Starkiller – Harry Potter/Star Wars.
"Merry Christmas Harry".
Harry smiled awkwardly at Mrs Weasley as she swept past him, hands curling around the mug of hot chocolate she handed him from the tray in her hands. Tightening his grip around the warm mug, he watched as Mrs Weasley re-joined her family in the sitting room of 12 Grimmauld Place, all of them laughing and talking as they sat around the crackling fire.
As he watched Ron shuffling back under his mother's arm when she sat, Harry turned away from the scene in front of him and guiltily fought down the bitter jealousy that was rising up in his chest. It wasn't his best friend's fault that he had family to spend Christmas with while Harry was an orphan, and it was ridiculous for him to feel bitter about something as silly as that when the Weasleys had kindly treated him like a seventh son.
"Harry?"
Jumping Harry's head snapped around to see Sirius watching him from the second floor landing, a concerned look on his face as the older man patted the banister beside him slowly. Smiling softly at Sirius and starting up the stairs, Harry felt a second flash of guilt for not remembering his godfather when the dog animagus had done everything he could to make the two of them a family.
"You okay Prongslet?" Sirius asked as Harry reached the landing and leaned against the banister beside him, "Christmas is supposed to be a merry time, not a time to lurk in the shadows scowling".
"I wasn't lurking" Harry denied petulantly, "And I'm fine, I was just thinking".
"Well think somewhere else" Sirius ordered, "Like my room" he suggested innocently as Harry stared at him. "I've got a warm fire, presents, and even better… me!" his godfather exclaimed before turning and bouncing up the stairs, pausing on the third landing and blinking down at him, "Hint hint, nudge nudge?"
"I'm coming" Harry exhaled, rolling his eyes fondly at Sirius as his godfather's face lit up. "Lemme grab something from my room first!" he called up after Sirius as he jogged towards the room he and Ron shared, quickly searching through his trunk for the wrapped present he had owl-ordered from Hogsmeade earlier that year.
"Took you long enough" Sirius dead-panned as Harry finally stepped into the brightly decorated room. "Come on" he instructed as he patted the bed beside him with a grin, "I may not have been able to go out shopping myself, but Moony and Tonskie were more than happy to go out to get everything for me" he explained as Harry stared at the pile of brightly wrapped presents on the bed.
"Same here" Harry confessed slowly as he raised the present in his hand, "Owl order can only get you so far though".
"Christmas is made by the people you're with, not the gifts you get" Sirius said sagely, nodding dramatically at Harry.
"Well then I guess I might as well keep this if you don't want it" Harry teased as he moved to put Sirius' present down.
"Whoa!" Sirius exclaimed, "I said Christmas is made by the people you're with, I didn't say anything about not wanting presents!"
Grinning Harry shut the door behind him and strode over to drop the present in Sirius' lap, climbing onto the bed to watch as his godfather eagerly ripped open the wrapping paper, his eyes widening as a box clearly labelled 'Zonkos' fell out of the package and onto the bed, a book sliding out afterwards. "Oh Pup! You really do love me!" Sirius yelped as he tore into the box to open it, diving into it to pull out various pranking supplies with a loving look on his face.
"I figured you were getting bored trapped in here without anything to do" Harry explained slowly as his godfather glanced over the book and grinned at the title (1001 Muggle Pranks and their Magical Counters).
"Understatement that" Sirius muttered as he lifted a small bag of dungbombs with a grin.
"Those have been shrunk" Harry added innocently making the grin turn evil.
"And that's why you're my favourite godson" Sirius exhaled as he faked wiping a tear from his eye. "Now it's your turn!" he declared as he pushed the entire pile of presents towards Harry, "Hopefully some of these make up for all the Christmases and birthdays I've missed" he explained as Harry's jaw dropped.
"I can't accept all of these" Harry refused quickly making Sirius' face go blank.
"As your godfather I have the right to spoil you, and I have a lot of spoiling to catch up on so open the presents and be pleased about it" Sirius ordered slowly, the corner of his lip twitching for a moment before they both burst into laughter, Harry's previous dark thoughts long gone.
Pausing for a moment to scowl at his godfather who had procured a camera from somewhere, Harry pulled the top gift towards him, unwrapping it to reveal a small glass-like orb that had a small ball of pulsing blue light inside it.
"I gave you one of those on your first official Christmas" Sirius explained slowly, "It's the magical version of a Muggle 'bouncy ball'. Just say 'Orb: Activate' and it'll turn on".
