I own neither Harry Potter nor Star Wars. I promise to do nothing with other people's characters they haven't had them do themselves. Of course, for Star Wars, I could leave everyone hanging for an unreasonable amount of time before I update the story, but... Well, I did.
Toma Kendet had spent the last few months acquainting himself with the world of his Padawan's birth. His time on Earth was quite limited when he picked up Harry, and if he were going to live here for any length of time, he would need to be able to blend in. He was not encouraged by what he found. There were social barriers which fragmented the citizens of this world. There was a great divide between the magical and non-magical communities. This gulf was so vast that the majority of muggles, as the magical wizards and witches called those who were born without the ability to commune with the Force, didn't even believe magic was real. On the other hand, the muggles had leapt forward with technology and science to the point where they had no difficulties existing as a society without the magicals, who were being left behind. Investigating both the non-magical and magical communities that lived so close to each other but never communicated, it was clear that the magicals were, for the most part, vastly ignorant about their own world.
He remembered Professor McGonagall's shock at learning her species had visited the moon decades before. Magicals essentially ignored the muggles, as well as any Muggle-borns who tried to explain the muggle world to them. Stories of muggle achievements and technology were either misunderstood or derided on the spot. As such, most Muggle-borns found themselves so discriminated against that they left the magical world in great numbers upon their graduation from Hogwarts. There, they found they were not much better off, being unable to supply documentation of their education, nor had they studied many of the subjects that are required for a technological society. This was an issue that was not going to go away on its own, Toma realized. The Muggle-borns and squibs who were trying to survive in the muggle society were increasingly bitter about the lack of help they received from the magical community that rejected them. The ones who attempted to remain in the magical society were no better off, and their resentment was growing.
Within the magical community itself, prejudice and bigotry were rampant. There was a belief that pervaded the culture that those of magical birth were better than those who were born to muggles. Even magicals who were born to muggles were barely better than muggles themselves in the eyes of the 'pure-bloods', as they called themselves. Worse still, this belief was especially present in the upper levels of the magical government. This led to a lack of employment opportunities, equal housing, equal pay, and a disregard of fundamental human rights that that was the leading cause of the exodus out of the magical community by those who could not prove their lineage was pure.
It was appalling to the Jedi Master that his Padawan would have to exist within this system, and briefly contemplated what would happen if he just yanked the young Padawan back to Coruscant. Unbidden, but hardly unexpected, his conscience acquired the voice of Yoda, who sounded in his head. "Only from within, can change be permanently achieved." The Jedi Grandmaster, of course, was not present. Toma, however, had heard many of the green Jedi Master's aphorisms over the years and could predict the course of action that would be directed.
Harry kept him informed of his progress at Hogwarts and was using his owl instead of his communicator. This was both so that Harry would fit in better at Hogwarts, and to give the owl something to do. Harry had named the owl Hedwig and was quite fond of her. He had moved out of the Three Broomsticks, as he found it impossible to maintain a low profile there. Harry, it seemed, was quite famous in the magical community, and he was constantly bombarded with questions any time he stuck his nose out of his door. The clientele of the Hog's Head were not as respectable, but they also kept to themselves. He had found that this was a universal concept. The less respectable the establishment, the less people minded your business, mostly because they didn't want you minding theirs. He rented a room above the bar and slowly obtained and carefully maintained a reputation as an eccentric. He spent his time watching and listening, but rarely interacting with the shoppers and shopkeepers in Hogsmeade.
He also made some exploratory journeys to Diagon Alley (without the presence of Professor Snape,) and muggle London. His experiences, while troubling in the abstract, were otherwise non-eventful, until he received three communications. One was from Harry, (who had used his communicator instead of Hedwig,) and another from Professor McGonagall. They detailed the incident with the troll, and the deputy headmistress requested his presence at a meeting in Dumbledore's office the next morning. The final communication was routed to him through R8 from the Jedi Council. It was just as well he had a meeting the following day anyway, as Dumbledore would have to be informed of the changes the council had just ordered. He doubted very much that the Headmaster would like them.
Professor Severus Snape was angry. Not many people would be able to tell the difference by observing him, though. He was not an easy man to take by surprise, but with Harry Potter, the surprises kept on coming. His disappearance, his unexpected return, the manner of that return, his mysterious guardian, all of it combined to set the Potter boy apart. It conspired to make him special.
Snape did not want Harry Potter to be seen as special, because Harry Potter was not special. The sight of the flying machines that had apparently brought his nemesis's son back to the wizarding world had shaken him badly at first. He was not, however, convinced that this Kendet character had really taken the Potter boy to another world, and the thought of an owl making an interstellar journey was ludicrous. They were clearly frauds, and if Potter's performance thus far with magic was any indication, the boy was little more than a squib, as well.
