Author: sKiTzO sHy VioLeT
Summary: Response to a fanfic challenge: What if Janeway, Chakotay, and any other crew member was transported to Hogwarts as first years during the time of Harry Potter? How did they get there? Remember Q? Q's son?
Disclaimer: Janeway and company belong to Paramounts, Harry and company belongs to the brilliant J. K. Rowling and Scholastic
Warning: If you haven't read every book, turn around now. And if you don't like Voyager, you might not like this.
~*~
He stepped carefully through the leaves, sniffing the air. His heart was pumping furiously and he couldn't remember when he'd been so angry or nervous.
It had all started that morning. His father had said he was too scrawny and he'd never hunt worthy prey. Everyone else agreed and the day spiraled from there. He was so angry he couldn't concentrate on the lessons. He kept messing up and shooting somewhere totally off target. Which produced more ridicule. Finally fed up with it he left for the nearest planet in a shuttle.
He'd show them.
Now here he was, on this planet, hunting the perfect prey. He'd heard of other hunting parties using "holographic" technology, but his pack believed it was silly, and that live prey was better. His Alpha strongly opposed holographic prey and spit upon the very idea.
His weapon was old and primitive and he didn't even have paint on his helmet, but it'd have to do.
He'd show them.
Suddenly...
There it was! A rustle in the bushes. He glanced down at his scanning device, but it was an old model, and couldn't interpret the bio signs. Tossing it aside, he brought the gun and his body into a shooting stance. The bushes parted and he faltered.
Another young hirogen?
The boy smiled and snapped his fingers.
~*~
"I don't know, Chakotay." Janeway whispered to him. "I just don't know."
That night she'd had a dream. In it she was smiling broadly and holding a bundle in her arms. A baby. Q's baby. When she looked down into the blanket she saw the baby was dressed in a Hogwarts uniform, complete with wand in hand. It was odd, and she woke up in great confusion.
"Ooof!" she sprawled backwards and looked up to see a brown haired first year Slytherin boy frantically trying to pick up his books and scrolls. Chakotay helped her up, then proceeded to pick up her books.
"An apology is always nice." he mumbled.
"She bumped into me." he snapped back. Something about him struck Janeway, and she couldn't quite place what it was..... He looked... familiar somehow....
"Excuse me?!" she could she her First Officer was heated. She put a hand on his arm to calm him.
"Just as long as no one's hurt, I'm okay." she smiled. The boy rolled his eyes. "My name's Anita." she tried again. When he didn't respond, she continued. "This is Michael....... What's your name?"
"Quentin." he grumbled in reply, standing up. "But it doesn't matter. Good bye."
He was carrying his books sloppily and after awhile something gray dropped from the stack.
Kathryn drew in a sharp breath and grabbed Chakotay's arm. "A padd!"
Quentin picked the data padd up hastily and rushed off.
"He's going somewhere in an awful hurry." Chakotay commented. "Perhaps we should follow him?"
Kathryn nodded.
~*~
"It is simple." Seven told Ron with a serious expression. "The answer is drumweed."
Ron sat back in his chair, utterly amazed. He must have read that text a million times, and all Seven had to do was scan it once to find the answer.
They were sitting in the library after classes and Ron was attempting to do homework for Snape. It was more difficult than normal, and having Seven around had helped him immensely.
"How did you..." he shook his head. "I mean... You're a..."
"First year?" Seven finished with an amused smile. "That is correct, but this is all simply a matter of reading the text."
Ron looked over at her parchment. She'd been taking notes on history of the magic world and they were quite sloppy.
"Patsy?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. "I've noticed something about yours and your siblings' writing... Have you guys ever written before?" He meant it as a joke, but he saw Seven immediately tense up.
"Of course we have." Her eyes went back to her book, occasionally glancing up at Ron to see if he believed her.
He laughed. "Okay..."
He would have said more, but the doors to the library burst open.
It was Anita and Michael. They were out of breath and their eyes were open wide.
"Hirogen!" was all they said.
~*~
Trebus looked around the room with curiosity. Where was he? Humans kept coming in and out of the room, looking at him with odd expressions. It angered him. Didn't they know they were lower than him? That they were prey?
~*~
It was tough getting inside the infirmary. Everyone was afraid of this boy who'd just arrived out of nowhere. Who was he? *What* was he?
But get inside they did. They said they knew what he was and that they needed to talk to him. Which was true, but it took a long time to convince them of that. They walked into the infirmary and moved to the Hirogen's bedside, a little cautiously, for they knew what Hirogen's were famous for.
"So..." Janeway began, trying to think of something to say. "Tell me, what happened?"
The young Hirogen looked at her. "Why should I tell you?" he snapped angrily. How could he show his Alpha when he was... *here*?
"Because..." Janeway glanced at the door to make sure no one was there. When she was satisfied she leaned closer to him and lowered her voice. "We're Federations. We've been tossed back in time on Earth as well. If we know what happened to you, we can figure out what happened to us, and discover a way home."
