The 'Council of Liberation' was held aboard the recently arrived Queen's ship. The crew brought bad tidings of being attacked as they took off from Tatooine. Apparently, anyone who could use the Force and carried a red lightsabre was evil.
Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were present on behalf of the Jedi, Senator Bail Organa of the planet Alderan, Senator Mon Mothma of the planet Chandrila, Senator Mina Bonteri of the planet Onderon and finally Senator Yarua of the planet Kashyyyk.
They sat in the throne room of the ship, Amidala upon her throne and the others around it. C-3PO was there to act as a translator. He had been outfitted with gold coloured casings to 'protect his modesty'. Harry made a mental note to thank whoever did that.
Harry stood in the corner with Rabe and R2. He was out of his depth… and had been since he broke out of Hogwarts to save Sirius.
The assembled senators quickly agreed that they couldn't just sit and wait for the senate to do nothing whilst the people of Naboo were killed. The question was how to free the planet.
It was clear to Harry that Padme hadn't been elected because of her wartime prowess. Her plan was to land on the planet and take back control of the palace.
All Harry could think of was the big ships in the sky with big guns that would probably just smite them from orbit.
Qui-Gon had suggested contacting the Gungans and forming an alliance. Apparently there was a lot of distrust between the humans of Naboo and the indigenous Gungans.
The final plan came from Yarua. He actually knew a lot more about the Trade Federation's droid army. They were actually controlled by the ships in orbit. Take out the ships and the droids would shut down.
"Do they use radio signals?" Harry asked the giant woolly creature quietly as he sidled round the table.
C-3PO translated the growls and noises that Harry was sure he would never be able to reproduce.
"He says they are heavily encrypted but it is possible to detect them."
"Could we jam them?" Harry asked, unaware that everyone was now listening. "Captain Olie says The Ghost can change its... well, it can look different on sensors. Is there a way to block the signal from the ships? Would it shut down the droids that are on the ship?"
Yarua looked thoughtful.
"It has been tried before." Mon Mothma spoke up, startling Harry. "There was always the issue of discovering the frequencies used."
"But if The Ghost can get in close, or another ship can, then they could listen and decipher the codes." Bail Organa reasoned.
"Hey, R2, did you or the ships keep records from when we escaped?" Harry asked R2-D2 quietly.
The droid rolled up to the holographic projector in the centre of the room and connected to it. It replaced the image of Naboo and the invading ships with a rolling list of symbols.
Yarua began growling excitedly.
"Senator Yarua says this is raw data taken from sensors. He can see the standard ship identifier of the ship we are currently on. He also says it should be possible to filter out the droid codes.
"Personally, I can read the droid codes myself and would be happy to translate them, although I am not equipped to decode the encrypted sections." C-3PO translated and offered.
A meaty hand landed with a metallic clang on C-3PO's shoulder as Yarua spoke again.
"Senator Yarua has offered to install advanced cryptographic hardware and software in myself and R2."
"Harry, is that agreeable with you?" Queen Amidala asked.
"Erm, sure… as long as… you know, R2 and 3PO are fine with it." Harry said nervously.
Yarua and the other Senators had sent word to their home worlds and were assured that a small contingent of ships would meet them at the outskirts of the Naboo system.
Padme and her handmaidens had stated their intention to travel on Harry's new ship. Aside from not being as recognisable as the Queen's ship, it was also stealthier and Yarua had provided several experts to work on improving the ship as they worked on C-3PO and R2-D2.
The Queen's ship would be utilised as a decoy in the upcoming mission.
Harry had stayed with the two droids whilst they were worked on, he had Sirius with him. The Wookie who was working on them found Sirius amazing as he was familiar with the stories of the Black Dog of Kashyyyk. He even offered to install the holocron into R2-D2 as the droid already had a built-in holo-emitter.
Despite Harry's misgivings about inflicting his godfather on his first new friend in this world, R2 and Sirius were soon seen rolling around the hallways and being… mischievous.
