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This is set after New World Again. These will mostly be one chapter looks at Harry's debt being paid. I haven't written many of these before so apologies if characters are OOC.

A Wizard in Deep Space

Harry walked the corridors of the Space Station, still in awe. He'd been in this dimension for six years now and it still amazed him how far people had come. He stopped and watched as the wormhole opened and let a ship through, looked like a science vessel from where he was. He tugged at his uniform and then smiled when he saw the two arguing playfully as they walked by underneath the walkway he was on. O'Brien and Bashir sort of reminded him of his Hermione and Ron, always arguing but never really meaning it. Hermione would love this place and all the opportunities to learn, it was part of why he had decided to become a science officer when he joined Starfleet. And hadn't that been fun. In such a developed culture with no magical world to help him it had been very hard to create an identity for himself. It had taken him longer than he would have liked but in the end he'd had a background good enough to fool the Federation into thinking he'd been born on one of the smaller colony worlds. So now here he was on Deep Space 9 as an ensign. And he still wasn't sure why he was here. Most worlds it was obvious within a few months, but here he was sort of drifting, doing whatever he thought might be interesting. He absently rubbed his chest, the ache had dulled a bit since the first few trips but it was always constant, always reminding him of the one he needed to get back to. After eight trips he had hoped he had fulfilled his debt but no, he was still stuck. At least the 'jumps' themselves no longer hurt, dying did but the trip itself had ceased to hurt. Or he had become numb to the pain along the way.

"Harry." He turned and grinned as his 'boss' walked towards him. Jadzia Dax was a beautiful woman and maybe he would have tried perusing her as his partner in this world but he knew she was married and he doubted she'd date within the department anyway. The fact that she was Trill and probably had as many memories as he did had been an exiting idea but it wasn't meant to be. One thing his travelling had given him was the ability to ignore gender and species and see the personality.

"Hi Lieutenant, is there a problem?"

She smiled and shook her head. "We're off duty, you can call me Jadzia. Just thought I'd invite you to join a group of us at Quark's at twenty hundred."

"Sure, I'll be there." He grinned and she smiled back before continuing on her way. He turned to stare at the stars some more before heading to his quarters to change out of his uniform. What did you wear to Quark's?

"Looking for someone?"

"I invited Ensign Potter to join us."

Miles and Julian exchanged a look even as Kira frowned. "Ensign Potter?"

"He's only been on-board for a month and hasn't seemed to make any friend yet." Jadzia explained and Kira nodded in understanding. "There he is." She waved and Harry walked over to them.

"Hi Lieutenant…. Jadzia." He amended at her look.

"Sit down Harry, this is Doctor Julian Bashir, Chief Miles O'Brien, Major Kira Nerys, and Lieutenant Commander Worf, my husband. This is Ensign Harry Potter, linguist and archaeologist." Greeting went around and drinks were ordered.

"So Harry, how are you enjoying the Station?" Julian asked and Harry shrugged.

"It's different to anywhere else I've been posted or lived. And a lot busier and crowded than I expected. But it's also pretty amazing."

"And this has been a quiet month." Miles smirked.

"Yeah, I'm actually surprised there haven't been any battles. The reports we get on earth make it sound like they attack every day."

"The Dominion are cowards; they do not offer honourable battle." Worf stated and the others just nodded.

"So how long have you been in Starfleet?"

"Started the Academy five years ago. This is my second posting. Last one was on Betazed."

"Nice. Go to any weddings?" Miles teased and Harry blushed slightly.

"Two. They're a very …. Open people." Talk moved on to various subjects and they all made sure Harry participated, he was younger than them and the lowest in rank but he seemed like a good guy so rank didn't matter.

Harry sighed and leant back from his computer, rubbing his eyes and very thankful he no longer wore glasses. This language just made no sense! With the Dominion war in progress Starfleet was eager to find allies within the Gamma Quadrant but to do so they had to understand their languages. And the Translators needed something to work with which led to physical people having to translate at least part of the language and then program it in.

"That bad?"

Harry looked up and found Doctor Bashir in the now open doorway. "I think this is the most confusing language I have ever seen."

"Can I?"

