November 13th, 2019
Ginny paced inside the Room of Requirement, waiting for her siblings and half-siblings to show up. She called them to a family meeting, as the Prophet had jumped the gun this morning and told the world that her dad and mums were dead. The fact that she received a call from her father using the communication mirror relieved her greatly, but the abnormal behavior of the mirror indicated that the four parental figures in her life were in an abnormal situation. Communication was nearly impossible, though thankfully, repeating short, simple sentences multiple times managed to do the trick at least for now.
The door to the Room opened, allowing Ginny's six siblings inside. The blond, blue-eyed Greengrass twins sat in the left side of the sofa, their usual jovial smiles replaced with grim worry. The redhead Bones siblings sat next to the Greengrasses, the very short spitting image of Lily Potter that is Rose Bones sitting on her brother's lap. Dan Potter, a spitting image of Harry except for Hermione's brown eyes, sat at the end, with Helena sitting on his lap. Ginny stopped in front of the sofa, addressing her younger siblings together.
"I know what the Prophet has said about Mums and Dad just this morning, and I am going to tell you now that all four are not dead." She started. Before anyone could raise a fuss, she continued.
"Yesterday, I received a mirror call from Dad, confirming to me that he and Mums are alive, though they do not know where they are. The mirror call was very unstable and communication with them is difficult, but we can communicate. What will happen next is that I am going to talk to Grandfather Cyrus about our living arrangements for the foreseeable future."
"What's going to happen over Christmas break?" James asked.
"We'll have to stay at Hogwarts for now. I know we were looking forward to going to America over Christmas, but that's not going to happen." Ginny answered.
"Well, there is some good news at least." Desmond said, as the twins suddenly remembered their other post. They smiled widely, to Ginny's suspicion.
"I almost forgot to say."
"Indubitably."
"Uncle Draco owled us."
"Told us the most amazing news."
"Cousin Scorpie was hugging us."
"We were hugging him too, to be fair."
"Get on with it!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Alright, alright."
"Just trying to find some fun."
"You spoilsport."
"But if you insist."
Desmond and Edmund spoke the final sentence together.
"Daffy cured Auntie Tori from the blood curse!"
The younger Potter children as well as the Boneses cheered at the wonderful news. Ginny smiled, but also let out an exasperated sigh at the twins' nickname for their mother. The discovery of the titular cartoon character by the twins had annoyed Daphne to no end, as they refused to call their mother by anything other than Daffy after the fact. James and Dan, following in their footsteps as fellow "modern Marauders", picked up the habit too, leaving Daphne with no other choice than to put up with it.
"That's excellent news." Ginny said. "Perhaps we should see Aunt Astoria over Christmas break. She was predicted to die by then, now instead of attending a funeral, it will be a celebration instead."
The rest of the group cheered again as they left the Room of Requirement in high spirits, knowing that things aren't as bad as they seem.
Geonosis 22 BBY
The battle inside the arena continued for another five minutes, with the robed wizards congregating in the center before the robots stopped firing their gun-like laser weapons. By Harry's estimation, there were around thirty wizards left, surrounded by an overwhelming force of killer robots. His eyes drew to a platform where an elder statesman human man stood guarded by two of the beefier killer robots and a gaggle of the flying insect aliens. Harry could feel the unmistakable dark aura emanating from the old man.
"That must be a Dark Lord." He whispered to his wives.
"That would make these robed wizards and witches friendlies." Susan commented. The Dark Lord standing on the platform began to speak.
"Master Windu, you have fought valiantly." He declared. "Worthy of recognition in the archives of the Jedi Order. Now… it is finished. Surrender, and your lives will be spared."
Harry grit his teeth in barely contained fury. While his years at St. Mungo's done wonders to his temperament and skill in the Mind Arts, this person drew up too many memories of the war. This old bastard reminded Harry too closely to an unholy amalgamation of Dumbledore and Voldemort. The witches, recognizing this, put up a strong, layered shield charm between Harry and the arena, knowing what was going to happen next. Harry stepped just outside the door and pointed the Elder Wand at the platform.
"BOMBARDA MAXIMA!" He roared before the black wizard, evidently 'Master Windu', could say anything. The dark wizard on the platform, looking shocked, unnaturally leaped away just before the yellow curse connected with the platform. A brilliant explosion rocked the arena, destroying the robot bodyguards and leaving a deep gouge where the platform used to be. Two frog-like aliens who were standing behind the robot bodyguards were thrown backwards into the wall behind them, unconscious and sporting nasty injuries. The robot army suddenly turned to the interloper, who was now flanked by his witches.
