Kathryn looked out at the view screen. There was no debris…no survivors. Whatever had destroyed this ship had been powerful - maybe a particle weapon of some sort.
"Captain, there appears to be no damage to the ship," reported Tuvok.
For a moment she thought she had misheard. "What?"
"Our shield's are at maximum…and there appears to be no damage - as if the battle never took place. Our sensor readings appeared to be faulty."
"And that's not all, during that attack someone downloaded our entire database," added Chakotay.
She gave them both an exasperated look and slumped into her Captain's chair. "So…there was no ship?"
"Apparently not," said Tuvok.
"Then what was that? And how did they make the ship shake?"
Harry Kim appeared on the bridge and took his post.
"Tuvok I'm putting you in charge of this investigation."
"There's an investigation?" He replied.
"There is now. I want to know what the hell went on here."
Harry looked at her blankly then raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, and Chakotay," she said, "fill Ensign Kim in on what he's missed. I'll be in my ready room."
The next day Harry Potter stretched his arms in his bed and looked up expecting the drapes of his four-poster at Hogwarts. Instead he woke up to ceiling of grey plastic. The events of the previous day dawned on him once again as he rolled out of bed and walked through the double doors, not knowing exactly where he was going. He wanted to get off the ship. Maybe he could steal it. OK, now I'm just being stupid. His thoughts were interrupted as he collided with an officer in the corridor.
"Oh, sh…sorry, I wasn't corridor."
The man stared at him then laughed.
"No, sorry I meant I wasn't looking properly, I'm kinda tired," Harry mumbled.
"No problem," the man replied with a grin, "I'm Tom Paris. Do you want to get a bite to eat, my shift doesn't start until 0700 hours."
Harry's eyes widened. Jeez, no wonder I'm so out of it. 0700 hours? 7 o' clock in the morning? I've only had a couple hours' sleep…
"Oh…sure. Thanks."
They set off along the corridors. Harry desperately wanted to see the Captain. Had she found a way for him to get off the ship? They arrived in the Mess Hall shortly afterwards and sat down at a table near the large window. Harry stared out into the black wondering if he'd ever get home…
"Hello Tom! Harry! What can I get you?" The voice was that of the alien Neelix.
Harry ordered a cup of coffee hoping it would wake him up a bit.
"Dear, dear, you don't want to become a coffee addict. Next thing you know you'll be Captain of a Starship with an unhealthy fixation for discovery," joked Tom Paris, grinning at Neelix.
Harry looked up and yawned. OK, that probably looked really rude.
"You know what would cheer you up? A bit of racing on the Holodeck," Tom said.
"Oh, I can't drive…what about Quidditch? No, sorry that's stupid."
"No, no, what's that?"
"It's a Wizard sport, kind of like basketball but played on broomsticks."
"Wow, sounds like the ultimate sport. I can have the program up and running by 1600 hours. Meet me then in Holodeck two and you can show me how to play. And while you're at it, you wouldn't mind filling me in on 20th Century Earth would you? It's one of my obsessions."
"Oh dear God," a voice from behind him said. He looked round to see a young woman standing there rolling her eyes at Tom and shaking her head. She was slim and pretty but had strange markings on her face. They were thin ridges, which went from her nose outwards, up her forehead.
"Good morning to you too," said Tom. "Harry, this is B'Elanna."
He nodded and smiled to her.
Tom Paris was easy to talk to and determined to cheer Harry up. He joked a lot, which reminded him of Fred and George especially when he gloated about his various pranks pulled on Tuvok, the Chief of Security. He told him a lot about the people on Voyager and what had happened to get them stranded in an unexplored region of Space.
"Tom, there's a staff meeting about to start in my ready room and can you have Harry Potter come along too?" A voice said seemingly coming from nowhere.
"We'll be right there, Captain," Tom replied.
A few minutes later Harry sat in a room containing little but a large oval table and chairs, the top at which the Captain sat. There were also other officers present. Chakotay (who Tom had told him was the First Officer), B'Elanna (the Chief Engineer), Neelix, Tuvok, Tom, Harry, the Doctor and a woman Harry had previously not encountered. She was extremely beautiful, with blonde hair tied behind her head but her face had strange metal objects affixed to it. One around her left eye and a star shaped piece imbedded in the skin near her right ear.
Once everyone had settled down, the Captain cleared her throat…
TBC…
Author's note: Ah we all knew it was coming! Tom Paris playing Quidditch lol. This is my first fanfic so please review! I'd really appreciate any tips! Thanks!