A/N: It's not that I can't count... well, that's not true, I can't. But the scroll bar didn't scroll all the way so when I checked how many chapters there were when I wrote the opening A/N, I saw fifteen.

Here's the last one.

And just like that, the Empire of Magic became a beacon of light in the galaxy. Long lost family members were returned home. Many rejoiced in both the Republic and the Empire.

R2 had ordered fleets to take on the remaining Hutts. The droid factories were spitting out replacements faster than they could fall in battle.

Over the course of a year the Hutts were dead. A blockade was placed around their home world.

Unfortunately, people like to complain. Especially politicians who can't claim the glory.

The Republic began to make noises about the aggressive tactics the Empire had used. They attempted to sow fear that the Empire would soon turn its eyes on them and conquer them.

But the Empire had its allies in the senate. Those who knew what Emperor Potter had done for the galaxy.

The Jedi were summoned before the senate and ordered to investigate the Empire and determine the threat level.

"If the Empire chose to, they could wipe out all military force in their way." Mace Windu informed them calmly from the guest pod with Yoda.

"And how long will it be before they do that?" Mas Amedda demanded.

"Approximately one to two days after you have instigated an attack on the Empire." Mace answered.

"And when will that be?"

"That is up to you."

"Doomed, the Republic is." Yoda said gravely. "Seek war you do. Soon you will act. Respond the Emperor will.

"Save yourselves, you must. Tear down warmongers. Greed, hate. That is all I sense from you. Everything that is the Dark Side."

"Could it be that the Jedi have been compromised?" Amedda sneered.

"The Jedi always counsel peace." Mace warned. "As we have here. You are the ones who are conspiring to attack a foreign party who has done nothing to you."

Amedda gestured to the empty pods of the Trade Federation. "Nothing? Members of the republic in good standing have been usurped and conquered! Trade has been decimated in the Republic."

"The Trade Federation committed acts of war against the planet Naboo. The Empire withdrew them as they saw the Republic as complicit in those acts." Mace explained.

"Preposterous! There was no evidence!"

"Because you refused to investigate. But there was evidence. As provided by Naboo, the Empire and the Jedi."

Amedda looked at Mace with narrowed eyes. "Again the Jedi defend the Empire. Again we see more evidence that you are in league with the enemies of the Empire."

"Enough!" Bail Organa's pod moved up. "This is not a trial, Amedda. You have breached the rules of the Senate by ignoring its members." He gestured to the numerous lit up pods waiting to be recognised. "You seem to treat the role of Chancellor as that of a King.

"You serve the Senate. Your opinions are not welcome in this venue. It is your duty to ensure that the rules of the Senate are upheld and that everyone is given fair representation."

"Fair representation?" Amedda glared at the white human male. "Then perhaps we should hear from others."

What followed was senator after senator berating the Empire, the Jedi and Organa and his allies. It was far from a majority, but it was clear in its bias as none were allowed to speak against them.

"Sixteen systems have asked for entry or trade considerations into the Empire." Padme sighed as she sat at her desk in the palace. There were datapads everywhere.

Opposite her were Yoda, Mace Windu and Harry.

"The Republic is falling."

"There have been motions tabled to have the Jedi Order investigated and their warrant of authority revoked." Mace said gravely. "It will not be long before we are considered an enemy of the Republic."

"What are the chances of the motions carrying?" Harry asked.

"It is difficult to say. Many do not like change and will simply vote against anything they are told will hurt the Republic." Mace answered. "Despite the Force no longer being tainted, the Dark Side is still strong. But we still cannot feel where this is all coming from."

"The Republic is becoming something that invokes fear." Padme warned. "Mas Amedda is being allowed to ignore rules and is setting himself up as a supreme ruler.

"There is even a motion to have him named Supreme Chancellor whilst this 'crisis' with the Empire continues."

"They are going to attack the Empire." Harry sighed.

There was a knock on the door and Eirtae entered with Jedi Vos.

"Your Majesty, we have just received word from our allies on Coruscant. There has been a bombing at the Chancellor's office. Bail Organa has been apprehended and charged with treason." The handmaiden informed them.