"Orb: Activate" Harry echoed obediently, watching as the inner light grew until the sphere was a singular ball of light. Blinking at it in confusion Harry pulled his hand back and gently threw it against the wall, yelping and diving to the side as the ball promptly went crazy, ricocheting around the room rapidly, Harry's eyes following the near-blur with all the skill of a Seeker before his hand shot out to catch it. "Merlin… that was awesome" he blurted as he absently threw it again, a grin forming on his face as he watched the ball flying around the room until his hand snapped out to snatch it from the air again. "I should have gotten one of these years ago" he whispered as he turned off the orb and beamed at his proud and shocked looking Godfather.
"You caught that almost as quickly as you did as a baby!" Sirius exclaimed with wide eyes, "I mean yeah the baby edition is slower and it doesn't rise as high but still! Your reflexes were freakish back then and now? By Merlin James would be proud!"
"I was a baby Sirius; how could I be that fast" Harry pointed out dryly.
"Never underestimate yourself Prongslet" Sirius exhaled gently, "You have no idea what you're capable of. As a baby your accidental magic made most first years look like squibs" he explained. "That same Christmas James bought you a child's broomstick" he continued slowly, "I remember Lily being furious since they were designed for three to five years olds and you were only two. As she chased him around the room you crawled off my lap and over to the broomstick to stare at it. Then you, a two-year-old baby, VANISHED the box, picked up the broom, and then flew off on it!" Sirius exclaimed wildly, gesturing around as Harry listened intently. "We were all so shocked at what you had done that we all just stood there staring like idiots as you chased Lucifer on a broom with your toes skimming the ground!"
"I chased who?" Harry blurted making Sirius falter.
"Lucifer… your cat" Sirius clarified before frowning and scratching his chin, "You know, Lily reacted the same way when James named him. Said it was a Muggle thing" he murmured.
"Yeah, it's just a Muggle thing. Never mind" Harry mumbled as he shook his head in disbelief at the idea of his father naming a cat 'Lucifer' without any knowledge about religion. "Wait a minute" he interrupted as his mind drifted back to his godfather's words, "Did you say I was two years old? I was only fifteen months when Voldemort killed Mum and Dad though" he countered.
"Oh no, you'd only been James and Lily's son for fifteen months when they'd been killed" Sirius corrected, "Anyway, you led James and Lily on a merry chase as you zipped around the room. Lily ended up summoning you straight off the back of the broom when you figured out that by going under the tables they couldn't catch you and ruin your fun. You pouted and glared at them until they gave you another present to distract you" he finished with a chuckle. "Merlin I miss those days" he added softly with a longing look on his face.
Harry however was still stuck up on Sirius' causal explanation for his age. "What do you mean I'd only been their son for fifteen months?" he growled out coldly, making Sirius pause and blink at him in shock, "I'm adopted and no one thought to tell me?"
"Who would tell you?" Sirius pointed out slowly, "Only James, Lily, and I knew that you weren't theirs by birth. The goblins should have given you a letter when you first showed up in the bank explaining everything to you".
"Does it look like I got a bloody letter?" Harry yelled, launching himself to his feet as he glared at his godfather, a hand raising to comb roughly through his hair in frustration as he started pacing.
"Obviously not" Sirius muttered darkly, "Alright Prongslet, sit down and I'll tell you everything I know" he ordered as a flick of his wand caused the presents to move over to wait on the wardrobe. When Harry slowly moved to sit down opposite Sirius, scowling at his godfather, the dog animagus sighed as he leaned back against the post of the four-poster bed.
"Right… where do I begin?" Sirius asked absently as he raised his head to stare at the ceiling, "The beginning I guess. I'm a comedy genius" he drawled plainly. "Fine. Uh, James and Lily were having trouble conceiving" he began awkwardly, "And when they finally managed to we were all ecstatic, until she miscarried. Then… then like it was destined to happen, you showed up…"
Sixteen years ago…
"Come on Padfoot, use that brain of yours" James hissed as he shot the door to the sitting room a nervous glance, "Lily is dying in there".
"Lily's what?" Sirius blurted in horror, "I thought Poppy-"
"No!" James interrupted, grabbing his arm as Sirius made for the sitting room. "She's fine, physically. I mean she's dying in here" he corrected patting his chest over his heart, "She's not taking the- the miscarriage well and I need your help to bring her back".
