Harry opened an eye but shut it quickly against the bright glare of the hospital room he was currently in. He let out a groan and tried to open his eyes as slowly as possible.

A beep was heard next to him and an automated voice spoke to him, "Good afternoon, I am C-3PO human cycle relations, Master Anakin found you bleeding near his private rooms and is curious as to how you appeared there."

Harry flinched at the wounds that riddled his body, "Wh-what?"

"Well, to be precise, a group of younglings found you and master Ani came running, he carried you to the medical center. He is still curious as to how you appeared there."

Harry just groaned as he opened his eyes all the way and looked carefully at the glowing lights that were placed above the bed he currently rested on. He slowly sat up before asking, "Where am I?"

"You are in the medical center of the Jedi temple on Coruscant."

Harry just looked over to the computerized voice and practically screamed, "What the bloody hell are you?!"

A tall brown haired man in dark brown, almost black robes walked forward and arched his scarred eyebrow. "Like he said, he is C-3PO; I am Anakin Skywalker. Who are you?"

"Um, my name?"

The young man just rolled his eyes and replied with a sigh, "Yes."

"Its Harry Potter, and again, what the bloody hell is that?" Harry asked as he pointed at poor C-3PO.

"He is obviously a droid, have you never seen a droid before?"

"Um, no. Do you know how I got here?"

Anakin rolled his eyes again and said, "Yes, I carried you here."

This time, Harry was the one who rolled his eyes but he gave a glance around the room and took in all of the high-tech gadgetry. "Shit, Death couldn't just give me information; no, she had to drop me here with nothing but what I already own."

Anakin gave a confused glance at Harry, "Death, what do you mean by Death?"

Harry just gave a gore at the wall before going off on a beautiful tirade, " Death is the Lady everyone sees when they kick the bucket, She also can't seem to be nice enough and give me actual information. No, Lady Death has to have her little jokes when She sticks me here for my lousy second chance at stupid life, just bloody great."

"Okay, well, you'll be required to stay here for awhile since the amount of wounds should have killed you. How did you receive your wounds?"

"Well, its a long story, its a story I don't really want to tell you at this point in time." Harry flinched as he brought up an arm to move his bangs out of his face and the wounds all over his body protested.

"Well, jedi master Yoda has elected to watch over you once you woke up because he felt the force crying to save you and he has grown interested." Anakin bid farewell and walked out through the automatic doors with C-3PO following.

Harry just lay un-moving as an itch sprung up underneath the cast on his leg since, apparently, the bones had been shattered. Harry could even feel his magic and an outside energy working together to heal his wounds and he felt safe knowing he would be fully healed soon even if he sported beautiful designs of scars. Within another minute, the automated doors opened to reveal a little green, ugly house elf creature that sat comfortably on a floating chair device. "Okay, I'll bite, what are you supposed to be?"

The little green creature smirked and gave a high pitched barking laugh that began to creep out Harry. "Jedi master Yoda, I am; but who, are you?"

"Harry Potter."

The little green creature came closer and looked closely at Harry before saying, "A trog, I am; a human, you are. The force, healing you it is; perhaps a jedi you were trained by?"

Harry's eyes widened