Disclaimer: Still the same.
Bet you all thought this had been abandoned! Really sorry about the long wait! Real life was conspiring against me. Finally on holidays though so maybe I can get a few chapters out before classes start again. What Yoda does in this chapter will probably upset people but I always saw Yoda as wiling to do what was necessary to stop Vader and the Emperor, up to and including manipulating Luke without his knowledge.

Chapter 9

"Hey Solo! Still around?"

"Min! How have you been? Where's the kid?" They clasped hands briefly before Quil joined Han in his booth.

"I've been alright. Aille is still at home; I managed to convince him to finish his schooling. Took me a while to get it through his head that he might want to be something other than a smuggler one day." Han laughed.
"How have you been? I'm surprised to see you."

"Still trying to leave. Things have been fairly quiet lately though. We're currently freezing to death."

"You just have no liking for the cold."

"Trust me, this place gives new meaning to the word cold."

"Ouch." Quil took a sip of his drink.
"I've got the shipment for you. At least now half of it makes sense now."

"Yeah, everything has to be refitted for the cold and it's taking a lot of time."

"Bet it is. Well, I'll see you in the bays. Number thirty five."

"Got it. Welcome back."

"Thanks." He ducked out of the Cantina and into the crowds.

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Han and Quil looked up as Chewie burst into the bay, pausing in their work to watch as the Wookie ran over to them.

"What is it?"

-Bounty Hunter for Jabba.-

""Get going, I'll stall him." Quil shoved Han towards the Falcon.

"Are you crazy? He'll kill you!"

"GO! The Alliance needs those supplies. I'm a big boy Solo, I can take care of myself." He watched as the two left, getting into position to hold off the Bounty hunter and whatever help he may have. The flacon was readying for take off when the bay doors were blown open. Quil opened fire before the smoke dissipated, trusting instinct to guide his aim. Assorted screams let him know he'd made several hits but the vague figures advancing through the disappearing smoke let him know he hadn't hit them all. He kept firing, watching the Falcon as she took off. Once the ship was well underway and out of range Quil vanished leaving behind one confused Bounty Hunter for the guards to find.

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Harry collapsed into the pilots' chair. That had actually been kind of fun. He'd almost forgotten what battle felt like, to be outnumbered and fighting for his and others lives. He was still smiling as he threw the switch for Hyperspace. Next stop, Tatooine. There were a few things he wanted to check out and a friends debt he was going to pay.

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Luke collapsed, exhausted. Yoda seemed to get some sort of sadistic pleasure out of pushing him past his limits. He'd thought he was fit with the training Harry had given him but this was ridiculous! He missed his friend desperately; talking to Yoda just wasn't the same. The small jedi master was very quick to criticise every small thing. He was too slow, too emotional, too everything. He missed Harry's encouragement and patient help. He rolled onto his side, staring at the small hut where Yoda lived. He fought tears of frustration and loneliness. He wouldn't give up, everyone was depending on him. Sighing he rolled away and pulled his blankets up, ready for sleep.

Yoda stared out the window to where Luke was settling down to sleep. He shook his head. The boy was too much like his father, he didn't share his old friends faith in the boy. He knew how the Wizard felt about young Skywalker, even if he wouldn't admit it to himself. Such an attachment if returned would be too dangerous. If Luke were to truly be a jedi they would have to be pushed apart. Yoda sat, relaxing and reaching toward Luke with the Force. What he was doing was unethical but necessary. Harry believed in letting others dictate his relationship with them so Luke must be the one to push him away. An hour later it was done.

"Good morning Master." Luke smiled at his Master as they sat to eat together.

"Sleep well you did?"

"It's amazing what exhaustion does for you."

"Goo, good. Much work to do we have."

"Yes Master." Luke looked up as the communications centre beeped. At Yoda's nod he rose to get the message.

"It's for me, from Harry."

"Read it young one." He watched Luke carefully with the Force as he read it. Yoda nodded to himself, detached interest was all Luke felt. It had worked and Luke hadn't even noticed the change.

"The Alliance is alright, they're based somewhere very cold. There was a slight altercation with a Bounty Hunter but no one was hurt."

"Kind of him it is to keep you informed."

"Yeah, it's not like I'll ever see him again."

"Mmm. Work we have to do now." Luke followed his Master further into the swamp.

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Harry started awake, sitting up too fast and hitting his head on the bunk above him, Luke's bunk. He shook the last cobwebs of sleep from his mind, what had woken him? He frowned, concentrating and sending his magic out to search. There was no immediate danger; the ship was still safely in Hyperspace. He concentrated inwards and gasped in pain. The magic binding him and Luke had been affected by something. He focused on the bond, ignoring the pain, following it back to Dagobah, to Luke. He brushed against his magic and drew back in shock and anger. His eyes snapped open, almost glowing with power.

"MACE! QUI-GON! OBI-WAN! ONE OF YOU GET HERE NOW!" He yelled at the Spirits, putting a considerable amount of power behind it. He paid no attention to the breeze that was pushing his hair off his face, a breeze caused by the power he was emitting.

"Harry? What is it?" Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan appeared standing beside his bunk.

"What is Yoda playing at?" The two ghosts flinched slightly as Harry all but hissed at them.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't give me that Ben."

"We honestly don't know Harry. Please calm down old friend and explain what has happened." Qui-Gon quickly tried to calm the older man and take his attention from his one time Padawan.

"I am bound to Luke by a magical oath. Something woke me so I used my magic to check everything. When I got to the bond it caused me pain. I ignored it and followed the bond back to Luke. I want to know what Yoda is thinking! What gave him the right to mess with Luke's mind and emotions! Does he know what he's done? He could have killed Luke and me!" Harry's voice was again rising in volume. The two dead jedi exchanged looks and then Obi-Wan vanished.

"Obi-Wan has gone to see Yoda. He's your friend Harry, he couldn't have known the danger what he did put you in."

"But what gave him the right to do it in the first place?"

"What exactly has he done?"

"Altered Luke's memories from the time he met me and cut him off from his emotions top a large degree. Luke's a partially trained Wizard Qui; to remove the memories of his training is crazy! He won't remember how to stop it if he instinctively does something."

"Can he do that?"

"Accidental magic happens, the stronger the Wizard the more diverse and frequent. Back home he would have been the third or fourth most powerful, that answer your question? Damn it! What is the midget thinking! I know he doesn't like how close we were or some of what I taught Luke but that is no excuse!"

"Harry you must calm down! Accidentally blowing the ship up would not be a good idea."

"What's it going to do? Kill me?" Harry blasted his desk, trying to let out some of his emotions. Obi-Wan flinched as he materialised in the path of the blast.

"Well?"

"He did not know he could have killed you both, he did what he believed was best for Luke's training." Obi-Wan was frowning, he did not agree with the ancient Master.

"He'll undo it now that he knows though." Qui-Gon stated confidently.

"That's the problem, it can't be undone." Obi-Wan braced himself for Harry's explosion but it never came. The calm fury they could see in those emerald eyes was 100 times more worrying. They watched as Harry went into the cockpit, dropped out of Hyperspace and set a new course.

"Don't do anything rash Harry." Qui-Gon counselled.

"Rash? Killing that interfering midget isn't rash, old friend or not. I'm taking Luke home. No matter how long it takes I'll help him get back everything that monster has taken away. I swear I will and no one is going to stop me."

TBC...