"Is Amedda dead?" Harry asked.

"No. It is claimed he barely escaped with his life."

"What is Alderaan's response?" Padme asked, referring to the planet Bail Organa represented.

"Outrage and denial."

"Master Yoda, Master Windu, you should be aware that the Order has sent word that the Judicial Force has been demanding to gain access to the temple and to interrogate all Jedi." Vos warned.

"So Amedda frames Bail for a bombing he instigates and then uses it to throw blame and doubt at the Jedi whilst accusing them all of being tools of the Empire.

"How close am I?" Harry asked them.

"I hope you are far from the mark." Mace said darkly.

"What will happen to Bail?" Harry asked.

"It depends on how much they are willing to stomp over the law." Padme grimaced. "Ideally he should be brought for trial and he can give evidence.

"If you are correct that Amedda arranged all this then the Judicial Force will either be supplied with tainted evidence or are simply corrupt."

"They fired on our ships and nearly killed us. I think it safe to say they are corrupt." Harry pointed out. "So Bail Organa is a scapegoat and will likely face a rigged trial."

"Masters, do you wish me to relay any instructions?" Vos asked, still at the door with Eirtae.

"Start packing and prepare to evacuate." Harry said seriously.

"You think we should run and not fight our case?" Mace frowned.

"You think they will be interested in your case?" Harry challenged. "Do you think they will let you have a fair trial?

"Most importantly, do you think the lives of the younglings is worth the risk?"

"Return us to Coruscant, you must, Harry." Yoda said gravely. "Evaluate with the Force we will."

Of course, Harry couldn't visibly be on Coruscant. It wasn't that they were officially at war, it was that they couldn't risk Amedda making a play for him.

As such his stay was relatively short. Long enough to drop Mace and Yoda off, break into the Judicial Force holding cells and portkey straight to Naboo with Bail Organa.

"Why?" Bail demanded as he pushed Harry away. They were standing in the common area of the Ghost. "You have cost me my chance at justice! A fair trial!"

"You were arrested on false charges created by the head of government. At what point did you expect to get a fair trial?" Harry countered.

"The people-"

"Would have been shown what Amedda wanted them to see. Your embassy is already on lockdown because your own staff tried to tell them you had an alibi."

Bail slumped into the seating around the table. "The Republic is finished." He groaned.

"Been saying that since I arrived in this galaxy."

"At least some of us have been trying to save it." Bail glared at him. "You have not helped. Your empire has strewn distrust and paranoia."

"Nope. That was all the Republic." Harry shook his head. "The Empire started when the Republic refused to help Naboo and let the Trade Federation slaughter thousands.

"The Empire is a response to your Republic's apathy and complicities."

"What do you mean the Empire started during the Naboo Invasion." Bail frowned.

"Exactly that. There was no Empire until the day I boarded the Trade Federation's Droid Control Ship and took control. There was never meant to be an empire. It was just a bout of nonsense I rattled off to give the impression of authority.

"Unfortunately, some people took the idea and ran with it. And now I am the Emperor of Magic… biggest prank ever pulled. My father would be so proud.

"Except I figure I actually pulled the prank on myself." Harry sighed.

Despite the anger and displeasure of Bail Organa regarding his rescue, the leaders of his planet were actually very thankful.

They even requested the Empire's protection as they evacuated their people from Coruscant.

Unfortunately, that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Hundreds of planets saw what had happened to Alderaan and their representative. They immediately set about closing down their embassies and evacuating. The Empire was asked to provide safe passage out of the system.

Their presence was, at first, just on the edge of the system. But Amedda didn't take kindly to nearly a quarter of his own empire trying to escape. He ordered an attack on the departing ships. Fortunately the Empire ships were able to move in and rescue the crippled ships but the damage was done.

War had started.

It appeared there was some sort of miscommunication.

Perhaps a case of Chinese whispers.

Perhaps it was intentional ignorance.

"What do you mean?" Harry frowned down at the group of former Republic senators that had escaped the new Empire of Mas Amedda.

