Author's Note: Hey there readers! I have been putting a lot of work into this idea and I hope you all like it. I am publishing it now as a 'I'm sorry' I have been sick the last few days and haven't had a chance to work on The Silver Hand yet, however this and the next 5 chapters of this have been ready for a while I just haven't posted them so I hope you enjoy it. For those star wars fans out there, I am sorry to say you will not find any star wars characters in this story. I took the Harry Potter characters and put them into the beautiful world of Star wars. Any characters or plot ideas from the star wars movies or books do not exist here. That said I am using the star wars wiki (wookipedia) as my source for everything star wars related in my story. (Though I am taking a little bit of liberty, or, at least, I think I am, in terms of an ability called empathy that develops in races who have lekku, or brain tails) If you want to know the details of a race, an animal or piece of technology then just look for it there as that is where I will get my info and we will be on the same page. That said I will try and give general facts in my author notes at the start and end of each chapter that will give enough information for the story if you wish to just read and enjoy it.

About the force: The force will develop differently for Harry compared other's in this story, where the Jedi and Sith use the force just as it is portrayed in the movies however Harry does things that seemed impossible before he does them. However, each thing has an explanation. Which I will provide at the end of the chapters an ability first happens in. (Think a limited version of The Sorcerer's Apprentice magic if you have seen that movie.)

About the Sith: Each of the Sith when they finish their training are given a new name Darth "Something" in my story each of their names are their old names rearranged and perhaps one or two letters removed or added (to make is sound better), for example, Evan Rosier is Darth Vaen and Bellatrix is Darth Traxelli (lost the b)

Race's need to know: To see what any of these races look like just google them. Togruta are a tribe people who highly value friendship and family (clans) and quickly become depressed if isolated. They have hollow horns on their heads called montrals that allow for a form of sonar like bats, these horns move down into lekku or head tails. Most Togruta have three lekku; one over each shoulder and one down the back, these tails contain parts of the togruta's brain (just like Twi'lek) and are extremely sensitive, and if damaged, it can cause brain damage. They have sharp canines and it is common even for the Jedi Togrutas to go feral in battle with extreme emotion. The stripes on the lekku of Togruta tend to become more pronounced and opaque when having strong feelings. Twi'lek are a warrior/slave race, where all the males of the race (mast majority) are trained as warriors and all the woman (again mast majority) are sold as slaves. They have anywhere from 2 to 4 lekku but no montrals. Twi'lek are naturally attuned to the mental and emotional states of those around them making them much better at the Force mental arts but at the same time more susceptible to influence by the same arts. Togrutas are also emotional sensitive people but not as commonly as Twi'leks develop the skill, such people are called empaths. Cathar are a cat humanoid race tribal past like the Togruta and born in litters very little else is known about them. The Hutt's are a giant slug-like race, only without the slim and are mostly gangsters who deal in drugs, assassinations, slavery and smuggling.

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Harry Potter and the New Order

Chapter 1

(Hermione)

Hermione Granger, thirteen-year-old padawan to Jedi Master Minerva, sighed deeply as she stared at herself in the mirror still covered in water having just stepped out of the shower. She was a Togruta with sunset orange skin and white stripes over most of her body but for her face, her lekku and montrals were a dark brown with blue stripes and her eyes chocolate brown though she had been told that when she channeled a large amount of the force it had the rare side effect of manifesting in her eyes turning them to a bright glowing blue, almost like the blue lightsabers of most Jedi.

Hermione and her master were on their way to the planet Tatooine where a large disturbance in the force had sent shockwaves through space a little over three days ago. Her master, along with her, were sent to Tatooine to locate the source of the disturbance and report back, nothing more. However, the conversation that Jedi Master Pandora and she had had days ago would not leave her mind.

"A great force calls from Tatooine young padawan, do you feel it? Can you hear it?" Jedi Master Pandora spoke suddenly as she broke from her meditation and opened her silver eyes to meet the brown eyes of padawan Hermione. Pandora was a human with a strong and aged face with straight silver hair past her waist.

