AN: Ok this is my first fan-fiction story so helpful criticism appreciated.

Disclaimer: Serenity, Firefly, Harry Potter... Yeah, not mine.

Serenity

In the early years of the 21st century, earth was in great jeopardy. The self-proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort terrorized Europe and killed massive numbers of those found 'un-pure' or any who stood in his way. The number of deaths soon began to even surpass that of the Second World War. America refused to send support, proclaiming that their Aurors were already stretched thin dealing with a new uprising of pure-blood supremacists led by Voldemort's heir, The Dark Prince Salazar. All over the world people cowered at home in fear with a question at the tip of their tongues. Where is Harry Potter? The chosen one –

"Nooooooo. No needles, Simon. I'll get better I promise, please," A young woman in her early twenties sobbed pitifully as she floundered out of her brothers grip. Her long black hair cascaded gently across her face as she slowly shook it from side to side. She gave another heart wrenching sob as her brother reclaimed his hold on her as gently as could with out letting her go. He had a slightly pained look on his face before he quickly masked it and put forth a calm commanding 'Doctor' mask, which quickly crumbled under his sister's intense gaze.

"Please, River, it will only sedate you. You have to calm down or you might hurt yourself." He almost whined. If only his Professors from FMU could see their most prized student now.

"Don't put me to sleep." Was her petulant reply, but she smartly followed it up with a childish pout that could stop a bullet.

Captain Malcolm Reynolds looked up from the book he was reading to look across the room at River and Simon Tam. Ex-fugitive siblings and a gorram pain in the ass. He couldn't complain all that much all things considered. With the alliance struggling to clean up the Miranda mess they had their hands full, which left them in relative peace.

"Doc, ya mind? I'm try'n to read." Mal asked in a slightly annoyed voice.

"Perhaps if you had a reading level above that of a five year old you might be able to." Inara replied as she made her way into the dining area. River gave a cute snort as she briefly forgot why she was struggling. The quick, but sharp pain of the needle Simon poked her with reminded her a moment later. She quickly frowned again as she sat down in the nearest chair suddenly feeling sleepy. The action briefly drew Mal's and Inara's attention delaying their fight. Simon smiled sheepishly at them.

Mal quickly looked back at the resident companion prepared to ask exactly how many five year olds she catered to, but wisely bit his tongue. "We got a simple job to do that's even legit and all we gotta do is play it smart like. If we don't we'll not likely get another job any time soon. So excuse me for try'n to keep my boat a float." He finally bit out.

"I agree with your reasoning." Mal actually looked pleased as she smiled prettily at him before she continued," I was just wondering if you wanted me to read out loud for you." He resumed his grumpy stare as she led a giggling River and an almost smiling Simon out of the room. He wasn't really mad, but people were used to seeing him that way so who was he to disappoint. As his mind wandered he thought back to how the got sent on this wild goose chase. It was only a little over a year after the broadcast that they received a voice message from a slightly odd, but apparently rich Luna Lovegood. It said she was aware of their current lack of job opportunities and was prepared to give two million credits for a relatively simple job…

FLASH BACK

3 weeks ago…

"Hello Captain Reynolds and crew of Serenity", it began, "I am a great admirer of all of yours and am sympathetic to your plight. So when I found I had a little errand I needed done, I immediately thought of you. I am willing to pay you two million credits for said job, and I promise it will keep you away from any Feds for some time. I am a collector of earth-that-was artifacts and have found some information that some particular items I desire are currently available." Mal had a felling the catch was coming, "But- 'ah here it is' Mal thought- it currently resides ON the earth-that-was." Everyone seemed to collectively frown at the news.

"Ain't it I dunno destroyed and stuff?" Jayne asked the recording. "Ms. Lovegood?" He hastily added as politely as he could. Everyone looked at him like he was an idiot, and Simon was prepared to tell him so before…

"No, it is and has always been habitable. The government of the time was corrupt and for unknown reasons to me spreading propaganda of a false dooms day that never came. Now if you all are willing I have 500,000 credits at the Persephone Universal bank under Cap Mal Reynolds, and have the rest under another account prepared upon the job's completion. Also prepared is a list of things I desire and the locations of them all. Now due to the distance required to travel I have an Atomic-engine drive and other necessary parts that will get you there in around a month's time. Thank you." Kaylee's face lit up like Christmas came early at the mention of parts that were worth more than the entire ship. The rest of the crew minus Jayne began contemplating how the recording seemingly answered Jayne's question. It was an obvious question to prepare for, but the timing gave Mal a strange feeling. He looked at Zoe, who had stayed confined to her bunk most of the time since Wash's death, but even through her usual tired grimace there was a question in her eye's as well.