He was sitting on a throne in the Palace of Theed as Padme stood next to him. Both were in full regalia.

"We have come to represent our planets in the Empire's governing body." The former Republic Senator for the Stendarr System repeated himself.

"We don't have one." Harry shrugged.

"I- But- " The man was utterly perplexed. "How do you achieve democracy?"

Harry considered that for a moment. "We don't."

"That is not entirely true, Emperor." Padme corrected respectfully. "There are contingencies for certain democratic actions. Such as a planet wishing to leave the Empire. The planet may conduct a vote internally as to whether to present a request to leave."

"But what hope do they have that you will allow them to?" He demanded.

"Well… I guess, that as long as the vote was fair and legal, they can go." Harry wasn't quite sure what the issue was.

"What about laws, trade agreements, regulation and such?" A woman asked. This one was not entirely human, she had much larger eyes and flat ear lobes.

"What about them?"

Frustration was clear between both Harry and the former senators.

"Who decides them?!"

"I guess… me."

"But the Emperor listens to the advice of his counsel before finalising the details." Padme quickly added.

"Ah." The woman nodded in understanding. "Then we have come to represent our worlds on you council."

"I'm really not looking to make a… 'formal council'. Who I have has never led me wrong."

"But we deserve fair representation!" The man from Stendarr argued indignantly.

Padme stepped forward to save them from her husband's cutting remarks. "You seem to have misunderstood what the Empire of Magic is.

"It is not a democratic organisation bringing planets and systems together to work in cooperation and harmony.

"It is a sovereign entity that rules the planets and systems under its banner. The rules are set by the Emperor. If this is not what you wish or desire then perhaps the Empire is not for you."

"And if you decide that you want to rule us anyway?" The man sneered.

"Alright!" Harry said loudly as he stood. The group cowered back. "Listen very carefully, because once I'm done I'm kicking you off Naboo. None of you individuals will return whilst I am here.

"If you don't want to be part of the Empire, fine! Less for me to do.

"If you have some stupid notion that the Empire is evil and you attack us… we will respond in kind. You will soon find yourselves long term members of the Empire until it is decided by myself or my successor that you are well behaved enough to enjoy independence.

"If you want to join the Empire, you abide by the laws of the Empire. Cause a fuss and I will kick you out. My life is hard enough without having to deal with troublemakers.

"I don't want power, money or territory. All I want is to spend time with my family. Unfortunately, some idiots did some very bad things and I wound up in charge of a substantial percentage of the galaxy.

"Now, get off this planet."

Harry turned on the spot and vanished, causing them to gasp.

There was a crack and they jumped as Harry reappeared. "And don't piss off my wife!"

He vanished again.

It took every ounce of training and experience for Padme maintain her neutral expression.

Harry would pay.

Despite the revelation about the nature of the Empire, quite a few systems still put their applications forward. When word hit the former Republic, now officially calling themselves the Imperial Empire, they mobilised fleets and started attacks on worlds that had left the Republic.

But not the ones that had joined the Empire of Magic. It was a clear attempt to gain more territories for the Imperial Empire, but it drove them into the arms of the Empire of Magic.

R2-D2 had mobilised his own droid fleets and sent them in to liberate the systems. It was only Harry's arguments that prevented the droid from attacking the Imperial Empire directly, despite the fact that R2 had been building up wartime resources for years now.

A new plan was needed. Nobody wanted innocents to suffer but it was war and it was inevitable. Harry and Padme brainstormed with the rest of their trusted friends and advisors.

At the end of the day it came down to needing a fleet large enough to subdue the Imperial Empire. Not a problem as R2 had the droid factories churning out more droids and ships every day.

But sending the fleet to fight was not the first thing they would attempt.

Things had changed greatly in the Senate Chamber. Millions of credits had been spent re-designing it so that now, instead of floating pods, a single large, red carpeted bridge led up to the floating dais and the throne of the Emperor, Mas Amedda.

He sat proudly on his throne as his closest advisors flanked him and Twi'lek slave girls sat at his feet. This was an image that was not shown to the public. Only those Amedda trusted were allowed in the throne room.

