The Champions of Death, Fate and Magic
Once again I offer up the statement that I own neither Harry Potter, owned by J.K. Rowling; nor do I own Star Wars or any of the other of the few other resources that I am borrowing from such as Star Citizen….
Prologue
12 Grimmauld Place, London, England
21 December, 2001
Sighing as he finally came to terms with the final results of his plans; the young wizard closed his eyes and leant back in his seat. Having come to the conclusion that it was inevitable the way things had turned out for him due to the meddling of the old manipulative bastard, the young British Lord felt a little bit of relief that he'd managed to salvage what he had.
Getting up from the chair in front of the fireplace at Grimmauld Place, Lord Hadrian James Potter shook off the momentary reverie that he had slipped into and headed for the library to finish off the last of the packing. It was rather bare at the moment, as he and his two wives had pretty much gutted each of their estates over the las week, being the last of their respective lines.
Ten minutes later, he had moved from the library to the basement, having shrunk the trunks that they had spent the last week filling with the heirlooms, money and libraries from each of the properties, and moving them to the room they had been setting up for their planned method of exodus.
It had been the week after Gringott's had refused to carry them as customers any longer, which Padma had discovered an absolutely ancient text that talked about mirror universes and other dimensions which had in turn led them to discuss the possibilities of leaving and starting over somewhere entirely new. Being the Ravenclaw that she is, she had managed to research a feasible method to open what they had started calling the one way portal, and they had carved the runes needed in the basement of Grimmauld Place.
Astoria had proven to be quite the little schemer and had managed to get one over on the Goblins to repay them for their greedy, backstabbing ways. Shortly after they had found out about the marriage contracts, she had brewed a little known potion from her family's grimoire; she had managed to trace each of their families back to their earliest roots, and had discovered a veritable windfall of information. As it turned out, her line was the Heir to the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff lines, and Padma was the Magical Heir to the House of LeFay, but the real shocker was Harry's heritage.
Chuckling as he remembered the trout-slapped look on both his ladies faces, he too was still surprised to find that he was the last remaining Heir to the Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Peverell lines. It would be several decades at least before he would forget the look on the Goblin Chief's face as they went and raided each and every one of their vaults and proceeded to clear them to the bedrock last weekend. The combined knowledge of their ancestors written on the scrolls and tomes was enough to completely fill one entire seven compartment library trunk with very little overflow.
That didn't include the coinage, precious stones and metal ingots, nor did it include the magical portraits or tapestries. All told they had filled nine of the seven compartment storage trunks and comfortably filled the multi-compartment trunk that they had designed as alternate living space.
Taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, Harry glanced around at the stacks of trunks that contained everything from their wealth to the stacks of books and scrolls; they even had separate trunks containing different environments stuffed with plants and animals, both magical and non-magical, which would be raised for potions ingredients as well as foodstuffs.
Giving his hand a wave, the young man began the task of shrinking and storing the trunks into runic sealing scrolls for their journey. Humming a jaunty little tune, he continued working for the next hour or so, only looking up when he heard the upstairs door open and what seemed to be two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs.
Smiling as he finished and conjured up a chair to sit on, Harry chuckled lightly as he watched his two dark haired wives enter. Padma with her chocolate brown eyes and hair as dark as raven's wing in the black of night, and Astoria with eyes the color of a stormy sky and hair the deep brown of rich soil. They both walked through the door wearing their traveling clothes, which consisted of enchanted acromantula silk and basilisk hide, dyed in a dark sapphire for Padma, a deep emerald for Astoria, and a scarlet red so dark it was almost black for Harry.
A few moments later, both of his wives greeted him with a kiss and taken a seat on one of his knees. Silently enjoying the intimate moment, they quietly reflected on everything that had happened in the past couple of years that had led them to this point.
Getting involved romantically the summer after the Tri-Wizard tournament and Voldemort's return, all thanks to Sirius Black letting Harry know that there were a couple of Marriage Contracts and that he would need to fill them.
Then there were the revelations discovered at Gringott's a year later when they discovered the false will, the core and ability bindings on Harry, as well as the forged Marriage Contract. Now THAT had been one doozy of a meeting…
FLASHBACK (31 July, 1995)
Sitting in front of the House Potter Account Manager Grimtooth, Harry was stunned to find so many things that just didn't sit right with him. Held in his own two shaky hands was a parchment enchanted to list his rightful inheritances and abilities and it was shocking to find that the Headmaster had pulled the wool over his eyes so thoroughly.
