The Force of Magic
"Ron, you're stepping on my foot!"
"Sorry."
The trio moved through the corridor under the cover of Harry's cloak of invisibility. They were trying to find a place to hide until it was safe to come out. Hiding because Voldemort had somehow gotten into the school and was right now trying to find Harry.
"You two don't have to come, too. I can hide on my own."
"Of course you can," Hermione said as she led the way, "but if Voldemort caught Ron or myself you would feel as though you had to come back. That simply wouldn't do. Besides, the three of us are much stronger if we're together." She was right, of course. Still, Harry hated the thought of Ron and Hermione putting themselves in danger like this.
They came to the landing at the top of the fifth floor and hurried as quietly as they could to where they knew a secret passage lay hidden behind a mirror. Hermione extended her wand and whisper 'alohamora', causing the opaque glass to become more transparent. All three drew a shocked gasp when they saw who was already in the passage.
"Ah, the three heroes. So good of you to join me." Voldemort stepped out of the magic doorway, grinning down at what he couldn't possibly see. "Ascio cloak!" Harry's precious cloak whipped away from them and into the dark lord's waiting hand. "Harry Potter, at last."
Ron and Hermione instinctively put themselves between Harry and Voldemort, but he was having none of that. With a determined set of his chin, he pushed his way between them to stand in front, green eyes snapping at his enemy. "You don't belong here."
Voldemort only laughed. "Courage, such courage! You are very much like your father, young Potter. But very much like your mother, as well. Wouldn't you say so, Severus?"
Harry blinked in shock as Professor Snape walked out from behind Voldemort, his black cape billowing around him. He looked down at Harry with that enigmatic stare of his.
"I knew it, I knew you'd go bad!" Hermione glared at the potions master. Ron growled something deep in his throat.
"Go bad? Severus was with me before and he is with me again! I have forgiven him for his little fall from grace. And to prove it, I am going to let him be the one to dispose of you all."
The children clung close together as Snape pulled out his wand. Harry didn't often see Snape use his wand. The potions master preferred to use his cauldron to work his magic.
The wizard began to mutter an incantation and the children saw the end of his wand begin to glow. Voldemort looked on in malicious glee as something bright and swirling began to grow underneath them.
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The Jedi council was just about to dismiss Qui-Gon and his apprentice when something bright and swirling began appeared on the ceiling of the council chambers. To all present it felt as though the Force had been sucked into one place that began to grow in size.
"Harry! Harry I'm falling!" A voice, a young girl, was heard. She sounded frightened.
"Hang on, Hermione! Ron, grab her!"
"Too late!"
A high picked shriek was heard and a small form dressed in black fell out of the vortex and landed with a thump onto the floor of the council chambers.
"Hermione! Hermione, answer me!"
The form, clearly a young girl, moaned and tried to roll over so she could stand. Mace Windu rose from his seat with a fluid motion and grabbed hold of the girl to help her. In the vortex more sounds could be heard. Two young children, a cold, cruel laugh and the muttering of a man.
"Ron! We're slipping!"
"I know! There's nothing to grab on to!"
Two more screams sounded out and two more forms fell from the vortex. This time it was that of two boys. One had red hair and fell the same way as the girl. The other was a skinny boy with dark hair and some sort of vision enhancer over his eyes, who landed atop the other boy and did not take as long to recover. "Ron! Ron are you all right?"
From the vortex the laughter stopped. "What's this? I can still hear him! Severus, you have botched it! Where have you sent them?"
The incantation cut off sharply. "We're you'll never reach them, Voldemort. Some place safe from you!"
"TRAITOR!" There were loud sounds of fire and energy above. Both men were shouting at one another until another dark form, this one an adult, came falling through the vortex.
"Professor!" Harry crawled over to the figure of Severus Snape to make sure he was all right. He was barely aware of people in this new place rising to their feet and moving to help. Strong but gentle hands tried to pull him away from the teacher, but Harry fought to stay by his side.
