Disclaimer: Same as before. Thanks for the reviews. Yes, it would be a lonely life for Harry, switching from life to life as time passed. Glad you liked Mace as a ghost, I thought Obi-Wan was a little over used. Obviously this takes a big detour from the movies. Don't know what I'll do about Cloud City, can't see Harry leaving him to go by himself or at all. The old Harry would have let him go, this one's way older and has seen a lot more. He'll probably be there for the final showdown. Maybe it'll be Vader vs. Luke and Harry vs. Palpatine. Or all three vs. Palpatine, haven't decided yet. Any suggestions for pairings yet? I think I'll stick to the classic Han/Leia but what about Harry and Luke, should they pair with someone? Opinions please, it's a very tough decision.

By the way, I'm hopeless at Yoda talk so bear with me. Also not sure of when Dooku would have been his Padawan so for this it was about 50yrs before the wars.

Chapter 3

Luke looked up as Orion walked in looking more than a little peeved. He grinned as he picked up what his teacher was muttering under his breath.

"Another admirer Orion?" His grin grew as Harry shot him an annoyed glare as he dropped the Orion persona. It still amazed Luke how he could become someone else so easily. Orion Granger was a fairly well off but eccentric off-worlder that only ever left his isolation to purchase supplies and never had any visitors. Of course rumour now had it that his nephew was staying with him, at least that was one of the nicer rumours that explained Luke. Others had less innocent reasons for the younger mans presence. Luke had blushed fiercely when Harry had told him about them and was flat out refusing to ever leave the grounds unless they were leaving the planet. In the five weeks since he'd woken that first time the two had grown more comfortable around each other and Luke was gradually coming to trust his odd teacher. He appreciated everything Harry had done for him but you wouldn't know it from the language used during his physiotherapy sessions.

"If you must know, yes. Crazy kid! She's thirteen at most! But do her parents try to stop her? No, they encourage her! Apparently I'm a catch since I have money and the freedom to come and go as I please from the planet, blockade or not. Thirteen!" Harry threw himself into his chair and glared as Luke gave in to hysterical laughter.

"It's not funny." He grumbled.

"Was she cute?"

"Don't go there. Finished your studies?"

"Yes sir." Luke calmed himself and sat up straighter. He'd been happy when Harry had agreed that he was well enough to spend his days in a small airy library on a comfortable couch. It beat being stuck in bed all the time. Now that he could hobble short distances by himself he was being given more independence.

"And your opinion?"

"The Republic was great in theory but had a lot of problems in practice. Getting so many diverse groups to agree on everything is all but impossible. The system was wide open to corruption and abuse as proved by Palpatine's rise to power. He manipulated events to suite his own purposes and didn't care who died in the process. One man should not have the final say in governing the galaxy. So maybe you could have two Senates one large and one small. The larger one where ideas are brought forward and discussed before being passed to the smaller group for final approval. Both groups would be on a rotation so that favouritism couldn't be claimed. In theory it should stop one person or group gaining enough power for something like the Empire to form again."

"Not bad. Sounds similar to some governments back home. How are your navigation studies coming?"

"Fine, I think."

"Good. And your recovery's on track." Harry stared out the window, obviously thinking. Luke stayed still, he knew his teacher would speak when he was ready and not before.

"Feel up to a trip?" Luke leant forward eagerly and didn't care that it earnt a grin.

"Where to?"

"Nal Hutta, we need to get our credentials worked out."

"Credentials? For what?"

"Smuggling of course." Luke stared at Harry in stunned disbelief.

"Smuggling?"

"Of course. This way we can travel enough that no one notices what we're doing and if most of our work is for the Alliance…" Luke was pretty sure that the smile on his face couldn't get any bigger.

"Thank you." He said quietly. Harry shrugged, slightly uncomfortable.

"I've been in a similar spot Luke. This way you can still help the war effort and get your training in. Of course we'll still do some legit work on the side and it'll only be for a year tops before I cart you off to Yoda."

"I get it, still thanks."

"I'll supply everything we'll need. If there's anything here you want to take like a few books or whatever you can pack them, just not the whole library. We still need to be able to get the ship off the ground. And I believe this is yours." Luke looked down at Harry's outstretched hand and stared in shock.

"How did you get that? Where?"

"Grabbed it on my way to brake you out, figured you'd want it back and not in the hands of some Imperial. You won't be able to carry it on you or anything but I figured you'd like to know it was here."

"It was my fathers, it's all I have of him… Thank you." Luke took the silver cylinder and stood.

"I'll go pack."

Harry watched his student as he left. He'd recognised the weapon the instant he'd seen it. The last time he'd seen it Obi-Wan had been staring at it, grief stricken. He should have approached the younger man then, found out what was going on. Maybe he could have started training Luke earlier if he had. But Luke had told him all about what had happened. Why hadn't Obi-Wan given him any previous training? He knew Yoda would be reluctant to train someone so old from practically the start. It would be good to see the midget again, even if they didn't always get along. Yoda had been his first introduction to the jedi. Harry had been on Coruscant for three years by the time the Council had decided to investigate the rumours of a jedi living on the lower levels. After six months hiding from and tailing the various jedi he'd finally decided they meant him no harm.

