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Chosen by Two Galaxies

Chapter 1: Halloween Beginnings

It was a cold and blustery night in Godric's Hollow. Not that the children cared. After all, it was Halloween, and the lure of candy was more than enough to bring them outside. Since the children were in many different costumes, no one really took notice of the cloaked figure that walked up the street. Not that they would have noticed him anyway, as the figure, who upon closer examination looked to be a man, could easily keep himself hidden from the people around him. However, the wards set up in the area would detect even the simplest use of magic, so this was easier. Not that he cared that much, but even Lord Voldemort could appreciate the element of surprise.

Voldemort paused at the entrance to one of the houses. This house was plain and unassuming like many of the others in the neighborhood, but unknown to most, this house contains the single most important threat to his power, a one year old boy named Harry Potter. Voldemort was still unsure of how this boy, a mere half-blood, could possibly threaten him, but his sources indicated that the prophecy given by that fool Trelawney was genuine, so it was prudent for him to take care of the boy now, while he was unable to defend himself. With a slight smile caused by the thought of his impending success, Voldemort approached the front door.

James Potter was sitting in the living room of his house, writing a letter to Dumbledore giving an update on how things were doing, when he happened to look up. Staring out the window, he saw a figure standing outside. He stared at the figure in confusion for a split second before he realized that they were all in great danger.

"Lily," he called.

"Yes, dear."

"It's him. Get Harry and leave, like we planned."

"Ok."

Lilly ran up the stairs to Harry's bedroom. She entered quickly, but quietly, trying not to wake up Harry, but her efforts proved futile, when she heard a loud crash from downstairs. She picked Harry up, and quickly soothed him into a quiet slumber. She then opened the window, and began to climb out to the fire escape, they had installed for this very purpose.

James stood just beyond the doorway, preparing for what he knew would be the final act of his life. The plan he and Lily had spelled out called for him to distract the invaders and then get out to meet up with his wife and son. However, the plan didn't account for Voldemort himself attacking, and James knew that there was no way he could hold off the Dark Lord for long and live to tell the tale. Fortunately, he had a backup plan for this sort of event, although he had kept it a secret that he hoped he would never have to reveal.

The door flew in with a crash and it was only through quick reflexes that James could avoid it without serious injury. He stood back up to see Voldemort standing in the doorway, the darkness that surrounded him like a cloud preventing any light from revealing his features. The two men stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Voldemort spoke.

"Move out of the way Potter, there's no need for you to die too."

"Since when do you care about the welfare of others?"

"Since their deaths don't matter to me. I have come here for the boy. However if you insist in getting in my way, I shall have to remove you by force."

Voldemort raised his wand, preparing to end the life of the obstacle that blocked him from his goal, but as he did, the grandfather clock in the living room, began to toll, which Voldemort saw was odd, since it was 10:37. James however knew that the chime meant that Lily and Harry had left the area delineated by the wards. The chime also served to distract Voldemort for a split second, which was enough for James to put his plan in motion. He pointed his wand at the floor.

Lily scampered down the fire escape with Harry in her arms. Once she reached the ground, she ran with all her strength away from the house. She cut through the hedges, and ran through several of her neighbor's yards before reaching the end, of the street. As she crossed the road, she felt a sense of something withdrawing from over her, a sign that she had left the area protected by the wards. She continued to run, and she was halfway down the next street, when she heard a booming sound from behind her. She turned around in horror and saw her house implode violently. She fought the desire to run back for a split second before she came to her senses and ran. She realized that there was only one place that was safe for the moment, and she ran into a deserted cul-de-sac and disappeared with a pop of displaced air.

The house that the Potter's had resided in had been reduced to a smoldering pile of ashes and burnt wood. The Fire Department had yet to arrive, although sirens could be heard in the distance. As the frightened children had long since scampered back to their homes, the area around the house was deserted and eerily quiet. A close look would reveal that there were two figures lying in the debris, one of whom was starting to stir.

As Lord Voldemort rose shakily from the ashes, he looked around, surveying his surroundings. Who would have thought that Potter would be daring enough to blow up his own house. If he hadn't been quick enough with his Shield charm, he might have been injured seriously. He stared at Potter's corpse, and prodded it with his right foot, just to make sure. He then started to walk away. Obviously, Potter would have done nothing to endanger his infant son's life, so he must have been brought to safety, probably by that Mud blood wife of his. No matter, he would find the boy soon enough. As he left the area, his gait straightened out until he was again walking with the slow measured pace he had used earlier, until he too vanished into thin air.

The students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had long gone to their dormitories, though it was likely that they were partying rather than sleeping. So the Great Hall was empty as Lily Potter burst in, child in tow. She had Apparated outside the school grounds and had quickly run into the school, seeking safety from the one person who could help her.

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office, staring into the darkness outside his window. A few minutes ago, the wards around the school had detected an intruder, in conjunction with the wards for the Potter home going off too, Dumbledore was understandably concerned. He turned as he heard the sound of someone running up the staircase. He was relieved to see Lily Potter, with little Harry.