Hermione shifted nervously with her lekku twitching slightly, her blue stripes became more pronounced against the dark brown of her montrals and red started to fill her orange cheeks. She could feel the force calling alright, it seemed to fill her with energy and made her skin tingle sensitivity.

"I feel it master though I cannot tell where it is coming from. It is… overwhelming." Hermione replied the last word uttered no more than a whisper.

"Yes, it is isn't it?" Pandora replied with a soft smile before closing her eyes and humming softly. "Much like your aura that drew us to you."

"I-I felt like this?" Hermione stammered as another wave of the force seemed to roll over her causing her to shiver.

"Oh yes," Pandora muttered softly. "This is the feeling of an especially powerful individual that is sensitive to their force and is losing all control."

Hermione shivered at the thought as a rush of memories flashed before her eyes and she started to remember the guilt from all the deaths she had caused when the force had raged through her as a child. She let the images fill her mind only for a moment before she pushed them away and out of her mind.

"What do you think it means Master?" Hermione asked timidly and gasped as another wave hit her and sweat started breaking out on her skin. Pandora's body did not show that she was being affected by the waves as Hermione's body was.

"What does what mean young one? Are you asking why this individual has lost control or are you asking why your body is reacting to it?" Master Pandora asked with a kind smile.

Of all the Master Jedi, Hermione had ever been taught by Master Pandora was the only one she was able to speak to about none Jedi related things. Master Pandora had helped her with her grief and guilt in the past. She had been there for Hermione when she hit her puberty and when she thought she had a crush on another padawan, something that is forbidden by the order. Pandora had never judged her, nor did she ever tell Hermione her feelings were wrong even though she had cautioned Hermione how her emotions could lead to anger, jealousy and pride. It was completely opposite to all she was taught, even by her own Jedi Master Minerva.

In the order she was taught that there is no emotion; there is only peace. There is no ignorance, but knowledge. There is no passion; only serenity. There is no death; there is only the force. Hermione had always had a hard time with the code of the Jedi and when she found out that Master Pandora seemed to disregard the code just as Hermione had, Hermione immediately sought for her guidance. It was only because of this relationship that Hermione found the courage to reply honestly to Pandora's question.

"Why is my body reacting this way? And my heart? I do not know the source of this power, but I feel attracted to it, I feel as if every Midi-chlorian in my body is singing whenever the wave hit me." Pandora smiled tenderly at Hermione before reaching out and taking her hands.

"I know the feeling young one, I have felt it myself once before many years ago. The man who affected me so became my husband not long after we met. It was as if the force itself that had brought us together and because the Jedi council is against such things, we kept it secret." Hermione started at her in shock hearing this. There has long been a rumor going around that the Jedi padawan Luna was the daughter of Master Pandora. Although Hermione had dismissed it as just a rumor but if Master Pandora had a husband, perhaps it was possible.

"Do I know you husband master?" Hermione asked softly once she found her voice.

Great sadness filled Pandora's face from her question and Hermione quickly regretted asking.

"No child, you do not. He was killed long ago." Pandora had ended their meditation after that and not long after Jedi Master Minerva came and retrieved her, explaining they were being sent to discover the source of the disturbance.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts Hermione turned away from the mirror and stared down at her hands. She was a Togruta and her people always had trouble with one of the main tenets of the Jedi Order; love, to have a partner, and to mate. These were things that her people sought for on instinct. Sometimes they would know the moment someone was their mate, the moment they set their eyes on them. The humans had a saying for it: love at first sight, or something of the like. Togruta had a high percentage of empaths in their race when compared to others, nothing like the Twi'leks but a high percentage compared to other races. An empath was a person attuned to the emotions around them and sometimes to such detail that it was like a second sight. When this ability was paired with a Togruta's strong instincts, it sometimes led to an immediate emotion bond with someone and it felt like the empath had found their missing puzzle piece. Or as humans called it, soul mates.

It was this that worried Hermione. She was an empath, a very strong one at that, and just from feeling this person's force she could feel her mind and body responding with the wish to bond with this person. She had no way of knowing, but her gut said it was a boy. Jedi who fell in love were always expelled from the order and for Togruta's who bonded, it was no different. She had no home she could return to if she was expelled from the order, the Jedi were the only family she had and they took her in after the massacre of her village on Shili. The other tribes viewed her as a monster, a demon after what she did to those who had killed her family.

