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When we arrived back in our base, B'Elanna looked haunted, she destroyed fifteen Warships with a tiny Shuttle! I had to clean the vomit away from the cockpit though. When our ships were empty, we got drunk at Quarks.

I woke up in a strange bed with a woman standing next to it.

She said: "This needs a lot of explaining Junior."

5 We are in business.

I looked up at the woman, WTF? Amelia Bones? Then I took stock of my surroundings, a bright white room with me on my back on… a dissection table? What the hell? Shit, this could be Hell! I wearily looked at Amelia, her expression seems off, this might be the beginning of a nightmare.

Amelia said: "Not a nightmare Junior, we are curious though, how did you get into this Universe? We monitored this reality from the moment it was created, and suddenly there is someone that causes ripples in the time continuum. Destroying all those ships was not supposed to happen, a lot of events were not supposed to happen, and yet here you are. You are even shielded from us."

My head pounded, so I was not the most polite with my answer: "I guess with the way you talk, you are a Q or a Prophet. If even you guys can't figure out from where I am, I suppose someone smarter than you put me here. Now, isn't that a scary thought?"

The Q or Prophet looked down at me: "That is easily fixed Junior, we can, using your expressions, erase you with a snap of our fingers, or a blink of our eyes. That would put things back in order."

I shot back: "Or your bosses don't agree with what you think your order is supposed to be. Removing me can then cause them to blink their eyes. Either way, I don't care, I'll wake up in another reality anyway."

Amelia studied my face, finally, she said: "We will leave you be for now. But be warned Junior, changing the future can have serious consequences, we will be watching, and if we don't agree with it, we will correct it."

I shrugged: "I can live with that, you are watched too, correct too much, and you have your own consequences to deal with."

Amelia snapped her fingers, and the room changed. I looked around, I am in a holding cell? WTF? I saw Dax tapping her foot, waiting for the explanation. Crap? Another Q? No, this feels like it is real, I better prepare some bullshit story. No, I have to skim the truth, I can't lie to save my life. Note to myself, never get drunk or unconscious, those Qs will strap me on a bed again if I do.

I groaned: "Can I explain after I saw the security recording? My mind is blank right now. I remember going to Quark's with B'Elanna to get drunk. The other side of the wormhole is a big mess If I can believe my scans, more than twenty wrecks are surrounding the exit of the wormhole. B'Elanna got sick when she saw the footing, and I thought getting drunk was a good idea at that time."

Dax commented: "I saw the recording, Ensign Potter, you got provoked, and started a fight. That fight got out of hand when five Klingons decided to help your opponents with live blades. When those Klingons were taken care of, you decided to resist arrest and pummeled the security detail. It took five phaser shots before one got in."

I frowned: "That is suspicious Lieutenant, most everyone on Station knows about my fighting skills. I doubt they want to fight me. Someone is testing the waters, and trying to destabilize our organization. Can I see the recordings?"

I watched the recordings twice, the second time I pointed several persons out that orchestrated the brawl.

I said: "See these three? That is not normal behavior, that one is using a Tricorder to record the fight, that one pushed the Klingons my way. There! They isolated B'Elanna! I bet that those are from a Secret Service. Lieutenant, if something happened to B'Elanna, no matter who or what they are, even when they are on orders from an Admiral, they will pay. Is she still on this Station?"

Dax checked: "No, she isn't. You are free to go, Ensign Potter, we review your case when Commander Sisco is back on the Station. Dismissed."

I rushed to Boxy and shrunk it, put it away, and turned into my Phoenix. After spending a few days with B'Elanna, I could locate her. She was on a ship heading for Earth. I flamed next to her and turned back to Human. Two men stood on the other side of the room with their mouths wide open, two stupefies took them out. Then I took stock of the situation, B'Elanna was strapped on a bed and drugged. I did a Fulmen on the security cameras to fry the recordings, then I sealed the door.

