Author's Note #1: This first chapter is now fully up and ready to view. Enjoy!

Author's Note #2: This fanfiction installment will be a set of multiple stories rolled into one, with it centering primarily on Harry's first few terms at Hogwarts: years 1-4. Also, like the previous fanfiction story, this crossover (as well as the next one, which will hopefully balance out Harry's remaining terms at Hogwarts: years 5-7, with an even amount of Star Wars fanfiction) is going to be a major Alternate Universe (AU) retelling of the Harry Potter series.

Chapter 1

The Mysterious Letter

Year 1 - Jedi Temple - Coruscant

As the whole of the Jedi Temple was deafly silent in the very late hours, a restless Hescand Starrgazer tossed and turned from side to side on his sleeping pallet inside his chambers, as he was unable to get virtually any amount of needed shuteye.

It had been ruffly a few months since his escape from within the Grid, and reintegrating himself back into the Jedi Order hadn't come easy. Adding to that was the quite recently devastating and tragic news of Qui-Gon Jinn's mysterious death, as well as the taking of his newest Padawan Learner, Anakin Skywalker, under the wing of his former pupil, Obi-Wan Kenobi, who had himself been a full-fledged Jedi Knight for sometime now in order to complete Skywalker's training to Knighthood in Jinn's place. And it was a bit difficult for Starrgazer to fully come to terms with the incident, resulting in him unable to gain relatively little to any amount of sleep for the past week or so. And whenever he did try to sleep, his mind always kept replaying the events that he had experienced while he was stuck inside the confines of the Grid for some unknown reason, which had lasted for little more than an entire decade. Yet although in Hes' mind, those ten years of imprisonment within cyberspace felt a whole lot more like ten lifetimes.

~~ FLASHBACK ~~

Josh glanced over at the white-haired woman as she and all three of the other women present in the black and grey room stepped into each of their own sarcophagi-like compartments, one along each corner of the walls from where they had previously emerged, after they had finished outfitting him in a full black bodysuit and strange-looking body gear, which included some kind of circular disc that was affixed onto his back armor plate.

"How do I win the game? What is the main objective here?" he asked bluntly.

The woman smiled. "To survive," she answered him. As she stepped into the compartment, the lid closed shut and slid back into place on the wall.

As Josh turned back to look in front of him, two very large doors slowly opened up and a blinding light instantly shown through the crack, prompting the young boy to step forward.

Discs were being hurled back and forward at lightning-quick speeds across the transparently enclosed space as Josh dodged, ducked, dipped, cartwheeled, flipped, and somersaulted both over, under, and around his opponent's disc as he in turn tossed his own disc multiple times at the other, repeating this 'dance' over and over again with each new combatant that he faced. He also deflected the attacks by using his own disc like a shield of sorts from time to time, while his opponents in turn did just the same.

The room lit up in pure white as Josh stepped off the elevating platform into what appeared to be a huge living space. As the black-haired woman next to him walked forward, she gradually approached a man with dark greyish hair who was sitting with his legs underneath him, motionless as a statue. Whispering something to him that Josh couldn't quite hear, the man steadily rose to his feet, before turning around to face the boy directly.

"Who are you?" he asked curiously.

Josh remained silent for a moment or two before he spoke. "Josh. Joshua Varner," he replied. "Are you- Are you Kevin Flynn?"

The man nodded firmly at his question. "I am. But…how did you get here? Where are you from?"

Upon hearing this, Varner exhaled an apprehensive sigh of doubt, looking most unsure of himself and just how to exactly go about explaining things to both persons standing before him. When in all reality, it was still rather unclear as to how or why he came to be inside this place at all. Or even for what purpose, for that matter.

"Ahhh, well…," the boy started to enunciate, before cutting himself short, not knowing exactly what to say next, leaving his mouth ajar.

Both of the individuals merely stood staring at him for a short while, waiting patiently for the boy to speak, who just remained still and silent. Until finally, the man cocked his head ever so slightly to his right with one eyebrow raised in curious anticipation of what Josh was going to either say or do next.

Josh slowly closed his mouth as he promptly exhaled a heavy sigh. "It's a really, REALLY…long story," he asserted at last.