From here he listened to his people and gave orders. He declared laws, issued death warrants.

Death Warrants. People were no longer arrested. If you committed a crime you were executed… at the feet of Mas Amedda.

The problem was that Amedda decided if what you did was a crime. Quite often there was no crime. Amedda was just bored.

On his throne, Amedda tensed. "Out! All of you!" He ordered suddenly. "NOW!"

The guards, advisors and slaves were quickly gone.

"I know you are there, Harry." Amedda called out. "I can sense you."

There was a flutter and Harry appeared, in full armour. "Interesting. No other biological can sense me, but you can?" Harry commented from the end of the red carpet. But then Harry noticed something. "No… not you."

The eyes. Regardless of the species, the eyes could give it away. Glazed and unfocused. The Imperious Curse.

"Come out and face me coward." Harry called out.

"Harry, Harry, Harry." A cold, high-pitched voice sounded patronisingly.

Harry's blood ran cold. "Riddle."

The air rippled behind the throne and the noseless face and body of Tom Marvolo Riddle appeared. Also known as- "I AM LORD VOLDEMORT!" Riddle roared furiously.

"Really? Not much of you left, is there?" Harry grimaced at the creature.

Riddle clearly had lost his right arm and leg as he could see the robotic replacements.

"You mock me Potter?" Riddle sneered. "I, who have traversed time and space?"

"You, me and probably many others." Harry countered.

"Who rules an empire that spans the stars."

"I can actually do it and use my face." Harry shrugged.

"Who has defeated death that not even the Killing Curse may threaten me!"

"You do remember October 31st, 1980?" Harry frowned.

"And now, I am here." Riddle snarled. "Banished by the Blood Traitors when they realised they couldn't kill me.

"And what do I find? Harry Potter is ruling most of the galaxy?

"UNACCEPTABLE!" Riddle roared.

Riddle paused and took some calming breaths. "But you will never attain my levels of power and wisdom, young Harry." He smirked. "What took you years, I did in months.

"I drove you from this cess pit of muggles and creatures.

"And then I waited. I waited because I knew your vaunted honour would never allow you to leave others to suffer. I baited my trap with the deaths of the innocent. I had them brought here and watched them die in agony."

"You realise that you could have just invited me?" Harry pointed out.

"But then you wouldn't have triggered my trap." Riddle clicked his fingers. Then he scowled, lowered his right arm and clicked the fingers on his left arm.

Around the room pale, grey-skinned men and women appeared in showers of luminescent green sparks.

"Behold! My elite army! The Death Eaters of Dathomir!"

Several red bladed lightsabers lit up around the room.

"Just so we are clear." Harry began. "You claim to be superior to me, but you still need help to kill me?"

"KILL HIM!" Riddle roared.

"Take the shot." Harry said quietly.

Riddle's head exploded in a mist of gore.

A deafening silence descended upon the massive room.

"Wh- What happened? A-Am I free?" Mas Amedda was cowering in his throne.

Harry ignored him. "Listen up!" He addressed the 'Death Eaters of Dathomir'. "Unless you want to be wiped out, throw down your weapons and surrender."

"Kill him!" One of the women ordered. Three men charged at him with lightsabers.

"Bombarda!"

They all went sailing back and into the long drop below the throne.

"Last chance."

One of the women who held a lightsabre approached. A shot rang out but she easily deflected it.

She brought her weapon down on Harry's head… but he caught it in his gauntleted hand.

"No more chances." Harry told the stunned woman. He gave her a shove, sending down into the pit. "HK, you are free to engage."

Loud bangs filled the room as many of the men and women dropped dead with missing heads. Soon only a handful of lightsabre wielding men and women were left.

A long monotonous scream filled the air as the rust coloured HK-47 dropped from somewhere high up. He was wielding two lightsabres, both red, as he laid into the natives of Dathomir.

In minutes HK was staring at his conquests with his shoulders slumped.

