This is a Harry Potter, Star Wars The Old Republic Crossover Fanfiction only.

I actually made it into the academy and after a few minutes of shamelessly flirting with some rather nice ladies, I actually got a few nice tips about Harkun and a nice discussion about his negative attitude towards me.

As I walked into his office he just glared at me, "Always the late comer, I had hoped that you upset some Sith on your way here and he put you out of my misery. What exactly took you so long to get here?"

I could tell him I took the scenic route and I did, I could tell him I shamelessly flirted with two lady Sith and told me they both thought that the only reason he was so negative towards me, is because the only reason he is still even in the academy is because his own Master considers him a worthless failure.

I actually had to stop HK from telling him that, "I actually got into a rather nice chat with Ajunta Pall, I finished my lesson with Sprindrall rather quickly, kill a bunch of pretenders, get a lecture, stuff I already knew really, and then I got into a nice chat with Ajunta Pall. The guy was a Dark Lord of the Sith, but the guy has a wonderful sense of humor."

"I was having a hard time breathing after he told me the joke about the Jedi, Sith, and Mandalorian that walked in a bar. If I have some free time, I am definitely going back there, my lightsaber combat has improved immensely thanks to his tips."

Ffon looked at me with an angry glare and an attitude that screamed big fat liar. "So happy that you found your time in one of the most deadly places on this planet both fun and educational. As you can see those around you didn't have that outcome, one of them actually got killed by a swarm of Shyracks."

"Now you all know your task, let me bring our late comer here up to speed and tell him of his task." Just as we were left alone he looked at me with some real hate in his eyes.

"Now listen here, Spindrall is a lunatic, gaining his approval means nothing. You are filth, less than filth, you will fail and you will die. Do you understand?" I began to wonder if it was too late to submit a letter to the Dark Council suggesting a serious mental health check for all the overseers in the academy.

"You can call me name all you like Harkun, there is an old saying stick and stones may break my bones, but words, words will never hurt me, you can't stand being near me so how about you just tell me what impossible task you have lined up for me next, I can go and get it done."

He sure didn't like what I told him. "Go to the Inquisitor Zyn, he has the details of your next task, you will find him in the jails, more than likely hasten your demise." I looked at him and for a second he was going to say something, probably another insult, but my glare made him reconsider.

"I wouldn't count on my demise Harkun, I have fought things that would give you nightmares. I don't fear death as much as you do, for you see Harkun, Death is an old friend of mine. Now if you will excuse me, I got to meet with an Inquisitor."

As I walked towards the jails I saw several people trying to pick a fight with a young woman, I decided to send a little magic there way as I walked towards the jails and caused the people that were trying to beat her to become less coordinated.

"So you are the acolyte that Harkun sends my way, very well. As of a few hours, there was something we like to call an unauthorized murder here in the academy, the man over there is the only witness and he will be your victim for today. Extract the truth from him, and find out who committed the murder."

I looked at the man and began shaking my head. "I don't like the term Victim myself, and I will not need to torture him."

The man was large and had scars on his face almost as if someone wanted to make his mouth even bigger by cutting his cheeks from the inside of his mouth.

"You already start to disappoint acolyte, there is no restriction on your chosen method, but you shouldn't limit yourself, as for Victim I agree, I don't like the term myself, I prefer the term Subject personally. Either way, find out the truth and come back to me."

I walked up to the man and I saw that he was chained to a platform, I could see the chains were actually cutting into his flesh. "Look go ahead and torture me, but I told you the same thing I told that Inquisitor I saw nothing."

I began shaking my head, "Look, it's in your best interest to tell me the truth. You don't tell me what I need, and they will send another person who will torture you till you are nothing more than a husk."

He began laughing and I looked at him, he became quiet as he saw I was serious, "Why don't you just torture me like the Inquisitor? You will not get me to tell you anything with lies."

I looked at him and began using my magic to heal his injuries, which made him look at me with a look of utter relief and confusion, "I don't believe in torture, it is abhorrent and I will not stoop to such things. Honestly, I am telling you the truth, tell me what I want to know and I will do my best to try and help you too."

He began laughing again before he looked at me, "They really pulled you out of slavery, didn't they? Alright, fine, I will tell you what I saw. It's not like I can get into a worse situation. Thank you for easing my pain, that was more considerate than I would ever expect from a fellow acolyte."

He began to tell me everything, it seems the victim and killer were actually both fellow students, and the killer killed him to eliminate a rival, I guess this reminds me Ffon and I are pretty much in the same situation. As I walked towards the Inquisitor he stopped touching the data pad.

"Don't bother telling me, I heard everything that was said, although I wish I hadn't. The killer is now an apprentice to a Dark Council member, he is practically untouchable, you have obtained the information and accomplished your task, you should curb these merciful tendencies of yours or they are liable to get you killed."

I looked at the man that was still chained and looked at the Inquisitor, "Look we both know that this guy is innocent, can't you do something to help him? You know that if he stays the way he is he is dead meat."

He began to put down the datapad on a nearby table and looked at me, he began shaking his head. "I see you have not listened to my advice, very well I know of a Sith Lord that owes me a favor or two. I will get her to take this man as her apprentice, but that is the best I can do. Be mindful of these merciful tendencies Acolyte, I would hate to see such a promising young Sith dying so soon."

As I began walking towards the office of Harkun I began to feel like my ever carnage loving droid had a question. "Go ahead HK you want to ask a question, I can practically hear it coming my way, so go head."

She looked at me and she did the droid equivalent of a smile, "Over-joyous Response: Master you have no idea how happy I am that you noticed me. I indeed have a question. Curios Response: Why didn't you just read the mind of that worthless meat bag, or better yet torture him to get him to beg you to tell you what you wanted? Why were you so merciful?"