Over the next several years, or cycles as Flynn commonly referred to them as, Josh trained long and hard under him in the very deadly art of both disc-style combat and swordsmanship (thereby wielding a light sword that was spawned using a multi-tool simply known as a baton which was capable of producing a variety of usable objects), as well as learning both computer science and hacking skills, and numerous other technology-related crafts as well. Flynn also told Varner everything there was to know about the Grid and the rogue administrative control program known as CLU, both of which were created by Kevin Flynn himself less than a decade earlier.

Varner in turn gradually told Kevin Flynn everything about what had happened to him over the course of the first few weeks, including the fact that he quite randomly and unexpectedly received a short message on his "phone" which turned out to be both Flynn's full name and number, as well as both a location and time of when and where to meet.

He also explained what the Force was and how it was utilized, everything about the Jedi Order and what they do, everything about the Galactic Republic and the Senate, as well as the galaxy at large, about himself and how he gained his superpowers, and much more.

The boy had at one point in time hoped to try and escape the Grid and leave the system during the first days of his otherwise lengthy stay, but his hopes of doing so were soon dashed when he saw the Portal, which was essentially a gateway between the system and the real world, close itself in the distance right before his own two eyes, effectively trapping him inside the Grid along with Flynn for all of eternity, as Flynn explained to Josh that the Portal used enormous amounts of power to remain open, which couldn't last for very long. And when Josh suggested that they try and reopen the Portal, and that he possessed the ability to manipulate energy, thereby capable of generating enough power to keep the Portal open indefinitely, Flynn told him that the Portal could only be opened from outside the system in the real world.

Flynn had also surmised that the message that was sent to Josh, had if fact come from CLU himself, and that he had initially meant it for someone else entirely. But somehow, Josh had inadvertently received it by mistake.

As time passed, Josh slowly but surely started to accept that he was NEVER going to get out of that place. Until one fateful night, all of that changed.

While out on routine patrol, Flynn's confidante and apprentice, Quorra, whom Josh had accompanied back to Kevin Flynn's hideout after the two of them had met and she in turn helped the young boy to escape the Game Grid, was nearing the location known as the Sea of Simulation. All of a sudden, the Portal which provided the only means of escape from the Grid, mysteriously opened-up seemingly all by itself. Seeing this happen almost directly in front of her line of sight, Quorra immediately raced back to notify Flynn of what had just now occurred.

Racing through the streets in a light cycle, Josh made his way to the "End of Line" club, hoping to meet with someone called Zuse, whom Quorra had mentioned could provide him with the means of getting to the Portal, even though it wasn't going to be at all easy nor that simple. Yet, before he departed for the club's location, Varner insisted that Flynn come along with him so that he might be able to return home to his family, of which the elder man refused.

"I don't understand. Why aren't you taking this chance to go home?" asked Josh.

Flynn sighed heavily. "Because life has a way of moving you past things such as hopes and dreams, kid," he voiced firmly. "Too much time has gone by for me. The life I once had? That's gone now."

Josh nodded his head understandably, but was greatly disappointed that his mentor was unwilling to leave the system and return to his family. He then shook Flynn's hand and the two men hugged each other goodbye for the last time.

As Josh flew through the blackened skies on his light jet, he suddenly noticed a bunch of red glowing ships behind him that were approaching his position fast. He gunned the jet's engines to full throttle, and used the Force to propel the craft even further beyond it's capabilities.

Raising both of his arms high above his head, Varner released the Master Disc, of which he had copied from Flynn's original with his permission, into the gateway and a few short moments later a blinding flash of white light erupted in front of the young man's eyes.

~~ FLASHBACK ENDS ~~

Snapping his eyes wide-open, Hes bolted upright into a sitting position on his sleeping pallet. His heart was racing fast and he was breathing rather heavily. Upon taking in his immediate surroundings within the darkness, the young man closed his eyes and began to steady himself, breathing in and out deeply as well as slowly in order to bring his heart-rate down to normal, while at the same time using a meditation technique to clear his head. Shortly afterwards, Hes slowly rose to his feet and walked out of his chambers.

