Chapter 11
The days passes rather uneventfully for harry continued to study the books on magic both the light and the dark (after Revan made a book run to nocturne ally) and although he had yet to actually perform any spells he felt that he now understood some of the basic principles of it. Revan mean while confined herself to her dark corner focusing mostly on history and politics. Finally the day came that harry was to leave for Hogwarts.
He woke early that day and went through his morning exercises before going to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready for breakfast. It was then that he noticed his eyes. No longer where they a deep green now they were a sickly yellow with hints of red. To say he was shocked would be an understatement. Sure his master had told him that the dark side would change his appearance but he didn't think it would be this dramatic. He rushed back to his room to ask his master what else he should expect, after all he had yet to see Revan face so had no idea just what to expect.
When he arrived back in his room he found his master where she always was. Walking up to her and kneeling down he started. "My master. I ..." "yes I have already seen your eyes and I assure you that it's all perfectly natural, the eyes are always the first to change soon you'll become pail and eventually veins will appear on your face. These are all signs of the sith ware them with pride. However it would be best if you hid them for now, no need to advertise what you are yet, simply focus on your eyes and the colour the use to be. Now go you don't want to be late for your train, and if you find yourself in need call me I've put far too much time and energy into you to start over with someone else." Revan finished. "Yes my master." And with that harry rose and walked down the stairs to breakfast.
The morning went by quickly and soon harry found himself at kings cross station looking for platform 9¾. 'Honestly you'd think there would be a sign or something' he thought to himself. It was then that he felt a large concentration of magical energy nearby. Looking around for the source he found himself staring at what appeared to be a family of red heads. Getting closer so as to get a better look he noticed that they were all congregating in front of a pillar between platforms 9 and 10. It was also at this point that harry first noticed the illusion that had been placed on the pillar. Cursing himself for missing it in the first place harry waited for all the redheads to go through and then promptly followed.
What met him on the other side was a vary busy plat form filled with what harry could only assume where witches and wizards. Calmly making his way through the crowed harry reached the large red train and promptly found an empty compartment. Deciding that he would rather not be disturbed on the train ride harry quickly used the force to make it seem like the cabin was full. It wasn't a very strong illusion but he doubted that there was anyone strong willed enough to break through it on the train. Noticing that a number of people who had tried to enter quickly got a clouded look in their eyes and turned away harry turned his back to the door and with a quiet "weak minded fools" closed his eyes and began to meditate. That is until he heard the sound of the compartment door slide open. "Sorry I hope you don't mind but all the other compartments are full." Came an unexpected voice disturbing harry from his meditation. It was then that he noticed that the bushy headed girl in front of him hadn't even waited for him to acknowledge her before she had taken the seat across from him. 'Well this is a surprise; I didn't think anyone would be strong willed enough to simply walk past my illusion. "My names Hermione Granger by the way." The girl said with an outstretched hand. Hesitating for a moment harry figured there was no harm in telling her his name, she would learn it soon anyway. Stretching his hand out "harry potter." He said shaking her hand. At the mention of his name her eyes widened a little. "Harry potter, as in the harry potter?" she asked. Sighing to himself harry simply nodded and hoped that she wouldn't make a big deal about it. "Well it's nice to meet you harry." She chirped brightly. Glad that she hadn't started to squeal or giggled harry decided that he could at least be civil to the girl sitting across from him and gave her a nod in response.
It was at this point that the train lurched forward. Deciding to go back to his meditation harry closed his eyes and began to center himself. That is he was trying to but before he had the chance the cheerful voice of the girl sitting across from him interrupted. "What are you doing?" she asked innocently thou harry thought that there was something else in her voice thou he simply passed it off as his imagination. "Meditating." He answered with his eyes still closed. Even with his eyes closed he could feel the girl staring at him. It was another 10 minutes before he was interrupted again. "So ... this magic stuff sounds pretty interesting don't you think? My parents were muggels so all this is kinda new to me." Again harry could help feel that there was more to the girls question then she was letting on. "I to was raised in a non magic family so this is just as new to me as to you." Hoping that if he simply answered her question she would leave him alone. It was then that she said something that caught his attention rather quickly "ya this magic sure is interesting, but it's nothing compared to the force." She said in an even tone like she was talking about the weather. At this harry's eyes snapped open. "What did you say?" he said in a whispered voice." "HA I knew it you can feel the force too can't you!" cursing himself for the slip harry sighed. "Perhaps." Was his answer. Hermione scrunched her face at that. "That's all you have to say? Perhaps. You just find out that there's another force user on the planet and all you have to say is perhaps. Honestly." She huffed at the end. Harry just chuckled at her frustrated expression. "Well I'll admit that it is somewhat surprising to find someone like myself on this train." Again harry chuckled. Hermione blushed a little in embarrassment. The rest of the trip was spent with in conversation about haw their respective masters were a bunch of task masters, to what they thought about magic and such, though both purposefully avoided any details a bought themselves.
