Sleep deprivation and simply the muse taking hold.

Enjoy!

Also Revan/Lily is moming out because she now realizes Harry really is her baby boy, expect Abridged Vegeta levels of rage for Trunks when anything that happens to Harry while Revan is forced to just watch.

When Darth Revan finally stirred to consciousness she found herself holding Harry close with her arms tightly wrapped around him in a near panic, the boy in question was simply snoring gently in her ear, which did not annoy her in the slightest because she was holding her son and he was snoring in her ear.

HER. SON.

She was holding her son, the child she and James had created, he was alive, and in her arms despite everything that goat fucker and bastard had put into motion and now Sirius was...

The Dark Lady of the Sith grinned as she held her son closer while resisting the urge to cry and whispered in his ear, "If you're washed and changed in the next ten minutes your pancakes are going to be chocolate chip pancakes."

Harry's eye shot open and he jumped from her grasp in seconds while rushing for the washroom.

"Right-o mum!" he shouted as the door slammed behind him, The Dark Lady Lily Potter had to resist the urge to cry.

Bastila stood beside her a moment then shook her head, "I'm a terrible Jedi, I love that boy so much..."

Revan stood and wrapped her arms around her lover while kissing her neck, "I'm a worse Jedi, if anyone asks just blame me."

Bastila giggled and turned to kiss Revan who groaned into it a bit before the shorter woman broke the embrace.

"I blame you for near everything, the fact that you gladly take said blame with a grin on your face doesn't help matters."

Revan shrugged as she spun and rested her hand on Bastila's arse as they walked towards the kitchen, "What can I say? I'm an artist who is proud of her work."

As they entered the kitchen Bastila broke her embrace and took on a scolding tone as she poked the Dark Lady of the Sith in the chest, "All that being said I am not going to allow you to go down on me in the kitchen, when our son is going to be eating in here in ten minutes."

Darth Revan, pouted at that declaration, "Are you really going to deny yourself-"

"-YES! If it means you behave like an adult yes."

Revan stared at her a few moments before shooting her gaze to the side, "Will...will you wear that little green number tonight if I behave?"

Bastila crossed her arms, glared, then nodded, "Only if you behave."

The Dark Lady of the Sith, the most powerful mortal on the planet Earth, let out a whoop as she shot her fist in the air then kissed her girlfriend.

No one, Absolutely no one would believe any of these events had actually occurred if they had not personally met Bastila Shan, Aliene Starwind, and Harry Potter.

"So I think I made a new friend at school, and I think she's a Force sensitive." Harry stated while munching through his pancakes.

"Oh?" Bastila asked as she smacked Revan's trailing hand that was gracing her thigh with its presence. Not that she disliked the attention but seriously they had to set an example for Harry and Revan was just too damn horny for her own good.

"Everyone hates her," Harry said in a matter of fact manner while tilting his head to the side, "She always answer's questions right and they make fun of her for that. I get it, I guess, no one wants to feel stupid but Granger is just..." He glanced up from his pancakes and shrugged as he turned his gaze to Bastila.

"Honestly she reminds me of you mom, I can just...feel it."

Rather then taking offense Bastila motioned with her fork for Harry to continue and he did so with a shrug, "She despises being wrong, and it can be a bit...intimidating. Though intimidation from an eight year old girl doesn't really compare to an omnicidal assassin droid kept chained down by the simple fact that the death of everything means he would have nothing else to kill anymore."

Not like the boys vocabulary for his age wasn't intimidating in on itself.

"Yes he is rather a mood breaker isn't he?"

HK-47 let out a cough while muttering, "Agitated Statement: I am standing right here."

Bastila just waved her hand gently while muttering, "I'm well aware, please feel free to piss off."

"Exhausted Exclamation: I hate you."

"The feeling is mutual."

The rust red droid glared at Bastila a moment before stalking off, Harry stared up at her with wide innocent eyes completely ignoring what had just happened as a grin spread across his face.

"Girls like pretty things right? I could make Hermione a bookmark for Valentine's day, she'd like that right?"

Bastila stared down at Harry a moment before Revan threw an arm around her shoulders, downed a half liter of vodka, then grinned down at their son.

"That's fucking adorable, we need to make babies, they'd be just as endearing as Harry and he could go all super overprotective big brother mode on them. It'll be great! Also I promise I'm not gonna throw up now, though you might want to move your feet."

Bastila took in a deep breath then seethed out, "Love?

"Yup?" Revan chirped out in response.

"You are acting like an upbeat alcoholic in front of our son."

Revan froze, and faster then she could follow the bottle of vodka went flying across the room to land gently on the counter.

She stood in place a few moments channeling the Force through her body purging the alcohol in her system before her head shot up and she muttered, "I'm sorry..."

Bastila shook her head slowly while whispering her reply, "It isn't your fault just...just be better then that. You are so much better than that..."

There was an incredibly uncomfortable silence when Harry eventually spoke up, "I...I want to invite her to dinner with us!" His shoulders fell a bit and he eventually took in a deep breath before continuing, " Hermione, that is. Neither of us have ever had friends before and I could be her first friend! And if she is a Force sensitive like I think... I...could have friend like me too."

Revan stared at her son a moment before muttering to Bastila, "Is it ok if want to start cooing over him right about now?"

"Not before me you won't," she replied with a hardened gaze, it would seem Harry was about to gain his most loyal/friend/ally a little early.

After his moms stopped crooning about how adorable he was, that is.

He was, thankfully enough, saved when Darth Revan received a message from the Defiant.

Sirius Black was awake, and coherent, as well as the notification that Remus Lupin was slightly annoyed with being left on a spaceship whose controls were written in a language he didn't understand with nothing to eat other than rations that tasted like cucumbers soaked in pork grease.

Revan glanced at the calendar and nodded in understanding.

It was a Tuesday, as expected.

Pairings are as of yet undecided for Harry, he is seven, Hermione is at this time only his friend. Also Revan isn't a lesbian so much as she is omnisexual, think Captain Jack Harkness if he decided to go Alexander the Great on the galaxy as a whole.