A brief standoff ensued, as Harry glared at the Dark Lord, who was standing in the floor of the arena looking at him with surprise and astonishment, while the witches readied themselves to be attacked by the killer robots. Before the fighting could continue, a woman holding a gun looked up and shouted.
"Look!"
Sure enough, several shoe-shaped winged transports descended on the battlefield and began to fire on the robots. As the fighting restarted, the magicals quickly looked at each other and nodded before joining in, throwing reductor curses at the nearest robot. Harry, in the meantime, created his own shield charm surrounding him and his loved ones as they made their way to the center of the arena, laser bolts bouncing off the shield. White armored soldiers supported the wizards by firing their own guns at the robots, who were beginning to fall back. To Harry's displeasure, the Dark Lord fled the battle, leaping into the doorway behind the ruined platform and disappeared into the darkness.
A white armored soldier motioned for Harry and his lovers to enter a transport. They obliged, joining a very short, very old green alien exuding a light aura similar to Dumbledore's as well as the black wizard, a wizard with a long head, and a tall green alien wizard that reminded Harry of a Jamaican reggae player. After everyone entered the transports, they lifted off, leaving the battle-scarred arena behind. Soon, the transports were in cruise, heading to a larger battlefield occurring some ways away. The green alien, who Harry thought looked like a cross between a house elf and a goblin, stared curiously at him and his witches, but said nothing. Harry figured the outside noise of flight would make it difficult to converse without raised voice.
The transports soon emerged to a raging battlefield. Flak began to open up on the flying machines, forcing the pilots to maneuver in order not to get shot down.
"Oh God why..." Hermione moaned, feeling a bit queasy. Harry patted her back in comfort with his free hand. Suddenly the transport to the right exploded and fell out of the sky.
"Pilot!" Master Windu shouted. "Land in that assembly area!"
"Yes sir." The transport pilot replied. The flying machine began to descend quickly before coming to a stop on the ground, where thousands of soldiers supported by six-legged armored vehicles ran towards the robot army. All of the white armored soldiers disembarked along with the robed wizards, except for the short green wizard.
"To the forward command center, take us." The old wizard said. Harry and his wives looked at each other in concern. This short, green, Dumbledore-like character seemed just as cryptic as the actual Dumbledore was. Before they could dwell any further, the transport lifted off, giving the passengers an excellent view of the nearby battlefield from above. The flight was short, and before long, the transport was landing next to a small open platform containing soldiers using advanced computer terminals. A yellow trim-painted soldier came to greet the newcomers.
"Master Yoda, all forward positions are advancing." The armored soldier reported.
"Very good. Very good." The green alien replied as he slowly disembarked from the transport. Just as Yoda stepped on the platform, he turned around and pointed his walking stick at Harry and his witches.
"Speak to you four, I wish." He said. "Many questions, I have."
Harry nodded hesitantly as he and his girls got off the transport. The transport then took off, leaving them behind. Yoda jump down off the platform and walked a bit away, the wix in tow. Then they stopped near a rocky outcropping.
"Caused quite a stir, you have, young man." Yoda said. "Most impressed with your actions, Master Windu was. Who are you?"
"My name is Harry Potter. These are my wives Hermione Potter, Susan Bones, and Daphne Greengrass. We are wizard and witches from a planet called Earth." Harry answered. "We got transported here as a result of a magical accident."
Yoda furrowed his eyebrows, contemplating.
"Wives, hmm? The unusual Force bonds, this explains." Yoda muttered to himself. "The energy you call magic, the Force it is. Encompasses all living things and quite powerful, the four of you are."
"Where are we anyway?" Harry asked. "There are many non-human people around and strange flying aircraft deploying armored soldiers fighting killer robots. This is not like anything I have seen before; our civilization has not left our solar system."
"Curious, this is." Yoda said. "Many worlds like yours, there are not. Full of surprises, the Force yet has. On Geonosis, you are. Witnessed the start of a galactic civil war, the four of you have."
The witches groaned as Harry sighed.
"Bollocks. And I just had to curse that dark wizard in the arena." Harry moaned. "Me and my saving people thing."
"This is why I told you to be a healer at St. Mungo's so you wouldn't have to fight anymore." Hermione scolded. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You know perfectly well that's not the reason why I became a healer." He snorted.
"Unusual skills, you have." Yoda interrupted. "Shared his memory of the arena, Master Windu did. Explain your abilities, can you?"
Harry sighed once again, then took out his wand.
