Title: Of Wizards and Jedi
Summary:A rather angsty teenage story with both main characters, Harry and Jaina. Ever wondered what would happen if sixteen year-old twins Jaina and Jacen Solo, Tenel Ka, seventeen year-old Jagged Fel, fourteen year-old Anakin Solo and Tahiri Veila, and later, Kyp Durron, Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade had a run in with Harry Potter and the gang from Hogwarts? Some interesting incidents are in order… MA-15 + just for some adult themes and coarse (teenage) language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters or incidents related to him. I also do not own Jaina, Jacen, Jag Fel, Anakin… and so on. JK Rowling and George Lucas own the sandbox, I'm merely having a play-date with them and have decided to stick my head in.
Note: Yes, Jag is a Jedi in this. In one of my other stories I made him Force-Sensitive and it kind of automatically carried on into this one!
CHAPTER THREE:
JEDI AND DARK WIZARDS DON'T MIX TOO WELL
Hermione looked startled. "The Dark Lord? Probing your mind?" Jaina nodded. "He keeps saying something about 'Potter'." She looked confused. "He feels excited. He doesn't know I can feel him probing and I don't think he knows much about me. He's trying to get past my shields but he's not very strong."
Harry looked alarmed. He jumped to his feet. "Stay here." He sounded shaky. "I think I have an idea of what's going on." Thoughts raced through his head as he sprinted downstairs. Jaina… Voldemort… Legilimency… The prophecy! He burst into the kitchen, breathing heavily.
The black-haired Jedi's head, Jag, snapped around so quickly that the whole room heard it crack. He ignored it and looked at Harry, an unreadable expression on his face. "Remus!' Harry said urgently. The man turned around quickly and saw Harry. He recognised the expression on the teenager's face as panic.
He got to his feet. "Into the living room," was all he said. "What's the matter?" he asked as soon as the door was closed. "Jaina said something about Voldemort," he explained quickly. "She said he keeps probing her mind. I have no idea how she would have found out about him if it's not true. She said he said something about me and he's excited. I think he knows the Jedi are from another galaxy. If he does, I have a feeling he's going to try and get them. She said he's trying to get past her shields but he's not very strong."
Remus was silent for a moment. "The Dark Lord is extremely skilled in Legilimency." His face took on a thoughtful expression. "If he can't get past her shields, she must be very powerful." Harry looked alarmed. "More powerful than Voldemort?" Remus nodded slightly. "I think she needs to speak to Professor Dumbledore."
Hermione looked at Jaina curiously. The girl sat rigidly straight, her legs crossed and her hands resting in her lap. Her eyes were closed. Ron was staring, goggle-eyed, at her. One of her eyes opened a few moments later. "I'm terribly sorry for interrupting," she apologised. "But I had a feeling Harry would be the one who knew what I was talking about."
"No, no, that's fine," Hermione said quickly. Jaina smiled briefly, showing straight, white teeth. "You three seemed more sensible than the twins downstairs. They are entertaining my brothers and friends." Hermione smiled slightly. "Fred and George are…" she stopped for a moment, searching for the right word. "Spastic?" Ron offered helpfully. Jaina looked alarmed. "They seemed physically normal," she said worriedly. Hermione laughed. "He means mentally spastic," she explained, giggling. "Like, they're crazy."
Jaina nodded in understanding. "Ah. I get your meaning now." There was silence for a moment. "Harry is coming down the hallway now," Jaina said, getting to her feet easily. Without using her hands, Ron and Hermione noticed, impressed. "I will leave." Harry appeared in the doorway just as she spoke. "No, stay," he said.
Jaina acquiesced gracefully and settled back down on the floor. He looked at her curiously. "I need to ask you something," he said, a bizarre idea forming in his mind. "When is your birthday?" "End of July," she said, looking confused. Harry felt his heart begin to thump. He asked her the exact date. She told him.
It was the same day as his. Suddenly, the idea didn't seem so bizarre. It was actually quite sane compared to half the things he was thinking at he same time. Jaina's face went blank and her eyes refocused a moment later. "Whoever this person is," she said. "He seems to think I don't know he's there. He's babbling on about something to do with a prophecy and swapping." The connection and everything else snapped into place.