There had been a bit of an argument between Captain Panaka, Qui-Gon and Queen Amidala when she had insisted that she would be joining the boarding party. Panaka and Qui-Gon were completely opposed to the idea.
Unfortunately for Harry, he got dragged in when Queen Amidala declared that she would be fine as long as Harry was part of her entourage and security detail.
Harry hadn't been present for that meeting. He had been with R2 and Sirius as the departed wizard instructed his godson on spells for use in battle.
The issue with the Queen joining the battle was further compounded when both men revealed that they wanted Harry and R2 to board the ship with them. They needed R2's splicing abilities and Harry's unique talents.
Amidala had quickly put Qui-Gon in his place when she pointed out that he had brought Anakin with him. It was bad enough that they were bringing a nine-year-old to a war, but Padme couldn't stand him.
The little brat had already tried to sneak into the crew cabins where the Queen and her handmaidens were living along with Harry and the pilot and co-pilot.
Harry didn't know about this as he was still spending most of his time with R2, C-3PO and Sirius.
It came as a huge surprise when they reached the Naboo system and Panaka turned to him and threatened to have him executed if a single hair on the Queen or her handmaiden's heads was damaged.
"What? Why?"
"Because Her Majesty has declared that you are part of her security detail and she will be accompanying you on the mission." Panaka snarled.
"But why am I going on the mission?"
"The Jedi and I both agree that you and your abilities are both needed and could decide the way the battle goes. Now get your gear together and get to the shuttle."
"Captain, watch your tone." Sirius said warningly. "I may not have a body these days, but I know several large Wookies who would happily rip your arms off for me."
Panaka took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Harry. He's right, you aren't the problem here." Panaka was still terse. "Unfortunately, I am severely outranked by the person who is."
"R2 and I will stick close." Sirius assured them both.
When Harry reached the shuttle he found Padme and the handmaidens already there with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. Sabe was currently dressed as the Queen.
"Do you know how much trouble you all got me in?" He glared at the them.
He got near ten pairs of confused looks. Every handmaiden had a dog now.
"Not only did I just find out I am being conscripted into the boarding party, but I am also solely responsible for your safety!"
"That responsibility is ours." Padme frowned.
"Tell that to Panaka." Harry grumbled as he went to stand next to Qui-Gon at the rear. All the seats were occupied.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Padme asked curiously.
Harry looked around. "What do you mean?"
"You're supposed to be flying us."
Harry's eye began to twitch as he stomped to the cockpit. "Only flown a bloody ship twice and now they want me to fly a new one into combat.
"Bet the bloody RAF would have you lot court-martialled."
"What is an 'RAF', Master?"
"I do not believe it is relevant, Padawan." Qui-Gon chuckled.
Fortunately, R2-D2 had rolled up to the front of the cockpit with Sirius and they helped him disengage.
To date, Harry's knowledge of the invasion came from what he saw from the surface of Naboo and the various holographic projections of the ship designs.
He was now seeing the full scope of the invasion through the cockpit of The Phantom, The Ghost's shuttle/Starfighter.
He immediately stopped the ship.
"Harry?" Qui-Gon asked worriedly.
Harry turned and stood up. "That is ridiculous." He gestured to the multitude of Trade Federation ships strategically placed around the planet. "There is no way that taking out just one of those ships will stop the droids."
"We only need to take out the Droid Control Ship." Padme argued.
"Just how sure are you that there is only one?" Harry countered. "If it was me, every ship would be able to control them."
Padme released her safety harness and shot to her feet. "We have to try! My people are dying down there!" She said angrily.
"Right, so we need to try something different." Harry countered. "We go in there, blow up that one ship, fine. What if you are wrong and there is another control ship? All the other ships set up extra guards and we are back to square one… provided the Trade Federation doesn't decide to start bombarding the planet to make some sort of example."
