AN: I don't own Harry Potter or Star Wars so therefore I am not making money off this story
The world was ending. Or at least that's what everyone was saying. Harry ran his hand through his unruly black hair and sighed. After the Voldemort had been killed and the war ended, he had hoped that they would have peace. Damn Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange. He really should have made them suffer before he and the Aurors killed them in that raid.
They had imperiused the Russian president, Putin, into ordering a nuclear attack on New York City, killing millions and starting WW3. They intended for the Muggles to kill each other since they realized that they never did or would have the ability to wipe them all out themselves. Many good people had died from the effects of nuclear radiation.
Arthur and Molly Weasley, who had been like second parents to him had succumbed to radiation poisoning ten months ago. Charlie and Percy did the same a month later. Minerva McGonagall, Hagrid, and the rest of the Hogwarts teachers were all gone. They, along with Bill and Fleur and the rest of the old Order of the Phoenix members were killed trying to shield Hogwarts from a nuclear attack.
Unfortunately, they were unable to save most of the students, as the attack destroyed Hogsmeade as well as Hogwarts. The only remaining wizards in Britain stood with him in their underground shelter in the Department of Mysteries
Harry turned to take in his surroundings. His faithful friends, who had been there for him through thick and thin. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Ron was now 6'4 and had filled out, especially after he discovered boxing. He was not someone who you wanted to fight, both in a duel or hand to hand combat. Hermione, whose research has given them hope to survive, stood beside Ron.
They had dated for almost a year before deciding they were better off as friends. Ron ended up marrying Parvati Patil, their fellow Gryffindor, a year later. She was killed by a gun wielding Muggle gangsters two months ago. Ron had been devastated. She had been pregnant with their first child too. Her twin, Padma had also been killed in that attack. They had taken out seven of the gangsters before they were killed. Hermione had decided to focus on her work in the Department of Mysteries for the five years since the break up. Which was fortunate, really.
Beside Ron stood his remaining siblings. His brother, George, and his sister, Ginny. George hadn't been the same since Fred had died at the Battle of Hogwarts, and had struggled with alcoholism afterwards. But when the war broke out, he had snapped out of it and had been a huge help in keeping them all alive. His inventions had saved their lives several times over the past three years.
Ginny and Harry hadn't gotten back together after the war, as Harry was still dealing with the aftermath of the war and the realization that he could not get rid of the Deathly Hallows. Which turned out to be a wise move, as it turned out the stories were true. He was the Immortal Master of Death. They remaining good friends despite this, although they both wondered what could have been. Ginny was one of the best duelers they had, only Harry could beat her. And as she pointed out, he had the Elder Wand and was the Master of Death, so he didn't count.
Beside Ginny was the remaining members of the DA. Neville Longbottom, his wife Hannah Abbott, Luna Lovegood, her husband Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan, Susan Bones, and the surprising addition to their group, Daphne Greengrass. She had been neutral during the war, and had been a huge asset, using her cunning to stay one step ahead of the witch-hunting Muggles.
Draco Malfoy had idiotically broken the Statute of Secrecy trying to stop the war by taking over the world governments by use of the Imperius Curse with the help of some fellow Purebloods. They had been caught, exposed, interrogated and killed. Their actions caused for the near extinction of the Wizarding World, as Putin blamed wizards for the start of the war.
As a result, the Muggles had stopped fighting each other and had gone after the Wizarding world. The goblins were currently keeping them occupied, as they were extremely clever and were experts in the art of warfare. But they would be all but destroyed soon, it was only a matter of time thanks to Muggle technology.
Harry had the foresight to remove the vast fortunes he had been left by his parents and godfather. Combined with the fortunes of the Houses of Bones, Longbottom, and Greengrass, they had enough money to last for multiple generations wherever they ended up.
The goblins had refused Harry's offer to escape, they didn't trust wizards and preferred to continue fighting. Combined with the discovery of the Sorcerer's Stone that a surprisingly alive Nicholas Flamel had given them, they would never need money. He has yet to share that with his friends, as Flamel had given it to him just the week before. He wondered if he would be able to have a relationship now.
He had become really close with Daphne over the last couple of years. They both knew that they were both in love with each other, but Harry hadn't allowed anything to happen because of the war and the Deathly Hallows.
"So, I guess this is it," Harry said as he turned to face his friends. "You guys ready to leave this world for the unknown?" There was a chorus of affirmative answers from his eleven remaining friends at this statement. They were all tired of the ward and painful memories this world had to offer. " Alright then, I'll see you all on the other side." And with that, he took the hand of his godson, and stepped through the veil.
When Harry and Teddy stepped out of the veil, he immediately registered two things. One, the world they had arrived on was heavily forested and cold. Two, they had stumbled into the middle of a battle. Harry quickly put up privacy and notice-me-not wards so they wouldn't be seen or heard.
"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed as he walked out of the veil. Hermione slapped him on the shoulder. " Language Ronald!" she said, predictably in Harry's opinion. "This time, I think my dear brother has an excuse for swearing," Ginny said as she appeared with George and Seamus. Harry thought Ginny had a rather valid point in his estimation.
Armored men wielding guns that fired beams of light at what Harry guessed was the native species, giant 8-10 foot tall hairy humanoid creatures. But that had nothing on the dark cloaked warriors wielding swords of light against robed men that reminded Harry of the monks that he had met in his travels after the battle of Hogwarts.
They too wielded swords of light, but seemed to be losing. There was only two monks left standing against five dark cloaks. Though the last of the armored men had just had his arms torn off by the hairy giants, Harry could tell they wouldn't stand a chance against the dark cloaks.
The two monks stood back to back. One was a being that reminded Harry of a satyr from Greek mythology, with blond hair and a determined expression on his face. The second monk Harry suddenly realized he knew. The dark hair and the stubborn expression was recognizable even after eight years. It was his godfather, Sirius Black.