Harry gulped. "You can read minds, can't you?" he asked. Jaina nodded. "In general, yes." "I'll think about what I think is going on and you read my mind, okay?" he said. Jaina nodded again. "If you wish." Ron looked indignant. "You can tell us!" he exclaimed indignantly. Hermione looked curious for a moment.
He raised a hand to shut them up and looked at Jaina. Her eyes were beautiful, he noticed embarrassedly. He cocked an eyebrow and she nodded. He closed his eyes.
Jaina plunged into the swirl of emotions that was the young man in front of her's mind. She tried to avoid any personal thoughts and managed to catch onto what he was broadcasting for her. When she'd processed the thought she withdrew immediately. She looked at Harry's intent green eyes and then looked away.
She rose swiftly and left the room, her ponytail swinging as she hung a sharp right down the corridor. Harry watched her leave, a worried expression on his face. "She didn't seem to like whatever it was she read in your mind," Ron said awkwardly.
Harry felt a strange calmness settling over him. If he was right, his worries with Voldemort were over. The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal… The passage of the prophecy echoed through his head. Jaina was most definitely a female, he thought. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe it was Sybil Trelawney's generalisation.
He tried to avoid those kind of thoughts until Professor Dumbledore was back and he could justify his panicky ideas. Maybe being back with his own kind so soon was messing with his head. Maybe Jaina was messing with his head.
He'd never seen anyone as beautiful as her. Never. Even the other girls, Tenel and Tahiri, had a beauty that he'd never seen before. Fred and George kept flirting with them, Jaina especially, and Jag seemed to find it quite irritating.
Jaina found Jag, Jacen and Tenel in one of the living rooms, speaking with two red-haired people she suspected were related to the Weasleys, and Tonks. Jag looked up as she entered and smiled at her. He patted the space beside him.
She settled down on the couch and leaned into her boyfriend, taking a deep, calming breath. "This is Jaina," Jacen was saying. "Jay, this is Bill and that's Charlie." She smiled at them pleasantly, her face taking on the unreadable mask that told anyone who knew her that she was distracted.
Bill gave her a polite smile and Charlie grinned. "I imagine Fred and George were making fools of themselves when you were introduced, huh?" Bill said. Jacen chuckled. "I can't blame them," Charlie said, flashing Jaina and Tenel another grin.
Jag sighed. "I suppose I'd better resign myself to males making fools of themselves over you, shouldn't I?" he said. "I've served my time and now I've got them throwing themselves at you." Jaina flashed him a small smile. "You made your own bed, Fel," Jacen said amusedly.
Tonks laughed. "Apart from Kreacher trying to strangle her, they've had a good reception." Bill and Charlie looked alarmed. Jaina waved a hand dismissively. "No big deal," she said reassuringly, seeming to come out of her fog. "I'm fine."
"Fred and George want to put him in St. Mungo's," Tonks said, grinning. "Justly, for once." Jaina smiled slightly. Ginny, Tahiri and Anakin came into the room, Harry, Hermione and Ron in tow. "We'll show Jaina and Tenel where they're sleeping," Ginny offered.
Jaina rose easily, in synchrony with Tenel. She squeezed Jag's hand briefly in reassurance as he looked at her quizzically. Harry and Ron entered the room as they left and Harry glanced at Jaina quickly but her face betrayed nothing.
Jag shifted slightly on the couch and Jacen motioned for the two of them to sit down. Tonks excused herself. "So what exactly happened with Kreacher earlier?" Bill asked. Jag looked murderous.
"The damn thing jumps at her and starts choking her," Ron said. "Scary as hell." Jag muttered several select Corellian curses he'd learnt from hanging around the Solos and other Corellian Jedi and pilots darkly.
"Pardon?" Harry asked. He'd made vague connections with what he'd heard Jag mutter and what Jaina had spat at Dudley and his gang earlier that day. "Nothing," Jag said apologetically. "Just babbling."
It had sounded very much like a string of highly offensive terms to Harry, judging by the way Jag's voice had darkened. He brushed it off as an insult to Kreacher.
Han threw the tumbler across the room angrily. It shattered against the wall. "What do you mean 'can't sense them'?" he shouted furiously. Leia was sitting on the lounge, her face in her hands, a few tears trailing down her cheeks.