I thought of a possible response that would make HK understand, "If I simply read his mind, I would have to tell people how I obtained the information, and thus give information about myself to potential enemies if I tortured him I would again be giving potential enemies information on my skills. By acting mercifully with him I denied my enemy any chance to obtain any information they might want to use against me later."

HK was vibrating and her frame was glowing, "Unexpected Response: Master, I didn't think you had thought that far as to think about information control in these surroundings, you truly are beyond my expectations of mere meat bags, you truly are an excellent meat bag."

I reached the doorway to the Harkin's office but not before I thanked HK for the considerate compliment. "So slave, Inquisitor Zyn just sent me your evaluation. It is clear that he must be feeling sick or his age is finally catching up with him, he said your performance of the task was excellent, exceeding anything he had ever seen before. A true joy to see were his exact words, I for one don't believe a word of it."

I looked at Ffon and saw that she walk away from the office, somehow I could feel the smug attitude she had around her become even worse. "As you can see all the others have left, and as always the late comer you are the last to report to me. No doubt Zyn helped you out of pity. You do realize that every one of you is just meant to make Ffon look that much better by comparison."

"You will fail, and you will die. The sooner you accept this fact, the sooner you can get yourself killed and spare me of having to deal with trash like you. I have been instructed however to give you another trial, you are to go to the monster infested tomb of Marka Ragnos and obtain a Holocron from a stone monument that no one has been able to open in centuries, well there you go, you know your trial, more than likely Marka Ragnos will come back from the dead and put you down."

I looked at him and began shaking my head, "I wouldn't write me off so quickly Harkun, you are not the first idiot that tried to get me killed and failed, you are not going to be the last either, now if you will excuse me I got to pay Marka Ragnos a visit, I hope he is as friendly as Ajunta Pall truth be told, I could certainly enjoy this chore an awful lot more if I learned something new while doing it."

I began walking and HK was silent almost like her focus was on something else, or should I say on someone else. As I walked to the tomb I stopped, "I humbly request permission to enter your tomb Lord Marka Ragnos. I have been sent for a Holocron inside a stone monument in your tomb. I mean you no disrespect and humbly ask your permission to enter your resting place."

I heard a voice laughing, "So Ajunta Pall was not exaggerating after all. Most people come through these tombs and ignore us all together. I can't tell you how nice is to meet someone that shows us such respect, even after we are long dead and forgotten. So tell me, young man, why speak with me?"

I looked at him and saw that he was smiling at me, "I ask permission to be respectful, but why I chose to speak with you and with Lord Ajunta Pall? That is simple, my most wonderful friends in my life have been the spirits of the dead. Most people ignore the wisdom that the spirits possess, years as a spirit with nothing to do but meditate and perfect your own knowledge makes you wise. I would be a fool if I didn't want to learn from your wisdom."

I kept killing the beasts like they were nothing because they were nothing. I instead focus on what Marka Ragnos began to tell me about the different way the force is connected to all lives, how it could be perceived and in some cases manipulated for the force was not as the Jedi believed a simple energy field, but rather it was alive.

He taught me that instead of trying to make the force my slave, I should try and make the force my friend at best, but my ally at the very least. When I got to the stone pillar the thing had no openings and the thing looked like it was carved from a single piece of black stone. "You wouldn't mind telling me how to open this thing wouldn't you?"

Marka Ragnos laughed once again and told me the way to open it was set so that it would be so simple that most people would not even think about it, thus the Holocron inside the stone pillar could remain safe, but since I had listened to his lecture, and had asked in such a polite way, he told me to hit the stone pillar with force lightning.

The second that I hit the stone pillar with force lightning the stone pillar opened. "See they thought the lock would be something difficult, so they overlooked a simple solution. Nice meeting you, young man. I think the other dead Lords might want to meet you after you met two of us. It is nice to see at least one acolyte knows the value of wisdom, had I been alive I would make you my apprentice for certain."

I looked at the man, and told him if he was willing to visit me in my dreams, I saw no reason why I could not continue to learn from his lessons. Adjunta Pall was going to keep visiting me in my dreams too after all. He asked me what could possibly be worth doing such a thing, I told him he could see the different things I would see in my travels if only to help entertain him.

I knew perfectly well how bored a spirit can get, so I knew that these two long dead Sith Lords would indeed visit my dreams from time to time if only to have a friendly chat. At the best, I would continue to learn and become stronger at the very least my dreams will not be boring.

I walked out of the tomb and HK looked happy for some reason. She told me that some idiots actually tried to sneak behind me and kill me, of course, she did the only thing she should, she killed them by pretending to run to where I was and causing them both to be eaten alive by some of the monsters in the tomb.

"So you failed after all." I gave him the Holocron he dared to call it a fake, I know my new friend would not like to hear a person call his Holocron a fake, and I didn't like the fact that this time Ffon killed an Acolyte with Harkin's approval no less.

"You think you are pretty clever don't you slave, the only reason you are alive at all is that Lady Zash finds you use at all. Your next task is to go and get a copy of some text written on stone tablets, these stone tablets are to be found in the tomb of Tulak Hord. No one trespasses into this tomb and lives to tell about it."

Before I walk out of the room I turned around, "Actually, Overseer, I didn't trespass into any of the tombs so far, I was granted permission to enter, and the former dead lords were quite friendly to let me tell you, we chatted, had a few laughs, and even taught me a thing or two."

Harkun looked at me with such hatred, "I had enough of your mockery, either go and do your task or I will kill you where you stand."