"He's right, girl." Sirius spoke up from the cockpit. "I don't know what idiot thought that taking out one ship would work. In my experience, every vital machine has redundancy built in. The Ghost has a backup hyperdrive. This fighter has secondary weapons and life support."
"We have to do something!" Padme was on the verge of tears. She turned to Qui-Gon. "Tell him!"
Qui-Gon shook his head sadly. "They make valid points."
"The plan can still work! We can get the codes, jam the control signal and-"
"We can jam the whole planet?" Harry asked.
"We can try!"
"Master, although we would be unable to jam more than half the planet at a time, jamming the ships themselves is likely to shut them down. They are run solely by droids themselves." Obi-Wan offered. "This could lead to catastrophic accidents in the ships without the droids' oversight."
"Your average ship can sit in space in full working order with no crew for centuries." Sirius warned. "Yoda and I once boarded a… well, 'ghost ship'."
"I hate my life. I hate my life. I hate my li-"
"Pup?" Sirius queried his obviously frustrated godson.
"I might have a solution with minimal risk and… a pretty good outcome." He scowled at his godfather.
Harry had called it 'Pulling an Anakin'. Instead of trying to jam the droids and hope there wasn't a backup control ship, they would try and reprogram them. Just like Anakin had tried to reprogram C-3PO.
Everyone had approved of the idea, they just didn't know how to do it.
And so Harry was flying The Phantom towards a docking port on the main ship. He was alone with only his cloak, wand and an earpiece that connected him to The Ghost.
Harry had shutdown practically everything on The Phantom. Lights, sensors… even life-support was off and he was using a bubble-head charm. The only things active were the thrusters.
He had taken a wide turn and headed straight for the docking bay from some distance out. The Wookie technician said that he would be invisible to all sensors. He'd only be spotted if someone looked out the window.
As he breached the atmospheric shield that kept the air inside the ship, he disillusioned himself and donned his cloak. He had a whole bunch of stealth spells ready to use that Sirius had taught him.
Once the ship was in the hanger it hit the deck with a horrible thud and then screeched along the floor, sending up sparks. The droids were now fully focused on The Phantom.
As the ship slid to a slow stop, Harry popped the hatch and hopped out. He slipped past the droids who were all chasing the ship and headed for the nearest lift.
He had to make a long trek through the outer ring of the large ship. The ship's bridge along with the droid controls were all located on a sphere that sat in the middle of the ship. The ship looked like a ring donut that someone had taken a bit out of and then dropped the missing piece in the middle. The middle was connected to the ring by a thin section opposite the missing bit.
Harry really wanted a donut now.
The trek was long, but easy. Nobody could see or hear him and he had been told how to open the doors. The hard part now came as he stood brazenly at the terminal for the Droid Control Computer. His invisible hand slipped out and slipped a visible disk into the slot. It was a direct link to R2-D2 that would allow him to do whatever he wanted.
Harry now had to stand there and wait, hoping that no one tried to use the terminal or noticed what was happening.
"Harry, what's happening?"
"For the fifth time in six minutes… nothing!" Harry hissed back over the comms. "R2 is doing all the work. Ask him! I'm just sitting here and making sure I don't get noticed."
"Remain calm, Harry." Qui-Gon said soothingly. "Padme is just worried about you. We all are."
"Just don't do anything stupid. Remember, my shuttle is busted and I have no way off this ship." Harry grumbled.
Harry didn't realise that the idiots on the other end of the line hadn't thought about that and had gone deathly pale.
"Do you think anyone would notice if I took a nap?"
"Don't you dare! What if someone found you?"
"I believe he was making a joke, Your Majesty." Panaka's voice sounded.
Harry actually smiled. He would love to have seen Sabe break character whilst in full makeup.
"R2's finished, Harry." Sirius announced. "He has overridden all command lines and made you the only one who can give verbal orders." Sirius was clearly amused.