A mind rape revealed they are agents from Sector 31, they suspected her and me of altering their minds because they could not reach our Storage rooms. This ship has ten men on board all seasoned agents, willing to do whatever it takes.

Too bad I am thinking the same thing. Two transfigurations later, I pocketed two rubber bouncy balls. Instead of using the doors, I made holes in the walls, surprising them in the back. Ten minutes later, all of them got a visit in their minds. What to do with these ass wipes? I stopped the ship at an uninhabited planet and beamed all but one bouncy balls on it. It will take a month or two before they turn back to normal. I left a small shuttle behind and claimed the ship as spoils of war.

Every tracker got removed and new security protocols were installed after the captain transferred the command codes and identifications over to me. An Imperio might have helped a bit. An obliviate and transfiguration later, I left the last bouncy ball with the others. After taking B'Elanna outside, I shrunk the ship, it was a pretty one, 50 yards long 20 wide, and 15 high. I can use that, a bit of redecorating and I call her Pretty.

With two ships in my pocket and B'Elanna lying in front of me, I changed into my Phoenix and flamed us back to DS9. Boxy got enlarged, and B'Elanna dropped into her bed after a glass of water and a teardrop.

I reported to Dax: "Lieutenant, I found B'Elanna in Boxy, I just noticed that my new shields are still up. She was having a hard time and I comforted her."

There, she can fill in the blanks with her imagination. My other worry is the five agents that are still on DS9. Maybe I give the diarrhea… no that is cured in a minute… why did I want to do that? Strange.

It is time for security protocols, a Replicated necklace, got all the spells and enchants I could think of. Wards against ill intent, anti-poison and mind-altering, anti stealing, anti-spying, a portkey to Boxy when unconscious, you named she got it.

I stored Pretty in a secluded bay, still shrunk and with heavy shields against detection. That will be a side project for later.

O'Brian did not comment on last night or why I am late for my shift. Developing a brand new scanner that can detect cloaked ships… I might as well take a month's vacation and he wouldn't complain. More so even, with my new shield calibration, I got two major improvements in less than a week. I am bound for a promotion or a medal, I prefer both.

During my break, I visited Quark and said: "Quark, the repair bill can be deducted from my cut of last night's recordings. As is said in Rule of Acquisition 696, Subsection C: When we are in business, there must be a profit for Harry Potter."

I know, it is a lame Rule, my inspiration is low at the moment, Quark smiled: "It is already paid for Mr. Potter, you have a lot of fans, even among Klingons."

I nodded and said: "The girl that was with me last night, you probably already know, but we started a small company, with me as a silent partner. She will pilot my small shuttle to do some scavenging on the wreckage. Miss Torres will make our company great one day."

Xxxxx

I traveled the wormhole alone for two days, to beam my cargo full, I even filled the buffers with the alloy. The good news is that the Jem'Hadars backed off from the wormhole and allowed traffic to pass again. B'Elanna joined me after that news, by the time Nana's transport arrived, our storage was filled to the brim, I even had to spell weightless Runes on the storage.

When the Transport docked at my spot, they brought a surprise visitor, She rushed at me and gave me a bearhug.

I complained: "Mum! I love you too, but you are crushing me, and embarrassing me in front of my business partner."

Mum squeezed harder and said: "A mother is allowed to show her affection for her firstborn. Now, introduce us, Nana said you became quite the womanizer."

I sighed: "Mother, this is B'Elanna Torres, my Business Partner. B'Elanna, meet my mother Lily Potter. Mother, I might have dallied with some women, but B'Elanna isn't one of them. So no teasing or hinting for something that isn't there."

Mum pouted: "You still aren't fun Harry. You have to loosen up a bit. You might as well show me that mysterious metal of yours."

I grinned: "Follow me, please. This is our shuttle bay, we are going to our storage room one… here, enter please."

Mum went inside, the storage was filled with metal, leaving only some small corridors to walk through. Her Tricorder went in overdrive, pile after pile got examined, and every ingot had the same result, not one foreign atom contaminated the ingots.