"Go ahead." Harry stood and stretched, letting the doctor look. He'd seen a lot of languages over the last few trips but nothing like this.

"Huh. That is strange." Julian straightened up.

"Hence the headache."

"Need me to prescribe something?"

"Thanks but I'll manage. Did you need something?"

"Was wondering if you would like to join Miles and I in the holodeck tonight. We're re-enacting the Battle of Britain."

"Sounds fun. If this translation doesn't kill me, I'll be there."

Harry put his hands over the wound and applied pressure. "Hey, stay with me. Medic!" he glanced up as Julian dropped to his knees at his side. "I don't think any organs are hit but she's bleeding badly, I know better than to pull the bar out." He stated calmly, this was hardly his first battle.

Julian ran his tricorder over the Petty Officer's side. "You're right, organs are intact." He placed a hypospray to her neck and injected her before calling for a stretcher. "Are you alright?"

"Uninjured."

"Not what I meant."

"I'll be fine Doc." Harry flashed him a tired smile and then moved on to help someone else even as Julian was called to a critical patient. The station had taken damage yes but they were still there, for now at least.

Harry hesitated and then looked around, something felt…wrong. He moved out of the flow of people and leant against the wall with his eyes closed. He reached out with his magic, searching for the source and then began moving towards the Bajoran Temple. He spotted Jadzia heading inside and sighed, he knew why she was seeking help. He could probably help them with having a baby, if they knew about magic. Since they didn't they were trying normal methods. But it wasn't his boss that was setting off mental alarms. He followed her into the temple and she turned, making him shrug.

"Harry?"

"Ever see someone and have a really bad feeling?"

"Oh. I'm armed and we're alone." She pointed out with a smile and Harry started to smile only for his eyes to go wide.

"Dax!" He yelled as the Cardassian beamed in. her hand went to her phaser but she would be too slow. Harry moved, tackling her out of the way even as his magic wrapped around him protectively. He felt pain flare through him and groaned even as the evil feeling energy burned through him though lessened by his own power. Finally, it released and he slumped to the ground even as Jadzia fired, not willing to risk simply stunning him after his attack on Harry. The phaser barely slowed him and he he tossed her aside, the impact stunning her. Neither Starfleet officer was conscious to see what he did. When it was done he knelt beside Jadzia and saw she was still breathing. He left the station before anyone else showed up.

Jadzia slowly opened her eyes and then rolled over only to freeze as she saw Harry's unmoving form. "Harry!" there was no response and she groaned but hit her communicator. "Medical Emergency Bajoran Temple. Security to the Temple." She called before laying back down.

Julian ran into the Temple with his bag banging against his leg, he'd heard Jadwiga's call and reacted instantly. He nearly tripped over Harry's unmoving form and instantly dropped to his knees. "Jadzia?"

"It was Dukat, he hit Harry with some strange red energy."

"And you?"

"Hit the wall. I blacked out but I'll be okay. Is he…"

"Alive, barely. Bashir to Ops, I need an emergency medical transport for two." He ordered and the two vanished. By the time Security rushed in she had managed to regain her feet and explained what had happened.

Everything hurt! What had …the Cardassian…. he forced his eyes open and stared up at the ceiling.

"Harry? Can you hear me?" Julian called as he saw the monitor change. He moved to lean over the Ensign and found green eyes blinking dazedly up at him. "You were badly hurt so don't try to move.

"D….ax…"

"Jadzia's fine. She told us what you did. That was brave and a little stupid." Julian ran a few checks while he talked and Harry just watched him. "Here. Small sips." He helped Harry sip some water. "You're lucky she woke up as quickly as she did, much longer and you wouldn't have made it. As it is you will be my guest for a while. Whatever energy he hit you with almost fried your nervous system. You're lucky it stopped before hitting your brain or there would have been nothing I could do."

"Hu…rt…s"

"I know." Julian gently pushed sweaty hair away from Harry's face, now that he'd woken and was on the road to recovery he'd tell one of the nurses to clean him up. "I didn't want to give you too much pain relief until you'd woken, didn't want it keeping you under." He grabbed a hypospray and placed it against Harry's throat, he watched the monitor and saw as certain readings went down and Harry sighed softly in relief. "It's alright, go back to sleep." He stayed until Harry was asleep again and then went to call Jadzia to let her know Harry was going to recover before calling security to let them know but that he wouldn't be up to giving a statement for days at least.