"Request: Master-"

"No, HK. You've killed enough people for today." Harry rolled his eyes. He turned to the cowering and Amedda who was covered in blood, bone and brain. But, considering it was all Riddle's, the brain was very sparse.

"Amedda, you are under arrest on the suspicion of sedition, treason, murder, acts of war and many other bad things. You will sign a complete surrender of the Imperial Empire to the Empire of Magic."

"Yes sir! Of course sir!" Amedda was quickly on his knees kissing Harry's armoured boots.

"Voldemort?"

"Yes."

"The Dark Lord Voldemort?"

"Yes."

"He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named?"

"Sirius, I'm sitting here on a throne that is covered in his blood. Do you really want to continue this?"

"Yes!" The floating hologram exclaimed. "The worst thing to come out of England in our time wound up here! You don't think that's a bit of a concern?"

"Not really." Harry shrugged.

"Would you mind lifting your feet, Sir?" The cleaning droid asked casually. "Thank you sir."

Harry sat there, feet suspended a foot off the floor as the droid continued its work.

"Harry, he said he survived the Killing Curse. You said he existed as a wraith. What if he comes back?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "HK, if that idiot Tom Marvolo Riddle returns, you have permission to kill him in as an excruciating way as you can manage. You may use different methods if he keeps coming back."

"Declaration of Adoration: Master, my power source throbs with joy. You are too kind."

Harry and Sirius both looked a little uncomfortable at that. But they quickly refocused.

"How is that going to help?" Sirius asked.

"Eventually he's going to figure out that dying is worse than death. Hopefully he'll figure out a way to stay dead."

"Harry." Mace greeted them as he approached with Master Mundi. "Or should that be Emperor?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he surveyed the scene of the armoured man on the throne.

"Mace, if I have to sit on this throne for more than an hour week… I'm running away.

"And you can't stop me."

"But I can."

Mace couldn't help his smirk at the voice of Queen Amidala approaching from behind. Especially because of the wince Harry gave.

"Is this how our relationship is to work, Harry?" She asked as she approached with her dog. Her handmaidens just behind her with their own dogs and weapons out. "You make a mess and I clean it up?"

"Would you have preferred to be here when the mess was made?" Harry calmly asked as he flicked a glob of brain off the arm of the chair.

"I don't think she wants the clean up job either." Sirius smirked as she turned green.

Video of Mas Amedda flooded the galaxy. They showed him begging for forgiveness from the people and declaring his surrender and the submission of the Imperial Empire to the Empire of Magic.

All law enforcement officials were officially suspended pending an investigation into their actions on behalf of the Imperial Empire. Droids now patrolled the streets.

There were rebellions and uprisings all over the former Imperial Empire, but for the most part the people accepted the status quo.

Members of the Empire of Magic had sent organics to supplement the droids and provide something of a buffer. Wookies, Gungans, humans, even organics from the Trade Federation.

The Jedi, however, were notably absent.

"Master, couldn't the Jedi have picked a warmer planet?" The teenaged Anakin Skywalker asked Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn as they hiked up the side of the mountain on Ilum towards the Jedi Temple.

"This is where the Kyber Crystals grow, Padawan. You know this." Qui-Gon admonished lightly. "I would have thought you'd appreciate the change from the hot sands of Tatooine." He smirked.

"I would prefer a planet with civilisation." Anakin grumbled. "And regulated temperatures."

"This is a conversation you will hear a lot, Master."

Qui-Gon smiled as he looked up to see his former Padawan standing there with his own, Barriss Offee. "Obi-Wan! You are well." He clasped the younger man's arm.

"The Force is with me." Obi-Wan smiled. "And also with you, it seems. Welcome back to the Jedi Temple, Anakin."

"Hey Obi-Wan." Anakin gave weak smile. "Are we allowed to light fires for warmth?"

Obi-Wan laughed. "Harry Potter took one step in this place and then started conjuring warming lights all over the place. We had to stop him when some of the structure started to melt."

"The Emperor is here?" Anakin was surprised.

"This was his idea."

"He's exiling us?" Anakin was gobsmacked.

"Anakin, what have I told you about jumping to conclusions?" Qui-Gon asked archly.