NAME: HADRIAN JAMES POTTER
PARENTS: JAMES CHARLUS POTTER – FATHER, LILY MARIE POTTER nee EVANS – MOTHER, SIRIUS ORION BLACK – SWORN GODFATHER
HEIR TO: HOUSE POTTER, HOUSE BLACK, AND HOUSE PEVERELL
MAGICAL CORE INDEX : 0-50 MUGGLE, 51-100 SQUIB, 101-250 WITCH OR WIZARD, 251-400 SORCERER OR SORCERESS, 401-500 GRAND SORCERER OR SORCERESS, 501-650 MAGI, 651-750 GRAND MAGI, 751-1000 ARCHMAGI
CORE INDEX FOR HADRIAN JAMES POTTER – 260 WHILE CURRENTLY BOUND (BINDING IS 75% BY APWB Dumbledore), 926 UNBOUND
ABILITIES:
Natural Occlumens – Blocked 80% by APWB Dumbledore
Natural Legilimens – Blocked 95% by APWB Dumbledore
Natural Parselmouth – Unlocked
Parselmagic – Blocked 100% by APWB Dumbledore
Multi-Animagus – Blocked 100% by APWB Dumbledore
Elemental Magic – Fire and Lightning – Blocked 100% by APWB Dumbledore
AFFINITIES:
Battle Magic – Mastery Possible
Parselmagic/ Healing Magic – Adept
Ancient Runes – Mastery Possible
Elemental Magic – Mastery Possible
MISCELLANEOUS:
Soul Leech located inside scar – Mental Link to Tom Marvolo Riddle
End FLASHBACK
After going through the rituals to have his core unbound and the soul leech removed, they had sat down and planned out what they needed to do over the next couple of years. First they decided to get Harry up to snuff in Ancient Runes, at least far enough to be able to take his OWLs and join the rest of their classmates, from there they decided to explore the possibilities of becoming Animagi as well.
The next three years had been one thing after another, from learning what their Animagus forms were and working on mastering them, to picking up the pieces after the Headmaster's death and finishing off Riddle. Rather quickly figuring out what the MOB's master plan was, both Padma and Astoria were rather irate and cursed him for a fool for not figuring out that the soul piece that was in Harry's head could be removed by other means than his death.
Once they had worked out a semi-decent plan of what his soul containers were, they had expanded their tasks to finding and eliminating them, so that Harry could focus on other things. One of those things was deemed illegal in Britain, but was quickly gaining ground in most other nations both in and out of the ICW: Technomagic.
That was just one of the wonderful things that they were able to put the Room of Requirement to use for, in experimenting with technology and magic, as well as researching anything and everything from tips and tricks to mastering their forms, to rituals that might give them an advantage, and far beyond.
They only ended up finding two rituals that were of any interest or use that wouldn't corrupt them and they were power-sharing rituals. The first would establish their relationship as a coven and allow them to share all of their abilities with each other, and would include any newcomers as well. So Harry's Parseltongue and Multi-Animagus, Astoria's Partial Metamorphmagus and Beast Speaking, and Padma's Eidetic Memory and MageSight were all shared abilities amongst the tiny coven.
The other ritual that they had found was one that would grant an ability to use magic that was in tune with what you sacrificed during the ritual. For example, sacrificing some form of fire attuned item, like a dragon scale or phoenix feather, would grant the person conducting the ritual the ability to use and learn the Elemental Magic of Fire. Using a bit of sand from a time turner would gain an ability to utilize Time Magic, and so on and so forth.
The items that Astoria had utilized were a few pieces of Yeti fur which granted her the usage of the Elemental Magic of Air and Water; while Padma sacrificed a bit of Niffler fur, a hair from a Leprechaun's beard, and a Malaclaw's feather, which granted her access to the Elemental Magic of Earth and Luck Magic. Harry was stumped for the longest time on what he would need to accomplish his goals, when the thought finally struck him that he would need to go no further than a computer store, and once he had completed the necessary steps, he had access to Technomagic.