Mother asked at last: "How did you collect these ingots? The purity of those is off the scales! If we can do the same on other alloys, it will increase performance by at least 5%!"

I smiled: "The years I focused on studying paid off Mum, I developed a new way to collect and purify all kinds of metals and liquids. First, tell your captain to dock to this storage and start loading, then I'll show you some of my secrets."

Yeah, if you can't trust your own mother, then you are too paranoid. The crew started loading while I led Mother to Boxy.

There, I explained: "When the Saucer section of the Enterprise crashed, I think a Q or some being from that category gave me some powers. That way I survived the crash and saved T'Panks' life. I used these new powers to experiment during the time on the crash site. T'Panks kept it a secret as thanks for saving her life. During that time I remodeled a shuttle with my new powers and my Engineering knowledge. Come inside, please. This is my room, yes, I can manipulate space, among other skills."

I smiled at Mother's slack-jawed face. I pushed along: "A combination of my power and technology made it to my transporter beam and scanner. The scanner can isolate every atom from the alloy and beam it in as ingots. The range of my transporter beam is trice of that from a Galaxy Class Star Ship. That way we scavenged more in less time. And my cloaking device is perfect, nobody can detect us."

Mum recuperated: "That is why Spanky told Nana you changed a lot, we thought you got interested in girls. Going on the latest rumors from Star Fleet Academy, you got a lot of interest."

I shrugged: "I admit that I changed a bit, these new powers gave me some more confidence. I still have three big secrets mother, first, let me introduce you to Flame."

B'Elanna commented: "We used the same facial expression when he did that in front of us. That bird has powers too, it can travel to other planets without a Star Ship. They call him the Fire God in the Badlands."

I changed back and said: "Another secret is that I can duplicate Matter, when I use a lot of power it is even permanent. I nicked this shuttle from the enterprise and left a duplicate in its place, T'Panks doesn't know it, she thinks after I undid my transformations, the Engi-corps recycled it. That is why I had Nana buy that old shuttle, I transferred the ID codes. That brings me to the fuel, I can duplicate the Dilithium crystals, Deuterium and Anti Matter, so I am flying without the need to refuel. I even have a maintenance sequence on the engines that are doing repairs once a week."

Mum dropped down on a couch, these revelations were too much to digest, then she remembered: "Three secrets Harry? There is one more?"

I nodded: "One that can get me hunted through the Galaxy if the wrong people find out. You obviously heard the rumors of those Dominion Warships exploding without evidence of who or why? Well, I found a way to… teleport is a good word for it, I teleport a photon Warhead inside the Warship where it explodes in an instant. That way I destroyed eight Warships from the Jem'Hadars when they attacked us. A few days ago we wanted to collect the alloy from those ships in the Gamma Quadrant, when we exit the wormhole, they ambushed us and we got caught in a tractor beam."

I smiled sadly: "Mum, we destroyed those ten ships and the twenty that came to assist them too. We felt sick for days. At least they aren't ambushing the wormhole anymore."

Mum sighed: "That is a lot more than scavenging a new kind of alloy, son. Can those powers protect you and the ones around you?"

I nodded: "If I have a few days to prepare, yes. B'Elanna has the prototype, a necklace with a lot of protection. Tomorrow I am off-duty, I'll prepare some for the family, they need to spill a drop of blood on it to bind it to them. I know, any body fluid will do, but spitting on it is tacky, and I even don't discuss the other option."

B'Elanna and Mum hit it off from the first meeting, they were visiting the station while I prepared the protection amulets. An awkward moment was when I introduced Jadzia to Mum and said she is one of the girls I regularly visit. The duo became a trio after that, exchanging embarrassing secrets no doubt.

Xxxxx

Mum left with a fully loaded Transport. After a call to Nana, she arranged an escort to the production facility. The cargo was worth a fortune after all.

B'Elanna started collecting again, focusing on unknown metals and alloys, she even got lucky and found a functioning data core. We gathered more browny points when O'Brian send it to Star Fleet Command at top speed. I know, I am fucking Canon sideways.

