Title: Across the Stars

Beta: Kamerreon

Rating: M

Pairing: Harry/Spock/Kirk

Warnings: Crossover: (Harry Potter/Star Trek), time-travel, threesome, slash, cursing, and sex.

Summary: Harry didn't expect to be given a second chance. This time, he embraces it. Gift for Lady Bounty during the Secret Santa Exchange.

Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter or Star Trek.

Author Note: Hello everyone! This story was written using the alternate timeline for Star Trek (the Movie version rather than the TV version). I hope you all enjoy it, as this is the new version which has been edited after it was first published at Christmas. Please don't flame and I always welcome reviews :)

Chapter 1

Silence. No noise was made in the rectangular room which had dark, imposing pillars of stone carving a path to the depths below. A lone figure slowly made his way towards the object in the centre of the room; light emanated from his every footstep before being swallowed up by the everlasting darkness of the surrounding room.

The man eventually stopped, his hand resting on the object as his eyes closed in resignation and defeat. The veil fluttered despite there not being any wind, and voices resonated out despite there being no people within the room. A tear trickled down the cheek of the man as he opened his shining eyes to look at the veil. The light flickered within the hall, illuminating his emerald green eyes and the lightning bolt on his forehead.

"Is it time?" He whispered, which echoed around the empty room as he stood up straight and wiped away the tears from his cheeks. Harry stepped towards the veil before stopping after hearing footsteps approaching from behind. Harry spun around to see a crowd of people standing behind him, wearing a myriad of emotions on their faces.

"Harry!" shouted Remus Lupin, a panicked look on his face as he saw Harry, no, his cub, about to go into the veil, the same way that he had lost another member of his pack. He cast a barrier so that none of the other Order members or Ministry workers could interfere with them. "Come back, Harry, we can work through this," he pleaded.

"No," replied Harry, the tears pricking behind his eyes. "No, we can't get through this. I can't stand this any longer – it's driving me insane! I can't go outside for fear of being mobbed, I am constantly being talked about... this is not the life I want to lead." Harry looked towards Remus, his eyes softening as he looked at the one person who had been constant throughout the hectic years of war, the last link that he had to his parents. Although, Remus was more than a link to Harry, he had developed into one of the few people that Harry could actually trust and love as a father-figure.

"We – we can change that," stammered Remus, the wolf within him stirring as he felt the last member of his pack starting to leave him, leave him alone in the world. "No, you can't go. I… we… need you. You are the only one left."

Harry stared at Remus, wishing that it were not true. "It was my fault, Remus. Mum, Dad, Sirius, they were all my fault. They were only targeted because of that stupid prophecy. Well, I did my duty! I killed Voldemort and declared myself as Grey. I can never go back to the Light. I don't belong there anymore – they want to experiment on me. There hasn't been a truly Grey wizard in over two hundred years! I am never alone; please let me do this, let me have my peace. Let me go, Remus." Harry's voice started to fade out as he dissolved into a flood of tears, which caused Remus to stride forward and grab Harry into a hug as Harry broke down before him.

After a few minutes, the sobbing subsided, and Remus kissed Harry's head, holding him close, rocking him side to side. Remus' mind was in turmoil as he realised what was going to happen, and in the back of his mind all he wanted was the happiness of his pack, even if it cost him his own personal happiness.

Remus took a deep breath and gently held Harry's cheek up, green eyes meeting amber. "Okay, cub, as long as you're sure this is what you want," he said as he looked deeply into Harry's eyes. Harry nodded, so Remus kissed his forehead once before letting him go and stood back. "Live long and prosper, cub."

"Thank you, Remus, for everything. Get the goblins to read my will, please. Look after yourself. I love you," said Harry before moving towards the veil again. Harry took his wand into one hand, and pressed a hand to the side of the veil. "I'm ready."

A voice seemed to echo around the cavernous room, but in reality, it was all inside Harry's head. The voice was imposing yet gentle, warm yet cold, loud yet soft. "What have you wished for, little one?"

Harry took a deep breath, inhaled and exhaled, before replying, "You have called for me for so long. I've heard you in my thoughts and dreams ever since I was little. I will give myself to you, as you have wished, in return…" Harry trailed off, composing himself, "in return for a cure for lycanthropy for werewolves around the world."

Harry heard a gasp from behind him, but ignored it as the voice spoke in his head again, saying one single word that sealed his fate, "Agreed."

Harry turned around to look at Remus, who had tears streaming down his cheeks, his amber eyes shone with sadness. Harry raised his right hand and gave Remus a wave with a smile before turning back the veil, which was fluttering innocently. Harry took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stepped into the abyss known as the veil.

Remus fell to his knees in pain, as he felt the last member of his pack disappear from his mind. Remus knew that he had been losing his cub after the death of Voldemort, well from the death of Sirius if Remus was being truthful. But now he was gone, and had left Remus all alone. He collapsed to the ground in pain as he felt his body changing, feeling the wolf taming within him. More tears fell to the ground as he realised what Harry had given up for him. Harry had given up his own life to save Remus from his curse. Remus lay down on the floor and wept.


Harry felt like he was floating, at eternal peace. For the first time in his memory, Harry felt truly relaxed and safe. Then he felt something prick his mind, words trying to be formed, so he let down the barriers that he had set around his mind, a trick picked up from the war with Voldemort. "Hello, my child," the voice whispered.

"Who are you?" Harry spoke back mentally, wondering who was disturbing his rest.

"I am everything. I am the air you breathe and the blood in your veins. I am the magic that you see around you. I am the Creator of Worlds," replied the voice.

"What do you want with me? I did my duty, made my sacrifice. Do I not deserve peace?" Harry pleaded, trying not to focus on the memories.

"Of course you deserve it, my child. However, your destiny does not end here in the veil. You deserve the happiness that has been denied to you throughout your life," said the voice in a monotonous tone, which lacked expression.

"What? I thought this was my option: existence in the veil in return for the freedom of Remus. That was our deal," stated Harry, feeling confusion and dread in his gut.

"It is, my child. However, you deserve to be happy. If you agree to be sent to another world, you will have the happiness that you have long been denied. You will find love and friendship in abundance, as long as you follow one instruction. You can have your godfather back," said the voice, causing Harry to prick up in interest, as Sirius was always a touchy subject for him, the guilt still weighing him down.

"Sirius? I can go to him?" Harry asked, mentally cursing his voice for rising a few octaves. "You sent him to another world when he… fell? What is the catch? Nothing is ever given to me for free; everyone always want me to do something," Harry said, defeat cropping into his tone of voice.

"There is no 'catch'. I will allow you to retain your Grey powers, and no one will know who you are. You can be with your beloved godfather for the rest of your lifetime. However, I will give you a piece of advice: join Starfleet. You would do well in it. Have fun, my child," said the voice, and Harry felt a jolt as he fell backwards, through the abyss towards the light.