Hermione immediately shut that train of thought down. Those things that had happened were in the past and it should not dwell on her or that's what she told herself. Remembering her past and how she felt on it was usually easy for her to suppress, except for today. She thought that this probably because of the possible bonding current and it terrified her.

Hermione had never like her instincts, the way she sometimes lost herself to the wildness inside of her. In an effort to contain her instincts, she would throw herself into her studies. The world of facts and logic was far safer than the world of emotions and instincts. And although she would never say it out loud, her instincts and emotions scared her. She feared losing herself again as she had so many years ago.

She could feel her instincts rising within her, but this time, there was no escape. Her instincts screamed for her to locate her mate and at the same time her duty dictated that she was to do the same. Not that the Jedi Master's knew they had sent her after her mate.

Hermione was terrified of what was to come. If she did want to find her mate, she knew from all of her research she would not be able to resist him and that would lead to her having no home, no family, and no job after the Jedi expelled her. Regardless, she had a duty to the order and she would be sent with her master to find the source of this pulse in the force. She would just have to trust in the force to guide her like all her master's told her, it always would.

After taking a few minutes of meditation to calm her mind and body, Hermione quickly dressed in her Jedi robes and grabbed both her green lightsabers before heading to the cockpit. She knew a trip to Tatooine would take a little over three days so they would be arriving soon.

"Master?" Hermione asked tentatively as she entered the cockpit of the starship Nimbus. Jedi Master Minerva had always intimidated her. Hermione admired this strong strict woman, but it was those same traits that caused her to be intimidated by her even through her admiration.

"Yes, Hermione?" Jedi Master Minerva asked without looking away from the ships controls. Minerva was a gray Cathar with black stripe markings, she wielded a double sided blue lightsaber and dressed in tradition brown Jedi robes just like Hermione.

"What do you think we will find here?" Hermione asked nervously just as they came out of hyperspace. The planet of Tatooine filled their vision outside the main window.

"A child in great pain I expect," Minerva said bluntly as she brought the ship in for landing.

Hermione didn't reply, she only bit her lip and wrung her hands nervously.

Minerva and Hermione spent the next few days searching all the major cities around the planet for anyone who was force sensitive. Each time they entered a new city Hermione knew instantly that who they were looking for wasn't there and she would tell her master so. However, Minerva would brush her words aside and would have them search the city anyways. Hermione decided to confine to herself and say nothing as they searched.

On the fifth day on the planet Hermione finally felt him and she was positive it was a boy now that she was so close. Looking to her Master to tell her that they had finally found the source to the disturbance, she saw that her master was already looking in the proper direction.

"Hermione we must hurry," she said suddenly igniting her double ended blue lightsaber and dashing quickly out of town towards a canyon in the distance. Igniting both of her green lightsabers, each held in a reverse grip, Hermione rushed to keep up with Master Minerva.

It didn't take long to find the boy and Hermione's heart nearly stopped at the sight. He was running as fast as he could with a giant Canyon Krayt Dragon on his heels. It was as if something in her mind and heart had settled into place and completed her. She knew her fears had just come to past for even in her own thoughts, Hermione could only think of the boy as her mate. Even though she could not remember why she had feared this moment to happen for it was such a joyful feeling to have finally found one's life partner and was heavily tempered with the fact her mate's life was in danger. Hermione felt the wildness settle into her mind faster than she ever had and let loose an animalistic scream as she jumped at the beast with her master right behind her.

Two black cloaked figures walked slowly through the still smoking ruins of the Hutt's palace neither speaking as they calmly surveyed the damage that was done. About half way through the ruins they came upon a small mound with a gravestone marker, a primitive way of burial for loved ones on this planet. It was the only grave in the whole ruins, the rest of the bodies just laying where they were when they had been killed. Some bodies were ripped apart, some clearly mauled by beasts. Others possessed blaster wounds while others had purple necks where it seemed they had been choked to death.