"What happened?" Dumbledore asked gently.

"You Know Who," Lily replied. "James stayed behind, and I got out and the house exploded, and…"

"Its okay, the important thing is that you're safe, Lily."

Lily sat down in the chair opposite from Dumbledore. "What are we going to do?"

"We'll have to set up another safe house, perhaps in America-"

"No, I'm tired of running. Besides, there's no place on Earth where he won't find us eventually. He's going to keep looking, and I don't want Harry growing up like that."

Dumbledore became silent, staring at his desk.

"No place on Earth…"

Dumbledore turned back to Lily. "There is another option, Lily."

"What?"

"What I am about to tell you is of the utmost secrecy."

"What are you talking about?"

Dumbledore sighed. "What if I told you that the ability to use magic was not native to this planet."

Lily's jaw dropped in confusion. "What the hell's-"

"Lily, I will explain everything, but it will be easier if you don't interrupt. Thank you. Anyway, the power that we call magic was first harnessed by a group of aliens called the Tythonians. They were split into two camps, those who valued life and the light, and those who followed the darkness. The two camps engaged in a bloody war, and out of the bloodshed, a new sect emerged. This new sect followed neither side, but instead chose to harness their power through certain objects that were imbued with the power. They retreated to a distant island and developed their abilities away from the war that was still raging across the planet.

After a time, the armies of the light proved victorious, but the war had unleashed a large amount of raw power across the planet, devastating it irrevocably. The followers of the light left the planet, abandoning their brethren in the process.

Left with a dying planet, the Tythonians created wards around their island, protecting it for almost twenty thousand years, until the wards began to fail. Driven to the extreme, the Tythonians created a portal, a rift in the fabric of reality itself. The Tythonians entered their portal and arrived here on Earth five thousand years ago. They intermingled with humans, creating a portion of the population that could access the Tythonian's power. The Tythonians taught the early witches and wizards, but kept from them their biggest secret, the portal. However, the Tythonians did not want their knowledge lost, so they created a secret group consisting of a few wizards at a time, to protect it from misuse. The portal is only to be summoned in times where it is absolutely necessary."

Lily sat in shock. "So, you're saying that you can send me and harry to another galaxy?"

"That is precisely what I am saying."

"If it means getting away from You-Know-Who, I'm up for it."

Over the next few weeks, Lily stayed at Hogwarts, while Dumbledore called for the rest of his strange order to assemble. There were ten others in this group, none of which Lily had met before, although she noticed that they were from all over the planet. They had a few meetings about the subject, before they decided to use the portal.

It was late at night, almost a month after the attack, and Lily stood near the lake and watched and Dumbledore's order stood in a circle chanting, and waving their wands in intricate patterns. This continued for about ten minutes, and Lily was just about to leave, when she saw a small sphere begin to form in the center of the circle. She watched as the sphere grew and opened up into a portal about three meters high and two meters across. The portal was surrounded by a seething mass of blackish blue energy that occasionally spit out a lightning bolt here or there. Dumbledore motioned for Lily to step forward.

"Are you sure that you want to do this?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." Lily responded.

Dumbledore handed her a small book. "This contains all the information we have on the Tythonians and their home. It's not much, but it does contain the instructions on how to perform this ritual if you feel the need to return. Also, since the chances of Harry attending Hogwarts have diminished considerably, any attempt to give Harry a magical education would be appreciated, as we may need him to come back to fight Voldemort at a later point in time."

Lily nodded, a little confused by all of what Dumbledore had said. She pocketed the book, and making sure she had a firm grip on Harry, she walked up to the portal and stepped through.

Lily stepped out onto a large cliff overlooking a vast ocean. However, the ocean was a sickly blackish color, and all around her she felt a subconscious sense of malevolence. She walked around, getting a sense of where she was. This must be Tython, she thought. Her musings were interrupted by a loud roar from above. She looked up to see a strange craft circling overhead. The craft eventually came closer, and landed about ten meters away. A hatch opened up and a being came out. It was unlike anything Lily had ever seen. It was about two meters tall, and was covered with fur. The only thing that it was wearing was a bandolier that ran across its chest. It growled at her, and Lily stared in confusion. Was this a Tythonian? Fortunately, a human came out next, although it was the strangest looking human she had ever seen. He was wearing a formfitting uniform of some kind.

"Funny, seeing a Jedi around these parts." the human said.

"A Jedi?" Lily asked.

"You mean you're not…well anyway, I'm Cal Jekster and this is my friend Kyvocca. Judging from the look on your face, I'm going to guess that you've never seen a Wookiee before."

Lily nodded, still awed by the sight of Kyvocca.

"Well anyway, it looks like you could use a ride. We're going to be heading to Alderaan soon, would you like a lift. Lily continued to nod, and approached the craft. As she went up the ramp, Jekster called up, "Hey, I didn't get your name."

Lily thought for a second. Should she use her real name, or not. She was probably safe, but she had thought that before. So she made one up on the spot.

"I'm Shmi Skywalker, and this is my son…Anakin."

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