"P… Potter, are you all right?" Snape seemed to be in a great deal of pain, what little color he had ever had to his face washed out. "Did you come through… all right?"
"Yes, Professor. Hermione and Ron, too. We're all safe, you saved us." He saw a tall man in brown and white robes kneeling down beside the teacher to ensure he was in one piece. "It's okay now; you're going to be fine."
"HARRY POTTER!" The boy's head snapped up as Voldemort's voice came erupting through the vortex. A burst of green lightening came shooting through the swirling light, striking Harry and hurling him back towards a wall. He heard Professor Snape yelling something, then saw a beam of light cut between the lightening and himself. Without the energy to hold him there, the boy fell to the floor. He looked up to see another man, also in brown and white robes, holding what looked to be some kind of sword. Only this sword was made of light and it was absorbing the spell as though it were nothing. Snape held up his wand in a weak, trembling hand and muttered an incantation. A bolt of light erupted from the end and struck the vortex, causing it to seal back up.
The lightning stopped with the closing of the vortex, and the man before him dismissed his weapon before turning to kneel down at Harry's side. "Are you all right?" Harry looked up at the young man. He had short hair, except for a long, slender braid that hung above his right ear. In his robes he looked like some sort of old, medieval monk or priest, though he had never heard of a priest carrying a sword of light.
Harry winced as he started to try and stand up. "I… I think so. A bit sore, but all there." He winced again as he started to brush off his wizard robes.
"Let me go!" Hermione broke away from the stranger trying to calm her and ran over to him. "Are you all right, Harry?" She reached him and began checking him over for injuries.
"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you and Ron, and Snape?"
"Ron and I are fine, just a few bruises." She looked over at the prone form of their teacher. Four of the strangers were leaning over him, and he still had not gotten up. He moved, but it was the guarded movements of someone in a great deal of pain. "I don't know about the Professor, though."
"He tricked him!" Ron came over to stand with the others, his face registering shock. "Snape tricked Voldemort! He let him think he was going to kill us, but just sent us somewhere else instead!"
Harry looked over at Snape, his brow furrowed in concern. "But where did he bring us?" He looked up at the man who had blocked Voldemort's attack. The stranger's face was serious, thoughtful. He had taken up a stance near the three students, as if to guard them. "Excuse me, where are we?"
The stranger's face softened into a gentle smile. "You are in the Jedi Temple on the planet of Coruscant. Within the council chambers, to be exact." A door opened on the other side of the room and three people in flowing robes entered. "Ah, the healers. They'll see to your… you called him a 'professor?'"
Hermione nodded. "Yes, Professor Severus Snape. He's our potions master." She was standing on her tip toes, trying to peer over the healers crowded around Snape. "What are they doing to him?"
"Treating his injuries. He took quite a fall." Two more healers came through the door and walked over to the children. "All of you did." He smiled at the newcomers and bowed slightly. "Master Bel'ar, Padawan Mais."
The older healer returned the bow. "Padawan Kenobi." The man turned his kind smile towards the students who pulled together more closely. "There's no need to fear, young ones. I merely need to make sure you are not injured."
"Oh, you should check Harry first, then. He's the one what got blasted." Hermione nodded in agreement with Ron.
"I'm all right, I mean it. It doesn't even hurt anymore."
"Still, child, I would like to be sure of that myself." The Jedi Healer was amused at the boy's grumblings, but he did submit to examination. "There was a great Force attack, dark side of the Force to be sure. But you're strong in your own right, young one. It protected you."
"Force? Is that what you call magic here? Are you all wizards, then?"
"Some may call us that, but most know us as Jedi." The healer examined Ron and Hermione as well. When he was done, Snape was being levitated off of the ground and moved.
"Wait! Where you taking him?" Harry moved to go to the teacher's side, but Padawan Kenobi stopped him.
"Be at ease. They are taking him to the infirmary, where he will be cared for. Trust the healers, they are quite good. Besides, I think the council will have some questions for you."
