Another story, because I lost reviews for my other two, and found myself a bit depressed. Rather then quit them, I'm starting another story. It keeps me happy, I guess you could say.

Summary – Harry Potter is a thief, and a good one. But when he steals a person, he ends up the most wanted man in the universe, with a bunch of society's rejects as his only help on his crazy adventure. Sci-fi, AU, futuristic, slash, HPSB SSNL SFDT RWVC RBRL DMBZ Co-written by Lady Devonna

This is my official AU story. (You can't prove my GHF story is AU!) I always liked the alternate universe thing, and figured I'd give it a try, and pair off a bunch of people that would never fit in a normal HP setting, but I think are ridiculously cute together. I've only ever seen past settings for AU, so I decided to try future! It's not Snarry, but Harry and Severus are the main characters. Oh, and I'll try not to get to OOC, but, it happens with the whole AU thing…

Enjoy!

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Chapter OneEasy Pickings

Stupidity. It was a wonderful thing for Harry Potter. The only thing that kept him alive, in fact. He wasn't stupid himself. A little reckless at times, but not stupid. What kept him alive was the stupidity of others. If people suddenly all got smart, he'd have to get another job, because you can't steal from smart people. It just didn't work.

Harry smirked to himself as his tiny spacecraft connected with the one over four times its size. He had almost given up hope for his survival after being forced to abandon his ship into the tiny craft, with barely a weeks worth of food, and a broken mapping system. He had millions of dollars worth of diamonds around his neck, and nowhere to trade them for food or a new system in the empty wasteland of space around him.

And just as he was preparing a note for who ever might find him someday, a ship came into view. A ship he had seen on the news a month ago while standing in town square, looking at the giant semi-see through screen above his head. It was said to be carrying a most wonderful and expensive, but very top-secret item. And the fools put it on the news!

So now he could not only get a much-needed shower and meal, he could take off with their mapping system and whatever it was this giant ship was holding in the process.

Harry slinked silently in the dark room as the doors leading from the docking area opened. Years ago he had gotten surgery on his eyes to adjust like a cats to darkness, and he could see just fine in it. He slowly stepped through the ship, silent only the way a well trained thief could be.

Harry stopped in front of a doorway connecting to the main room and grinned widely. Before him rows and rows of sleeping crew men lay. Not only had they broadcasted their prize to the world, they had also all gone into hyper sleep for the trip! This was too easy.

Harry first went to the controls and pulled some wire from his belt, connecting it to a small plug. There was a spark and the holder for the mapping system chip opened. Harry took it and put it in a pouch on his belt. He then went to the kitchens and took a couple bags of dehydrated food. After installing the chip into his ship and putting the food away he returned to the main room.

Harry stopped in the middle of the room, deciding it was time to go search out his shower. The lights suddenly flew on before he took two steps. Harry immediately jumped onto the ceiling with break neck speed, clinging to it with the help of his special suit.

There were soft clicks as an android walked into the room, surveying it closely, his vision first going down, then started to come up. Harry only had a split second to attack first, and he took it. The machine was to slowly, and a kick from his foot had his head smashed to bits against the wall.

Immediately it began to repair itself, but Harry wasn't wasting time. He quickly tore open its chest, ignoring the simulation skin and blood. He wiggled his fingers slightly and tiny sharp knifes protruded from his fingertips, and he cut the robot's chest plate open. That finished he tore at the sensitive wires until he found the chip inside that he needed. He grabbed it and crushed it in his hand and the android immediately stopped repairing, and was still.

Harry pulled out his hand and removed the melting glove, then examined his brunt fingers. It was better then being dead, at least. He slowly stood, checking on the sleeping people once more before flipping the lights off and headed towards the bathroom.

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Harry sighed in contentment as he stepped into the shower. His messy hair finally free flowed down his back. He rarely found time the cut it, as it was always bunched up inside the suit, away from his attention. It was wild, going every which direction, but while it was long he could at least hold it back with a tie.

He began to wash his body, careful not to set off anything on his belt. There were two things he wore always, even in the shower. A waterproof and fireproof bag around his neck where he kept the things he stole, and his belt, which held everything he used to steal, and defend himself.

Harry frowned as he leaned back against the shower walls, away from the warm water, thinking to himself. He liked stealing. Not like his father. James had been forced into his theif job to pay off a debt, but when he and Harry's mother, Lily, died when Harry was a baby, the debt was passed on to his son. So Harry was trained from an infant to be a thief.

What he didn't like was the fact that he had to give up what he took. His jewels and gold and microchips with secret information were ripped from his hands by his greedy boss, Vernon, with no thanks in return.

