I sort of wanted to use the usual characters of Star Wars, thus the names. They are kind of cool, the exact characters except Obi-Wan, although he looks almost the same as the original one. The Obi-Wan five years back in time in my story was not in Coruscant for most of the times. If he was, Harry and Obi-Wan would go to other planets to train, as I mentioned in Ch 2. Going back in time doesn't make you grow older; at least it's like that in my story. :D

Disclaimer: HP always belongs to JKR… always…

Chapter 3

It was raining heavily and the big raindrops splattered against Hogwarts' walls and windows. Harry Potter looked up and smiled, taking in every inch of the castle. It had been 5 years since he had seen this castle. He wondered how his two best friends, Ron and Hermione, were doing.

He actually did not want to accompany his master to Hogwarts to settle things with Dumbledore which was that this year, the 6th and 7th years were going to Coruscant for an exchange programme. He felt relieved that he had come. It was good to see the magnificent castle again.

Amelia wanted to come with them but his master managed to "sort things out" with her. Amelia Amidala, daughter of Senator Amidala. He was a friendly and kind old man and Harry love him and treat him like his own father and the old Senator treat Harry like his own son too.

Amelia was a beautiful young woman and she was a year younger than Harry. They became best of friends at first sight. Harry always knew that she wanted to be more than best friends with him but he somehow knew it that she was not the one for him.

Harry had realized that during his 5 years of training, his thoughts were always centered on his two best friends, especially a certain brunette. His feelings towards Hermione had developed but Harry did not know what it had changed into.

"A penny for your thoughts, my young apprentice." Harry snorted. They both knew that the Jedi council will promote Harry to the rank of Jedi Master soon. "Oh it's nothing master. Just thinking." He answered coolly.

Obi-Wan sighed. His young apprentice, always keeping his thoughts to himself and shared them with nobody, except maybe, Amelia. He shook his head and continued treading their way to the castle.

Harry Potter had become a man with what is master called, a cold attitude. Sure, Harry thought, that he was sometimes too cold but he had learnt not to trust anybody easily in his 5 years of training. He became a quiet man and talked when necessary.

They made their way towards the Great Hall and noises of students chatting happily with each other filled their ears. Harry sighed. How he wished that he could be just one of them bearing no responsibility of the world on his shoulders but Harry knew that would not happen to him. He was after all Harry Potter, the boy who lived.

He was so deep in his thoughts that he did not even notice his master looking at him. Obi-Wan sighed at his apprentice again. Drifting into his deep thoughts, again.

It was when they stepped into the great hall did he came out of his own world. "Ah… Obi-Wan! My old friend! How nice to see you again!" Dumbledore said as he walked down of the teachers' table to greet his old friend. By then, the whole great hall was as quiet as a graveyard. Every single pair of eyes was focusing on them.

Harry could see the students looking at them now and he was starting to feel uneasy even though he still had his hood on over his head that nobody could recognize him. Still, he did not like attention. He always did not like it. He resisted the urge to look at Ron and Hermione, especially Hermione. He knew if he were to look at them, Hermione would surely recognize him immediately. He just looked at his master and Dumbledore who seemed to be chatting away happily.

Suddenly, he heard "Sorry Headmaster, for being late for the feast." He saw his master's head turn to face the man and the next thing he heard was and angry voice shouting "YOU!"

Then, it was the sound of a lightsaber being switched on.

Acting out of instinct, Harry switched on his own lightsaber and leapt into the air, his hood sliding off in the process, revealing him with a visor on. Harry had developed a new power in those 5 years. His eyes were able to shoot off red beams (AN: borrowed the idea from X-Men as I thought it is kind of cool for Harry to have those). Harry was told that those beams were very destructive. Obi-Wan had this visor specially build for him until he was able to control it and fire it at will.

An emerald green blade met a blood-red one. And the next thing Harry knew was that he was fighting with…

Professor Severus Snape!

His master had never told him. He only knew of a few such as Dumbledore was a Jedi and Voldemort was a Sith. He never knew that Snape was a Jedi too!

Harry sighed, getting used to people not telling him some things.

Both were slashing their lightsabers about, getting close to slashing each other into pieces. Harry then dodged a swish of red light and with tiniest bit of effort; he hit the red-bladed lightsaber out of Snape's hands. Snape's eyes widen in shock.

It was Potter! And he had beaten him!

Harry then used his force jump and leapt into the air and grabbed the air-borne lightsaber and with that, he landed neatly on the grounds of the Great Hall. It was then did he realize that his hood had slid off.

Harry silently prayed that no one was able to notice him with his visor on.

Until he heard, "Look! Isn't that Potter's bolt-shaped scar? I thought he went missing?"

He sighed. Damn his scar! Everyone was gawking and whispering about him. How he hated attention.

He caught snippets of the whispers. "Isn't that Potter? I thought he was dead?" "Look at him. Those visors, it looks so cool. I wonder why he has to wear them." "He's so cute! I want to date him!"

It was then did Dumbledore recover from his shock. He had not known that Harry would be trained under Obi-Wan. He was always under the impression that Yoda was doing the job.

"Harry?" Professor Dumbledore asked in almost a whisper.

Harry let off a sigh. He knew he should not have come here.

"Harry. Is that you?" Dumbledore asked once again.

"Yes it's me Professor. It's nice to see you again." Harry answered, not really meaning it.

Dumbledore was shocked. Harry had replied in a deep and cold tone.

At the Gryffindor table, the whole house was relieved that their hero was back. Ron was staring stupidly at him, with his mouth hanging wide open, just like many of the male population in Hogwarts.Ginny was already crying; glad that her 7th brother she never had had came back. Hermione at last could not hold on any longer. She started crying silently. She was upset not only because Harry had left without a word but also that he did not even glance over at them since he came in. Harry did not know that Hermione's world had come crumbling down when he left. He did not know that he meant the world to her.

"Harry" Dumbledore started again as he came over and wanted to give Harry a grandfatherly hug. However, Harry moved away.

"How dare he do this! Had he forgotten what he had done? How convenient for him to forget!" Harry thought angrily. He almost wanted to punch that old man but resisted doing so.

If Dumbledore was at all hurt, he did not show it. He turned to ask Obi-Wan, "Obi-Wan, why was I not inform that you were training Harry all along? I was under the impression that Yoda was doing this."

"My apologies, Dumbledore. But alas, it was my padawan's idea not to tell you." Obi-Wan answered. He knew of Harry's dislike towards Dumbledore but not really knowing the reason for it.

Dumbledore turned to see Harry's almost murderous expression. This time, hurt was evident in his eyes. However, Dumbledore quickly recovered and returned to his usual composure. He of course realized the reason to Harry not wanting to tell him. "An old man's mistake," Dumbledore thought and sighed.

Harry then decided that he should calm down, not wanting his friends to realize his dislike towards Dumbledore, but unfortunately, they already did.

"We really should be going to my office now to settle this trip shouldn't we?" Dumbledore said. "Meanwhile, Professor McGonagall will take charge of you all." He said to the students as he headed out of the Great Hall with Obi-Wan and Harry following. While walking out, Harry threw Snape's lightsaber back. Snape caught it and glared at him which Harry returned. He turned and continued to walk out with his master and Dumbledore.

Hermione looked at Harry as he walked out. Still, he had not looked at them. Not even a glance.

He was not the Harry she knew anymore.

I simply just lovvvveeee this chapter.