The large hallways and corridors that made-up the numerous sleeping chambers on multiple levels of the Temple were dimly lit, softly illuminating the way towards Grandmaster Yoda's private chambers as the young Jedi went directly there. And as he rounded a corner, Hes abruptly noticed a little boy who was just coming out of his own chambers, looking mildly distressed. Casually approaching the child, Starrgazer looked down at him as the small boy glanced up in return; a lightning-shaped scar clearly visible above his right eyebrow.

"Harry? Are you all right?" asked Hes concerned.

Harry Potter softly shook his head in response as he blinked. The young Jedi could sense just what it was that bothered him. Slowly crouching down on one knee to be nearly at eye-level with the boy, Hes gently rested a compassionate hand on his shoulder. He nodded to himself as he looked down for a brief instant, before raising his gaze to meet Harry's again.

"It's that same dream again, huh?" he surmised gently, prompting Harry to nod his head in response.

Hes sighed and rose to his feet once more. "Well, I was just about to go and see Master Yoda. You can come along if you want," he offered generously.

Upon hearing this, Harry glanced up at him with a big smile on his face. And as Starrgazer took the little boy's hand into his own, the two of them made their way directly to the Grandmaster's private chambers.

Early the next morning, as young Potter was getting ready for the first lessons of the day with Master Yoda and a handful of other pupils, he could sense something, or rather someone, familiar through the Force who was steadily approaching the Jedi Temple. Smiling cheerfully to himself, Harry quickly finished-up with what he was doing and immediately exited his chambers, zipping rather insanely fast through the many halls and corridors using Force Speed until he reached the Temple's entrance.

As the entrance doors slowly opened-up, a tall man with long wavy black hair and a short black beard and mustache, stepped through the doorway into the Temple. He wore a tunic and hooded robes that were of a slightly different style, design, and color than those of commonly traditional Jedi robes, which made him stand out from all the rest of the other Jedi there.

Harry smiled quite happily as the man removed his hood and smiled back down at him in turn.

"Sirius!" exclaimed Harry as he ran to and firmly embraced his godfather, wrapping his arms as tightly as he could around the man's waist.

Black put his strong arms around the little boy, hugging him back. "Hey, Harry! It's good to see you. But, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at your lessons by now?"

Harry pulled away from Sirius and nodded. "Yeah, I know. I was just coming over here to see you," he expressed. "I've missed you a lot, Sirius."

Sirius nodded understandably so. "All right, well you'd better get going," he advised. "You wouldn't want to get into any trouble with Master Yoda now, would you?"

The little boy shook his head "no" and waved goodbye to his godfather as he turned around and promptly raced off to where his first session was to take place.

A short time later, while outside in the training ground as he was sparing with other students in lightsaber combat training, Harry very suddenly began to sense something coming toward the grounds from high up above them in the atmosphere. Looking skyward, he caught a glimpse of a small white winged creature that appeared to be flying around in frantic circles. The poor thing was obviously quite rather disoriented and confused out of it's small mind, all from what Harry was able to observe and discern was happening.

All of a sudden, a speeder flew past the Jedi Temple directly overhead of the training ground, very nearly colliding with and almost injuring the small winged animal in midair. But the creature successfully managed to avoid getting hit by the vehicle just in the nick of time. Except in doing so, the rush of air that came from the speeder going by sent the little creature spiraling and then tumbling out of control, before Harry could clearly see that it was falling ever closer towards a giant uneti tree that was standing just off to one area of the training ground.

"Master Yoda, look!" shouted Harry to the little green Jedi Master who was standing just a few yards away. He pointed up at the small white creature that was falling dangerously close toward the uneti tree and was about to land hard onto it's branches within mere seconds.

Looking up at where Harry was pointing to, Yoda immediately reached out his hand and used the Force to very quickly halt the animal's rapid descent, before ever so slowly moving the small winged thing away from the tree and then gently lowering it safely to the ground.

Switching off their lightsabers, the students all gathered around the small winged animal, curious to see just what it was as they had never come across any of it's own species of bird before. Harry squatted down on his heels to get a closer look at the creature as it glanced around a bit nervously in turn at all of the students who were crowding over it.

"Guys, back up a little. I think you're scaring it," said Harry.