"Me and my wives are known back home as the wix, the gender-neutral term for wizards and witches. We use magic through wands, though a few select can do things without a wand. Me and Daphne can use magic without wands. Here's a demonstration."
Harry proceeded to do various conjurations, spells, and temporary warding. The elder Jedi was impressed.
"Very impressive and useful, your abilities are." Yoda said. "Almost cost Count Dooku his life, you did."
"That's the name of that Dark Lord, is it?" Harry asked. "We had one, back home years ago. Nasty bastard he was, killed a lot of good people before I stopped him."
Susan and Harry looked solemn, but cheered up a bit.
"At least we know that they are watching and are proud of us."
"In great danger, you four are." Yoda said gravely. "Escaping this war, you will not. Plan for the immediate future, how will you?"
Harry, Hermione, Susan, and Daphne huddled up and began discussing amongst themselves. Their discussion lasted a while before Harry turned back to the old aging Jedi Master.
"We need to get home, no question about it. We have seven children waiting for us back home along with our friends and remaining family." Harry said. "We were even planning on having more children, seeing that we're still young, but we can't do that as long as we're trapped off world. We have no intention on fighting your war for you without a very substantial paycheck."
"Fighting the last war was truly awful." Hermione said. "I'd rather not do it again, but both Susan and Daphne agree that it could be a lucrative venture and the more money we earn, the sooner we can get home."
"Haven't you two had enough of fighting wars to last a lifetime?" Harry asked Susan and Daphne exasperatedly.
"Losing Auntie Amelia gave me a taste for battle that never went away. Why do you think I became one of the top officials in the DMLE?" Susan enquired innocently, tilting her head slightly.
"I've been meaning to try out much of the DoM's specialized battle magics that have rarely made an appearance back home." Daphne drawled. "Now that Astoria is cured, I now have new things to research."
Harry sighed as Yoda looked at the group in concern. Before anything else could be said, the yellow-trimmed soldier showed up.
"Master Yoda, the droid army is in full retreat." He reported. Yoda nodded before he frowned.
"Well done, Commander. Bring me a ship."
An hour later…
The transport gunship landed on the platform jutting out of the cliff-side, where Yoda and the wix disembarked. As the group made their way into the cave, Harry had noticed a blaster (so that's what those weird guns were called) lying near the far edge of the platform next to three very large score marks. He shuddered at the implication, feeling sorry for the poor clone trooper (the white armored soldiers apparently) who must've gotten blasted off the platform.
As the group entered the cavern, Harry could hear the clashing of lightsabers before a thump was heard, followed by the sound of a lightsaber deactivating. Yoda rounded the next corner with the wix behind him, revealing Count Dooku, the dark lord Harry tried to blast off of the arena and the leader of the Separatist droid army. Judging by the two Jedi lying on the floor in pain behind the Count, Harry reckoned they attempted to fight the gifted duelist to disastrous results. Dooku widened his eyes.
"You!" He said, with a bit of fear in his voice. Harry smirked.
"Me." He replied. "You should surrender. I have no problems removing dark lords like yourself."
"Do not presume that you could defeat me easily!" Dooku snarled angrily. He let out a powerful Force push to the group. Yoda dodged this attack by jumping onto a small platform nearby, but Harry and his group, not expecting this sort of magic, flew backwards, hitting the rocky wall behind them. Yoda landed in front of Dooku as Harry and his witches lay behind, dazed and confused.
"Count Dooku." Yoda growled. "Powerful, you've become. The Dark Side, I sense in you."
"You've interfered with our affairs for the last time." Dooku replied. Lightsaber still in hand, he activated it. Yoda tossed his walking stick aside and took out his lightsaber and activated it, emitting a short green blade. Harry, shaking himself off, cast diagnostic charms on himself. Luckily, he only sustained bruises, so he quickly healed them and tended to his lovers.
In the meantime, Yoda and Dooku began dueling, trading lightsaber blows at blinding speed. Harry and Daphne apparated to the two injured Jedi and apparated them outside. Noticing the younger Jedi's injured arm, Harry quickly looked around the cave for the missing forearm, which he quickly found lying where Dooku lopped it off.
"Oh dear… Nasty injury that." Harry muttered after summoning the forearm and inspecting the wound on it and the person it was supposed to be attached to. The young man was barely conscious, exhausted and in serious pain, though luckily, he wasn't bleeding, as the wound stump was cauterized.
"Daphne, you, Susan, and Hermione go see if you can help Master Yoda defeat Dooku. I'm going to fix these two up." Harry said. Daphne nodded and the witches apparated into the cave. Harry then moved next to the older Jedi, who appeared close to his age.