His attempts to open the Headmaster's eyes to this were, thus far, unsuccessful. This time he would have to listen, though, Snape thought to himself as he stalked through the hallways of the dungeons on his way to Dumbledore's office for the meeting. Having a night to sleep on his frustrations had not had a positive effect on the man. His robes swirled about him as he ascended up stairwells to the ninth floor. His face darkened. Dumbledore would have to listen.
Toma Kendet stood in front of the Headmaster's desk with his Padawan at his side. Professor Snape was perched upon the tall stool, his arms folded as he scowled at everyone. Professor McGonagall asked Toma and Harry to sit, but they simply declined the invitation and stood before the large desk with their hands clasped behind their backs. While she would have preferred to sit, the Transfiguration professor also stood beside them, feeling the need to stand with her student. She unintentionally adopted their parade rest pose and looked to Dumbledore to begin the meeting.
Dumbledore sat behind his desk, gazing at the Jedi Master and Harry Potter for a few moments, debating with himself on how to begin. The boy was an enigma, Dumbledore thought. A child of two worlds, he was born to Earth but raised on this 'Coruscant'. Harry was a wizard of this world and a Jedi of that world. The Headmaster of Hogwarts had followed the young boy's movements and progress far more extensively than he had ever done with any other student before. Harry's exercise sessions on the grounds were no secret to Dumbledore. The existence of the glowing sword the young Jedi used to such great effect on the troll was also known to him, but not its capabilities. He had thought it was merely a tool used for acrobatic exercises, as that is the only way he had yet to see it used. Clearly, there were still more things he needed to know about these Jedi.
"Mr Kendet," began the Headmaster. "As I trust you have been informed, there was an incident last night involving several students, including Harry, and a mountain troll." Toma nodded his head in acknowledgement. "During this incident, Harry used a device unknown to us that he calls a 'lightsaber' to kill the troll." At this, Harry spoke up.
"I tried to reason with it first, Master," he told Toma. "It wouldn't listen. I'm sorry I failed." Toma knew from experience how much it bothered Harry when he thought he failed any aspect of a mission. McGonagall wore a puzzled expression at this admission from Harry.
"What do you mean failed, Mr Potter?" she asked. "While I don't condone violence, I don't see that you had, at that time, any other choice." Harry looked at his new teacher and explained.
"Violence is always the last choice, Professor," Harry said. "The Jedi way is to negotiate, to find common ground. The acceptable outcome would be both sides agreeing to a resolution and departing without incident."
"That is correct, Harry," Toma confirmed. "However, in this case, I agree with Professor McGonagall. You had tried to reason with the troll, but reason was not to be found. Had you disengaged without further action, you would have abandoned the young girl to the troll. You are expected to attempt dialogue and negotiation as you have been taught, as these are the paths of peace. There are, however, times when those paths are blocked due to the nature or inclination of the beings involved. In other words, while I expect you to appreciate all life, I do not expect you to come to dinner at the Sarlacc's call." Harry nodded and looked much relieved at this. While McGonagall and Dumbledore looked slightly confused at the reference to a 'Sarlacc,' even they understood the message. Snape, on the other hand, was not impressed with the apparent praise Potter was receiving.
"Headmaster," the potions master exclaimed, "there is an extremely specific list of items which students may bring to school. Glowing swords is most definitely not on that list."
"That is true," replied Dumbledore. "However, the absence of an item does not necessarily warrant its exclusion."
"It is a deadly weapon, and should be forbidden!" insisted Professor Snape.
"The wand every student carries can also be deadly," the Headmaster replied. "It is only when used irresponsibly that it becomes a problem." He turned back to Toma and Harry. "I would like to know more about this device, however, before I make any decision on whether it should remain in the school or be removed. What are its capabilities, why is it so important for Harry to keep it, and most pressing, why Harry did not turn it over when a Hogwarts professor instructed him to do so?"
"Harry was following instructions from me when he did not turn his lightsaber over to Professor Snape," Toma answered. "He was and remains under instruction to keep it with him at all times. As a Jedi, he has been taught that his lightsaber is his life. This incident only reinforces this doctrine. Had he not had his lightsaber with him, all three students could easily have died."
"They wouldn't have been in danger at all if they were not out of bounds!" yelled Professor Snape. His face was red at the audacity of the strange man to contradict Dumbledore so brazenly. Toma turned to face Snape. His calm demeanour in the face of Snape's rage made a striking contrast.
"What course of action would you have approved of, Professor?" the Jedi Master asked.
"As soon as they realized the danger, they should have found a teacher," answered Snape. "They are first-year students. They should not be taking on trolls!"
"And what of the girl?" asked Toma. "The danger to her was imminent, and any delay would have likely been fatal. I don't see that they had any other choice." Snape had no ready answer for that. He wasn't the sort to give up easily, however.
"You still haven't answered the Headmaster's questions about the capabilities of this device. It clearly poses a danger to this school and the students, and I insist it be removed!" Snape yelled.
