Dedication

This lovely little piece of fan fiction is dedicated to the memory of avalon64, our partner in crime to wreak havoc upon Except that she hasn't died, so it's not to her memory…

Disclaimer

I own nothing that belongs to JK Rowling…which includes everything Harry Potter. And what is not hers I still don't own because it partially belongs to my partner in crime, E.A. Hopkins, who helped create this.

Explination

This was written as a gift for "avalon64's" birthday. She received a preview of this fic a few months back. It is painfully short in that it is kind of written like a children's book, but if I keep waiting around in order to find enough time to expand on it, it will never get posted. Said fic is a cross between Harry Potter and Star Wars, having characters, settings, and ideas from the first, and a plot following that of the latter. It has, thus, been entitled "James Potter and the New Hope" in that it follows the adventures of a young boy by the name of James Potter. Following the completion of this fic, another will be posted, by the great E.A. Hopkins. This fic will be a prequel to "James Potter and the New Hope" in that it will discuss the events between Harry Potter's leaving Hogwarts and James Potter's birth. Now, read and review.

James Potter and the New Hope

Our story begins in those terrifyingly dark days when the Dark Empire was at large in the wizarding world. For nearly two decades, Lord Voldemort had been dispersing his oppression amongst the wizards and witches of much of Europe and Asia. Only a few ministers had managed to prevent the overtake of their countries, the most notable of which was the ministry of Bulgaria.

Thus, our story begins with a Bulgarian Princess by the name of Idina, who's mission on that particular day was to lead an army of her countrymen into the Empire's palace at Kent. Unfortunately for the princess, Sir Prajottham, one of the most powerful dark wizards in the Empire, was staying at the palace when the Bulgarians arrived, and was not without military backup. The princess was quickly captured by the Death Eaters that had been assembled, and was taken down to the palace's dungeon to await transport to Azkaban Prison.

The palace dungeon was located in the basement of the building, adjacent to the kitchens, so while Idina was in her cell, she could hear the hustle and bustle of house elves making a large meal behind the swinging metal doors at the back of the room. After an hour or so of hoping that someone would come through the doors, Idina's prayers were answered when two very elderly elves began to pass through the room.

"Excuse me." She called out to them, "Do you work here?"

"I do miss," said the larger elf. "But Winky here does not. She is free!"

The smaller elf let out a tiny whimper at her companion's last remark, which was followed by an even tinier hiccup. Idina knelt down at the bars of her cell so that she was level with the petite elf's face. "Hello Winky." She whispered, "Would you be a dear and do me a favor?" The elf looked up at Idina, a look of utter awe on her face. She appeared unable to speak, and managed only the slightest nod. "Alright." The princess continued, "Go to the street called Grimmauld Place in London. Stand in the street and whistle three times. A man called Remus Lupin will come and welcome you into his house. Accept his invitation, and give him this letter."

As soon as Idina's letter had been grasped by the little elf, Winky snapped to attention and disapperated. Caught off guard, the princess looked up at the other elf, who simply stood staring at her, eyes large as hubcaps. "You can go too if you wish." She said kindly.

The elf continued to stare. "Is you…" he began, but his thought was interrupted by the sudden entrance of two large Death Eaters who had come to collect the princess. As she was dragged off, Idina mouthed the words "Thank you", giving the elf, Dobby, his cue to disapperate.