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 belong 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.
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"Warp core breach in 30 seconds."
The cool feminine voice of the computer pierced the hectic air of Engineering as crew members scrambled everywhere trying to stabilize the warp core, but to no avail. Not knowing what else to do Anita Banks gave the order she didn't want to.
"Eject the core!" she shouted over the din of frantic voices. "Evacuate Engineering!"
Once out in the hall she knew it was over. She knew the core would be ejected into space where it would explode and Voyager would be without warp drive, dead in the water. It was a horrible feeling, like a stone in your throat and at the bottom of your stomach and she hated it. She fell back on the wall and slid down to the floor. She hated *herself*. How could she have been so stupid?
"Computer," Lt. B'Elanna Torres called sitting down next to Nita where she'd slumped on the ground. "End program."
Like magic the corridor melted away, replaced by the metallic look of the holodeck. All that was left was the two people sitting on the ground. A young girl of around ten and magic decent and a fully grown Klingon/human hybrid woman, large with child.
"You're not going to get it the first few times." B'Elanna assured the little girl. "No one does. Besides, when they do they're training as adults. You're a little girl. You can't expect yourself to get it right away." She stared at Nita with pain in her eyes. She'd never seen anybody so passionate about learning before. She was absolutely crushed when she failed, and it hurt B'Elanna to watch.
"But I wanted to." Tears formed in Nita's eyes. "I really wanted to." Deep down inside she wanted nothing more. Truth be told she was afraid.
"Hey," B'Elanna moved to hug her. "What's wrong, kiddo?"
"I don't want to leave." Nita clung to the woman and let loose crying. She didn't want to step foot off of Voyager even for the briefest of moments.
"What do you mean?" B'Elanna looked at her with pure confusion. She knew what the little witch meant, but how had it tied into her previous thoughts?
"If-" Nita paused to catch her breath. Sometimes it was so hard to just pause and catch your breath, but she knew she had to. "If I don't learn how to be a good Engineer... If... If I don't learn how to be like you... The Captain won't want me to stay when she returns. I can't leave Voyager! I can't!"
Tears filled B'Elanna's eyes in sympathy and she hugged her. Nita calmed down instantly and they just sat there like that for a few minutes more.
~*~
"So what exactly are you asking for?" Tuvok looked across the table at a very distressed Q.
"Help!" Q pleaded all but on his knees. "From one father to another!" His eyes were wide and he was obviously stressed out.
"And how, exactly, do you believe we'll be able to help you?" Tuvok, always the reasonable one, didn't see what he was able to do that Q couldn't.
"How the hell should I know???" Q cried. "Voyager can figure a way out of everything!"
"When we have our whole crew intact." The Vulcan came back coolly. "Need I remind you we are missing three of our most valuable crew members, the Captain included."
Q sunk back into the chair behind him. "What am I going to do?" He closed his eyes. "This kid just won't listen! He's powerful for his age too! What's wrong with him??"
"There is nothing wrong with him." Tuvok pointed out. "He is a child. Children often do not listen. When I was home and my children acted illogically my wife and I would punish them-"
"You're a genius!" Q leapt to his feet and his eyes got huge. "If you weren't a man I'd hug you!"
With that Q left the room leaving Tuvok sitting in his seat puzzled over what he had said that was so brilliant.
~*~
Kathryn Janeway, in the body of a ten year old girl by the name of Anita Banks, snuggled against her first officer, Chakotay, in the body of ten year old Michael Banks. It was the middle of the night and everyone else had gone to sleep. They, however, took advantage of the opportunity to be alone.
"Did you mean it, Chakotay?" Kathryn nearly whispered, looking up at him. "The kiss?"
Pressing his lips against her head, Chakotay smiled. He kissed her hair and nodded. "Of course." He assured her turning her head so he could look into her eyes. "I love you, Kathryn. More than anything. I would do anything for you. Anything."
"And I you." She smiled back at him and he kissed her forehead.
"Even give up coffee?"
"Now *that's* asking too much." They laughed and turned to look at the fire, content in each other's arms.
~*~
"I hate mud." Hermione Granger grumbled as she stepped on her tip toes. A rain cloud had just passed leaving everyone a reminder that it had been there. Much to Hermione's distress.
"Careful or you'll slip." Ron watched her from the corner of his eye. He walked beside Seven of Nine, whom he'd taken a liking to.
Seven, in the body of Patsy Banks, was having great difficulty as well. "I do not remember having to walk through mud." She said. "I hadn't been in any rain since I was assimilated." Beside the fact of the way she was walking, she looked positively thrilled to have been in the rain. In a Seven-ish sort of way.
From beside Chakotay and Harry Potter, Janeway smiled. Seven had grown so much since she was rescued, but sometimes that childish curiosity showed through, revealing the six-year-old that once was.
"Careful." Harry warned. "There's a small incline coming up and you might f-"
It was too late. Seven, Janeway, and Seven all took a spill, and Ron rushed to catch the real witch.
He wasn't fast enough, however, and Hermione found her hair in a muddy mess.
"Ugh." She groaned feeling it with her hand. Seven stood slowly, mud everywhere, and Chakotay chuckled slightly.
"Are you okay?" Ron sat next to Hermione and helped her up. It took a moment for the girl to realize Ron had helped *her* and not Seven. An instant flush appeared on her cheeks but she brushed the thought off telling herself Ron thought of her as just a friend.
"Oh you think this is funny?" Janeway's eyes twinkled as she looked up at Chakotay who was still laughing. She picked up a little mud and stood up. Smearing the mud on the front of his robe she laughed. Chakotay retaliated with tossing a little mud at her face.
"Oh you won't get away with that!" Janeway shouted and what followed was a glorious mud fight in which even Seven participated. Afterwards the six walked to the fountain to clean up a bit before heading inside. They knew that if they didn't Filch would get them lynched for sure.