"Me? Why?"
"Because you are the only one there and R2 can't see what you can. He can see the deployment files and current standing orders, but he can't access the droids' sensors to determine where the organics on the ship are."
Harry just grumbled. "How do I talk to all the droids at once?"
"Command one to relay your orders to all of them. At least one of the droids on the bridge should be dedicated to communication and logistics… probably the one with the biggest antenna on its back." Sirius mused.
"If I die… take care of R2 and C-3PO."
Harry stood up and walked to the organic alien who was in charge. He took off his cloak and stunned the six who were in the room before cancelling the disillusion charm on himself.
"Relay the following orders to all droids." He had found the droid with the biggest antenna. "By order of the Empire of Magic, at the request of the Queen of Naboo, all organic members of the Trade Federation Government are hereby under arrest. They are to be held under guard in their personal quarters after they have been stripped of all weapons and communications.
"Their release will be dependent on an investigation by the Empire of Magic and the Queen of Naboo.
"All hostile activities against the inhabitants of Naboo are to stop immediately. The droid forces on the surface of Naboo will maintain a status of occupation and prevent hostilities until the Empire of Magic has consulted with the Queen of Naboo.
"Got that?"
"Roger-Roger. Transmitting orders now." The droid confirmed.
"You heard all that? Get over here and clean up." He said grumpily over the comms.
Harry hadn't been idle whilst waiting for The Ghost to dock. He had ordered the engineer droids to begin fixing The Phantom. He had also commandeered another droid to translate certain things for him. Just words he saw on labels.
The large doors to the bridge opened and Harry turned to greet… some guy in black with red and black face paint.
"Is he a member of the Trade Federation?" Harry asked his translator.
"What are you?" The man asked. He had the look of a Pureblood seeing a creature for the first time that it had already assumed it didn't like. Disgust and dismissal.
"That is Darth Maul, Sith Apprentice to Darth-krrrrk!"
The man's hand snapped out and the translator's head crumpled.
"All hands! Kill Darth Maul!" Harry shouted as he jumped off the bridge platform for cover. The sound of blaster fire filled the room.
"Sirius, one of those Sith guys is here." Harry hissed down the comms as he donned his cloak.
"Bugger! Disillusion yourself and put the cloak on. He won't be able to find you. We're almost there."
Harry had already done both and was cautiously looking over the console he was hiding behind. "Define 'almost'?" He asked as he saw the Sith standing, surrounded by a sea of droid parts.
"Five minutes."
Harry sighed. He couldn't risk the Sith taking control of the droids or just escaping. Yoda and Sirius had both alluded to bad times involving Sith, as had Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.
He calmly stood up and surveyed the scene. This 'Darth Maul' was heading for the Droid Control Computers. His wand slipped to his hand and his hand slipped out of his cloak.
He whispered the Bombarda spell, it blew up the console and sent the man flying. Harry followed up with a volley of stunners.
The Bombarda spell, despite its destructive results, emitted no light. The Stupefy did. The Sith quickly dodged the spells or deflected them with his lightsabre.
Harry quickly repositioned and considered his next move. He could keep this up until the Jedi arrived, but even then it would be a risk.
"Harry! Are you fighting that bloody Sith?"
"Yes." Harry said tersely, before sending off another Bombarda that sent the Sith flying again.
"Dammit Pup! Don't mess around. Cast to kill. He can't see you and he can't detect invisible spells-"
"I know." Another Bombarda. The Sith appeared to be bleeding and limping.
"Come out and fight me coward!"
"Bombarda, Reducto, Imperio- just kill the bastard before he does you! Stay away from his lightsabre as well."
Harry's shock over his Godfather telling him to use an Unforgiveable was short lived at the mention of the lightsabre.
"Accio sword!" Harry whispered harshly. His left hand shot out and caught it before pulling it into the concealment of the cloak.