All of the other surrounding students gradually backed away as Potter had insisted, but only a very little so that they could still get a clear glimpse of the strange bird-like creature. And as the small winged animal began to slowly relax, trying to get it's bearings and familiarize itself with it's new surroundings, Harry noticed something that was white in color and rectangular-shaped firmly clasped in between it's beak.

Ever so gently and slowly reaching out with his right hand to gingerly take the object from the animal's beak, Harry very steadily and lightly stroked it's head with the palm of his free hand, which the little creature seemed to like. And after a few minutes of lightly petting it, Harry was just about to stand up straight and closely examine the object in his hand, when his godfather casually walked up to him and the other students, curious as to know what it was they were all looking at.

"Hey, Harry! What's going on?" inquired Sirius.

Potter immediately looked up at his godfather with a hint of confusion on his face. "Sirius, we saw this winged creature flying around in circles overhead a couple minutes ago before it almost got knocked out of the air by a passing speeder. Do you know what it is?"

Sirius looked down in absolute shock and surprise at the animal that was now softly nudging itself close to Harry, tenderly rubbing up against his knee, clearly wanting to be petted once more by the young lad.

"That's an owl. A- a snowy owl," answered Sirius, sounding rather bewildered and startled. "What ever would it be doing all the way out here?"

Harry shook his head. "Don't know. But it was apparently carrying this," he said, handing the object directly to his godfather.

Black immediately recognized the object that he was presently holding in his hand to be a small white envelope with only four words written on the front of it in big fancy lettering. He promptly handed the envelope to Harry; telling the little boy what it was and that it was addressed only to him.

Glancing down curiously at the front of the envelope, Harry proceeded to read the addressed writing out loud to everyone who was present.

'To Mr. H. Potter'

"Go on! Open it up, Harry!" exclaimed a young boy, Merl Kullat, who was standing close beside him. He was one of Harry's best friends, having red hair, blue eyes, and pale-looking skin.

Harry turned the envelope over and carefully pulled back the seal which secured the flap into place on the back of it. Then, lifting up the flap, he saw a neatly folded piece of paper inside, and upon removing it, unfolded the paper and immediately noticed a strange-looking symbol marked at it's top in the exact center.

"Well, what does it say, Harry?" asked Merl a bit impatiently.

"Alright, Merl, alright! Don't rush me!" Harry exclaimed in a slight tone of annoyance.

He then began to read the contents of the paper out-loud as everyone of the other students present carefully gathered around Potter, but not so much that it made him feel like they were crowding him.

'HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY'

'Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore'

'(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)'

'Dear Mr. Potter, wherever or whenever you are at this moment, we hope and pray that this letter finds it's way to you, and that you are safe and sound. Our thoughts and prayers, as well as those of each and every member of the entire magical community, have I truly believe at long last been answered these many long years that you are very much alive and well, if you have indeed just received and are now reading this letter. Furthermore, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.'

'Yours sincerely,'

'Minerva McGonagall'

'Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress'

As Harry finished reciting the letter aloud, many of the students present looked around at one another in total confusion. Hogwarts? Magical community? None of what they had just heard made virtually any sense to them whatsoever. Who was this "Albus Dumbledore" anyways? As well as whoever "Minerva McGonagall" was for that matter. This was all rather very bemusing and quite strange to say the least.

The young Potter boy, however, was looking a bit perplexed for a very different reason altogether. What exactly did the writer of this mysterious 'letter' mean when saying "alive and well?" Surely he wasn't in any kind of eminent danger, was he? Harry had heard countless stories about both Hogwarts and the magical community over the years from Sirius, but almost nothing about being in any sort of danger, even though Black had told him about his parents, Lily and James, though virtually little about how they died; only that they died protecting him from someone who had wanted to see him dead, yet wouldn't say who or why. His mind was starting to swirl with questions about what certain contents of this 'letter' meant.

Slowly rising to his feet, Harry looked up at Sirius as he turned to face him, who in turn was smiling proudly down at the little boy after hearing what Harry had just now read in the letter concerning his acceptance into the school.

"Um, Sirius, am I in any danger?" Potter asked rather suddenly.

Black's expression immediately changed as he sighed under his breath. "No, Harry," he answered at once. "You're not in any danger, I can assure you. But it looks as though it's high time that I explained everything, of which I suppose I should have told you long ago beforehand."