"Ron, you're stepping on my foot!"
"Sorry."
The trio moved through the corridor under the cover of Harry's cloak of invisibility. They were trying to find a place to hide until it was safe to come out. Hiding because Voldemort had somehow gotten into the school and was right now trying to find Harry.
"You two don't have to come, too. I can hide on my own."
"Of course you can," Hermione said as she led the way, "but if Voldemort caught Ron or myself you would feel as though you had to come back. That simply wouldn't do. Besides, the three of us are much stronger if we're together." She was right, of course. Still, Harry hated the thought of Ron and Hermione putting themselves in danger like this.
They came to the landing at the top of the fifth floor and hurried as quietly as they could to where they knew a secret passage lay hidden behind a mirror. Hermione extended her wand and whisper 'alohamora', causing the opaque glass to become more transparent. All three drew a shocked gasp when they saw who was already in the passage.
"Ah, the three heroes. So good of you to join me." Voldemort stepped out of the magic doorway, grinning down at what he couldn't possibly see. "Ascio cloak!" Harry's precious cloak whipped away from them and into the dark lord's waiting hand. "Harry Potter, at last."
Ron and Hermione instinctively put themselves between Harry and Voldemort, but he was having none of that. With a determined set of his chin, he pushed his way between them to stand in front, green eyes snapping at his enemy. "You don't belong here."
Voldemort only laughed. "Courage, such courage! You are very much like your father, young Potter. But very much like your mother, as well. Wouldn't you say so, Severus?"
Harry blinked in shock as Professor Snape walked out from behind Voldemort, his black cape billowing around him. He looked down at Harry with that enigmatic stare of his.
"I knew it, I knew you'd go bad!" Hermione glared at the potions master. Ron growled something deep in his throat.
"Go bad? Severus was with me before and he is with me again! I have forgiven him for his little fall from grace. And to prove it, I am going to let him be the one to dispose of you all."
The children clung close together as Snape pulled out his wand. Harry didn't often see Snape use his wand. The potions master preferred to use his cauldron to work his magic.
The wizard began to mutter an incantation and the children saw the end of his wand begin to glow. Voldemort looked on in malicious glee as something bright and swirling began to grow underneath them.
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The Jedi council was just about to dismiss Qui-Gon and his apprentice when something bright and swirling began appeared on the ceiling of the council chambers. To all present it felt as though the Force had been sucked into one place that began to grow in size.
"Harry! Harry I'm falling!" A voice, a young girl, was heard. She sounded frightened.
"Hang on, Hermione! Ron, grab her!"
"Too late!"
A high picked shriek was heard and a small form dressed in black fell out of the vortex and landed with a thump onto the floor of the council chambers.
"Hermione! Hermione, answer me!"
The form, clearly a young girl, moaned and tried to roll over so she could stand. Mace Windu rose from his seat with a fluid motion and grabbed hold of the girl to help her. In the vortex more sounds could be heard. Two young children, a cold, cruel laugh and the muttering of a man.
"Ron! We're slipping!"
"I know! There's nothing to grab on to!"
Two more screams sounded out and two more forms fell from the vortex. This time it was that of two boys. One had red hair and fell the same way as the girl. The other was a skinny boy with dark hair and some sort of vision enhancer over his eyes, who landed atop the other boy and did not take as long to recover. "Ron! Ron are you all right?"
From the vortex the laughter stopped. "What's this? I can still hear him! Severus, you have botched it! Where have you sent them?"
The incantation cut off sharply. "We're you'll never reach them, Voldemort. Some place safe from you!"
"TRAITOR!" There were loud sounds of fire and energy above. Both men were shouting at one another until another dark form, this one an adult, came falling through the vortex.
"Professor!" Harry crawled over to the figure of Severus Snape to make sure he was all right. He was barely aware of people in this new place rising to their feet and moving to help. Strong but gentle hands tried to pull him away from the teacher, but Harry fought to stay by his side.