After completing the ritual, each of them was overcome by a minor headache as they gained a small amount of knowledge that each of them could build off of, and at least in the girls' case, the room provided them with many tomes that had been thought lost to the ages, as well as a means to make permanent copies of said tomes.
The next year after they had completed their NEWT's was spent hunting down the last two of Riddle's soul containers and training. They had figured out that three of them had been destroyed, that he'd most likely made six of them and the remaining piece was inside his homunculus' body. The diary, the ring, and Harry's scar had been destroyed before they had even known what they were looking for, the diadem and locket had been sheer dumb luck that they had stumbled upon them and subsequently destroyed those two. The only ones that they had left to get their hands on were Hufflepuff's cup and Nagini, his snake familiar, of which the snake would be far easier to get rid of because of her nearness to Tom. The far harder task that was before them would be in finding a way to get at the cup because it was in Gringott's.
Unfortunately the only way they had into the Lestrange vault was through subterfuge, and that was the reason that they were no longer welcome to bank with Gringott's. They were fortunate in that their accounts weren't confiscated, due to the fact that Bellatrix had broken the treaty by storing the cup in their vault, thus was the Lestrange vault forfeit to the Goblins.
It was shortly before they had planned to go after the last remaining Horcrux and Riddle, when Harry had made a discovery in a tome from the LeFay vault, which was on rather obscure rituals. He had been looking for any way possible to give them an edge against Riddle and his Death Eaters and stumbled on an ancient ritual that called on Lady Magic to judge the subject(s) of the ritual as defined by the petitioner.
Hollering for his two lady loves to come and take a look at what he had found, he continued to read through it and found that it was a very cut and dry ritual, unlike a lot of others which were long and drawn out. The basics to this ritual were as follows: the opening of the ritual and designation of the subject(s) of the ritual, then came the petitioner's portion where he or she would list the reasons for the judgement against the subject(s), which would be directly followed by Lady Magic weighing the souls of the petitioner and the subject(s) and executing judgement on the one(s) found lacking.
After having his wives look it over, and taking a couple of days and nights to talk and think on it, they decided to go through with it. It had taken them the better part of a week for them to set everything up for it, but in the end it paid them back beyond their wildest dreams. Having setup everything beforehand and calling out Riddle and his minions, Harry had started the ritual while Tori and Padma had activated the runes that they had set up to trap the Dork Lard and his minions once they arrived.
Shaking off the memories of what all had come to pass in the past few months and years, he gave his women a quick squeeze and they all stood so that he could banish the chair. Visually checking the room, he waved his hand once more, packing all the scrolls into a mokeskin bag which he then hung around his neck.
Looking to Astoria first and then Padma, Harry smiled as he got nods from the both of them. Casting a tempus spell, they all saw that they had just enough time to take their places before they were to start the final ritual that they would undertake in this dimension.
Starting off the chant in her native tongue, Padma's voice slowly gained in strength while chanting in Hindi. Next was Astoria, who began the same words in Greek, starting out softly just as her sister wife's had. Finally Harry's baritone was heard invoking the same plea to Lady Magic as his wives, only this time was in Latin.
They kept up the chant, which was growing in strength and volume as was the magic that was pulsing around them, keeping a subtle cadence with the syllables that were dripping from their tongues. As the chant continued, driving the pulsing, writhing, almost sentient waves of magic even higher, they grasped for each other's hands. Clasping fingers together, they slowly raised their hands simultaneously, until finally at the stroke of midnight three separate strands of the Weave split off from the waves of magic, and spun around one of the mages.
The three strands completed a final circuit and then whipped themselves around and merged in the center of the circle, forming a small sphere which shrank at first, and then grew larger and flattened itself into a glowing, ephemeral disc around seven feet in diameter. The three of them watched as the colors shifted and changed until they were one uniform color, and then formed an open doorway.
As they continued chanting they watched as the door continued to take shape and form, until it was mostly tangible. Once it had finally taken on a solid form, they finished the chant and released the grip that they had on their hands and approached the open door with more than a little awe in their eyes. With one last glimpse of the house, and a mischief filled glance to each other, the Lord and Ladies of House Potter-Black stepped through the doorway, nevermore to be seen in this world again.