Worf walked into sickbay and moved to his wife's side, staring down at the sleeping Ensign. He owed the young man everything for saving his wife. He put his hand on her shoulder and she leant back against him. "If I hadn't gone to the Temple…"

"This isn't your fault Jadzia, it is Gul Dukat's. And Bashir said he will recover."

"He saved my life. Julian said it would have killed me because I'm Trill."

"No…pro…blem." They both looked down to find pained green eyes staring at them.

"How do you feel?" She asked, taking his hand.

"Sore."

"I will find a nurse." Worf told her.

"Thank you Harry." She whispered.

"No pr…..blem."

"Don't talk, just rest." She looked up as Worf and a nurse appeared. Harry fell asleep quickly once the medication was given.

"Captain?" A groggy voice mumbled and Benjamin took a seat beside the bed.

"How do you feel Ensign?"

"Like someone tried….to kill me sir." He tried to sit and Ben moved to help him. "Thanks."

"What you did was very brave. This is the second life I've known Dax, losing her would have been personally painful. A commendation for bravery has been added to your record."

"Not needed."

"Maybe not but you deserve it."

Harry slumped on his bed, relieved to finally be out of sickbay. It had taken almost two months even with advanced medicine to heal enough of the damage for Julian to release him. He still hadn't been cleared for duty but at least he now had his privacy. Whatever Dukat had done to him had really messed him up, not just physically but also his magic. It had kept him from dying but now it was all over the place. He sighed as the bell rang. "Enter." He called, moving to the couch. He sighed as the door opened. "You just released me, I am not going back."

Julian chuckled. "I'm not here to take you back. Just delivering your personal affects, they were in the wrong storage area."

"Thanks. Want something to drink?"

"I'll get you some juice. Preferences?"

"Not picky." Harry watched him move to the replicator and then he returned with a glass of apple juice. "Thanks."

"Welcome. Now remember, nothing physically demanding and get plenty of sleep. We've got a monitor on you just in case but you should be okay."

"I'll be fine Julian." Harry dropped the rank since they were alone and friends.

Julian sighed. "I know, but you came very close to dying Harry, we're all going to be overprotective for a while."

"I know."

Harry stretched in his chair and smiled, it was good to finally be back at work. He looked up as the door opened and smiled at Jadzia. "Welcome back."

"Thanks boss. Anything good?"

"I think that's the same language you were working on, sorry."

"Well at least I had a good break from it."

Jadzia laughed and shook her head. "Good luck."

Harry clung to his station as the ship shook from enemy fire. What was he doing on a ship in the middle of battle? Not like they needed a translator. But he was a science officer and with Jadzia finally pregnant there was no way anyone was allowing her into battle. He shook it off and went to work, trying to fine tune a few things to help in anyway he could. The combined fleet was over Cardassia, fighting Cardassian and Dominion ships in what was hopefully the last battle of the war. His fingers flew over his workstation even as the shields took another battering. "Shields down to eighty percent." The tactical officer yelled and Harry made a mental note to try and learn everyone's name later. Worf was in the command chair, looking utterly happy to be in the middle of battle. Harry threw himself back as his station sparked and then blew up. Fire suppressants were quickly used to put it out and he scrambled back to his feet.

"Potter?" Worf yelled.

"I'm fine." He replied and moved to another station.

"Seventy percent!" the Defiant was small and fast as well as sturdy but the fight had been dragging on for over an hour now and their poor shields could do with a break.

"Today is a good day today." Worf muttered and Harry and Miles shot him glares, they had no plans on dying.

"Sir the Dominion fleet is trying to break off."

"Do not let them! We can't afford to let them regroup." Worf yelled back. The shields dropped further as the Defiant and several other of the ships in the group broke off to block the retreat.