"P… Potter, are you all right?" Snape seemed to be in a great deal of pain, what little color he had ever had to his face washed out. "Did you come through… all right?"
"Yes, Professor. Hermione and Ron, too. We're all safe, you saved us." He saw a tall man in brown and white robes kneeling down beside the teacher to ensure he was in one piece. "It's okay now; you're going to be fine."
"HARRY POTTER!" The boy's head snapped up as Voldemort's voice came erupting through the vortex. A burst of green lightening came shooting through the swirling light, striking Harry and hurling him back towards a wall. He heard Professor Snape yelling something, then saw a beam of light cut between the lightening and himself. Without the energy to hold him there, the boy fell to the floor. He looked up to see another man, also in brown and white robes, holding what looked to be some kind of sword. Only this sword was made of light and it was absorbing the spell as though it were nothing. Snape held up his wand in a weak, trembling hand and muttered an incantation. A bolt of light erupted from the end and struck the vortex, causing it to seal back up.
The lightning stopped with the closing of the vortex, and the man before him dismissed his weapon before turning to kneel down at Harry's side. "Are you all right?" Harry looked up at the young man. He had short hair, except for a long, slender braid that hung above his right ear. In his robes he looked like some sort of old, medieval monk or priest, though he had never heard of a priest carrying a sword of light.
Harry winced as he started to try and stand up. "I… I think so. A bit sore, but all there." He winced again as he started to brush off his wizard robes.
"Let me go!" Hermione broke away from the stranger trying to calm her and ran over to him. "Are you all right, Harry?" She reached him and began checking him over for injuries.
"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you and Ron, and Snape?"
"Ron and I are fine, just a few bruises." She looked over at the prone form of their teacher. Four of the strangers were leaning over him, and he still had not gotten up. He moved, but it was the guarded movements of someone in a great deal of pain. "I don't know about the Professor, though."
"He tricked him!" Ron came over to stand with the others, his face registering shock. "Snape tricked Voldemort! He let him think he was going to kill us, but just sent us somewhere else instead!"
Harry looked over at Snape, his brow furrowed in concern. "But where did he bring us?" He looked up at the man who had blocked Voldemort's attack. The stranger's face was serious, thoughtful. He had taken up a stance near the three students, as if to guard them. "Excuse me, where are we?"
The stranger's face softened into a gentle smile. "You are in the Jedi Temple on the planet of Coruscant. Within the council chambers, to be exact." A door opened on the other side of the room and three people in flowing robes entered. "Ah, the healers. They'll see to your… you called him a 'professor?'"
Hermione nodded. "Yes, Professor Severus Snape. He's our potions master." She was standing on her tip toes, trying to peer over the healers crowded around Snape. "What are they doing to him?"
"Treating his injuries. He took quite a fall." Two more healers came through the door and walked over to the children. "All of you did." He smiled at the newcomers and bowed slightly. "Master Bel'ar, Padawan Mais."
The older healer returned the bow. "Padawan Kenobi." The man turned his kind smile towards the students who pulled together more closely. "There's no need to fear, young ones. I merely need to make sure you are not injured."
"Oh, you should check Harry first, then. He's the one what got blasted." Hermione nodded in agreement with Ron.
"I'm all right, I mean it. It doesn't even hurt anymore."
"Still, child, I would like to be sure of that myself." The Jedi Healer was amused at the boy's grumblings, but he did submit to examination. "There was a great Force attack, dark side of the Force to be sure. But you're strong in your own right, young one. It protected you."
"Force? Is that what you call magic here? Are you all wizards, then?"
"Some may call us that, but most know us as Jedi." The healer examined Ron and Hermione as well. When he was done, Snape was being levitated off of the ground and moved.
"Wait! Where you taking him?" Harry moved to go to the teacher's side, but Padawan Kenobi stopped him.
"Be at ease. They are taking him to the infirmary, where he will be cared for. Trust the healers, they are quite good. Besides, I think the council will have some questions for you."