Rating:
PG-13
House:
The Dark Arts
Ships:
Ginny Weasley/Harry Potter
Characters:
Harry and Hermione and Ron
Genres:
Crossover Alternate Universe
Era:
The Harry Potter at Hogwarts Years
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix Half-Blood Prince
Stats:
Published: 05/24/2006
Updated: 06/04/2007
Words: 91,458
Chapters: 67
Hits: 75,013

Harry Potter and the Dark Lord of the Sith

LunaIsCool

Story Summary:
On Christmas morning in their seventh year, a flying accident causes the Trio to vanish. They reappear in a galaxy far, far away... where a war against the Galactic Empire rages.

Chapter 04

Posted:
06/28/2006
Hits:
2,194


Chapter 4.

"Well, we won't be taking this elevator," Han muttered as the company watched the smoke clear. The inside of the lift showed impact of a powerful explosion. "Luke, do you know how to get back to the ship?"

"Um... not really," Luke admitted. He took out a small white cylinder and spoke into it. "C-3P0, can you give us alternate directions back to the hangar? C-3P0, come in!"

"No contact," he said.

"This is some rescue!" Leia opined. "Did you make any plans at all? Or did you think you could just come in and walk out with me? From now on, you'll do as I tell you."

"Look, your worshipfulness, let's get one thing straight. I take orders from just one person. Me!"

"It's a wonder--" Leia started, but she was cut off.

"Hey! We're getting nowhere here!" said Ron. "They'll probably send reinforcements here soon."

As if to confirm that, a man in a black uniform stepped in through the hole in the wall. Fortunately, he was alone, and as he reached for his belt, Chewbacca shot him. Han and Leia glanced at each other, embarrassed to be censured like that by a kid.

"You're right," Han conceded. He finished getting out of his stormtrooper armor. Underneath, he wore a white shirt, black vest, and dark blue pants with red piping going down the right leg. Ron wanted to ask what the piping was, but Han was already stepping out through the hole. A blaster shot rang out. Everybody rushed outside and saw another black-uniformed imperial lying on the floor.

"Great. Let's find another elevator," said Leia. "And be on guard,"--she looked at the wizards-- "no matter what sort of strange things you see."

Strangely, they met no one on the way to the elevator. But as soon as everybody stepped in, they got a new surprise. "Level 2," Han commanded. The elevator didn't move. Instead, a mechanical voice said: "Please state the password."

"Why you..." Han began.

"Incorrect," replied the voice. "Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" An alarm sounded. The elevator doors began to close, and would have shut completely if Hermione didn't put a stream of blue fire into the circuit board.

"Well, you found a way to affect computers by magic," Harry commented.

"Sure. Now how are we going to open this door? Chewbacca won't get through this gap."

She was right. Everybody else managed to squeeze through the half-open doors, but the Wookiee was trapped.

"Damn!" Han swore under his breath.

Chewie growled, desperately.

"I'm not leaving you here!" Han erupted. "I won't do it!"

"I'm an idiot!" Luke slapped his forehead. "I totally forgot. Chewie, stand back!"

Luke pulled out a metal cylinder about ten inches long from his belt. He pushed a button, and a blue blade of light emerged out of it. Then Luke turned and thrust it into the elevator door. It simply went through the metal. Within ten seconds, Chewie was free.

"This is called a lightsaber," Luke said, after noticing that the three Hogwarts students had a look of awe on their faces. "I'll explain later," he continued. "Right now, we better find another way down."

"Luke?" Leia motioned to him. "I think we got a more urgent problem."

Luke and Han both turned to her. "What is it?" asked Luke.

"Listen." They did. From around the bend of the hallway, they heard the unmistakable sound of many feet. The sound was getting closer.

"Get ready," Han whispered. He and Chewbacca raised their blasters, Harry and Hermione, their wands. Harry looked at Ron and almost laughed. Ron did look somewhat funny with a blaster rifle in his left hand and a wand in his right. Be on your guard, he remembered Leia's warning. He looked ahead.

At least thirty stormtroopers came out of the hallway. As soon as he saw them, Han fired. They stopped in their tracks.

"Incarcerous!" Harry shouted. A stormtrooper that was aiming at him collapsed, tied up by ropes appearing out of his wand. At the same time, Ron stunned another stormtrooper, and Hermione aimed her wand at the one with orange shoulder pads and used the vanishing charm on him. He disappeared.

"Yaaarrghhhhhhh!" Han yelled, running towards the shocked troopers. Harry expected them to kill him, but instead, they turned and run. Chewie ran after Han, and within moments, Ron took off. Harry saw no choice but follow his friend. Hermione ended up bringing up the rear.

"...have courage," Harry heard Leia say behind him. He didn't turn back.

XXX

And he was calling me crazy, thought Harry as ran after Han. The smuggler already disappeared into the smoke ahead, as did Ron and Chewbacca. "Stupefy!" they heard Ron's voice in the distance amid blaster shots. He's alive.

"Hands up!" A stormtrooper aimed his blaster at them.

Harry complied. He couldn't have turned around and used a spell before the imperial soldier pulled the trigger. Hermione also raised her hands, but she managed to aim her wand at the trooper as she did so. "Rictusempra!" she said quickly.

The trooper dropped his blaster and fell on the floor. Either the spell was very strong or the man was ticklish, muffled sounds of laughter emerged through his helmet. Harry regained his composure and aimed his wand at the stormtrooper and said: "Stupefy!" The trooper dropped.