UNKNOWN LOCATION, UNKNOWN DATE/TIME
Opening his eyes, Harry took a look around and saw grey formless scenery and mist as far as the eye could see, with the exception of Tori and Padma. After ensuring they were alright, he chuckled to himself for a moment as he looked around at their surroundings, before turning back to the raised eyebrows of the girls. "What, you don't find this more than just a little unusual?"
Smirking up at her husband, Tori giggled a little as well. "Sure, it just struck me as a little odd with your reaction to it."
"It's not all that surprising to us, especially considering the unusual situations he has found himself in most of his life, isn't that right, Master?" The multi-tonal voice came from behind them, surprising all three of the Mages as they turned towards the source.
Staring at them in shock for a moment, Harry and his ladies immediately took a knee and bowed before them, then took the initiative and gave voice to the thought that was at the forefront of all their minds. "Forgive us our boldness for our intrusion of your domains, My Ladies. I believe we have the privilege of speaking with Lady Fate, Lady Magic, and Lady Death, do we not?"
Stepping forward, the black robed woman chuckled lightly as she approached the trio. "Indeed my Master is as intelligent as I claimed, is he not Moira, Hecate?"
The thought clicked in both Tori and Padma's minds at the same moment, but Astoria was tiny bit quicker and looked up and spoke quietly and cautiously. "Lady Death, do you perhaps speak of the Deathly Hallows? Or is it more in line with the House of Peverell?"
Nodding in response to her question drew the attention of Padma and she was quick to give voice to her question. "I'm fairly certain that the little that we actually know about the Deathly Hallows that only you know what the end result would be of being the one who reunites them?"
Giggling, the woman designated as Moira strode towards them and smiled at Padma. "Indeed you would be right to ask, as the situation you have found yourselves in is quite unique, as your Wizard has become the first since their creation to reunite them. I do believe that Callista is playing up the actual role that he will fulfill…"
That comment lead to giggling from Moira and Hecate and pouting from Callista before she stomped her foot once in a pique of childish tantrum, then sighing and spoke once more, "Fine, fine, go ahead and ruin my fun Moira. At least allow me a little fun here and there, you know how sad and depressing my job is."
Grimacing for a moment, the other two nodded sadly before allowing her to continue, and gestured for the small coven to rise. Waving her hand in a circular motion, she conjured up a pair of cozy couches to sit on and gestured towards them as she sat down. "The first thing that you need to be aware of is that you won't have command over me. What you do receive is that you have become my Champion, which gives you and anyone connected to you as your mate (or mates as the case may be) immortality to a limited degree. What this means is that unless your entire body is disintegrated you will survive, at least until either you tire of life in the mortal coil or someone actually manages to off you."
Here she paused for a moment to ensure that they had caught on to everything, so with a small smile on her lips she nodded and waved over to one of the others. After a quick glance at each other, Moira bowed her head in favor of Hecate, who then turned back to the three young people in front of them. "Moira, Callista and I have a task that we need accomplished, and it would be to the benefit of a lot of innocent souls if you were to assist us. Normally you would have gone straight to a random dimension, once you had made it through the doorway. However, since the three of you have accomplished much in your young lives, we thought that it might prove worthwhile to seek your aid in a different universe as our Champions."
Looking at each other for a moment, they nodded and turned back to the three Ladies, and Harry once again acted as their voice. "If we can be of assistance, we shall."
Astoria groaned mentally until she heard the next part, which caused her to grin as she felt the sheer cunning and ambition flowing from her chosen husband's lips. "Of course, I'm certain that there will be some form of compensation for us in doing as you ask, yes?"
Getting a nod in response, Harry nodded more to himself than anything else, before pacing as he thought about the things that they would need. Then a random thought struck him, and he grasped it and ran with it. Spinning on his heel, Harry smirked as he asked his next question, "There are things that we'll need to know, such as the technology level, languages, types of currency, history, whether there are people who have the same or similar abilities, and many other things."
Seeing the three smirks on the faces of the three Deities across from them brought a chuckle to his lips. Moira was the one who stood and spoke as she slowly crossed the space between them. "We will grant you the knowledge and ability that you need to excel, which include the ability and knowledge to use several of the more commonly used languages, the technology, and the abilities of the 'magic users' of this dimension. Is this acceptable to you?"