Another annoying being is Odo, he knows I am breaking laws, but he doesn't know which law I am breaking, the fact that he can't inspect my shuttle bay, he can't even find it, it irked him badly, and he let it be known.

Finally, I had enough, after scanning him on a molecular level, I set some devices in hidden places, every time he passed there for the third time, it activated and send a signal that made his body turn into a liquid for ten seconds. It drove him down the drain so to speak.

I knew we were back in Canon when Sisco returned with his brand new ship the Defiant. See that thing shine! Freshly painted, and waxed. Hah! I'll bet he won't say it has my shield configuration and my long-range scanners. He is petty that way.

Anyway, a few days later he was off to search for the leaders of the Dominion for peace talks. The naffer managed to get himself abducted! I bet it is that Q or those prophets that is forcing Canon through. Odo discovered his heritage, and Sisco got his ride back, full of spyware no doubt. Now that the Dominion had a look at it, I have to tune my long-range scanners again. Fucking Sisco.

The news that the shapeshifters infiltrated the Alpha Quadrant hit hard, the paranoia went over the top, every friend could be a shapeshifter. Our Hero of the Hour introduced his anti-spy device: the liquidizer! Set them in strategic places and you can mop them up easily.

Earth and the federation were done in two weeks, Klingons and Romulans the week after, the Star Fleet naffers even gave it to Cardassia. Hah! Take that Canon! Harry Potter Rules! They got barrels filled with spies!

The recommendations and merits piled up, so were the Gold pressed Latinum strips when they used the alloy on the new Ships engines. B'Elanna is a very wealthy girl by now, The shipments with the alloys paid a good price, the bonus for finding that data core was big, and the patent revenue is starting to increase. We even bought the biggest transport that a single person can handle alone.

Of course, we modified the shit out of it. Her private quarters are fit to house a Queen, all the bells and whistles got in. So was my room. We didn't change much on the outside, but the inside was better than a Galaxy Class. If this was an automobile, it would be a pimped-up limo with those fancy rims and those fancy suspensions that made them look like bouncy balls.

I developed another major change, with my transporter beams, with unlimited power, the transporter beam changed the metal on a sub-atomic level. I can turn lead into gold! Big deal, a replicator can do gold. But my beam can change what even industrial replicators cant make. At a high cost, but I get it done. The downside? I can't do shit with it without exposing my abilities.

Xxxxx

Finally! Dax signed the contract when I showed her my Phoenix, and cured her bruises with a tear. She nearly shat her knickers when she found out who offed those Warships. I decided to tell her some Trill secrets.

After a good workout, I said: "There is something you need to know. The fact that there is only one of you in a thousand suitable as a host is false, it is nearly fifty percent of the Trill population. That, and I sense that your memories are altered. You had a host for six months, those memories are blocked. I can unblock them if you want."

Yeah, I remembered that episode, I did miss a lot of those episodes, but this one I remembered. Dax allowed me to unblock her memories, it took two days to come to terms with the dark side of Trill.

I advised: "If you think you can point them on their crimes, you are going to lose Dax. Don't even think to expose the truth, because you will get killed and they spread rumors that you wanted to cause a revolution. The best solution would be a breeding program for the symbionts, increase the Symbionts and everyone will be happy."

Well, I guess I cleared another episode without the drama. I had fun though watching Quark shoot himself in the foot by claiming to have killed a Klingon, and the widow, trying to save her House claimed Quark as her husband. I watched that episode and found it hilarious, so I let Quark deal with his new wife. Quark returned to DS9 as a new man.

Xxxxx

There were still some troublemakers in the Badlands, not all colonists left their planet, and hotheads revolted against the Cardassians, the Q's have a hand in this, no doubt about it. By now I realized that certain key events have to happen, no matter how hard I try to prevent it, they will force it through.