Mara was beside her, a comforting arm around her shoulders. "I mean," Luke said calmly. "That when we reach out for them, they don't respond. It's like they're not there. I think they're alive, but I don't know where they are."
"You'd better damn well find them!" Han yelled, throwing another tumbler wildly. "You don't think we're worried?" Mara snapped. "Tahiri and Tenel are gone too, and they're under our care! We're trying to find them as fast as possible. Jag's gone as well, and his parents are crazy with worry."
Han quieted for a moment. "We parted on bad terms," he said bleakly. "The last thing we did was scream at each other." Leia looked up and there were tear-stains all down her face. "What if they're dead?" she asked softly.
Jaina slid into a pair of pyjamas she pulled from her knapsack and settled down onto the mattress she'd been given. She sent a thought to Jag. Come say goodnight? His reply was quick. Of course.
A few moments later, he appeared in the doorway. "Turn off the light, will you?" Tahiri mumbled. Jag turned it off and crouched down beside Jaina's bed. "Come on in," Jaina said softly. Jag chuckled. "I'll never get out."
"Okay," Jaina said in an undertone, stretching up to press her lips to his. He responded in kind. Jaina shifted on the bed and Jag eased on, drawing her into his arms. "I wish Dad and I hadn't parted on such bad terms, Jag," she whispered. "I'm scared."
He kissed her softly. "I'm sure we'll find a way to get back to them soon, baby," he said quietly. "Don't be scared. Your brothers and me are here. Between us, I daresay someone would be fairly beat up before they got to you. We wouldn't want to have to bring you back to your father hurt and face the firing squad, hey?"
Jaina giggled softly and buried her face into his chest. She shook slightly as she cried into him. He stroked her hair and murmured soothing sounds until she looked up. "I love you," she said, kissing him again. "I love you too." His voice was gentle.
The salty taste of tears was left on his lips as she started to cry softly again. He just held her. When she quieted, he found that she had fallen asleep. He kissed her softly. "Sleep well, Jay," he whispered. "I love you." He climbed off the bed slowly and carefully as not to wake her and crept from the room.
Bill, Charlie, Jacen, Anakin, Harry and Ron were in the living room when he came back in. "She alright?" Jacen asked concernedly. Jag nodded. "Sleeping." He looked to Bill and Charlie. "Anyway," Anakin said, carrying on where he'd been interrupted when Jag entered.
"As I was saying, Jacen woke up this morning and started panicking. He couldn't sense Jay, and being the considerate brothers we are, he started trying to reach her. Jace must have got something because he started going all transparent.
"Tenel grabbed him, I grabbed her and Tahiri grabbed me. Then we ended up in a park, and Jay and Jag were there. Then Harry found us and now we're here." Jacen clapped mockingly. "Great job, Ani," he said sarcastically. "But you got it wrong."
Anakin looked confused. "Tahiri grabbed Tenel and you grabbed Tahiri," Jacen corrected. "Oh." Anakin grinned. "My bad." Jag rolled his eyes. "Yes, Anakin," he said. "You are bad." "A bad boy," Jacen scolded playfully. "A bad, bad, bad boy. Naughty Anakin."
Anakin scowled. The others laughed. Harry rose. "Me and Ron will show you guys where you can sleep, if you want," he offered. "Thanks," Jacen said and the three rose. "It's past Jag's bedtime anyway." Harry and Ron snickered slightly.
Jag sent a Force slap quickly and Jacen smirked, rubbing absently at his head. "You have to stop using the fact that Jay taught you how to do that as an unfair advantage!" Anakin admonished, grinning. "Aunt Mara never taught us. Just Jay."
"Female weapon," Jacen said, shooting Jag a wary glance and putting up a Force shield.
Jag shook his head menacingly. "You're just asking for it now, Solo," he threatened. There was no hint of mockery or joking on his face and Harry and Ron started to wonder if he would actually punch him. Jacen grinned smugly.
"Oh, yeah, Fel," he said, rolling his eyes. "I'm really asking for it." Jag's hand snapped out suddenly and his fist would have connected with, and broken, Jacen's nose if the other boy hadn't ducked. Jacen chuckled. "Almost."
Ron made a sound half-way between terror and amusement. Harry laughed. "I think we're gonna have to get used to have that kind of thing going on," Bill said, grinning. "They're worse than Fred and George." Anakin looked up and smirked.