"Captain I don't like this. It's another government cover-up. She didn't even say who was still living on earth since it's apparently habitable." Zoe explained to his questioning look.

"I think it'd be cool. I mean it's the earth that was." Jayne said with a childish grin.

"I hate to agree with Jayne, but this does seem like a good opportunity. If she actually has the 500,000 lined up and the parts to get us to and back…" Simon trailed off as he looked to his current girlfriend who looked ready to explode.

"Oh please, Captain, those parts are so hard to come by?" She practically begged with a cute puppy face.

Mal sighed and against his better judgment, "River set a course-"

"Two days until we reach Persephone at half-burn." River interrupted from the pilot seat.

"-to Persephone. Uh- right- err- good work." Mal finished. "You know it really-"

"I know." River replied

"Well- er- good." Mal sighed.

END FLASHBACK

After they got the money and the parts they decided to give it a shot when a courier arrived with a small package addressed to the crew of Serenity. He seemed surprised to see them as he handed over the package. When asked he excitedly replied, "We've had this for over fifty years, and it was addressed to the Serenity crew outside of Persephone bank at exactly 11:14 am today. So naturally we were all curious where it came from, but when we checked we just found a long list of shipping agencies that all went out of business shortly after this package was sent to a newer agency. It became a packaging industry myth. Like whoever got it was going to go out of business unless they gave it to an actual recipient not just a new company. I actually just won 1,000 platinum." He smiled at their shock as he hurried off.

Mal sighed as he looked down at the book sent to them at exactly 11:14 am outside Persephone bank. "The Rise and Fall of Voldemort", by Luna Lovegood.

Simon and Kaylee looked down on River as she slept peacefully for the first time since they started their trek to the old world. River's sleepy smile seemed so out of place in the cold, sterile infirmary.

"She fair'n any better, Simon?" Kaylee asked with a slightly worried frown.

Simon looked up at his girlfriend and sighed. He hated to see River this way, but to see its affect on his sparkplug girlfriend was down right depressing.

"No. I don't understand it at all. She seemed like she was doing so much better after the broad cast; like getting it out cleansed her in some way. Now…," he let out a shaky breathe, "It seems the closer to earth we get the worse her symptoms become." He frowned. "Maybe..." He trailed off as he headed to the monitor on the other side of the infirmary. Kaylee looked on as Simon did a quick of the monitor while typing in other coordinates and searches for chemical readings. After a moment he growled angrily turning off the monitor.

"Zāng huà."

"What is it Simon? I didn't see nothin' strange." Kaylee asked nervously.

"Nothing, there's nothing abnormal. No radiation, satellite transmitions, solar flares… nothing. Where the only ones out here." Simon explained.

Kaylee nodded her understanding, "I don't get how that makes River all..." She made vague gesticulations with her hands of a crazy person, and Simon even smiled at that.

"She should be getting better. We are practically all alone out here and yet she is reacting similarly to how she acts when in a crowded bar. Only… she rambles about bumblebees and dragons and unicorns and…" Simon covered his face with his hands.

"Unicorns? Well it ain't all that bad … right?" She asked with a supportive grin. Simon smiled dropping his hands to circle them around her waist. Her smile brightened to the point of a supernova and Simon was powerless to resist as she gently pulled his head down. Their lips were just to touch before-

"The lion was asleep, but he has to wake up soon," River interrupted from the infirmary bed. Simon looked apologetically at Kaylee as he pulled away. She simply smiled in understanding as he went to River's side.

"Hey mei mei, how are you feeling." Simon whispered to a yawning River.

"You put me to sleep." She replied as if a five year old accusing their parents of eating Santa's cookies and milk.

"I'm sorry River. I just wanted you to be safe." He apologized. She smiled sweetly at him.

"Captain wants to see us." She smiled at his confused stare.

"River are you sure-"

"This is your captain speaking. We just entered earth's range… and um…were on that fancy new auto pilot Kaylee installed so I ain't got nothin' to do so… I'm all by my lonesome," Mal cleared his throat," Everyone to the mess hall I ain't asking." There was a loud whining beep and a click as he shut off the intercom after finishing his impromptu speech as commandingly as he could. Kaylee and River looked at each other before they both burst out giggling uncontrollably. Even Simon let out a small chuckle at the expense of the captain.

Jayne frowned in thought after hearing the captain's announcement his mind drifting off to other places before a strained grunt of urgency brought him from his musings. He quickly hauled the weight Zoe was benching back onto its resting place for the exhausted first mate.

