I don't own star wars or Harry Potter. These are the property of Lucas and Rowling, and whatever I write is not for profit. Blah blah blah, copyright this, whatever. Moving on…

Summary: Hagrid has just introduced the idea of Harry being a wizard and strolling into the Leaky Cauldron. This is a possible scenario where Harry decided to shake Professor Quirrell's hand and Voldemort was already possessing Quirrell.

AN: Sorry for taking so long to update! I have been in the midst of applying for pharmacy schools and this is the first time I could take a breather from the task. It didn't help that I have yet to find my notebook with all my writing and outline for this story, but I know it's somewhere around…

Hopefully you all enjoy this chapter, but yeah, I will be busy up till the time I get accepted somewhere! I try to write on paper my ideas for this story that keeps evolving. I think I will feel freer to write once I get accepted somewhere.

Oh by the way, would anyone want to help me beta this story? I could do with someone looking over my writing. It would be much appreciated!

The Unknown Apprentice

Chapter 7:

"What happened in there Harry?" Padmé was alarmed at Harry's expression. Her warning signals were triggered particularly after Obi-Wan had come in apologizing for his Master's behavior while he dragged away a protesting Jar Jar. She was kicking herself for not accompanying Harry when he confronted the Jedi pair.

"It was nothing," he replied, but when she looked into his eyes and observed the emerald green swirling up a storm, it was evident something was irking him so.

"Please Harry. Just tell me what happened in there. It is obvious it has bothered you." Harry however continued to stonewall, just staring at her, but Padmé continued on regardless of his desires. "We've been friends for years, and we've talked about being open with each other. You can't just block me out when I can help you…"

"I'm just irritated Padmé. According to Qui-Gon, I am some dark Jedi."

"What? How could he say that about you? The only thing you have done is protect us in front of them."

"Like it matters to that ignorant old fool," Harry mumbled, "just because I didn't share every secret of my life, he has deemed me untrustworthy and evil."

"I knew I should have gone into that meeting with you!" She was fuming and Harry could almost see the steam coming off her ears. "I would have let that Qui-Gon have a piece of my mind!" She continued to rant against the Jedi master, but Harry's heart was warmed by her concern for him.

Slightly amused and out of desire to diffuse her agitation, Harry tried to change the subject. "I don't think that berating the Jedi would be favorable for hiding your identity as queen Padmé. Wouldn't make much sense for a simple handmaiden to put a Jedi Master in his place no?"

Padmé couldn't help herself as her face lightened and the corners of her mouth had twitched upwards. She tried to maintain a straight face, but failed when Harry began to grin like an idiot.

"Fine, don't take this situation seriously," she pouted. "Do you know much about where we are going? I don't know much about Tatooine."

"Hmm… I believe it's an outer rim planet run by the Hutts, at least the last time I checked." He noticed the curiosity beginning to exude from Padmé's sparkling eyes. "Padmé," Harry groaned, "the planet is not going to be a pleasant place." He paused for a second before continuing on, "I guess I won't be able to talk you out of this?"

The gleam in Padmé's eyes answered the question for him. She straightened herself in a proper manner, and stated officially, "This will provide a valuable experience for the Queen to learn how different planets govern their worlds."

Harry shook his head in exasperation. "Captain Panaka is really not going to like this. I guess it's time to go talk to him and Sabé."

********************The Unknown Apprentice********************

Qui-Gon Jinn along with R2-D2 and Jar Jar Binks were leaving the spaceship towards the city of Mos Espa, but before they could make even a 100 yards, they were interrupted by Captain Panaka who was running towards the group followed by Harry and Padmé. "The queen commands you to bring her handmaiden along with a bodyguard for her."

"No more commands from her Highness today, Captain. This spaceport is not going to be pleasant…"

"The Queen wishes it. She is curious about this planet," Panaka continued on.

"Thankfully for us, the queen has absolute authority 'Ambassador' Jinn. You do not have the authority to ignore a command from her Highness." Harry smirked at Padmé when he saw the lines tighten on his face. "Isn't it frustrating when you cannot overrule a sovereign monarch?"

Unbridled anger was palpable in the Jedi Master's eyes before it was pushed out through sheer discipline. He stared emotionlessly at the pair of them. "Well, keep close and follow me lead. Mos Espa is not the safest haven in the galaxy and we wouldn't want harm to befall on either of her Highness's subjects."