Harry followed up with whispered Reductos at the Sith's legs, crushing them. He cringed at the sounds of agony. He ended them with a stunner and petrifying hex.
Harry sighed in relief as he pulled back the hood of his cloak, he left his disillusionment on. The bridge was a mess. Consoles were destroyed, droid parts were scattered everywhere and a black liquid was splattered around the bleeding Sith.
The annoying part was that he was responsible for two of those three. First job, find some droids that weren't in pieces.
When Qui-Gon arrived on the bridge with Harry's two droids, Panaka and the Queen's entourage, he was relieved to see Harry unharmed and sitting in the main chair. There were no signs that a battle had occurred here… aside from the severely injured Sith hanging upside down and unconscious from the ceiling.
All this was ignored by the Queen and her handmaidens who stormed up to Harry and began pulling out medical scanners from their robes.
"This was very foolish, Harry Potter." Amidala (Sabe) said gravely. "You could easily have been killed."
That pissed Harry off and he shot to his feet. "Listen you, I don't care what rank you hold. I was conscripted into this bloody war! I just stopped these idiots from killing more of your people and the only injuries were his!" He jabbed a finger at the floating Sith.
"You could have fled!" Padme said heatedly.
"And left him to reprogram the droids again?" Harry countered. "You weren't here, you didn't see him take out all these droids without breaking a sweat. Even if he didn't manage to reprogram the droids, he could have taken control of the ship and used the weapons to destroy most of the planet."
"Ladies, you were not here." Sirius spoke up firmly as he was projected by R2. "Also, you are not his Queen, mother or wife." He ignored the blush on several of the girls. "My Godson has just saved your entire planet, probably the galaxy. A Sith is no laughing matter.
"If you have any respect or honour, you will instead, recognise what he has done instead of berating him as though he were a child."
The girls looked like they wanted to argue, but they were also torn.
"Harry, are there sleep quarters for organics on this ship?" Sirius asked his Godson.
"Lee, are there quarters?" Harry asked the communication droid he had repaired whilst waiting for them. He had decided to name the droid after the Hogwarts' Quidditch commentator, Lee Jordan.
"Two decks down sir. The elevator over there will take you straight to them."
"Harry, does the Queen and her entourage have permission to come and go as they please on this ship, provided they use The Ghost?"
Harry just shrugged. "Sure. We need to leave pretty soon though."
"What? Why?" Padme demanded.
"Sir, is this female causing you problems?" One of the other droids stepped forward. "We can have them escorted to the hanger before we head out."
"It's ok-"
"Harry, what do you have planned?" Qui-Gon enquired curiously.
"Sir, you are under no obligation to answer."
"Easy, they are just worried." Harry assured the droid. He turned to Sirius. "R2 reprogrammed the entire droid army. That includes the automated factories.
"Yeah, we need to deal with the Neimoidians behind this invasion. We also need to make sure they don't try to create a new army or reprogram this one."
"Alright, with your permission, R2 and I will see the Queen and her entourage to the hanger. You go and get some sleep. I'll try and grab some rations from The Ghost as well."
"Yeah, sure." Harry said tiredly as he turned and trudged off. He was already half asleep.
Harry was surprised to find out that he slept for most of the two-day trip to the Neimoidian home world. Sirius and R2-D2 had awoken him and helped him become more presentable.
He was further surprised to find that he was not the only human on the ship. Of the group that had boarded at Naboo, only Panaka and his people had departed. Padme and her handmaidens were still there with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.
And regrettably for all… Anakin.
"I thought you had a planet to liberate." Harry said somewhat grumpily.
"We did. You beat us to it." Padme retorted dryly. "The least we could do is help you deal with our oppressors."
Harry let out a small huff and turned to Qui-Gon. "Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be getting him back to his mother?"
"I have a name!" Anakin said with a scowl.
Qui-Gon calmly pushed Anakin back into Obi-Wan. "Anakin has been placed in my care until the Jedi Council decides whether or not he is to be trained as a Jedi.