"Thank you so much for the spot Jayne." Zoe said through clenched teeth.

Jayne missed the irony as he replied, "No sweat. Now let's see what the gorram got the captains panties in a twist." Zoe actually smiled at the idea. How she loved to see her captain squirm.

After everyone entered the mess hall and took a seat at the table Inara finally asked with a bright smile, "So lonely are we, Mal?" Mal returned the smile although tightly.

"Actually Inara I decided I liked your idea, thought we'd try it out for a spell." His smile started to turn mischievous.

"Oh, and what idea was that." She asked. Mal slid the heavy tome across the table towards her with another smile.

"Well see'n as we're only a couple days out, thought it might be a good idea to read up." Everyone leaned forward in their seats to get a better look at the book. When recognized, most of the crew had curious frowns having heard the history of this book.

Jayne voiced the collective thought of the group. "I still don't see why we didn't just take the 500,000 and run. For all we know there ain't another account and it's all some big trick." Mal sighed. He'd already explained that their employer was good enough to trust them while no one else was jumpin' at the chance. So long as she kept up the end of her deal they'd keep theirs. Honestly though he had no idea why they were going. He just had this feeling like he was connected to something or someone on that rock.

"Sides," Mal added after giving the same answer again, "We find she's right about earth than we'll likely find all sorts o' interest n' stuff to profit from. Plenty of rich people lookin' to waste their money on somethin'. We might as well be the ones who sell it to 'em." Jayne looked appeased not having thought if she wasn't for sure they could bring their stuff else where.

"Good point Mal." Jayne complemented.

"Glad to be of service." Mal replied with a smile not reaching his eyes. Only Inara and River had any idea of what really was going on inside his head. River smiled at the captain from the far side of the table when Mal met her eyes. However, he quickly looked back to Inara.

"Just incase this is what she makes it out to be I say we know what we're gett'n into. So how 'bout crack'n that thing on open, Inara?" Mal finished.

"Of course, Captain Reynolds." Inara replied sarcastically.

the "chosen one" to destroy Voldemort disappeared shortly after the Tri-wizard tournament and death of his god father Sirius Black, who was convicted and sentenced to life in Azkaban for betraying the Potter family to Voldemort. However, he escaped after thirteen years. Later it was discovered that it was actually Peter Pettigrew who betrayed the Potters. Hermione Granger also disappeared with him and neither showed up to their fifth year of school at Hogwarts.-

"What's a Hogwarts?" Jayne asked. Everyone glared at him making him quickly hold his hands up show of surrender.

-Little is known about his time away, but many speculate he was training to face the self-proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort…

500 years ago…

Harry Potter looked on with a slightly amused smile as the school nurse Madame Pomfrey fretted about him. Checking every spell she could think of to find something to keep him in bed longer.

"After being tortured by you-know-who," she clucked her tongue like being put under the cruciatus was a past time for kids now a days, "you need to rest. Even if your wounds seem to have healed remarkably fast there is still a chance..." She frowned as Harry straightened out as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "Just where do you think you are going mister?"

Harry smiled warmly as he replied, "Thank you for your care Madame Pomfrey, But it's time I see the headmaster about the Tri-wizard Tournament." After he escaped the hospital wing he began the journey to the headmaster's office. He took the long way. He definitely needed time to think. Last night was definitely strange. He couldn't put his finger on it, but his magic felt different after he and Voldemort dueled. Lighter, he thought. It felt lighter. Maybe it had something to do with his parents coming out of Voldemort's wand. He definitely felt more powerful than he ever had after the spell broke. It was like finally getting the corporeal patronus right while saving Sirius' life down by the lake. SIRIUS! That's what was bugging him. He hadn't seen Sirius since he was with the Weasleys before the tournament. Where was he? Why didn't he visit with everyone else in the hospital? Harry accelerated his pace to the headmaster's office. When he got to the gargoyle guarding the headmaster's office he realized he didn't have the password to get in. He suddenly felt incredibly scared and angry. Before he lost it however, he felt a calming touch inside of him. It was his magic he realized. It was guiding him. He suddenly knew he could get past the statue. With a dismissive wave of his hand the gargoyle was forcefully moved to the side. Harry strode purposefully up the spiral staircase and once again waved his hand forcing the door open so powerfully it slammed against the wall with an echoing thud. Fawkes let out a squawk at the sudden noise and Dumbledore's face sprung up from the papers he was reading to see who broke into his office. The first thing that Harry noticed was Remus' mournful face stained with tears. He knew then Sirius was gone.