"Minor injuries. I'll get you fixed up in a jiff." Harry said, casting another diagnostic charm. With another wave of his wand, the wounds on the Jedi's thigh and shoulder healed up, enabling the Jedi to stand up.
"Thank you." The Jedi said, with a bit of a posh accent. "How did you do that?"
"It's one of the first things I learned when I started my healer training." Harry answered. "The name's Harry Potter and the witches helping Master Yoda are my wives. We got stuck here after an accident."
"I am Obi-wan Kenobi and this is my Padawan Anakin Skywalker. We tried to stop Dooku, but we failed." The Jedi replied. "Your work with the Force is astounding. It's like I've never been tagged by Dooku's lightsaber."
"Magic is wonderful, isn't it? Shame about your student, he'll require some intensive work to get his arm fixed up. I might have a bottle of Skele-Gro in my bottomless bag, that'll put him right." Harry mused. He then lit up in realization.
"The bag! I almost forgot; I can get stuff from home with that." He exclaimed. "I wonder…"
Harry put a stasis charm on Anakin's separated forearm and put it in his bottomless bag before taking out a piece of paper and a pen. He quickly scrawled a note before putting his pen back where it was. Then he put the paper in a small, secondary pocket of his bag. Suddenly, he heard a loud bang followed by a crackle of electricity. Harry's demeanor instantly turned cold as he heard a feminine scream.
The wizard apparated into the cave, where Hermione was being enveloped by lightning. Dooku was releasing lightning from his hands on all of his enemies, forcing Yoda to deflect them away with his hands and Daphne and Susan block them with shield charms. Harry immediately erected his own shield charm over Hermione, stopping the lightning from continuing to affect her.
Dooku backed away as quick as he could to his ship, keeping his enemies away through his lightning. Once he entered the ship, the rear hatch shut and sealed before the ship's engines powered up in preparation for takeoff.
"No!" Harry bellowed, casting curse after curse at the ship. But it was no use. The ship's shields had activated and blocked everything Harry was willing to throw at it. He was perfectly capable of stopping the ship, but the battle between Dooku and Yoda had damaged the ceiling to the point where any serious use of magic could risk a collapse.
Dooku's ship lifted off and blasted off through the escape tunnel. Yoda frowned before summoning his walking stick to him and making his way outside. Obi-wan showed up assisting Anakin with his shoulder. The young woman with the blaster from the arena arrived with a squad of clone troopers behind her.
"Are you alright?" She asked Yoda.
"Escaped, Dooku has, Senator Amidala." Yoda answered gravely. "Inevitable, this war is."
Amidala frowned before she turned and began to fuss over Anakin. Harry raised an eyebrow and quickly glanced at his wives, who were all attempting to hide their smirks.
"I'll take over from here, Obi-wan." Harry said. Obi-wan nodded and passed off his student to the experienced healer. A pair of clone medics arrived carrying a stretcher.
"Alright, Skywalker. Lie down for the stretcher, you're in for a long night." Harry said. Anakin attempted to protest, but a glare from both him and Amidala shut him up before he could say anything. He sighed and laid down on the lowered stretcher, which was picked up and taken to the nearby gunship. Harry, his witches, the Jedi, Amidala, and the clone troopers entered the gunship, which then departed the outside platform and headed for a nearby starship.
Back in the arena…
Commander Cody led a squad of troopers through the dark hallways of the arena, starting their temporary patrol of the premises as operations on Geonosis began to wrap up. Ensuring the arena was clear of enemy combatants was important to secure the planet for the Republic. They looked around, checking each room for enemy combatants and keeping an eye out in case of ambush. Then, one of the troopers called out.
"Commander, check this out. We found something."
Cody rushed to the room where the man had called out from. Upon entering the room, he was greeted by the corpses of a human female Jedi and two strangely dressed men. Various unknown and strange objects were strewn about, nothing Cody had ever seen before. Upon further inspection, the bodies had clearly been ravaged by someone wielding a lightsaber or lightsabers.
"This is Master Du." Cody muttered to himself. "The other two look like those non-Jedi combatants from the arena battle. If Master Du is here, where are her men?"
Cody looked and addressed his men.
"Go forward and check for bodies of our brothers. Considering Master Du here is dead, we have to assume the worst of her men." Cody ordered. His troopers acknowledged the order and began to spread out into the catacombs. Whoever did this to Master Du and those two strange men was out there and he could only hope that this monster was long gone…
TBC…