"In the meantime, my orders are to see to the protection of the Queen and monitor the situation with the Trade Federation."
"How long till we arrive?"
"Two hours." Sirius answered.
"Lee, what is it like on the planet? Is there any fighting?"
"No Sir. The general populace is unaware of the situation whilst the leaders have been rounded up at the Viceroy's Palace. They are secure and we are awaiting your orders, Sir."
"You've got a plan, Pup?" Sirius asked.
"I guess." Harry said weakly. "Is The Ghost still on board?"
"Yes, and The Phantom has been repaired and docked."
"Sir, I recommend not using your personal ship." Lee spoke up. "A little deception and secrecy could be useful in the future, just like the Queen uses." He nodded to Padme.
Padme paled and the handmaidens went for their weapons.
"STOP!" Harry shouted. "You are on a ship filled with armed beings. They haven't made any aggressive moves whilst you were here and I was asleep, so why-"
"How could you tell them, Harry?" Padme asked distraught. "How could you risk my life? My handmaidens' lives?"
Harry closed his eyes, his head was killing him. "Lee, I'll be down in the quarters. Call me when you're ready."
As the elevator closed behind the tired lad, Lee turned to the humans. "The Emperor never told us you were using decoys. You simply assumed your 'clever disguise' would fool the advanced imaging sensors that are all over this ship." The disgust was clear in the droid's voice.
"I am afraid I must concur with Mister Lee." C-3PO spoke up. "My eyes are designed to pick up minute body movements that are integral to certain languages. Seeing Miss Padme wearing the Queen's garb was enough to confirm you were attempting a common ruse."
Padme turned to the Jedi expectantly.
Qui-Gon just chuckled. "The Jedi are observant and sensitive, but you and your handmaidens were quite adept at concealing your mannerism from us. We had no idea."
"Wow… you're really the Queen?"
Qui-Gon's smile faded a little as the girls all cringed at the boy.
Harry was rummaging through the wardrobe in the cabin he had slept in. There were a lot of robes but no trousers or shirts or jumpers. Harry was never a fan of the wizarding robes and really wanted some new clothes. He had tried a bit of transfiguration but couldn't get the size right.
There was a chime in the room.
"Hello?"
The door opened and Harry's blood ran cold.
"May we come in?"
It didn't matter how nervous Padme looked, seeing her there with the handmaidens was terrifying.
"Harry?"
"Erm… sure… I guess."
And just like that his room was filled with six females. Five were dressed identically and they could all easily pass for sisters. Especially as Sabe had cleaned off her make-up.
And of course, the dogs were there too.
Despite the familiarity and friendship that Harry had witnessed between the girls, they still fell into ingrained habits. Eirtae and Rabe took up positions either side of the door, Yane and Sache moved to stand at either side of the head of the large double bed that sat against the back wall.
Sabe stood a few feet inside the door, directly behind Padme who cautiously approached Harry.
Harry had an urge to be snide and sarcastic to them. But he tried to remain calm and quiet.
"We- We wanted to apologise… all of us, I mean." She gestured to the rather downtrodden looking girls around the room. "The droid, the one you call 'Lee', he and C-3PO explained that they already knew who we were. We were wrong to have accused you, especially as R2-D2 kept referring to us as the Queen on Tatooine."
Harry slowly looked between the girls in front of him.
They refused to look him in the eye.
Then he remembered what he had been doing before they entered and looked at what he was holding in his left hand. "Yeeearrrgh!" He tossed what was clearly an undergarment to the floor.
There was a titter from behind him as Yane couldn't hold her giggle. But it quickly vanished.
Harry slumped onto the end of the bed. "Are you all done with accusing me and yelling at me?"
"We are sorry, Harry." Padme reiterated. "We just panicked. We are on an enemy ship and our secrets were revealed."