"H-how?" He croaked out. Dumbledore's face instantly relaxed and became consoling when he realized the intruder was Harry.

"It seems," He began quietly, "that our defense teacher was not who he claimed to be. Mad-eye..."

"The missing polyjuice ingredients." Harry realized. Dumbledore nodded. "W-who was he and…?" He simply couldn't say it out loud…not yet.

"Barty Crouch Jr. It seems he escaped Azkaban with the help of his late father and mother. Sirius recognized his smell while in his animangus form, but couldn't place it until you already disappeared from the maze. He quickly went to confront him, but… Sirius hadn't recovered from his stay in Azkaban. Be consoled Crouch has been already given the dementor's kiss by Minister Fudge, but I'm sorry for your loss Harry." As Dumbledore finished, Harry felt something akin to an itch. The only problem was it was coming from inside his head. Once again he felt his magic bubble inside him. Harry forced the intrusion from his mind only to suddenly find himself inside Dumbledore's. After only a moment he broke away most of the connection.

"Don't be…" Harry growled, Dumbledore looked confused and was shocked when he realized his legilimency probe was rejected by a strong occlumency shield… "Be sorry for hiring not one but two death eaters. Be sorry you didn't get Sirius a proper trial when he needed one. Be sorry for lying to me constantly and most of all be GLAD I have my own reasons to take out Riddle because I could give two shits about your damn prophecy." He finished in a deadly whisper. Dumbledore's eyes widened in shock when he figured Harry had not only repelled him from his mind, but also delved into his subconscious undetected. Harry stood ignoring Dumbledore and prepared to go when he looked at Remus' shocked face. "I'm sorry I have to go." Remus stood and hugged Harry; his last family member.

"I can't say I understand…" He replied with a tearful smile and a laugh to cover a cry.

Harry smiled and replied, "I know but maybe someday…" With that he turned to leave. He was at the door when he stopped and muttered, "You gotta be kidding me." So quietly Dumbledore couldn't hear. If he could he might have rethought his actions.

"Harry I'm afraid I can't let you leave. You have to go back to the Dursley's to strengthen the blood wards." He said while he raised his wand. Harry spun on his heel and wandlessly summoned Dumbledore's wand before he could fire a spell. Harry snapped the wand and darkly commanded, "Leave me alone… or else this school will need two new professors next year." He then began down the winding stairs, Dumbledore's voice angrily echoing off the walls. He quickly made his way back to the Gryffindor common room to get anything he needed. On the way he smiled at all the info he picked up while inside Dumbledore's head.

"When the portrait swung open Hermione sprung up out of her chair. "Harry… I'm s-so s-sorry." With that she flung herself at him hugging him tightly. He gladly returned the embrace. Hermione pulled herself back from his chest and looked up into his eyes, which she just noticed were unobstructed by his glasses. Not bothering with to wonder why, she went on the tip of her toes and pressed her mouth to his. Harry was stunned. He tried to not think of Hermione that way in fear of ruining their friendship and now she was kissing him! Hermione not getting the response she had hope for pulled back and began blubbering out an apology. Harry shut her up by kissing her hard, demandingly. Hermione moaned into the kiss but pulled away again.

"I don't want your pity- ummph" Harry liked his new ability to finally get her to shut up.

"I have to go 'Mione." Harry said sadly looking in her eyes.

"I know." She replied, but with a smile, "I'm coming." Harry began to argue so she used his method of shutting people up and laid one on him. They were broken from the kiss by a loud and angry growl. They both looked up to see an enraged Ron at the bottom of the boy stair case.

"What are you doing?" He screamed. Harry and Hermione shared a brief look.

"Ron..." Hermione began.

"Shut up mudblood. I wasn't talking to-"Harry heard all he needed and punched Ron across the jaw sending him to the ground hard.

"I can't take your petty jealousy anymore Ron. Me and Hermione," Hermione bit her lip to keep from correcting his grammar, "are leaving. I suggest you use the time alone to grow up." Harry and Hermione quickly went up stairs to get their things when they came down both were towing their trunks, owl and cat respectively. Harry made a quick portkey wandlessly leaving Hermione gaping at the display of power and knowledge. He smiled and mouthed later before they both grabbed on and disappeared from Hogwarts.

