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Summary: Crossover with Harry Potter. Harry Potter and his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were accidentally sucked into a portal and dumped into the bridge of Darth Vader's flagship.

Mixing of Realities – Chapter 1
The Transfer

An unused classroom – Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

"What do you think this is?" Ron Weasley asked his best friend Harry Potter.

Harry shrugged. "I dunno. I just found this here."

"What do you think, Hermione?" Harry asked his and Ron's other best friend, Hermione Granger.

"Actually, I don't know," Hermione admitted. "I've never seen anything quite like it, and I certainly haven't read anything about it yet, else I would've given you a name for this thing."

The three friends were standing in front of a huge, structure that took up the space of one of the walls of the classroom. It looked almost like a mirror, except that the glass is absorbing the light instead of reflecting it – hence the reason why they couldn't see their reflections.

=====Flashback=====

Ron and Hermione were doing their homework in the Gryffindor common room while Harry was in detention with Professor Snape for spilling his potion ingredients.

Harry was walking back to the Gryffindor Tower when he was being drawn to an unused classroom. When he opened the door, the pulling sensation tugged at him more insistently. He then spotted the glass-like structure and he just had to show this to his friends. Harry didn't know why, but somehow, the thingamajig is calling out to him and inviting him to bring other people with him. The more people who'll see me, the merrier, it seemed to say.

So Harry hurried back to the common room and urged Ron and Hermione to see the thingamajig. Ron looked curious and asked him immediately what it looked like. Hermione was a little hesitant, because it might be a Dark artifact. Harry assured her that they'd just look – no touching the surface.

So they went to the classroom and started examining the strange object.

=====End Flashback=====

Harry looked at the glass' surface for the hundredth time since he brought his friends to the classroom. He just can't shake the feeling that he should touch the surface…but he promised Hermione that he wouldn't.

Ron ran his hand over the frame, admiring the ornate carving. The wood looked different…just how different, Ron didn't know. It had an unworldly character to it that you just couldn't pinpoint. He looked at the carvings closely, and saw for the hundredth time since he started examining it, that it didn't look anything like he's ever seen before. Probably from some obscure country or something of that sort, Ron thought as his eyes swept the frame's surface.

Hermione just couldn't stop worrying that there's something wrong with the mirror-like structure. She couldn't sense any dark magic from it, and it hadn't harmed them so far. Stop being paranoid, Granger! she told herself as she paced the length of the glass, thinking. Just because it looks suspicious, doesn't mean it is!

Suddenly, the mirror began to glow in different colors. The three looked at it, mesmerized, unable to move away but not moving forward. Then, the lights expanded and reached the three teenagers, engulfing them in a rainbow of colors. When the glowing subsided and the mirror-like structure started to absorb light again –

– It didn't show that two wizards and a witch were examining it.

Bridge – Super Star Destroyer Executor

Admiral Piett just went to his shift when a section of the bridge glowed. Every officer in the bridge covered his eyes from the bright light, and only put his hands down when the glowing subsided.

When they put down their hands, the bridge officers weren't prepared for the sight of three teenagers sprawled on the deck. They were unconscious, so they're harmless – for the moment.

They were wearing strange clothes. All of them wore some kind of tunic that looked something like cotton. One of the males was wearing pants of an unknown material and another was wearing slacks. The female was wearing a shorter version of the pants of the first male, except that the color was different. They all wore black robes with a rampant lion for a crest on the left chest.

Everyone on the bridge looked at the strange sight. They couldn't explain how these teenagers ended up there. One of the junior officers that recovered before the others, and he quickly checked the status of the ship's shields. It was completely fine. He frowned. So how did they get in? he asked himself.

Suddenly, Admiral Piett seemed to realize that everybody was staring at the teens. "Somebody bring these three to sick bay!" he barked. "And inform Lord Vader about what happened," he added as an afterthought.

Some of the officers scrambled to follow his orders while the rest went back to their stations.

Lord Vader was just getting out of his meditation chamber when his comlink beeped. "Yes, what is it?" he asked irritably.

"M'lord, there was a big flash of light on the bridge and left three human teenagers with alien clothing on its wake," an officer answered.

"Where did you bring them?" Vader asked as he looked for a turbolift.

"To sick bay 102, m'lord. They were unconscious."

"Very well, I'll see to them immediately."

"Yes, m'lord."

Vader went to the turbolift and pressed the button that will take him to sick bay 102.

Lord Vader strode into the sick bay with long, purposeful strides. "What is their status?" he asked the medical droid as he looked at the teenagers.

One of the males looked small and had messy black hair with a strange lightning bolt scar on his forehead. The other male was tall and had red hair and freckles. His limbs looked abnormally long, but Vader knew that his other body parts would just catch up – he knew that from experience. The female had bushy brown hair and was a bit taller than Black Hair.

"All three of them have no concussions and life signs are stable, m'lord. They are only unconscious because of shock," Two One-Bee said as he moved around, checking their progress. "We just have to shoot them with adrenaline to wake them up. Should I inject them now?"

