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.
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The good-byes were short, and were barely able to be called that. No one save Harry, Ron, and Hermione could know they were leaving. The children were to be returned, after all, and things would have to be continued as if nothing ever happened. So mostly the good-byes were acknowledgments that they'd never lay eyes upon the people and objects that surrounded them again.
Kathryn Janeway was in the middle of her good-byes with some of the very comfortable chairs when a voice startled her.
"So, what now?" She turned to find Chakotay standing a few feet behind her, a curious look on his face.
"What do you mean?" Kathryn studied his expression and discovered there was a hint of fear there as well. She wondered briefly why that look was there, and realized he was sure to explain it to her.
"We're going back." He said moving beside her. "Back to Voyager. Back to Captain and First Officer. Back to 'Yes, ma'am' and a command structure. Back to the rules of the Federation. Will everything go back the way it was?"
It was then that she realized the reason for his fear. He thought she'd go back to pushing him away, simply because she was his Captain. Tears attacked her eyes and she shook her head.
"Chakotay," She whispered. "The whole time we were here, nothing was different. I was still your Captain, you were still my First Officer. There was still a command structure, and the rules still applied. The only difference was the scenery."
Chakotay nodded. He'd known all along, but he had to hear the words from her mouth.
The silent acknowledgment between them, they kissed and went back to their good-byes.
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Hermione Granger sat on her bed, staring into nothingness, her mind fixed on one thing. Ron Weasly had helped her, and not Seven. Her. Did that mean he cared for her more?
She shook her head to clear her thoughts just as a fellow fifth year entered the room. She whispered to all the other girls who stole quick glances at Hermione before heading out.
Hermione felt her face get hot with anger, but it didn't last long.
"Hermione." The voice of Ron reached her ears, and her eyes went wide. Turning to face him she tried to speak.
"No." Ron shook his head and sat beside her on her bed. "Please, let me."
He thought for a couple seconds, turning away from her briefly. Finally he turned back and began to speak. "I'm sorry." He started. "I've been a jerk to you. I've been spending so much time with Seven, and none with you." The witch tried to speak again, but he shook his head.
"But you know what?" He continued. "In a strange way, I'm glad I did that. Please, hear me out. Have you ever heard the saying 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder'? Well, it works here. See, being with Seven made me realize how much I loved you, and that realization made me love you even more. When we were in the mud, of course I picked *you* up. I love you."
And for the first time in her life Hermione received a loving kiss from Ron Weasly.
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"Thank you." Seven looked up from her book to see Ron Weasly standing in front of her. He kissed her on the cheek, said good-bye, and was gone.
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Saying good-bye to her wizard friends was tough on Janeway, but she had to do it.
Getting back to her quarters was a blessing. As soon as she got there she replicated a cup of coffee and took a sonic shower. Feeling finally clean, and happy to be back in her own body, she dressed in her Starfleet uniform and made her way through the door to her ready room. B'Elanna Torres needed to speak to her about something and she wanted to see her desk again.
Sitting in her chair was almost too much. It felt so good to be home.
The sound of her door chime brought her back to reality and she called for whoever it was to come in.
B'Elanna walked into the room with Anita Banks at her side. Kathryn couldn't believe how relieved she was to be looking at that face on someone else, and not in the mirror.
"What's up?" She smiled and sat back in her chair. B'Elanna marveled at how relaxed the trip through time had made her Captain and wondered how Seven had taken it....
Reminding herself as to why she was there, B'Elanna put an arm on Anita's shoulder. "Nita has something to ask you."
Janeway studied the little girl for a moment and saw a great fear in her face. She's nervous the Captain realized. But about what?
"I..." Nita began, but lost courage. She looked up at the half klingon, attempting to draw strength, and began again. "I wish to stay on Voyager."
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The search for Anita Banks was a long one. Muggles and wizards alike searched high and low for her, but they never found her. Only five people ever knew what became of the little girl, but they never let anyone know they knew.
It was tough for Michael and Patsy to lose a sister, and it was hard for Nana Annie to accept as well. And although the pain was always there, sometimes Mike and Pat forgot for a while, and sometimes they just hoped she was happier where she was.
And she was.
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The End
Wow! I can't believe I finally finished it! Does it deserve a sequel?