Disclaimer: I don't own characters or anything, those belong to J.K. Rowling and George Lucas. Also,the first two sectiony-things were written by Danni Rand, so credit for those go to her. She also beta'd this chapter. (although it's been so long that I doubt I changed anything)

He stood in the graveyard, searching with his eyes. The white-hat trio was nowhere to be seen. He growled, frustrated. "Where could they be!" he muttered.

"The Portkey isn't here!" Crabbe noticed.

"I saw that you idiot! Do you think I'm blind?" Malfoy sighed, running a hand through his hair. Crabbe and Goyle were so thick… "You two, go back to headquarters…"

They obediently left, leaving him alone. He then began thinking of how they could have disappeared.

He had seen them disappear with the Portkey. He was sure that he had set it to bring them here, so that left one possibility. They must have Apparated while the Portkey was dragging them here.

I must not incur my father's wrath, he thought. I need to find them. How can I… I know! I'll set a Portkey, and travel through iot. I'll then Apparate out of it. Then, I may be able to locate them…

With that, he set to work. He charmed a piece of granite which had broken off of a gravestone. He took the Portkey in hand, and felt the familiar feeling of something pulling him from behind his navel. As his surroundings began changing, he attempted Apparating back. It didn't work.

Just as Harry, Ron, and Hermione had, Draco's body was torn through time and space. When he tried to yell, there was only a faint echo.

Almost as soon as it had begun, it ended. He dropped onto the dirty ground, granite chunk still in hand. He looked around at his surroundings.

It was a huge city. Skyscrapers everywhere he looked, bright lights, and signs advertising things he'd never heard of in some strange alphabet he couldn't comprehend. Strange vehicles zoomed past him in all directions, floating on air.

He blinked. He blinked again. It wasn't going away. He pinched himself, since he must have been knocked out after Apparating out of the Portkey. He didn't wake up. He whirled around in a full circle, taking in his surroundings once more. "Where am I?"

Darth Pyres opened his yellow eyes. While meditating, he had sensed the sudden appearance of a presence strong in the Force. He rose out of the meditation pose, his shoulder-length black hair whipping around his face. He pulled on his cloak, which had part of the left sleeve cut off. This helped display the severe burn he had received in a duel with a Jedi Master, whom he had slain.

He clipped his blood-red staff to his belt, and strode out of his room. He had a Force-adept to locate.

The more Harry, Ron, and Hermione say of Luke's Jedi training, the more they wanted to be trained themselves. The loss of their magic upon entering this galaxy left them feeling helpless, and learning to use the Force would help them feel less empty. So, Harry decided to ask Obi-Wan if they could join in on Luke's training.

Obi-Wan agreed, and he began to teach them about the Force. It was very easy for them, since they had already studied magic, but the hard part was making and learning to use a lightsaber. Most of the parts they had to find around the Millennium Falcon.

Ron and Hermione were checking the cargo hold for any spare parts when Han, to their dismay, came tramping in yelling, "Hey! What are you doing! Leave my ship alone!"

"Sorry!" Ron said as they quickly retreated to a different part of the ship. "Won't happen again!"

Once they were away from Han and Chewbacca, Hermione put her head on Ron's shoulder and groaned.

"I just want to go home. It's so strange and awkward being here, not knowing what to do all the time."

"I know," Ron said soothingly. "Don't worry, we'll find a way home somehow."

"I suppose you're right," Hermione sighed. "For now, we should just focus on making these lightsabers."

Once they had found all the right parts, Harry, Ron, and Hermione charged their lightsabers, which greatly annoyed Han Solo. He accused them of "first stealing parts from my ship, and now wasting the power". Once they had managed to get everything in order, they returned back to Obi-Wan for their crystals.

"Here is my crystal bag," the wise old Jedi Master said. "And no, the bag is not made of crystal," he said, since he sensed that Ron was about to make a joke. Ron frowned.

"Er… how do we know which crystals to use?" Ron asked.

"Use the Force," Obi-Wan replied mistily. "One crystal for color and two for properties of the saber."

Obi-Wan left, and the trio carefully deposited the entire contents of the bag onto the table, and sat down with their newly constructed lightsaber handles.

Harry reached out with the Force. He could sense it in some of the crystals, although most were just sparkly pieces of rock. He then selected the three crystals that were emitting promising Force vibrations, one for color and to for properties. Ron and Hermione did likewise. They spent a number of hours trying to assemble their crystals, until they were finally done.

Harry pushed the little red button on the side of the handle, and a thick viridian beam extended. He swung it around a little, and accidentaly cut a largehole into a nearby metal object that Harry couldn't identify. He hoped Han wouldn't notice.

"Wicked!" Ron exclaimed, extending his own saber, which was cyan-colored and slightly longer than Harry's. He twirled it around aswell, and it moved very quickly. Hermione examined her own lightsaber, yellow and very lightweight. It was kind of a strange feeling, holding it,becausesince the beamwas basically weightless, it felt as if the lightsaber was improperlybalanced.It glowed very brightly in the dimly lit room, illuminating her face with a slightly yellow cast. She spoke softly, mostly to herself.

"I guess we don't need Lumos anymore… or Diffindo… not that we could do those here anyway…"

Like it? It was a little rushed, and I don't think I got all of the lightsaber details correct. What can I say? I know a lot more about the Harry Potter universe than the Star Wars one. Feedback is welcome, please review! More than two words would be nice, as well. :)

Sabe Arden