Ron pulled himself off the floor muttering darkly of his revenge…

Where Harry and Hermione went is still unknown, however the intent was later explained to be gathering Horcuxes, fragments of Voldemort's soul allowing him to conquer death to a degree. It is also said that Harry Potter had to reign in the power he had recently unlocked with his duel against Voldemort. Ironically enough it was a block placed on him by none other than Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore was killed later during the summer by Severus Snape. Who was thought by most to be a 'reformed' Death Eater.

"Bumblebee." River growled out angrily. Inara took that as her queue to stop reading. Simon frowned at his sister and gave a tired sigh.

"River there's no bumblebee." Simon said looking around.

"I know." She replied.

"Wow." Mal said.

"I know." Jayne said looking at River as if she were an alien life form.

"NO," Mal clarified at Inara and Kaylee's glare, "I meant the book. The kid he's… you know?" He said smartly. Kaylee and Inara both stopped their glaring and sighed.

"Yeah…" Inara said, "poor kids got it so tough."

"At least he has someone to love." Kaylee smiled at Inara who blushed and looked away. Mal cleared his throat.

"Well that's somethin'. She sounds like a hand full." He said with a smile.

"Well come on keep read'n." Jayne whined.

"Right where was I?" Inara asked as she skimmed the last page they were on with a well manicured finger.

The time through 1995 and 1996 Harry Potter and Hermione Granger simply disappeared. It was only a few months after their disappearance that Voldemort took an heir whom he named the Dark Prince Salazar. The dark Prince however wasn't chosen for his skills with a wand, but by his raw amount of hatred and his relationship with the-boy-who-lived.

500 years ago…

Harry and Hermione had a hard landing on the squeaky floors of number 12 Grimmauld Place. As Harry looked around he was overwhelmed with his grief for his Godfather. Hermione squeezed Harry's hand to offer some comfort. Harry gave a waning smile to show he appreciated the effort.

"So what's going on Harry?" Hermione asked having finally lost her patience.

"I'm not entirely sure myself actually. What I've figured out is that somehow when mine and Voldemort's wands connected the backlash from the spell somehow caused the blocks on my magic to crack. After that my magic put enough pressure on it to finally tear it down. When I was leaving the hospital wing this morning is when I first noticed it. I could fell the magic inside me, and all around me for that matter. Dumbledore," the name was spat like a cussword, "Seems to have been less than honest with me. He put blocks on my magic so he could keep me under his thumb. He also knew Sirius was innocent yet did nothing to help him. That way when he got hauled off to Azkaban I was left in his tender care. Of course he put me with the Dursleys so when I came to Hogwarts I'd see him as my own personal savior." By this point Hermione looked like she was ready to explode at all the injustices in Harry's life. Harry let out a bitter laugh. "But wait there's more. I asked when I was in the hospital our first year why Voldemort wanted me dead so bad. He didn't answer me. When I was in his office I was able to gleam it right out of his head. There is a prophecy that says I have to kill Voldemort or be killed by him." Hermione was now near tears so Harry decided to leave the Horcuxes for later.

"Hermione, why don't you get settled in one of the rooms while I go to change the Fidelius spell so I'm the secret keeper." Hermione looked skeptically at him, but he gave her a reassuring smile as he began to head into the kitchen.

Later after finishing with the wards and adding a few new ones, Harry headed up to bed. He was shocked to see Hermione is his usual spot curled up under a blanket. He turned prepared to find another room when her soft voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Stay with me?" She asked in a near whisper. Harry turned and looked at her.

"Mione, are you sure?" Harry asked as he felt his breath speed up.

"I want you to stay." She replied. "Prove that kiss earlier wasn't my imagination." So for the rest of the night he did.

Over the next few months they trained in every magic they could find. Both became an animagus (Harry a multiple-animagus). Harry was able to nearly master the new powers he had. They also did physical training everyday and after the time working out both had considerably more strength and stamina, which was great for dueling and… other things. The rest of the time they used to research the Horcuxes. After nearly four months of research they were fairly confident they new where and what they all were. After taking out the locket, which was conveniently still in the house, they also destroyed the connection Harry shared to Voldemort. Thanks To Regulus Black's diary Harry was ready to set out to find the rest of them. Harry and Hermione both decided it would be better for her to go into hiding with her parents for the duration, although how Harry got her to agree was beyond him. It took nearly seven months for Harry to get all the Horcuxes and destroy them, but as soon as he did he made his way home.

When Harry left, Hermione tried to figure out what she was going to do. She was lucky she was able to hide the fact from Harry that she was pregnant…

To be continued….

AN: what do you think? I know it was a little boring, but I don't want the Harry/ Voldemort war to be the story. I just want to summarize what happened so we can get to the good stuff. As soon as that happens the pace will pick up.