Harry looked at Hermione, who was listening to what was happening ahead. "They're getting closer," she said.

"Closer? Oh, no..."

Ron ran out of the smoke-filled corridor. "Run!" he shouted. "There are hundreds of them!" The Wookiee came next, clutching a wounded arm. Han, in the rear, was unsuccessfully trying to slow the imperials by firing behind him as rapidly as possible.

"Harry! What're you doing?" Hermione demanded, watching Harry step forward.

"This should slow them down," he answered. He thought about getting back to Hogwarts and other familiar things. "Expecto Patronum!" he yelled, pointing his wand at the stormtroopers who were running around the corner. Ron wasn't kidding. There were hundreds of them.

A stag seemingly made out of white light burst out of Harry's wand and rushed the soldiers, who scattered before it. Ron, Chewie, and Han, seeing that, slowed down, but Harry caught up and motioned them forward.

"Keep going," he urged. "They're not dementors, so the Patronus can't really do anything to them." The stormtroopers already realized that, ignored the conjured creature, and resumed their pursuit.

"We'd better split up," suggested Hermione.

"Right," Harry agreed. "This way!"

He and Hermione ran off into a side corridor on the right. The imperials paused for a second and also split up, most going after Han's group, but about forty followed the wizard pair. Harry and Hermione ran down the hallway, having no idea where they were going.

Harry had trouble keeping track of time. It could have been five minutes or thirty seconds when the noise behind them began to get louder. Despite all the turns and side corridors, they weren't losing their pursuers.

Hermione tapped Harry on the shoulder. "Let's try to slow them down again."

"Are you sure?" Harry was getting tired, and wasn't sure for how much longer he could do magic.

"We won't escape by running," Hermione said. "There are more of them, and they know the station. They'll chase us into some sort of trap."

Harry nodded. Around the corner, the corridor ended in a T-intersection. The hallway to the left was identical to the one they came from, but the one on the right was short and had a ramp leading up to a small door. Hermione pointed that way. Harry followed, deciding this wasn't the time to argue.

When the stormtroopers ran into the intersection, the Hogwarts students were standing at the top of the ramp with raised wands.

"Impedimenta!" Harry cast the jinx, which caused several lead stormtroopers to stumble.

"Incendio!" Hermione's spell created a three-foot high wall of green fire between them and the imperials.

"Let's go," advised Harry.

"Good idea," Hermione agreed, since the unaffected soldiers were already shooting at them, although because of heated air above the fire, their aim was poor.

The duo walked through the door, still looking back at the stormtroopers. This proved to be more dangerous than the imperials themselves. Harry looked ahead, grabbed Hermione by her robes and pulled. She fell--backwards.

"Harry! What're-- Oh, my..." she gasped.

"They'll chase us into some sort of trap," Harry commented.

It was exactly that. The walkway extended out of the wall like a piece of a bridge. The chamber they were in was at least thirty feet wide, several hundred feet long, and seemingly miles deep. Harry looked down. The bottom, if there was one, was lost in the darkness. There were all sorts of beams and even a few actual bridges across it, but none close enough to risk jumping.

A hiss and a blaster shot was heard from below and to the left. Harry looked and had to suppress an exclamation of joy. "Leia!" he shouted.

"Harry!" the former princess was also pleasantly surprised. She turned back to Luke. "Quick! Find the controls to extend the bridge."

"I think I just blasted them," the young man said apologetically.

At that moment, more stormtroopers appeared at the hallway directly across from Harry and Hermione. They opened fire on both groups. "Protego!" Harry cast his spell moments before the blaster bolts hit.

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione's spell yanked the rifle out of the lead stormtrooper's hands. He jumped after it and fell into the abyss.

"Stupefy!" Harry yelled, and another imperial collapsed. The rest ran back into the tunnel.

"We've got to get across!" Leia shouted to Luke.

The stormtroopers came back, carrying a long black cylinder and a tripod.

"Harry!" Hermione pointed at them. "That looks like a machine gun!"

"Protego!" Harry cast the shield charm again, trying to make it as powerful as possible. A rapid barrage of bolts hit it. Harry raised his wand and put all his willpower into the spell. Droplets of sweat appeared on his forehead. "I can't hold this forever," he told Hermione.

"Here. Hold this," he heard Luke's voice. The solution hit him then. "Hermione! The broomsticks!" he shouted.

"Of course! How could I forget!" she cried out, pulling the folded package out of her pocket. "Engorgio!"

At that moment, a blaster bolt got past Harry's shield and nearly hit her. She dropped the enlarged brooms, and one of them fell over the edge.

"Accio broomstick!" Hermione yelled in panic. She grabbed it as it was flying up and looked at it. It was the Cleansweep Seven. "Good thing I caught it," she said in relief. "Ron would have killed me!" She handed Harry his Firebolt.

He took it, looked down, and saw that Luke had hooked a rope to a metal beam above him and was getting ready to swing across, holding Leia.

"Go with them," he told Hermione. "I'll cause as much havoc as I can here."

"But--"

"You're better than me at many things, but not at flying, and that's what's needed here."

"All right, all right," Hermione got on Ron's broom, took off, and landed next to Luke and Leia on the bottom walkway. She looked at Harry.

"Go!" he yelled. Than he dropped the shield that he felt he couldn't hold for a moment longer, and flew up. The blaster bolts aimed at him found empty air.