~*~
"Quentin wait up!" Samantha Kragen shouted at her fellow Slytherin. Running up to him she wondered where he was going.
"What?" He placed his hands on his hips like he'd seen his mother do so many times when she was angry. Which was quite often.
"Gosh man, I just wanted to know where you were goin'." Samantha stopped beside him and gave him a crazy look. He's so weird. She thought. And a real jerk too. What's his problem?
The young Q rolled his eyes and thought to himself. Samantha was always following him and he was told that she liked him. He didn't care, though. She was *human*. He'd never waste his time on a human unlike his father who liked that Captain Janeway woman.
"Just to have a little fun." He started walking again and she followed.
"What're you gonna do?" She just wouldn't give up.
"Mess with some people."
"Oooh I wanna help!" That was the only thing Quentin liked about Sam. She liked to mess with people. The young Q took after his father in that aspect and enjoyed finding people who shared that joy. Well, at least she's a witch. He told himself. At least she can actually do *something* unlike those "muggle" humans.
Stepping outside Quentin stopped as he saw a group of kids having a mud fight. He knew who they were, and couldn't allow them to see him. He'd been avoiding them so well for so long, and he couldn't blow it now.
"We've gotta do a disappearing act real quick." He muttered to Sam, leaving her genuinely confused.
"Huh?" Her eyes went wide as she realized what he meant, but it was too late. They were at the fountain already.
"You can't do that!" She hissed. "You get in trouble for apparating without a license!"
"I didn't apparate." He replied sighing. Honestly, she can be so dim. How can I apparate me *and* her at the same time?
"Then what *did* you do?" It was her turn to put her hands on her hips. Her lips were in a tight angry line and her eyes were narrowed angrily.
"I just transported us." He looked around for potential victims, and settled on Neville Longbottom.
"Transported? How?" The girl just looked confused now. Transport?
"That's none of your business." Quentin ran through a mental list of things he could do to good ol' Neville. Finally he settled on flying him through the air.
A screaming Neville swooped around in the air without a broom, the young Q following his every move with his eyes. A small smile played on the lips of Quentin, for he was only truly happy when he was torturing someone.
His eyes went wide when Neville set back down on the ground with gasps from the small crowd that had formed. Quentin couldn't believe something had stopped the young wizard from flying around.
Or was it someone?
"Q." The strong angry voice made his mouth go dry and his eyes go wide.
~*~
"What's happening to Neville?!" Ron gasped as he looked at the boy zipping around in midair. He'd never seen anything like it, and while strange things happened to Neville Longbottom, this was just ridiculous!
"I think I know." Chakotay was looking at the fountain and everyone followed his gaze to find Quentin and a Slytherin girl. Their eyes went wide as the female Q appeared behind her son.
"Oh he's dead." Janeway nodded as she saw the angry expression on her face. She remembered her last meeting with the female Q and how unpleasant the woman was. Then she shook her head and wished all Qs had a name other than just plain Q. She knew the kid's name wasn't really Quentin, but at least it made things easier.
They made their way over to the fountain to watch what was happening just as Q appeared beside his wife. Or was it his ex-wife now? Janeway knew they were having problems, but wasn't sure of the extent lately.
"Personally I'd like some answers." She demanded as she walked up to the family of Qs and single witch. Kathryn had been at Hogwarts long enough, and while it had had its moments, she wanted to go home. She wanted to be on Voyager.
"Madam Captain!" Q smiled as she approached and his wife threw him an angry glare. "I'm so glad to see you! Are you ready to go back home?"
"You better believe it."
~*~
Once it was all explained, Janeway finally understood. Quentin had been learning from his mother, father, and one of the senior Qs all at the same time and had combined lessons to keep anyone from stopping his "fun". Q had meant for the trip to Hogwarts to be another lesson, but his son had taken in to far and refused to go back.
"But what about the dreams?" Kathryn demanded. "What did you mean when you said you could give me something I always wanted?"
Q smiled and instructed her to close her eyes.
That's when the memory returned.....
~*~
"Yay Kathryn!" Mrs. Janeway applauded her four-year-old daughter who stood before her. The little girl was wear a towel tied around her neck like a cape and in her hand was a plastic wand. In front of her was a small table where a mini magician's set sat open and used.
"Now run along and play. Mommy has to clean." She hated shooing away her daughter like that, but she had to if the house was ever going to look nice for her parents' visit. She was sure Kathryn would show them her magic.
Stepping outside into the sunlight little Kathryn Janeway looked around. What could she make disappear she wondered. What magic could she perform?
An inhuman yelp caught her attention and she looked to see some kids torturing a young puppy. Tears streaming down her face she ran to the dog and the other kids ran off. They were all around the age of thirteen and at that moment Kathryn hated all big kids.
The kids had hurt the little dog with bats and sticks until it was bloody and dying. The young girl could barely see because of her tears. She didn't know what to do and the puppy whimpered.
Then it hit her. Her magic! Taking out her wand she closed her eyes and shouted "abra kadabra". She opened her eyes to find the puppy still lying broken before her. Her heart heavy she ran in the house to tell her mother.
The puppy was dead before she returned.
~*~
That had been the moment Kathryn Janeway stopped believing in magic, even though she wanted to believe. Later on she learned of science and in the back of her mind it reminded her of magic. There were amazing things you could do with it. Science could have saved the puppy's life.....
And while she'd long since forgot about the puppy and her love for magic it subconsciously drove her to love science and she learned all she could about it.
"You thought I wanted to do magic?" Janeway looked at Q incredulously. "Q... I don't want to be a witch. I mean, magic is nice, but I'm not going to give things up the way they are to be a witch. I'm a scientist, a captain. I'm not magic."
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To be continued.....