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.

Interlude 2

Posted:
11/23/2006
Hits:
1,533


Interlude 2.

"Do you think it's possible?"

"What? Harry, Ron, and Hermione being alive, or..."

"Or You-Know-Who... being alive as well?"

"Yes."

"I have told you before, I know they're still alive."

"How?"

"I just do, Ginny."

"I wish I could believe that. But with them disappearing three years ago... and You-Know-Who not heard from..."

"And I know You-Know-Who is also alive..." Neville said.

"Of course he is," Luna Lovegood interjected. "He's possessing the Warblers' captain."

Ginny stared at Luna, and shook her head. Turning back to Neville, she said, "Fred and George, of all people..."

"Well, it kind of makes sense," Luna said. "I mean, if you're selling things, you need information."

"Yeah, but..."

Headmistress of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall entered the room, followed by Arthur Weasley.

"Dad!" Ginny shouted, and hugged him.

"Ginny, I haven't seen you in ages!"

McGonagall interrupted them. "Mr. Longbottom. I didn't exactly tell you to come alone, but..."

"Please, Professor," Neville begged. "Ginny..." Yesterday, Neville got an owl from McGonagall, asking him to come, and, because it concerned Harry, Ron, and Hermione, he asked Ginny to come along. And Luna... Luna was his girlfriend, and she got jealous rather easily, so the only way he saw to show her that there was nothing going on between him and Ginny was to have her come as well. He hoped McGonagall wouldn't mind.

"Oh, I suppose it's all right," McGonagall nodded.

"Professor, please... is my brother alive? Is Harry alive?" Ginny asked, worried. Neville didn't blame her... she really liked Harry... perhaps even loved him... and she had already lost one brother in the war.

"I'm sorry to say I don't know," McGonagall said. "I've received this," she took out a small silver ball, "from the Weasley twins. Unfortunately, it's been sealed with a Blood Concordat," Mr. Weasley gasped at that, "so I couldn't open it."

"A what?" Neville asked. He couldn't remember whether they've ever been taught this.

Mr. Weasley was grim. "A Blood Concordat is a charm used to secure messages or doors such that only someone related to the caster by blood can open it. It is the most secure way to seal something if you have no time to prepare any device or potion."

"Why isn't it used more often?" Luna asked curiously.

"For one thing, you never know all your relatives. The Concordat can be adjusted for different degrees of relation, but it's still always possible that a brother or sister you never knew might show up. For another, many wizards don't like it because it seems to validate the emphasis on blood relations those espousing the superiority of pure-bloods preach."

"Well, we'd better open it," Ginny said and picked the ball up.

A flash of light came out of the ball, and then, they were suddenly standing in a different place.

It was a moonless night, and they were standing on the shore of a large river, near an ancient-looking house. Two figures were standing on the balcony.

"Where are we?" Ginny whispered.

"The message didn't say, in case it got intercepted."

"Shh!" Neville demanded.

"So Potter is there," they heard a voice that all of them recognized, despite many years since meeting the man behind it.

"Severus?" McGonagall gasped.

"Do you doubt my word?" a second, cold, hissing voice replied.

"Of course not... but it all seems..."

"Unbelievable? Maybe so... Perhaps... the way the existence of wizards would seem to a Muggle?"

"You don't want me to go with you?"

"I can handle it. Keep an eye on the fools from the Order of the Phoenix."

"I will, Master."

"Potter will be destroyed soon."

And then, one of the shadow figures jumped off the balcony.

But he didn't hit the ground. Instead, Neville saw him vanish. There was no flash, no smoke, no sound. The Dark Lord--Neville had no doubt who he was--was gone.

And then they were back in McGonagall's office, Ginny holding the silver ball in her hand. She and Luna stood with eyes wide open. "Are you okay?" Neville asked.

"Yeah..." Ginny whispered. Luna said nothing.

Neville turned to McGonagall. "Is that why you called me here?"

"Yes. Did You-Know-Who disappear the same way Harry did?"

"I think so. It was like that--no sounds, nothing to mark it. They just vanished."

"I see."

"Professor?"

"Yes?"

"What will we do?"

"I have not the faintest idea, Mr. Longbottom."

"But we can't give up on looking for Harry," Neville insisted.

"We're not. We just need a place to start."

"I think I can help with that," a new voice broke in. Neville saw a shimmering, semi-transparent figure, similar, but not quite like a ghost, of a tall old man. The man had short white hair, and wore a white tunic underneath heavy brown robes. He smiled at them.

"Who are you?" Neville asked, not knowing what he was seeing. It clearly wasn't a live person, but it didn't behave like a ghost, either. Instead of flying, the man walked on the floor, stepped around obstacles, and even sat down in a chair. Luna moved closer to Neville, and grasped his arm. Ginny stared, dumbstruck.

"You may call me Ben," the man said.