Harry sat at the table with the others, a little surprised to be included in the command group even if Jake and Kasidy Sisko. Despite the war finally ending there was very little celebration on the station. The Emissary, their Captain, was dead. Or with the Prophets which basically meant to same thing as far as he knew. Things would change now. Jadzia and Worf sat together, their daughter safe in her father's arms, the one-year-old confused over where her Uncle Ben was. But poor Kasidy was almost ready to give birth and Jake was hovering protectively, not willing to lose his new sibling. Harry sat beside Julian, the two had become very good friends, especially after Harry had spent so long stuck in his care. And maybe there was something else there as well, not that he minded. Julian was brilliant and he cared about people. Harry didn't care that he had been genetically enhanced and it didn't matter, after all he was a dimensional travelling wizard. At least in the twenty fourth century there were no issues with such things. He was honestly shocked he'd made it through the war, he figured he'd done what he had been sent to but maybe this was one of the lives where he got to live for decades and make a real life for himself.

Harry grinned as Julian stared up at him trustingly. Thee months after the war had ended and things on the station were still up in the air without Sisko. Harry had decided two weeks after the memorial service that he was going to go for it and had pinned Julian to a corridor wall to kiss him. Thankfully Julian had kissed back and things had progressed from there. Section 31 had been nosing around Julian again but he had taken care of that, making sure none of the agents would ever want to approach him again. He looked after those he cared about and he definitely cared a lot about Julian. He leant down and kissed Julian hard. Julian always let him take the lead, he had admitted that he always worried he would forget his own strength at such times and hurt Harry or any partner. Harry wanted to prove to him he wouldn't and so far it was a work in process.

Harry grinned and lay back, soaking up the sun. it was nice to have some time off before their next assignment. Thankfully Starfleet preferred to have married couples on serve together since postings could last decades. After fifteen years stationed on Deep Space Nine they had agreed to leave and were being posted to a new outpost in the Delta Quadrant. Since Voyager had returned the Federation had begun sending ships to explore, thanks to advances in warp technology and the beginning of transwarp technology. Julian was to be the Chief Medical Officer while Harry was to be the Head of Science. They'd both made Commander over the years, Julian several years ahead of him obviously. He'd had to come clean to his husband several years ago because even with the advances in medicine humans didn't remain basically un-aging like Harry seemed too.

Julian had accepted after several sessions of what felt like millions of questions. In fact, he was relieved in a way to know that if Harry died he wasn't actually dead, just moved on to his next life. it helped that he didn't really believe in the afterlife so he wasn't upset about them not being together there. Julian glanced at his husband, smiling at seeing him so relaxed. This vacation had been a very good idea. He smirked but gave no warning as their son snuck up on Harry and soaked him with a bucket of water, making Harry yell and then take off chasing the nine-year-old Bajoran. They'd adopted him eight years ago and neither regretted it. And they hadn't cut him off from his birth culture since they'd lived so close to Bajor for many years. Now they would have to teach him more themselves since there wouldn't be many if any Bajorans at their new posting. This was a big change for all of them but Julian knew they would adjust, they always did.

Harry cradled his husband in his arms, hands covering the wound in his lower chest, trying to stop the bleeding even as Julian gasped for air, blood bubbling at the side of his mouth. Brown eyes were wide in shock and Harry just wanted to make it better but he couldn't. he couldn't heal a wound like this and there was no help coming. At least Eya was safely at Starfleet Academy. He could hear screams as the Borg continued their attack, killing or assimilating everyone they found. "I love you Julian." He whispered, kissing him despite the blood, and Julian weakly grasped his hand that was still holding his phaser. Julian pushed his hand up and Harry choked on a sob but allowed it, his fingers pressing down and firing the shot without breaking eye contact, watching life fade from warm eyes. He kissed him again before aiming the phaser and firing once more. Flames consumed both bodies due to their closeness and then Harry gasped as he landed on hard packed dirt, alone and in his torn and bloodied uniform. He rolled to his side and fought back tears, he had to get up and move before someone found him and asked questions he wouldn't know how to answer yet.

TBC…..

Let me know what series you'd like to see crossed with, i already have plans for a Stargate one. if i know it i will try to do at least a short chapter for it.

Harry's "debt" will be explained in a later chapter of New World, Again.