"Put another Prongslet in her then" Sirius dead-panned, raising his hands defensively when James scowled at him. "I'm serious!" he exclaimed, forgoing his usual Serious/Sirius joke in light of the serious topic, "If she finds out she's pregnant again she'll snap right out of it for the baby's sake".
"I can't" James forced out slowly, "Lily refuses to try for another one. It broke her heart Padfoot, she can't handle another miscarriage and she knows it".
Sirius flinched and turned to send the door a sad look, "What about adoption?" he suggested slowly, "Adopt an orphaned Wizarding baby and then use a blood adoption ritual. None of the risk of miscarriage and all the results".
"That's a-" James faltered and blinked at Sirius as his mind processed the idea, "That's a brilliant idea!" he exclaimed, "Do… do you think Lily will agree?"
"Yes" Lily's voice replied from the doorway making them both freeze in place, eyes flicking to the door nervously. "I want a baby and if I can't have one myself then adopting is my only option" the red-haired woman declared firmly, her eyes watering as she stared at James.
"Sirius, can you come with us on Monday to the Department of Magical Child Welfare?" James asked hopefully as he accepted his wife's request without hesitation.
"I'd be honoured" Sirius promised as Lily launched herself at James, a choked laugh erupting from her mouth as she clung to him, a grin forming on her face as they both watched the life returning to the fiery red-head.
"Oh James!" Lily began, "We're going to have a-"
A loud horn cut her off as they all leapt away from each other, pulling their wands as they turned to face the windows expectantly.
"Tippy!" James called out, making the manor's house elf appear with a crack, "What does that alarm mean? I've never heard it before" he demanded as they all nervously waited for a Death Eater raid.
"It is being the wards saying a large object be passing through them" Tippy replied automatically, wringing his ears with a pained expression, "The object be landing in the west field Master James Sir, does you be want Tippy to clean it up?"
"No. We'll go" James denied, "What kind of object is it?"
"Tippy doesn't know Sir" the house elf apologized, "Tippy has never seen of something like this before".
"Where did it come from?" Lily asked slowly, frowning down at the house elf for a moment before flicking her wand at the wall, the sound of the alarm being muffled instantly.
Relaxing with a grateful look in Lily's direction, Tippy removed his hands from his ears and instead pointed up, "It's being falling from the sky Mistress Lily Ma'am" he reported instantly.
"From the sky?" Sirius echoed in confusion, "Is it one of those Muggle 'Oreoplains'?"
Tippy shook his head again, ears flapping around comically. "Tippy has seen an aeroplane before Mister Black. Tippy has never seen ones of theses before".
"Can… can you take us there?" Lily asked hopefully, a calculating expression on her face as Tippy nodded and they all gathered together to take the house elf's hand. With a loud pop they were standing in front of a burning crater, James and Sirius' jaws dropping as they stared at the dark wreckage, Lily instantly casting a spell to light up the whole area.
"Oh Merlin" she exhaled softly, "It's a spaceship".
"Hold on" Harry interrupted, "While you get points for knowing what a spaceship is, do you really expect me to believe that a spaceship crashed in their backyard? And what has this got to do with me?" he added pointedly, "Because I swear Sirius, if you tell me that I came from that spaceship then under-age sorcery be damned I will hex you within an inch of your life" he threatened bluntly.
"Okay then I won't tell you" Sirius promised with a shrug, grinning at Harry as the younger wizard's jaw clenched.
"Fine… continue" Harry ground out, "But I swear... if you're lying about this you'll wish you were back in Azkaban".
"How about I skip to the cool bits?" Sirius offered with a grimace, "Most of what happened next was confusing. Somehow Lily and Tippy, good elf that one, found the entrance and opened it. They led us into it and it looked just like some of the films Lily rented out afterwards to explain aliens to us" he explained with distant eyes. "We followed the life revealing charms to a room near the back of it and that's where we found you. You were in a crib, protected by what Galen called a 'stasis field'" he continued.
"Galen?" Harry asked curiously, "That woman?"
"Nah, that was Juni?" Sirius mumbled before freezing, "Um… Jane? Jun-Juno! That was Juno" he corrected with a nod. "Juno was your mother. Galen, Juno's partner, was your father".
"Galen" Harry repeated, shuffling back to lean against the headboard, "And he was a Muggle? So I'm really a Muggleborn?"
"Galen wasn't a Muggle Harry" Sirius denied.
"He was a Wizard then" Harry corrected, refusing to accept the possibility.
"Harry" Sirius began softly "You're an alien".
STARKILLER
Based on DZ2's 'Out of this World' challenge.
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