Vader tried to probe their minds. Natural mental barriers suddenly sprang up. Vader frowned in confusion. These three seemed to be trained in the ways of the Force. He would probably have to observe them for a while; to see if they are taught not to show that they are Force-users.

"No, don't inject them yet. We should know if they are hostile or not," Vader said as he looked at their sleeping faces.

"What do you suggest, m'lord?" One-Bee asked.

The Force says that they aren't dangerous, but I'm not so sure. I think we should wake the smaller boy first, just to see if they have a violent nature, Lord Vader thought.

"You are to mount a security camera and leave. Then, I am going to wake the one with black hair and get out of the room, to see if they are dangerous."

"Yes, m'lord."

The droid set up the camera while Vader stood, waiting. He looked at the teenagers. There was something about them that just wouldn't stop calling out to him. Darth Vader tried to probe their minds again, but the barriers wouldn't let him in. He wondered how much training they had to maintain mental shields this strong.

Two One-Bee finished his task and went out of the room. Vader followed the droid to one of the security rooms. One-Bee pointed to one of the screens. "This is the monitor, m'lord. I will deactivate now, if you don't need me."

"Fine, deactivate now," Vader said, waving his hand impatiently. He then woke Black Hair up with the Force.

Black Hair opened his eyes and groaned. He sat up and looked around. Black Hair's eyes widened at the technology. They must be from some primitive planet. But how did they get into a ship travelling in hyperspace? Vader thought. He looked back at the screen.

Black Hair seemed to be looking for something in his pockets. He stopped as he found something in one of his trouser pockets. Black Hair looked at his friends again and looked like he was thinking very hard. Sighing, he took out what he's been looking for in his pocket… which was a stick about a foot long.

Darth Vader was taken aback. What is that, some kind of weapon? he asked himself, bemused. He looked back to the screen just in time to see the boy point the stick to his friends and whispered something. To Lord Vader's surprise, the other two promptly woke up.

Harry woke up with a groan. "Ugh, where am I?"

He sat up and looked around. He could see Ron and Hermione lying down on beds. They were in some kind of infirmary…except that the infirmary has a design that you could only see on sci-fi movies. Harry looked for his wand immediately. Sighing in relief, he fingered his wand through his pocket, so nobody would see it.

Harry wanted to talk to them, but somebody might see that he's armed. Harry sighed. He really, really needed to talk to them, so he pointed his wand at his friends – hoping that nobody would see – and whispered, "Enervate."

Ron and Hermione promptly woke up with identical moans.

"Harry?" Hermione said as she saw her best friend walk over to her.

"Hey, Herm. Ron," Harry added as he looked at his other friend.

"Woah! Where are we?!" Ron asked as he looked around. He'd never seen so much technology in one place!

"I think we're in some kind of infirmary." Harry told him as Ron sat up.

"Harry, I think that we're in a sickbay we could only see in Star Trek and other sci-fi movies!" Hermione exclaimed.

"What's 'sci-fi'?" Ron asked.

"Short for science fiction." Hermione informed him as she looked around in wonder.

"Check if you still have your wands," Harry said as he looked suspiciously at the room. He just couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.

"I still have it," Hermione said, relieved.

"Me too."

"Okay, let's wait for someone to get in here or something," Harry said as he sat on one of the beds.

"Okay. Ron, you cannot touch the technology!" Hermione exclaimed just as Ron was going to touch one of the instruments.

"Why?" Ron whined. "This is an infirmary! There isn't anything dangerous here!"

"Yes there are! Those instruments you almost touched could have been a laser scalpel!"

"What's so dangerous about that?!"

"Ron, that is used for surgery! It cuts through skin!"

"Cuts through skin, my potions homework! You're just saying that so I wouldn't touch it!"

The two continued to bicker, as Harry was lost in thought.

Lord Vader stared at the screen. Is that what it's called? A wand? What's that? And Black Hair – what's his name? Ah, yes, Harry. Harry is suspicious; maybe it was a mistake to wake him up first. He's more intelligent than the other boy…what is his name? Oh, yes, Ron. And the girl, Herm, is smarter than Harry is, but he's more experienced from what I can tell from here.

Ron looks like he hasn't seen much technology before. The other two looked only slightly surprised that the technology here is more advanced. Maybe the boy lived in a primitive environment and was brought outside of it by the other two.

Lord Vader focused back on the screen. Herm and Ron are still bickering – teenagers these days, Vader thought – and Harry was still sitting down, looking at his friends, amused. He seemed to be enjoying watching them bicker.

Vader tuned them out and went back to his thoughts. I shall inform the Emperor about them. Then I will find out where they came from and how they ended up here, he thought as he looked back at the screen.

I will find out who trained these three the ways of the Force. Then I'll know who trained Luke. Darth Vader said to himself as he watched the two friends bicker.