It made me start to prepare for the wars, that are obviously going to happen. I gave my Section 31 ship, Pretty, a makeover, and gave her all the trimmings and goodies. Pretty is going to be Nana's ship. When trouble arises, Pretty can demolish a fleet of five hundred Warships in under a half hour. I went overboard with the Portedo's, Pretty can fire a Portedo in under three seconds. The targeting system, scanners, and sensors are all a combination of technology and Magic. The cloaking device is state of the Art, when Nana came to collect it, I had some explaining to do. Nana is a retired Star Fleet Captain, and her loyalties are deeply rooted in it.

I told her: "Nana, remember when I called you for the new alloy? A few days later B'Elanna got abducted. I showed you my Phoenix form, with it I could locate B'Elanna and save her. Nana, she was abducted by a secret organization called Section 31. By the look on your face, you have no doubt heard about them."

Nana nodded: "Those are nasty opponents, child. A lot of good men tried to do something against them and failed. My guess is that they have the unofficial backing of Star Fleet Command."

I continued: "This ship was used to transport B'Elanna to Earth, I overpowered the crew, left them on a barren planet with a small shuttle. I claimed this ship as my spoils of war. They acted against me and my partner, I fought back. They won't recognize the ship anymore, I did a complete rebuild. Nana, this ship is for you and our family. Though times are ahead, I want you and everyone to have a place to refuge to. These badges are linked to Pretty, with a drop of blood they are bound to you. Tapping it three times will get you Teleported on board if Pretty is in the solar system, otherwise, it will activate a beacon, and Pretty will automatically get there unless you override it. Now, let's take her out for a spin. B'Elanna, can you lead with Boxy? I'll follow with Pretty."

Hah! I made Nana speechless! That never happened! I pimped Pretty to the max, every room is expanded, the fuel is duplicated, an extra power generator solely for the Portedo's made it a badass Warship. There is room for forty crew, my family isn't that big, but I guess better prepare for Murphy's Law.

I ended with: "Nana, a lot of stuff is illegal if this is a Federation Star Ship. Now it is a private Space ship for family use. Don't expose this to Star fleet Nana, I already gave them a lot, when this comes out, I'll be hunted and two weeks later our enemies will have the building plans."

Nana sighed: "You have a point, Harry, already there are voices speaking up against you, your achievements made many wary of you. You did too much in too little time. Your mother mentioned it too. She told me they are planning to promote you and station you on a ship. That way everything new you develop will automatically belong to Star Fleet Command. Rubbing Sisco the wrong way didn't help you either. The only thing stopping them is my and your mother's reputation, and that won't last much longer."

I shrugged: "I know, it is the Q collective that is behind it, they are pissed that I changed the future too much. I met one, that is the reason I give Pretty to you. So you will be safe when I'm gone."

Yeah, hope for the best and prepare for the worst, because the best will never happen. B'Elanna got Boxy from me. That way it can't be confiscated when I have to leave on a Starship for my next assignment.

In the meantime, I keep on screwing with Canon. I told Kira to let Bashir do a deep examination of her when she was told she was in a penal colony. That messed the Cardassian Obsidian Order's plans up.

Another mess-up is when Quark bought a second-hand ship with a child on board, a tiny Jem'Hadar. I did a deep examination of his DNA and gave Bashir some hints in the right direction, hence he can cure the addiction of the species from that White drug. Sisco returned the kid though, useless, the kid will be used to extract information and after that disposed of. But... Sisco feels morally justified by his action.

I spend three weeks preparing DS9 for being occupied by hostile forces. One order from B'Elanna or Dax, all essential equipment from Starfleet and mine is beamed to a location under a Fidelius charm, with Dax as the secret keeper. The industrial Replicator I gave O'Brian, is extra tagged, when it leaves the Station, it gets automatically beamed back to the secret chamber. Hey! It isn't paranoia when they are actually out to get you, that is why I placed so many traps.

Finally, I got my promotion, Lieutenant Junior grade, and two medals from the Federation for my contributions to the Federation. I smiled until I saw the name of my new Ship.

"Fucking Crap Q's!"