Oh how proud his parents would be.

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While Harry was busy in the shower, he was unaware of the people slowly coming awake from their hibernation. A silent alarm went off with the android's was deactivation, and the people were slowly brought back to awareness.

A scout was quickly sent to look around once everyone had gathered his or her bearings. The scout returned, saying that there was someone in the shower, and there was a foreign ship on board. The captain and his crew quickly loaded themselves with weapons and crept towards the bathroom, surrounding it. With a nod of the captain's head the second in command pushed the button by the door to open it. The crew got a small glimpse of a naked body disappearing into the air vents above. No one fired. The person moved far to fast and it would be a waste of ammunition.

Instead the captain ordered a search of the bathroom, while the engineer began to work out a way to get the person out of the vents.

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Harry dropped down into a dark room on the other side of the ship, his heart racing. He had not gotten such a fright in a long time. He surveyed the room he had landed in slowly, and found only a medium sized metal box in the room. The room itself was rather large, and had no windows or equipment. Just a box off to the side. How strange these people were, to get a ship that had too much room. What a waste of fuel.

He slowly walked over to the box, intent on sitting on it while he contemplated his situation. He stopped before it and realized the box was carefully sealed. Strange that someone went through all the trouble, then abandoned it here.

Getting curious Harry brought out a few tools from his belt and began to work on opening it, using lasers and sharp knifes to pry off the top. He slowly pulled the lid off and peered inside the box to see…

Nothing. It was totally empty. Harry sighed; feeling a little dejected, and slowly sank to the floor, leaning up against the box. Damn it.

He stroked the edge of the box gently, thinking about what to do now. His fingers slowly slid over the cool metal, as he formed a plan in his mind. He turned a corner of the box, his fingers hesitating a moment before going on. It would be a simple matter of getting to his ship. Not to complicated. His hand turned another corner. How was he going to do that if the crew was awake? There had to be nearly fifty of them! He let out a whimper of dejection and let his hand fall into the box.

The box was not empty. His hand came in contact with a gooey substance and Harry quickly pulled his hand back, disgusted.

He examined his hand, checking for poison, was surprised to find his burns had been healed. He looked in the box again and saw that the goo was now turning black, and simmering. Harry walked a few paces away, worried that it might explode, and slowly something began to rise from the box. Harry stared in shock as it began to take form, developing arms, a torso, a head. The lines slowly smoothed and before Harry stood a naked man.

The large nosed, dark haired man peered down at Harry with equally dark eyes and then suddenly smirked.

"Hello." The man said and Harry staggered backwards, his mouth open wide with shock.

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"What if he finds the room with…it." A crew member whispered to another as they walked down a lone hall way.

"You know what Dumbldore told the captain. He said not to stop anyone who stole it." The other replied. "We'll just have to stand aside if he finds it." The other replied even more quietly, glancing over his shoulder.

"Yes, but I don't understand that old man's orders. Why I we giving up something that He wants? Won't we all be in trouble?"

"He's scared of Dumbldore, remember? We don't have to worry, He won't do anything to us. It's that guy that has to worry if He finds out he took it."

The other man simply nodded, but his face still looked worried.

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"M-m-monster!" Harry hissed. "What kind of alien are you?" He was still backing away, getting closer and closer to the vent, and his safety.

"I am not an alien." The man said.

"An android, then?" His voice was low like one, so perhaps he was new…creepy…technology. The thief began to calm down when the man made no move to attack. Harry eyed the man up and down, a smirk forming on his lips when he got a look at his anatomy. Someone made this one with sex on the brain.

Harry shook his head the clear it. Well if this guy was new technology, he would be worth a fortune. "You're coming with me." He informed the man, who nodded in acceptance and stepped out of the box. "But first, we need to get some clothes. I can only imagine landing on Mars butt ass naked." He'd get arrested on the spot.

"Come on." Harry said when the man said nothing. Awful quite, even for an android. He turned and led the man over to the vent. He jumped up, and was pleased when the android matched his silent speed perfectly.

He worked his way around the vents until he found the laundry room and dropped down. Once again the man was just as silent as he was. Harry turned to face him.

"Where'd you learn how to be so stealthy?" He whispered. Robots were heavy, uncoordinated things usually.

"From you." The man replied and Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Indeed." Harry said sarcastically.

"Indeed." The man replied, matching his sarcasm. Harry smirked, and the man smirked back.

It was learning from Harry! He couldn't be very old, then. Maybe he was on his way to be taught.

Harry turned and went about finding clothes. It was hard considering how tall yet skinny the android was, but eventually he found something suitable and handed it over. Harry was glad he knew how to dress himself at least. Harry picked out a considerably smaller outfit for himself.