Padmé clasped Harry's arm as they trekked toward the port city. They whispered animatedly between each other the whole way into town. All they could see was miles of sand for hours, but soon afterwards saw the outskirts of the city. They noticed that all the structures were constructed in material that looked like adobe. Most of the buildings were at most two or three stories tall, but many were smaller and quite uniform in their design. However the thing that struck the pair the most was the racial diversity of its inhabitants. It was the strangest collection of creatures, ranging from humanoids to aliens who were green. Life on Naboo was quite different, where most of the population was humans. Qui-Gon was explaining facets of life on this planet to Padmé, but Harry tuned him out. He knew all the information already and was busy stretching his senses with the Force. He had a gut feeling that something was amiss, he just couldn't pinpoint what. Following the Jedi's lead, they soon strolled in a little junk shop that had huge piles of broken spaceships piled behind it.

The group entered the dingy junk shop and was greeted by a blue alien that was quite chubby. What was amazing was the fact that his tiny wings could keep him afloat. "Hi chuba da naga?" the Toydarian asked.

"I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian."

"Ah yes, ah yes. Nubian. We have lots of that. What kinda junk? Peedenkel! Naba dee unko!"

"My droid here has a readout of what I need."

Harry stood by Padmé and observed the interaction between the Jedi and trader slightly interested. He knew that they had valuable materials to barter with, and from his knowledge, he knew Watto would be impervious to Jedi mind tricks. His thoughts were distracted when a disheveled boy runs in from the junk yard. He was a midget, reminding him of when he was still at Privet Drive. The boy that looked no older than 9 years old had a mop of sandy blonde hair and was dressed in dusty clothes that reminded him of a rundown robe. It was still better than what I had to wear, Harry thought bitterly. At least the clothes fit him. He pushed the thoughts aside; he knew it did no good to dwell on a lost past.

"Coona tee-tocky malia?" Watto's voice conveyed his irritation to the kid.

"Mel tassa cho-passa…"

"Chut-Chut! Ganda doe wallya. Me dwana no bata," Watto interrupted before the boy could even finish his sentence. "Soooo, let me take a thee out back. Maybe you'll find what you need."

Artoo and Qui-Gon had begun to follow Watto, but right before leaving Jar Jar, he takes the gizmo out of the curious alien's hand and puts it back. "Don't touch anything," the Jedi ordered firmly.

Jar Jar simply responded by sticking out his long tongue to mock the strict Jedi. Harry chuckled and whispered into Padmé's ears, "Don't think our friend is too fond of the Master Jedi." She couldn't stop the tiny giggle from being released.

The pair of them noticed the boy staring intently at Padmé. Harry raises an eyebrow at him when he caught his eye, but Padmé being the polite person she is, mustered up an amused smile.

"Are you an angel?" The boy questioned Padmé.

Harry snorted in amusement, only to be rewarded with a sharp jab from Padmé's elbow to his gut. She responded the only way she knew how to such an outlandish question, "What?"

"An angel," the boy continued adamantly. "I've heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They live on the Moons of Iego I think. They are the most beautiful creatures in the universe. They are good and kind, and so pretty, they make even the most hardened space pirate cry."

Padmé was bewildered for a moment. "I've never heard of angels," she gripped Harry's arm and continued on. "My name is Padmé and this is my best friend, Harry." Harry curtly nodded in response while Padmé pointed out their last companion, who was currently rummaging in the bins with random mechanical devices. "That's our companion Jar Jar Binks."

"My name is Anakin Skywalker."

"Well met Anakin," Harry greeted the boy and extended his hand to shake, and Anakin reciprocated the gesture.

"So what do you do here?" Padmé questioned.

"Watto owns me. I work on almost all of the machines here."

"You're a… slave?" Padmé asked horrified.

"I have a name, and it's Anakin, not slave!" He replied vehemently.

"She means no insult," Harry quickly stepped in. "We are not used to planets that tolerate slavery. The Republic banished the practice many years ago."

This was the moment when the Jedi master, the astromech droid, and the overweight floating alien entered the room. "We're leaving," the former announced. R2D2 beeped to confirm this, and the rest of the group soon made way towards the exit.

"I'm glad to have met you…" Padmé trailed off.

"Anakin Skywalker," Harry added before an uncomfortable silence took a longer foothold. They both waved their goodbyes and walked hand in hand outside the store.

"I'm glad to have met you too," Anakin called out to the retreating figures.

Watto was muttering and shaking his head at the people who wasted his time with money. "Ootmians! Tinka me chasa hopoe ma booty na nolia," he complained about the strangers.

"La lova num botaffa."

"Fweepa niaga. Tolpa da bunky dunko."

Anakin yipped in glee and left the alien merchant to his own thoughts about the time wasters.