"Removal of Harry's lightsaber is certainly a possibility," responded Toma. Professor Snape was startled at what he thought was a rather sudden, unexpected victory. "In that instance, however, removal of Harry Potter would also be required." Dumbledore's stomach sank at the possibility of losing Harry again. Looking at Severus, he saw the gleeful look of hope that the man could not hide at the thought of Harry being permanently removed from Hogwarts. This was a line of argument he knew he had to stop immediately.
"Remember your oath, Severus," he said. Severus's eyes went wide at this remark. He looked at Dumbledore and knew the Headmaster would do anything to keep Harry Potter in Hogwarts. He took several deep breaths to get his temper under control and compose himself.
"As you wish," he said, his voice now tightly controlled and betraying no emotion. "If you will excuse me, I have lessons to prepare."
"Of course, Severus," replied Dumbledore. Professor Snape then left the Headmaster's office without looking at Toma or Harry. After the door to his office had closed, Professor Dumbledore returned his attention to Toma Kendet. "Now, Master Kendet," he said to the Jedi, "I don't want this to turn into a clash of ultimatums, as neither of us has anything to gain by fighting each other." Toma turned to Harry.
"Please wait outside, Harry," he instructed his Padawan. "I wish to speak to Headmaster Dumbledore alone."
"Yes, Master Toma," Harry said, bowing to his teacher. He bowed to Dumbledore as well. "May the Force be with you," he said, as he left the Headmaster's office and closed the door behind him. Toma turned back to Dumbledore, who was surprised at the instant obedience of the young child. In his experience, a first-year student would have protested at least a little at being dismissed in the middle of a meeting like this, or at least expressed some disappointment. The Jedi Master then sat in one of the chairs before the desk, which McGonagall appreciated, as it allowed her to sit as well.
"As Harry has explained," said Toma, "fighting is the last resort for a Jedi. This incident does, however, bring up a concern I have regarding Harry's training."
"What concern do you have?" asked Dumbledore. "I'm sure that whatever it is, it can be accommodated." He did now allow himself to show the dismay he felt at the threat to remove Harry. He knew better than to try and argue that Toma was not really Harry's guardian or to try any legal tricks to remove Harry from Toma's care. He hadn't lived as long as he had by ignoring common sense.
"Harry is approaching a critical time in the training of a Jedi. His abilities in the Force are increasing, and the temptation to use the Force in less responsible situations will begin to present itself time and time again. Normally, a padawan would be in constant contact with his master during this crucial time, who would help to guide the young Jedi on the right path. Harry, however, is now going to be separated from me for long periods of time. Please don't misunderstand, I trust Harry to do what he feels is right at all times, just as I always have. It's only his judgement on what is actually right that could come into question." Dumbledore looked thoughtful.
"I think I understand," the Headmaster said. "There is a similar phase that wizards go through around this time as well, especially by Muggle-borns. Never having done magic before, or even seen it, they begin to try to solve every problem with magic, thus increasing the chances of an accident."
"Exactly," agreed Toma. "I would like to have some of Harry's trainers from the Jedi temple come here to Hogwarts. He will train as a wizard during the week, and as a Jedi on the weekends." The Headmaster considered this.
"I have some concerns," Dumbledore said. "It seems that Harry is, at some point, going to have to make an exceptionally difficult decision as to which of these two worlds he exists in that he will remain in. I am guessing that the Jedi would like to have the both of you return at some point. On the other hand, this is the world of his birth, and I believe we have the right to ask him to remain."
"I have also considered this," Toma responded, "and know that this will have the unfortunate consequence of making that decision even harder for him. I am afraid that it is a requirement, however, for Harry to continue his Jedi training if he is to also remain at Hogwarts." Dumbledore frowned at this, and it was clear he was not happy at this continued threat to remove Harry Potter. "Please don't misunderstand me," Toma continued, "I am not trying to force your hand. This is an order from the Jedi Council that was transmitted to me only yesterday. I have no choice in this matter, nor does Harry. The council is concerned that the interruption in his training could lead to Harry falling to the dark side. The compromise to allow Harry to remain and train on the weekends was not universally accepted." Dumbledore was not happy with this situation but felt that his hands were, in this case, tied. His best option, he felt, was to allow the additional Jedi training, and try to make sure he learned as much of his home culture as was possible. He was also aware that this meant he would have to find some way to reign in Severus. That might actually be the more challenging battle, but he was sure he could find some common ground between them somewhere.
"Very well," the Headmaster agreed. "I will allow the additional training, and will even provide quarters at Hogwarts for you and the additional staff from your temple." After all, thought Albus Dumbledore, in for a Knut, in for a Galleon. With that, the meeting ended. Toma bowed to Dumbledore, offering the standard Jedi "May the Force be with you," and left the Headmaster's office. Dumbledore sat at his desk and chose a lemon drop from the jar on his desk. Thinking better of it, in light of how the additional Jedi shortly to arrive at Hogwarts would likely be received from a particular professor, he chose two.