When he had finished Harry decided it was best not to get back in the vents. He had no idea where he was on the ship, and even dressed in the uniform, they'd probably easily be spotted as Harry was to small to be on a ship crew, and people would surely know what their special android looked like.

Harry shuffled towards the door, feeling awkward in the uniform, when he stopped short and turned to face the man. He hadn't yet learned his name, had he?

"What are you called?" Harry asked, tilting his head to the side.

The robot started to list a bunch of numbers and letter, but Harry shook his head.

"No, that won't do. I failed algebra; I'll never remember that. How about you think out a name for yourself?" He said and the android frowned but nodded.

"I will try." He said and Harry shrugged before turning and leading him out of the room. They passed a couple crewmen and one woman, who looked at them strangely, but Harry was surprised and pleased no one stopped them. It only took half an hour to locate the main room, which was mercifully empty.

Harry crept silently into the room and towards the bathroom. His suit was gone, just as he had figured.

He turned around only to come face to face with the captain, who held his suit in one hand and a gun in the other.

"Oh, I've got you now." The man said with a vicious grin. Harry's eyes widened. The man's teeth and nails were unnatural. He was an alien, and from the wolf planet by the looks of it. They must have really been crazy to have this man as the captain. The man raised his gun and Harry tensed up, ready to dodge, when something unexpected happened.

Harry watched as the man's face screwed up in pain and he let out an agonizing scream. He fell to his knees and Harry saw a sharp piece of metal sticking out of his back. Harry looked up at the android, who was smirking. Part of a metal railing was missing next to him, and Harry realized that the missing piece was sticking in the aliens back.

Harry heard a shout from a hallway near by and snatched his suit and the gun from the wolf man's hands before jumping over him and running out of the room, the robot at his heels.

He jumped and rolled across his small spacecraft and landed on the left side. He glared at the robot that did the same, nearly leaving a crack in his glass.

"Go on the other side and get in, you idiot!" He roared at it, opening the doors and hopping in. The android did as told and Harry quickly turned the ship on. The giant door leading to space flew open and the doors to the rest of the bigger ship closed, while Harry's space craft doors sealed themselves tightly, ready for space travel. Harry shot off into the dark space.

Harry used his finger on the see through screen before him to map a route to Mars before collapsing backwards in his seat with a sigh.

He looked over at the robot, who was eyeing the ship curiously. Harry had decorated it just for his needs, and was rather proud of it. The seats, rather then being two separate ones were fused together like a couch. Behind them was a rack that held tiny porno disks, a microwave oven, a container for dehydrated food, a rehydrator, and a small wardrobe. The floor was littered with trash and clothes.

"So have you decided on a name?" He asked the robot who glanced over at him and nodded.

"I was modeled after a man. My maker, Minerva, worked with him before he died. His name was Severus Snape. I will be called that."

Harry nodded. He was slightly surprised the android was made to someone's likeness. At least it was a dead man. He looked over the tall, dark man then grinned.

"Well, Severus, you want to fuck?" He asked and the android looked at him blankly.

"What is 'fuck'?" He asked and Harry snorted.

"Never mind. I'm not going to be responsible for explaining that." Harry shook his head, Let the big guy be innocent for a while.

"No, I wish to know all I can." Severus insisted and Harry sighed. He leaned towards his disks and picked one out, putting it into his computer. The screen changed into two halves. One showing the mapped course, and the other showing the porn.

Severus watched in fascination as two men moved against one another eagerly. Harry, who had seen it ten times over, went to make himself some much needed food.

Severus watched as a bright eyed, smaller man was screwed up his bum by a larger man. The larger man grunted, and white stuff spewed. The smaller man begged for more, and the bigger one was soon replaced by another, while the first one went around to put his penis in the small ones mouth.

Severus turned to Harry, who was eyeing a dot on the screen that had come into range on the map while stuffing noodles into his mouth with a fork.

"I think I wish to try this 'fuck'." He informed Harry who glanced at him.

"It's not called that. Well it is, but that's not the official name. It's called sex. There's different kinds. Anal sex, which is that" – Harry pointed to the screen – "Or oral sex" – once again he pointed to the screen – "And then there's vaginal sex, which is with a girl. And all sorts of other things." Severus was nodded eagerly to the information, and Harry suddenly wondered if this was how it felt to tell a child about sex for the first time. "You really want to do me?" He asked, looking at the map again. The dot had veered away from them. Severus nodded.

"Okay, come here, then." Harry said, setting his food aside and pulled his shirt off as Severus crawled towards him.

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