"We always pride ourselves on doing everything first and better," he said cockily. Jacen rolled his eyes and smacked Anakin across the head. The younger boy didn't seem fazed, merely shot his older brother a obnoxious look before shifting his stance.
"Can I ask a question?" Jag said suddenly. "What exactly is in these 'Star Wars' movies?" The wizards shrugged. "Have no idea," Bill said and the other three echoed him. "You have to ask Hermione in the morning," Ron said. Jag nodded.
"G'night, guys," Bill and Charlie said. "G'night," the five boys repeated. Jacen snapped a mock salute and Bill and Charlie returned it, grinning. "Get a life, Lieutenant Solo," Jag said, his tone that of a military commander. "I have a life, thank you very much, Colonel Fel."
Jacen stuck his tongue out at Jag as Harry and Ron led them out of the room.
Bill looked to Charlie as the teenagers left the room. "Likeable kids, aren't they?" Charlie commented, grinning. "Very likeable. Look older than they are, undoubtedly, especially Jag." Bill grinned. "What about that Jaina?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"A nice-looking young woman," Charlie said. "Very nice-looking." "As Fleur would say," Tonks said, coming into the room. "''Er 'ole body simply 'angs off 'er cheekbones!'" Bill grinned. Charlie laughed. "If I was five years younger." He sounded wistful.
"Jag's got her, it seems," Bill said. "And he'll defend his territory fiercely. As anyone who was dating someone like that would. I don't like your chances, Charlie." Tonks grinned sneakily. "Besides, Jag's quite a looker himself," she said slyly.
Harry and Ron showed the three boys a spare room, with three mattresses. "This okay?" Harry asked. Jag nodded. "It's fine," he said, grinning at him. Harry grinned back. "We'll see you in the morning, then," Ron said, flashing a grin of his own.
They waved as Harry and Ron left. "Friendly guys," Ron said as they went down the hall to Harry's room, passing the girls' room. They peered in and saw Jaina, curled like a cat, facing away from them, Tenel was lying on her stomach and Tahiri was sprawled all over the bed.
"Attractive girls too," Ron commented, grinning. Harry looked at him and couldn't help but grin back. "Very." He turned thoughtful. "But they're all taken. And it looks as if Jag's very protective of Jaina." Ron snorted.
"Can't imagine why…" he said mockingly. "Imagine if you were dating a piece of work like her! Bloody hell! I'd never let her out of my sight! No wonder, really, if he worries. Imagine what'll happen if they come to Hogwarts this year! Malfoy will crack a fit!"
Harry laughed as they entered his room. "He'll want them to join Slytherin!" Ron guessed. "I think they'd rather Gryffindor, though. Maybe they could hold fighting lessons and bash up Crabbe and Goyle for us…"
Harry grinned as he flopped onto his bed. "Y'know, all this has helped distract me from getting sad about Sirius," he said happily. Ron grinned. "That's good, mate," he said. "Really good." "Maybe we should get them playing Quidditch!" he said after a minute, excitedly.
"I'll bet they'd be great at it! We'd have new Beaters, a Keeper and Chasers, seeing as Katie, Angelina and Alicia are gone!" Harry grinned. "I can imagine the look on McGonagall's face when we walk into class with six new people!" he said.
Ron's mouth dropped open. "I'll bet they have mind powers!" he said, awe-struck. "They'd be great help with homework and tests." Harry grinned again. "They have mind powers alright," he said, remembering accusing Tenel of being a Legilimens.
Ron looked positively gleeful. "This is so great!" he said excitedly. "We're so going to have a great year!" Harry laughed, finding himself swept along with the excitement Ron was feeling.
All of a sudden, Jaina's words came back to him. Who and what is the Dark Lord? Voldemort or something. He keeps probing my mind. The connection scared him, but at the same time, he felt safer. Like everything that had been pressing in since Sirius died was gone.
Stopped in it's tracks. Merlin's beard, he must be going mental. Stop, he ordered himself. Stop, and focus on something real. Something definite. You wish you had a connection with Jaina.
Shall be back with more soon! Had a hectic year so far and I have like two other stories on the go as well. I think I might have bitten off more than I can chew.