Flashback

He took a deep breath and stepped from the concealing shadows but still stayed well out of reach.

"A good chase you have given us young one. Decided not to run have you?" Harry stared at the small green one who had spoken but stayed silent. He edged nervously back towards safety, maybe it hadn't been such a bright idea after all.

"Mean you no harm we do." He met the short one's gaze and could feel the truth of it but he didn't like being so outnumbered. As if sensing that the green guy turned to his companions.

"Leave us you shall. Return to the temple when done I will." Harry hid his surprise.

"Is that wise master Yoda? We do not know who he is or what he can do." The man looked human to Harry but he'd learnt quickly that that didn't mean he was.

"No harm does he mean. If harm was his intention attack already he would have. Talk we must. Leave you must."

"Yes Master." The man bowed and they left. Harry watched as Yoda settled himself on a crate, apparently ready to wait for as long as needed. He fidgeted slightly under that gaze, knowing how he must look. A scared, half-starved teenager in near rags.

"No harm I mean you young one. Name you have?"

"Harry Potter sir." His voice was different to how he remembered but he hadn't spoken in a long time, screaming didn't count.

"So speak you can. How come you to be here?"

"I don't know, I was meant to die." The last part was said mostly to himself.

"Very young you are for that. Family you have here?"

"No one. They're all dead." Because of me.

"Many rumours you have caused. Why help people do you?"

"Because I can, someone has to." Harry shrugged listlessly. He sat on the edge of a crate and relaxed ever so slightly.

"But who helps you I wonder. Hmm?"

"Why would anyone want to? All I do is get people killed." Harry froze as he realised what he'd said and to a powerful stranger at that.

"Truly believe that do you? Kind heart you have Harry Potter." Harry looked away. In a kind of weird way Yoda reminded him of Dumbledore and it was not comforting at the moment.

"Everyone who gets close to me dies a horrible death. No one wants to try here so they're safe."

"Safe you are not. Weakening you are. Proper food and rest you need child."

"I'm not a kid. I haven't been a kid in a long time." He looked down, unable to meet the understanding gaze.

"Old is your soul but young is your body. Perhaps in time learn to be one you could."

"How? I don't belong here! I stopped him! I fulfilled that stupid prophecy! I should have died when he did! Instead I'm here and I don't even know where here is! Everything's so different and I'm…" Harry trailed off trying to fight back tears.

"Scared." His head shot up and he stared at the sympathetic jedi before nodding.

"Come with me you shall. Care and healing you will receive." He shook his head.

"I can't. I don't."

"You shall. Four hundred years I am, survive helping you I can." Harry was pretty sure that was an amused grin. And finally he was too tired to care anymore. He wearily got to his feat and followed the jedi back to the temple.

End Flashback

He'd spent nearly a year under the care of various Healers, only a month of that for his body. The rest had been for his soul. It had taken time and a lot of work but he'd eventually started to heal. Yoda had been an integral part of that process. He'd taken the place of a mentor, something Harry had sorely missed since he'd been dumped into a strange new world. Yoda had seen to his education and helping him set up a life. They'd kept in touch for fifty years and then ceased. It hadn't taken Harry long to discover his new status and it was a secret he guarded carefully, not even telling his mentor. After five years he'd stopped visiting or communicating via any visual means. After fifty he'd stopped and faked his death. In his animagus form he'd watched Yoda standing by the tree where his remains had apparently been laid to rest and it had been hard not to reveal himself.

He'd returned to Coruscant and the Temple just fifty years before the Clone wars had broken out and had been shocked to see Yoda so aged. It had taken him nearly a year to work up the courage to approach him. He'd never seen the midget look so shocked. He'd known straight away without Harry having to say he wasn't his own descendant. He'd had a Padawan at the time but had still made time for Harry. He hadn't realised how much he'd missed the jedi master until then. They'd stayed in frequent contact until the death of Yoda's Padawan's Padawan. With Jinn's death and the re-emergence of the Sith Harry's identity had been revealed to the Council and he'd used many of his abilities to help but he hadn't fought. He'd sworn a long time ago to never fight again but now it looked as if he'd have too if he were to fulfil his oath to Luke.

Rem Tylen smiled at his son as the young man watched Corellia fall away behind them. A nearby spacer chuckled.

"Kids first time in space?"

"What gave it away?" The old man smiled fondly at his son. Lucian come away, it's time for dinner." The brown haired youth turned from the observation port with a sheepish grin.

"Coming father." He easily fell into step beside his 'old man' as they headed for the ships galley. The youth shot one last look out the port before the ship jumped into hyperspace and the planet vanished from sight. He smiled to himself as he followed his father through the ship, glad to be in space, once again.

TBC...