Smiling broadly, the three of them looked to each other and nodded. Turning his attention back to Moira, he stopped for a moment and continued where he'd left off. "Three things that I would ask for as compensation, and I feel that they are quite reasonable: first, is that you grant us the ability to use our spells and any similar abilities that we pick up on wandlessly. I'm fairly certain that using our wands would cause us to stick out like sore thumbs, and that would more than likely be counter-productive. Second is that we have all our money available to us in the most acceptable form of currency that is in use, as well as being secure enough that only the three of us or those we designate to be able to access it."
At this point in time Harry was cackling like mad on the inside, as he thought carefully about the wording of his third request, while Padma was drooling mentally at the foresight and intelligence that her chosen mate was displaying. "Finally, the third thing is either access to a quality vehicle or the means to create one that will aid us in our mission, because from the way you're speaking about this dimension it sounds like technologically they are far in advance of our own background in many things."
Nonplussed but refraining from showing it, the three ladies turned their attention from the three magi and held a short whispered conversation, all three of them pausing at moments to look over in their direction. Nodding as they came to an agreement, they turned as one and stood. Hecate stepped forward and smiled as she spoke to their Champions. "We have discussed your terms and find them acceptable, your wands will remain with you, as a keepsake and a reminder of all you have gone through."
Next was Callista who stepped forward. "We will upload all the information to your minds, including languages, account information, recent and not so recent history, up to date technological information on anything that you will need which includes vehicles and weapons, customs and cultures of the majority of the races you will come into contact with, as well as the ability to utilize the abilities of your counterparts both Dark and Light."
Finally Moira walked forward and smiled gently at them. "I know that you have led a very difficult life, much harder than it should ever have been, but it has benefited you greatly in many ways. Once you awaken from the process of assimilating the knowledge, you will be in a location that will provide you with the vehicle or vehicles that you will need to travel. You will need to purify the station before you use it, as it has been used for evil purposes in the past and is attuned to the Dark."
Sighing, the woman sagged a little in the shoulder before continuing. "What we ask of you is by no means an easy task, and you ladies may end up finding your husband shared by more than just the two of you. The task that we have asked of you will easily take a lifetime to achieve, and what we are asking of you is to prevent the total destruction of the Light Side, as well as aiding in the destruction of the evil in the Dark Side, who have grown far too powerful by perverting the true meaning of the Force and thus have disrupted the balance. As you all well know that the Light cannot survive without the Dark, and vice versa; just as Dark does not mean evil, nor does Light equal good."
Taking over for her now was Hecate once again. "To aid you, we will send guidance through visions to the leaders of the factions that you will need to be in contact with, and will plot your course accordingly before you depart the station, so that you will arrive at the right place at the right time. Trust your instincts and you will not be led far astray."
Finally the last of the trio of Goddesses stepped back into the conversation. "You will need to travel to the planet Coruscant and find the Jedi Temple, where you will need to meet with the Grandmaster of the Order. In order to let him know that you are the ones that we have selected, you need to tell him that they have been misinterpreting the Code for several thousand years, as there was a Dark influence, however minor, that was affecting the Jedi Master who modified the Code. The True Jedi Code, goes like so:
There is Emotion, Yet Peace.
There is Ignorance, Yet Knowledge.
There is Passion, Yet Serenity.
There is Chaos, Yet Harmony.
There is Death, Yet the Force.
Stunned, the trio nodded thoughtfully as they could see the sense in the way the Code was originally written. Turning his thoughts back to their current situation, Harry smiled and stood, "Well there's no time like the present; shall we get to it then?"
Shivering slightly as they saw the smirks on the women's faces, they couldn't help the shudder that traveled down their spines when they heard the last words before everything went black. "Brace yourselves, because this is really going to hurt…"
AN: Welcome to my HP/STAR WARS crossover! This will be starting out around 60 BBY. (Before Battle of Yavin) There will be some relationship material, and quite a bit of deviation from Canon lore, as will be very apparent from the very next chapter. I want to give credit where credit is due however, and give some of the credit for my ideas to Bluminous8 and Plums, as reading their stories gave me quite a few ideas on top of the ones I'd already had floating around in my brain…
There will be at most two maybe three more ladies joining in the relationship, but the main focus won't be on them for quite some time, as there truly is a lot going on at this point in time in the Galaxy. Even more then what is hinted at in the Movies. ANYWAY, Read and Review, CIAO!