Finally, one of the cloaked figures spoke to the other cloaked figure. "Master, this stone is soaked in the force, could this have been created by the one we are looking for?"

"Feel the force more deeply, it is indeed made by the child young Darth Vaen" A cold voice scolded sharply from under the hood of the other figure. "If there is only one thing those incompetent Jedi have right it is their saying 'do, or do not there is no try' I do not want to see you making an assumption again. You will seek all the details before you speak so that when you speak you speak with authority or you will not speak at all."

"Yes, Master Traxelli" Darth Vaen replied tensely.

"Now let us go, we must find the child and bring him to our lord." Darth Traxelli said before turning away and heading back out of the ruins. Darth Vaen looked once more at the grave maker before turning as well to follow his master.

The grave marker read thus: "Here lays Kahla the closest thing I have ever known to a mother, to a teacher and a protector. For this crime, she was killed. Mother, rest well knowing those who killed you have followed you to their death."

Harry's lungs were burning and his feet bleeding, but he ignored them as he ran for his life. "I will not die this way" he promised himself with as much conviction as he could. "I survived eight years of daily beatings and starvation. Only to escape and survived three years as a slave to the Hutt's to gain my freedom. I will escape this as well."

Harry was human and very small for eleven years of age, a direct factor of never having enough food for his entire life. He had brilliant green eyes, messy black hair that covered a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead, and he was currently being chased through the rocking maze by a Canyon Krayt Dragon that he had stumbled upon while trying to find shelter. He had been completely exhausted from earlier.

Harry only slowed when he heard a pain filled roar from the dragon behind him and he quickly jumped behind a sandstone boulder before peaking around to see what was happening only to have his mouth fall open in surprise. What he saw what two small figures moving at speeds he was barely able to follow. One was an elderly looking Cathar with a double sided lightsaber and the other was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She was a Togruta and had three lekku much like the Twi'lek he had seen at the Hutt's, unlike the Twi'lek the lekku continued up into horns on the top of her head. Her skin was orange and she was covered in stripes.

He was so entranced by the battle he didn't even notice it drawing closer until suddenly he was flung to the side and landed behind a nearby boulder. He looked up in shock to see the Togruta above him.

"Are you ok?" She asked in galactic common and Harry just nodded slowly. She smiled only briefly before her face hardened. "Stay here while we take care of this. Don't come out until I come get you. Do you understand?" She demanded, but Harry didn't hear her words as he was staring in shock from the blood flowing through the girls robes just under her right arm.

"Y-you're hurt," He said in a voice filled with dismay as he reached out towards her wound.

She impatiently brushed his hand aside and forced him to look in her eyes.

"Stay here, I'll come get you when we finish this thing off," She said sharply and he flinched a little and nodded. She was gone in an instant.

Harry huddled against the boulder to wait. But his patience didn't last, it wasn't long before he crawled to the edge of the boulder to peak around and just in time to see the Cathar Jedi thrown thirty yards after behind hit with the Krayt's tail. As he was about to run to her when a black arm wrapped around his neck from behind and pull him back.

"Well well, such a young one?" Said a cruel female voice from a few feet to Harry's right. As the arm around his neck moved to push him up against the boulder with their forearm pressed firmly against Harry's throat, he stared into a pair of glowing orange eyes of a red-faced male Zabrak. The cruel voiced woman spoke again and Harry shifted his eyes to her briefly. She was a blue skinned Twi'lek with dark purple tattoos all over her lekku and face. She wore a blue dress that matched her skin color perfectly with a red strip around her knees and a slit up each side.

"Let him breathe Darth Vaen. After all, he is of no used to us dead." The Zabrak grunted but removed his forearm and instead grabbed each of Harry's shoulders and pinned against the boulder by then. The shock from the suddenness of it all started to fade and Harry kicked out only to hit air as the man stepped to the side. Then there was an explosion in Harry's gut as the man's knee slammed into him.

"Don't move brat" Darth Vaen hissed before kneeing him in the gut a second time. While Harry was gasping for air, a gentle but firm hand cupped his cheek and turned his head so that his eyes met the purple eyes of the Twi'lek woman.

