The rain fell on Nydar, the small planet of ancient Jedi masters. A forgotten planet. Inside a small cottage home, a boy the age of ten watched the rain, sitting beside the window in a meditative position. His master, Jinn Hyubiesa had taught him everything about the light side of the force. He was often meditating in caves, being a recluse. Thus the boy was left alone most of the time, but he didn't mind. He watched the rain, his breath rising and falling, and a voice whispered to him from the corners of his mind. He didn't know if it was his own voice or the voice of the Force, but the voice had a soothing mesmerizing tone to it, like the sound of a little stream falling upon a couple of rocks. "The force is all around you, within you. Breathe in this force, the very essence of nature, encased around you. Breathe it in."
The voice soothed him, and pushed him into a calm state of mind. The old code of the Jedi, founded a thousand years ago on this very planet said: Calm the mind must be, emotionless be the heart, thus the Jedi gains strength from the Light. That was the first and basic commandment, the cornerstone of the Jedi code.
Jinn Hyubiesa had told him that there was a planetary republic far far away that had many Jedi, who had lost the Way and the Truth. They had strayed from the Path of the True Jedi, and were following their own course, pulled into the dark by arrogance and stupidity. Jinn had a grudge against these fake Jedi.
The boy was curious about them, their star ships, their light sabers. Jinn didn't use a light saber. He preferred the raw power of the force when sparring with the boy. The boy had never even seen one, but Jinn told him all about it.
Jinn was old, probably a thousand years old, but the boy knew that was impossible, more like a hundred. His master was older, had lived in the creation of the Jedi code on this planet, and had outlived all his old masters and brothers until finally breaking his neck when climbind down a mountain. The boy was Jinn's apprentice, and once the boy gained mastership of the force, Jinn would leave the world, and return back to the Force, which meant he would die. And then it would be up to the boy to find his own apprentice and teach him the ways of the True Jedi.
"There can be only two," Jinn had told him, "Master and apprentice. Never more, or else the potency of the Light will fall away."
"Don't the Sith operate that way?" asked the boy, "I read the Jedi had many padawans."
"Those fools ignore commmon sense, and don't listen to the force when it speaks," Jinn said, sneering. "Only two. The Sith are right in that regard. They are our opposite, and should be respected as skilled opponents. I once had the privellege of fighting a Sith. He was strong." Jinn said no more about the Sith he fought. He did say his name though. "Darth Voldemort."
The rain drowned his emotions, and filled him with bliss, and the voice spoke in his mind and heart, uplifting him with its words. "Feel the force, be the force. You are one with the force. Be patient, young apprentice, the time will come for you to have your own adventures one day."
The boy was indeed impatient for adventure. He had read many novels about the Jedi, and their adventures, and of course all his other fiction novels: pirates, space cadets, aliens, he liked stories. Jinn brought him many novels when he would visit the closest planet with civilizaton: Earth. It was a backwater planet, whose people could hardly use the force. Farther away from the Republic than Nydar itself, the people of Earth were simple, and their technology outdated.
Of course the boy and his Jedi master didn't use technology. They used the Force to farm the fields. Nydar was a rich place in terms of plant life and greenery. Around their little cottage there was a forest, and behind them a field which stretched on for miles, growing blueberries and all kinds of fruits. Blueberries were his favorite though.
Jinn had told him one day that the boy would have great power with the force. That's why he had taken the boy away from his home planet, and trained him in the Force. The boy was an orphan. Nobody had missed him. He didn't even know his own home planet. Jinn never told him.
Jinn was a kind old man, and he treated the boy with respect. He trained him well. The boy knew how to use the Force around him. He breathed in, feeling the force enter his lungs, feeling the light encase him in its brilliance.
The force guides me, he thought. The Light reveals what will be known. After saying this, he had a vision. He saw a grand castle, with numerous spires and towers, overlooking a vast black lake. It was dark and the sky was filled with stars. In the castle there were classrooms and students in black robes, waving sticks and casting spells. They were amazing with the force, and had molded it to an awesome degree. But they had lost the connection with the force and treated it for granted, like a tool. The boy felt sad at this.
Jinn returned later that day. He wore a plain brown robe, and carried a walking staff. "Boy," he said with a tired sigh. "I have been in meditation and the Force has told me something important."
"What is it, master," asked the boy as he prepared the fire to warm up a pot of tea. Jinn liked to have peppermint tea after returning from his meditation.
"I have something extremely grave to tell you, but it can wait. Have you meditated?"
"The Force gave me a vision today," said the boy in excitement. "I saw a castle and people, and they were-"
"Say no more," said Jinn. Then he sighed. They had tea in silence. Jinn got out his pipe and put some marijuana buds, and lit it with a match. Taking a deep inhalation, he let it out, blowing a few smoke rings. His eyes immediately started to turn into bloodshot red. He handed the pipe to the boy.
The boy took a small puff and handed it back. He exhaled, feeling the voice of the Force become stronger. A few puffs of marijuana left one relaxed, allowing the Force more potency to communicate with its Jedi.
"Boy, the people of Earth are many. Most of them have no connection to the force but there are some who use it like tools."
"Wizards," breathed out the boy, his eyes wide with splendor, "I saw it in my vision."
Jinn nodded gravely. "I must tell you the truth of your origins. You are from Earth and I saved you from Darth Voldemort. He is a wizard, but he is the master of the dark side, and is a Sith of the highest caliber."
"You knew my parents?" asked the boy eagerly.
Jinn puffed on his pipe. "I saw them die," he said. "I lived on this planet in isolation, going to Earth only for a few supplies like my pipe, matchsticks, books, stuff like that. I knew I had to take on an apprentice soon, but I didn't know where to find one. The Force led me to you."
"Then, what's going to happen? Are you finally going to take me to Earth?"
"Yes, there is a school to train Force users. You must learn this art. But don't forget your meditation."
The boy nodded, and took his puff before handing the pipe back to his master. He exhaled the smoke, not even coughing. He could feel the effects of the drug starting to work. Pressure on his eyes, a feeling of lightness around his chest. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his connection with the Force. It came, like a tsunami. He had been to the blue oceans of Nydar many times, seeing the vast waves rise up. The force within him rose up like that, like a giant wave. It had never felt so powerful before.
"Hogwarts... Go to Hogwarts, Harry Potter."
The boy asked his master, "What is my name? Is it Harry-"
"Potter," Jinn finished. "Your name is Harry Potter. I will take you to Earth tomorrow, on your eleventh birthday."
The boy nodded. "Thank you, master."
"Now let us do some meditation. Then its off to bed with you." Jinn said, the corners of his lips twitching in a reluctant smile.
AN: This is a StarWars Harry Potter crossover. Updates will be around 1000 - 1500 words, everyday, so check back often. I'm making up the plot on the fly, so suggestions will be taken into consideration. Please comment on this story. As for references to weed, everything I say about it is from personal experience and should not be taken as fact, lol. Although right now I'm having trouble getting my hands on some, goddamn it. As for meditation, I'm going to do more of it as well. Meditation plays a big role in this story, and drugs are only a side note, a tangent. Dont pay too much attention to it. If you're like me, seeking enlightenment, then doing drugs is the worst thing to do as it decreases your awareness around you, and leaves you in a worse position than before. Trust me I know from experience. The best meditation in my opinion is to concentrate on taking deep and slow breaths from your belly. Anyways, back to the story: I don't know much about writing, and I don't read that much either. Be warned. No slash. No pairings (I havent been in a relationship with the opp. sex as of yet), no gruesome scenes. Thanks for reading.