"Yeah… just, remember this for the next you try and jump to conclusions." He said unhappily.
Padme didn't know what to do, she was used to stubborn politicians and bureaucrats. She had no idea how to deal with someone her own age that had… well, he'd essentially saved her life, her home, her planet and done her job for her. She looked helplessly to her handmaidens.
"Harry, what is the 'Empire of Magic'?" Yane tried to break the ice.
Harry chuckled, not looking up. "That is me panicking and trying to be clever on the spot." He turned and grinned sheepishly at the girl. "The organisations and governments I know of include, The Galactic Republic, The Ministry of Magic, The British Empire, The Roman Empire… I just picked a name and hoped no one would question me."
"Sorry." Yane blushed.
"It doesn't matter. Once we deal with the Trade Federation then everyone will probably forget about the 'Empire of Magic'."
"You do know that the droids are calling you the Emperor?" Sabe said with a grimace.
Harry nodded. "I've been talking to R2-D2. He is still linked into the Droid Control Computer and has been altering their programs in real time.
"I made a deal with him, if the droids can learn to be peaceful or at least… not dangerous to innocent civilians before either of us dies, then we will let the programming commands die so that they can decide their own fate. Otherwise, we will find another organic who can be trusted and transfer their identity to the 'Emperor'."
"You can talk to R2 now?" Padme perked up.
Harry reached behind him and picked a handheld computer off the bed, he handed it to Padme. "Sirius had translated Galactic Basic into English when he was alive. He had a copy in his holocron and shared it with R2 and 3PO."
Padme ran her fingers over the strange symbols. "It's so… curvy."
"Emperor Potter, we have entered orbit and have prepared your ship." Lee announced.
"Listen up you disgusting worms! You are all under arrest. Charges will be decided later. But we do not appreciate you bringing people to the brink of war."
Harry was pooling all his anger from the past year and aiming it at the former Neimoidian officials that were kneeling on the floor of the palace throne room at gun point.
"You have no right! The Republic-"
"I have every right!" Harry barked. "I am the current emperor of the Trade Federation. If you want to argue about it, take it up with one of the fine fellows with the guns pointed at you."
The droids took great pleasure in cocking their weapons menacingly.
"As for the Republic, they won't interfere unless we request them to. Do you really think I'm going to do something that stupid?"
"You will make a mistake." One of the Neimoidians sneered. "And when you do, the Sith Lord will strike and you will suffer."
"I am suddenly trying to think of the reason I decided to talk to you." Harry grumbled. "Captain, take them and imprison them in whatever prison or holding cells we have. We'll arrange for interrogations and trials later."
"Roger, Roger." The lead droid acknowledged as his 'men' manhandled the Neimoidians out of the room.
Harry plopped down wearily on the steps of the dais that held the throne. He looked up at R2 and Sirius. "What now?"
"You rest." Sirius said firmly. "Go back to Coruscant and maybe talk to Yoda, or go to Kashyyyk and find this Chewbacca. Of course, you could always see if a certain young lady would be willing to put you up for a bit so you can relax on Naboo." He grinned slyly.
He was rewarded with a blush from Padme and smirks from the handmaidens.
Harry just shrugged. "Whatever. I- I don't have anything. No reasons or goals."
"Patience, Harry." Qui-Gon admonished lightly. "There are always things that need doing and people that need help. Rest whilst you can, I am sure the Force will guide you eventually."
"Come with us." Padme said as she knelt down in front of him and took his hand in hers. "We will be heading back to Naboo to ensure our people are safe, then we will head to Coruscant to address the Senate. After that, we would be happy to accompany you to Kashyyyk."
"Don't you have to stay on Naboo? You're the Queen after all."
Padme smiled. "After the aid the Wookies and our other allies gave us, the least we could do is travel to their worlds and offer our thanks in person."
"Just say yes Pup. Like you said, you don't have anything better to do. I'll stick with you till the end."