in his high-pitched voice and flung a killing curse at him. However, Anakin deflected it with his lightsaber, and it hit Rudolphus Lestrange in the back.
"What's the matter Potter? Afraid to fight me without bodyguards? Voldemort sneered.
"They're not bodyguards, they're my friends. Friends watch each others' backs. But you wouldn't know about that would you Tom?"
"How dare you call me by that name!" he screeched.
The battle began in earnest then, with the two of them flinging hexes at each other in rapid succession. Every time it seemed Voldemort would kill Harry, one of the two padawans would deflect the spell before turning back to the main battle. This carried on until they were both tired.
"Let's end this now Potter. Just one spell each and your friends aren't allowed to interfere."
Harry guessed that for some reason Voldemort wanted to activate Priori Incantatem. Perhaps he thought he could control it this time. That left him one option. That move. He still hadn't taught the other two this yet, as it was so dangerous. He began gathering energy into his palm, until he was holding a glowing sphere, which was fluctuating slightly as though unstable. Once he had done this he nodded.
"I agree."
As Voldemort began speaking the words of the killing curse, Harry threw the now wildly spinning ball at him ( A.N. I had a sudden urge to have him scream "Rasengan" at this point, I think I've been reading too much manga). It expanded, completely surrounding the snake-man, then it imploded. The shockwave shook the whole building. When the light disappeared all that was left of the Dark Lord was a few scraps of robe fluttering to the ground. Most of the Deatheaters stopped in shock, allowing Order members to get a clear shot at them. However, a few others, including Snape, continued fighting, although given how outnumbered they were it didn't take long to deal with them either. Then...
"Everybody freeze! This is the Ministry of Magic!" An auror shouted, before looking around.
"You're late Herberg." Kingsley said boredly.
"Sorry sir," he deflated.
End Flashback
It hadn't been very long at all though, until they had been recalled to war. They had been on the Outer Rim for a couple of months now, and it looked like they would be there for a lot longer. When they returned back to the base of operations this time though, there was a holo of Master Windu waiting for them.
"Grievous has assaulted the capital. He's kidnapped the Chancellor. You three are the best team able to leave immediately. So please return to Coruscant to help set up a rescue mission."
TBC
A.N.
Thanks to all my lovely reviewers. I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter up.
Voting for pairings is now closed.
Next Chapter: Onboard the Invisible Hand.
Amethyst Sylph
P.S. I've had a few story ideas that I don't think I personally would be able to write very well. If anyone fancies having a go at them, they're on my profile.