Suddenly it felt as if his skull had been cracked open, he would have screamed if he had any air in his lungs to do so. Through his pain, he was aware of his memories flashing before his eyes faster than he could comprehend. Suddenly they stopped and he looked up dazedly from the ground where Darth Vaen had dropped him. The woman let out an insane giggle before speaking again.

"Oh, he's perfect, such a dark past, such anger, and betrayal. Perfect for a Sith. My name is Darth Traxelli, come with us child and we will teach you to be strong, we will-" The woman suddenly leaped backward as a blue blur slammed into the ground where she once stood. Seconds later the Cathar woman landed next to what was now clear to be her lightsaber embedded in the ground. Vaen growled and ignited his own double ended lightsaber and was about to charge the woman before he suddenly ducked under a green blur that swiped over him the Togruta stood in front of Harry protectively with one lightsaber pointed directly at Darth Vaen while the other stayed low ready to be moved for either attack or defense if needed.

What happened next was a blur for Harry as a cackling laugh the Twi'lek charged the Cathar with her own double sided red lightsaber. They started to fight and it was so graceful it would have seemed to be a dance if it wasn't for the sound of thunder their blades made whenever they connected. The total destruction that their blades caused to anything else they come into contact with.

At the same time, Darth Vaen leaped at the Togruta, his red blades singing through the air only to be stopped by the girl's green lightsabers as their own dance started. Unlike the battle between the Twi'lek and Cathar, this one was very one-sided with Vaen obviously playing with the girl.

"Is this the best a padawan of the Jedi has to offer?" He asked with a snort just before throwing her back a couple feet without even touching her. She would have been flung into the boulder only a few feet behind her if not for her lightsabers which she had dug into the ground. The girl stayed silent and just charged back into the fight ignoring all the man's taunts as she fought like a wild animal her teeth bared and sharp canines showing as she growled low in her throat, still the man seemed to play with her until in a burst of speed too fast for Harry to follow. The man's blades flash through her guard and the girl screamed in pain before being tossed back to land crumpled heap next to Harry.

Harry crawled over to her, terrified that she might be dead. However, before he moved more than a foot towards her a red humming lightsaber filled his vision and blocked his path. In the next moment, a loud growl came from the girl and a flash of green knock the red lightsaber aside and Harry felt a weight press down into him as the girl covered his body with her own. A single lightsaber blade raised over them both as she glared defiantly at Darth Vaen.

"Stupid girl," Vaen said in a bored voice as he kicked her wrist faster than she could react, a loud crack signaled broken bones and a second kick connected with her head. The girl clutched to Harry and both of them slid a few feet. The kick was clearly intended to knock her off of Harry and had knocked the Togruta unconscious.

Harry watched in panic as the man relit his lightsaber a murderous gleam in his eye as he raised it above his head. Time seemed to slow for Harry as the blade descended and Harry's closed his eyes wishing with all his might that he was back in the cave he found the Krayt Dragon in, but that it had been empty.

Darth Vaen was thrown back in a huge gust of wind when suddenly there was a crack louder than a lightning strike and suddenly Harry and the girl were gone, and where they used to be was a crater in the ground, at least, three feet deep and six feet wide.

Author's note: Alright that's the first chapter, and I would love to hear what you guys have to say about it. As for what Harry just did all the Harry Potter fans will know of it as apparition (I don't have a name for it yet in this story, any ideas of what Harry should call it?). It explains that Harry used the force to pull himself to another point in his dimension using the second dimension as a jump point, just like how starships use hyperspace in order to travel faster than light. It is the same concept for Harry's ability. Also, I spent some time searching for fan art that would closely represent the characters in my story and I have a few very good ones. Look at my profile for the links.

Voting: The Pairing is a little bit undetermined right now and I would like your thoughts. It will for sure be a Harry/Hermione pairing. I also plan on Harry and Hermione being very close to Luna, but the question is will it be close sibling friendship or will it turn romantic between all three? that's what I want you guys to vote on you can find the poll in my profile.

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