Turning to face Master Yoda, Sirius requested that Harry be excused from his lessons early so that both he and his godson could go to Black's own chambers and talk in private concerning the acceptance letter that Potter had received from Hogwarts, to which the small green Jedi Master gladly gave his approval for them to do so, and as the two casually made their way toward Sirius' chambers, with the little white owl now resting on Harry's arm and the little boy's free-hand gently stroking it's feathers while Potter held it near to him, after Black showed him how to correctly handle such a small creature of that kind, Hes quite leisurely strode up to the both of them from where he had just come in another area of the Temple.

"Hey, Harry!" the young Jedi Knight exclaimed to the little boy, before turning his gaze on Black. "Hey, Sirius. What's up? Where are you both off to?"

Sirius exhaled a deep and heavy sigh under his breath. "We need to talk, Josh," he expressed strongly. "In private. Harry just received his acceptance letter from the Hogwarts School, and I think that it's now come time that we told him what he needs to know."

Upon hearing this, Hes exhaled under his breath also, before nodding fully in agreement. The three of them then casually made their way directly to Sirius' chambers, where Harry's godfather told him about the night that the Dark Lord known as Voldemort had come to the Potter's residence and had murdered both of his parents, Lily and James, before attempting and utterly failing to kill him as well.

"But, why did he try to kill me, Sirius?" asked Harry directly after Black had finished. "That's what I want to know. Why? What was his reason for wanting me dead?"

Sirius let out a long sigh of sheer uncertainty. "I don't rightly know if there was a personal reason for him wanting you dead, Harry? Yet I do know however that the main reason that he murdered your mother and father was because they were betrayed by a close friend of theirs."

"Who was it?" asked Hes a bit curiously.

Black turned his gaze towards the Jedi Knight; a fiery look in his eyes. "His name… was Peter Pettigrew."

Harry lowered his head sorrowfully, still a bit disappointed with not completely knowing the reason or reasons for Voldemort wanting him to be gone. He had never done anything to the Dark Lord to deserve this, so why was Voldemort totally bent on slaying him: a helpless infant, that he was back then?

Josh then began to tell Harry about the night that he found him laying in the middle of a deserted side-road, as well as the full circumstances surrounding how the little boy came to be rescued and eventually taken, along with how he encountered and then brought Sirius, back to Coruscant aboard the Naboo royal starship.

"Who was it that abandoned me?" Harry asked inquisitively.

Sirius looked down at his godson. "Your aunt and uncle, Harry. Petunia and Vernon Dursley. She was your mother's sister. And as I understand it, Petunia was rather quite jealous of her."

"She most certainly had to have been for the both of them to just simply abandon you for dead like that, kid," Josh mouthed softly, to the point of it almost being incoherent.

Harry simply just smiled as he glanced up at his godfather once more. "Well, if they hadn't abandoned me, then I won't be here right now with you, Sirius."

Black smiled down warmly at the little boy in return, and the two softly embraced each other, though rather carefully, so as not to injury the small white owl that was still perched on Harry's arm.

Sometime later, the three individuals then discussed how exactly Harry was going to go about attending the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on Earth, and more importantly, who would be the one to take him there, since Sirius was most likely still considered to be an escaped prisoner by the magical community's law enforcement division, not to mention the rest of the entire wizarding community of Britain, England at large also.

After a while, it was finally decided that Hes would be the one to take Harry to the school and they would both go to the Jedi Council to request an extended leave of absence for the two of them in order for Potter to not only attend Hogwarts, but also for Starrgazer to help the little boy continue with his Jedi training as his unofficial Master, as well as be able to depart for Earth within the next twenty-four hours or so if they were going to meet the required deadline.

Once the duo had met with the High Council to explain the situation, and the Council had in turn obliged their request for an extended leave, they then immediately set to work preparing for the long journey ahead of them the very next morning. And after Harry had released the owl that very same evening, waving good-bye to the small winged animal as it took flight, soaring high into air towards a large swathe of thick clouds, careful to avoid colliding with any oncoming air-traffic as it promptly disappeared into the clouds without a single trace.

Harry then went to sleep that night in his chambers, wondering about what all the different sorts of excitement and adventure which awaited him at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that were to come.