"Federations?" His eyes grew wide. He knew of these humans. They'd given the Hirogen the holographic technology. "As in, Captain Janeway, the female Alpha?"
Janeway smiled and nodded. "Yes," she replied. "And you're looking at that Alpha herself..."
After that getting the child Hirogen to speak was easy. He had hostilities towards them, of course, but he knew they were his best bet to get home. He'd heard of the resourcefulness of this female alpha.
~*~
Kathryn tossed and turned, her mind plagued by dreams. The images were as vivid as reality, but the memory of them fled upon waking. Something about a puppy....
~*~
The morning brought more surprises. Another alien had appeared, and the Hirogen disappeared. This time, however, the visitor was Klingon.
Complete with bat'leth.
The fight to see her, however, was easier than to see the Hirogen, since it didn't take much more convincing. Seeing as they knew what happened with the Hirogen.
Sort of.
The female Klingon was named K'Tarra, and she was angry. *Really* angry. She and the bat'leth were a terrible pairing. The wizards would have taken it from her, but the disarming spell wasn't working, and they couldn't summon it, seeing as how they didn't know what it was called.
"It's a bat'leth!" Janeway shouted, not wanting to be in the same room with an angry Klingon and a weapon.
When she was disarmed Janeway requested everyone leave the room, but it was tough. They didn't want to leave students in the room with a madwoman.
"Who are you?" K'Tarra growled at them when they were alone. She was crouched in the corner, the perfect spot to watch for attacks. This place was strange. All things were possible.
"I may not look like it." Kathryn told her calmly. "But I'm Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager."
"Federation." the Klingon spat. "Pahtk."
"I'm... sorry you feel that way." Janeway continued. "This is Commander Chakotay, my First Officer, and Seven of Nine."
"Seven of Nine?!" K'Tarra shot up. "That is a borg designation!"
"She's no longer a member of the Collective!" Chakotay assured her as Seven backed up a little, startled.
It took awhile, but they got answers out of the Klingon. The same as the Hirogen. Except for one thing. The Hirogen said another young Hirogen had appeared and snapped his fingers. The Klingon woman said it was a young Klingon.
"Sounds like Q." Chakotay commented as they were walking to breakfast.
"Yes, but why would he appear as a child?" Janeway countered. "It was probably his son."
"Patsy!" they heard Ron's voice behind them and turned to see the red haired boy running up to them. He was slightly winded and smiled at Seven when he reached them. "Some pretty weird stuff that's happening, huh?"
The ex-drone raised an eyebrow. He'd run just to catch up with her? It puzzled her. Was he interested in her as Ensign Kim once had been? But she wasn't wearing her normal attire, and she wasn't even in her own body. She was in the body of a ten year old girl. And yet....
She wanted to ask him about it, and normally she would. Just as she had with Ensign Kim. But with her time on Voyager she came to understand that humans didn't like that.
But perhaps he was just interested in her as a friend. Friends want to be with each other, so perhaps that was why he ran to her. She shook her head. Humans were so confusing.
"Yes," she replied finally. "They are rather.... odd."
Ron grinned. He loved the way she used her words. Harry and Hermione walked up to them and smiled at Ron.
"Perhaps we should get into the Great Hall before breakfast is gone."
~*~
"I can't explain them." Janeway sighed as she looked into the fire. It was the middle of the night and she and Chakotay were sitting in the middle of the Gryffindor Common Room. "I don't really remember much." she continued. "Something about a puppy... And a car... It's hard to remember."
"Do you think they have any significance?" Chakotay asked her, concerned slightly. These dreams were really bothering her.
She shook her head. "Not those ones." she replied. "But I think I've figured out the last one." Her voice had dropped to a whisper and she shook a little.
"What do you think?" Chakotay moved next to her in her chair. She was either cold or scared. He would help with either.
He believed that that moment was very important. His people believed that all dreams had meaning, and they were important.
He put his arm around her and she rested her head against his chest. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Wiping it away, Chakotay urged her to go on.
"What if..." her voice was quiet. "What if that was my last chance?"
"What do you mean?" they were looking into each other's eyes now, and a few more tears wet her cheek.
"Q..." she continued, looking down at the floor. "What if he was my last chance... To have a baby?"
"Oh Kathryn." He hugged her tightly and she went on.
"In my dream I was so happy." she said. "I was a mother. I had a baby. What if I never have that chance again?"
"Oh Kathryn." he repeated. He made her look at him. "That wasn't your last chance. You still have many years ahead of you. Many good child bearing years. Besides, you don't love Q. You need someone you can love. Who loves you. Who'd do anything for you." His voice was a little far away, but he kept looking into her eyes. Tears were flowing freely for her now. "Who'd die for you. A man who would do everything in his power to save you from sorrow."
They were silent for many moments after that, just looking into each other's eyes. Until finally they did what they wanted to do for a long time. Chakotay leaned over and pressed his lips to hers.
~*~
To be continued.....