It was getting dark out and the two had already changed into the school robes (harry decided to just throw on the normal school robes instead of his sith one's). Harry had noticed that Hermione gave her robes a rather distasteful look but just assumed that she to dislike them because they hampered her movements. "You know you never did tell me who your master was?" she inquired. Harry had to think a bought this for a moment. On one hand although they had both been talking for almost five hours he still wasn't sure he should trust her with that kind of information, after all he was a sith and trust was not something he was big on. But on the other hand she was the only other force user he had come across so far. Deciding that if he could gain her trust she would definitely make a strong ally. "My master's name is Revan. Now that I've answered your question I want to know who your master is?" it seemed that Hermione had a far off look in her eye as she answered. "Her names Bastila." She said absent mindedly still trying to think of where she had heard that name before. Harry thought that that name sounded familiar and quickly searched his memories. It was then that realization hit them both at almost the same time and quickly they were both on their feet staring each other down. "Sith." Hermione hissed out. At the same moment harry yelled "Jedi!" they continued to stare down each other cursing the fact that that they had both left there lightsaber in their trunks (a mistake each promised to never repeat again). They both remained motionless staring each other down each trying to think of a way out of this situation. Suddenly a loud screech and the train came to a lurching halt, both harry and Hermione losing their footing due to the concentration that they had both been focussing on each other falling into a tangled heap on the floor. With surprising speed, even for a Jedi/sith, they were up again facing each other. It was then that they heard the sound of the rest of the students leaving there compartments and heading outside. Sighing to himself harry decided that now was not the time or the place for this fight. "As loathed as I am to say this, perhaps we should reschedule this little party for later." And with that he slowly edged himself to the compartment door opened it and stepped out, all the while never turning his back on the Jedi in front of him. "Very well, sith, but don't think that this is over. I may not know what you're planning but I won't let you get away with it." And with that harry simply gave he a smug laugh and walked out quickly followed by Hermione.
It was raining out when harry left the cover of the train, not that he really noticed his mind was far to occupied to be bothered by something as simple as the weather. 'This is not good, this is not good' kept repeating itself in his head. 'What the hell is a Jedi doing here, I'm good but I've never fought another force user. Hell I've never even spared against another force user (Revan's a ghost remember). 'All this time his body was acting on autopilot and he now hound himself sitting in a small boat in the middle of a large lake. This was also the first time he got a look at the school that he would now be attending. For the first time in some time he was actually rather surprised. He was expecting something resembling some of the school he had seen around London but what he saw in front of he actually took his breath away. In front of him was a huge castle with at least twenty spires the tallest reaching at least ten stories above the main building which had to be at least six stories high. Add to that all the light shimmering in the windows the entire castle looked like it came out of a fairy tale that he use to read before Revan arrived. So captivated by the sight in front of him he momentarily forgot all about the bushy headed Jedi he had been sharing a cabin with. However as the boats docked up near the castle his thoughts once again returned to his current and most pressing problem. 'Ok, calm down harry nothing I can do about this now. The moment I get some free time I'll contact master. I'm sure she'll know what to do, not to mention I'm pretty sure she'll want to hear about her old friend being here.' With this thought he quickly calmed down schooled his fane in to one of boredom and fallowed the rest of the students to what appeared to be an entrance hall. Noticing that everyone had stopped harry hurried to the front of the group. Unfortunately he wasn't the only one with this idea. Just as he pushed his way to the front he found himself standing beside the cause of all his recent worries. It also seemed that he wasn't the only one to notice this as she rather quickly moved to the other side of the hall. All of a sudden the doors opened and a stern black haired witch stepped out. "Welcome to Hogwarts the start of term semester feast is about to begin. But before we get to that we must first sort you into your respective houses. If you would follow me." And with that she turned opened the doors to what harry could only assume was the great hall and swiftly led them in. as they entered harry had a chance to look around. To be honest it looked just like what he excepted a great hall to look like. A number of tables, five to be precise, four for what were obviously students and one for the faculty. The only thing that did catch his eye was the sealing. It seemed that some form of illusion made the sealing look like the night sky. Harry simply continued on not paying it any mind. Finally when it was then that he noticed the teacher from before had placed a three legged stool down in front of the professors table and what sat upon it was nothing but a simple worn out hat. It was then that he noticed the hat start to twitch and then all of a sudden break out into rhyme.
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I' the Hogwarts sorting hat
And I can top them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The sorting hat can't see, (harry paled a little at this and he wasn't sure but he could of sworn that Hermione was smirking at him.)
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave of heart
There daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindor apart.
You might belong in hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal, (harry scoffed at this)
Those patient hufflepuff are true,
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old raven claw,
If you've a ready mind,
With those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means'
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a thinking cap!
And with that everyone started to clap and cheer, well every one besides harry who was just looking at the hat sideways with a quirked eyebrow. 'What the hell was that,' he screamed in his head. 'My future here lies in the hands of a hat!' however before he had a chance to voice such opinions the same professor from before pulled out a large scroll and started to read off names. At this point harry just decided to tune everything out. There were only two name he cared about, his and the Jedi's. It wasn't long he heard the Jedi's name called. "Granger, Hermione." He watched as she walked up to the hat and placed it on her head. It seemed to take longer than most but eventually the hat called out "Gryffindor!" again harry tuned everything out until his name was called. Calmly walking up he took his seat on the stool and watched as the hat was placed over his head.
"Hmm... well you have excellent mental shields I'll give you that, now if you would be so kind as to drop them so I could take a look?" asked What harry could only guess was the hat. "I don't think so now if you would be so kind as to place me in slytherin I'll be on my way." Said harry in his most polite tone (read: not that polite) "now listen here I've been doing this for over a hundred years, I can't very well let you tell me where to put you. If I did that then everyone would be doing it and I'd be out of a job." The hat retorted. "Never the less I'm afraid that you won't be getting in my head any time soon. So just pick a house and lets be done with this." Was harry's rather forceful reply. "Alright kid, any house you say. Well then it looks like ..."
A/N: (insert evil/diabolical laughter) CLIFFY OF DOOM. (More evil/diabolical laughter)
Well what do you think? What house will harry be in? What about the Jedi? And honestly that's one hell of a cliffy eh? So let me know, review.