"He's not wrong, Master Jinn." Barriss scowled. "Just because the Kyber Crystals are here doesn't mean we have to be stuck on this ice block."

Soon a majority of the Jedi and the Padawans were assembled in one of the great ice caverns that served as a meeting hall. At the front stood Harry with Mace, Yoda and Dooku.

Dooku's presence raised a few eyebrows, but no one said anything… except a few Padawans who were essentially told to shut up and listen.

Harry soon began to address them. "So… I've been working and living with the Jedi for about as long as I've been in this galaxy.

"You are… needed, unfortunately."

There were a few frowns at that.

"Ideally, you would be wanted, not needed. There would be no conflicts that need a patient Jedi's touch to defuse. No kidnapped victims needing a skilled Jedi to rescue them.

"You would simply be gifted individuals who respond to calls for help and advice that occasionally need a skilled manipulation of the Force or a lightsabre in an aggressive creature's rump to send them running.

"Recent events have shown that the Jedi have become too rigid. You submit yourselves to a governing body, namely the Jedi Council.

"All of you, including the Council should submit to the Force and common sense.

"I have discussed this long hard with Mace, Yoda, Dooku and many others. It is time for the Jedi to return to their roots.

"Instead of waiting for the Council to issue you orders, you will seek your path from the Force. The Council will oversee supplies, intelligence, logistics, medical facilities and basic training.

"The Council may even put out a call for help on behalf of another party. But you need to follow the Force.

"Why? Because as Mace Windu once said, the Jedi have become an organisation run by a committee.

"Master Yoda says that fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering… and there the Dark Side flourishes.

"Well, committees lead to legislation, legislation leads to restrictions, restrictions lead to Jedi being told what to do by other Jedi and other people and not the Force.

"The Jedi Temple on Ilum is to be the home of the Jedi. But we hope you will not be here too often as we hope The Force will guide you out into the greater galaxy.

"But first… you should probably decorate."

Behind him Yoda glared, Mace rolled his eyes and Dooku chuckled.

Harry squawked as Mace dragged him back.

"The Jedi are not an organisation." Mace said seriously. "We are a family. Brothers and sisters gathered by The Force.

"The events that saw the downfall of the Galactic Republic were caused by a sect of Sith. It was thanks to the combined forces of many Jedi working with Harry Potter that saw the Sith taken down almost seamlessly.

"Unfortunately, the power vacuum allowed the greed and fear of others to step in and take the Republic to war and saw to its demise.

"It has been decided that the basic leadership system shall remain in place. We will however seek answers from The Force to determine if those of us holding positions of leadership should continue to."

Mace stepped back and Yoda stepped forward. "A new threat we face." He said gravely. "Unique, Harry is not. Travelled with his godfather, I did. A wizard, the same.

"A wizard created the Imperial Empire." Yoda scowled. "A wizard took him down." He gestured to Harry.

"Wizards there have been. Wizards there will be.

"All wizards come from Harry's world. A galaxy, far away, thousands of years in the future."

Harry stepped forward. "My world is primitive compared to this galaxy. Every youngling in the care of the Jedi could beat me on academic tests.

"But, as most of you have experienced or heard, we are exceptionally dangerous." Harry started to hover and gently circled over the hundreds of Jedi and their padawans. "None of you can sense me in The Force. None of you can directly affect me with The Force.

"Provided I am not successfully assassinated or fall deathly ill, I will live for at least a hundred years. During that time we will be working together to figure out how to detect witches and wizards.

"The method I used to come to this galaxy across time and space was a portal. But my people believed it a death sentence. They would send their worst criminals through.

"There is a high chance that anyone who comes through the portal is a murderer and eager to continue their crimes.

"Now, the good news is that wizards and witches need a wand." Harry held his up as he landed next to Yoda. "I was not a prisoner or criminal which is why I have mine.

"Riddle, the wizard who created the Imperial Empire, didn't have his because he was a criminal. But he was skilled at wandless magic.

"You've seen what a single, skilled wizard can do. Even without a wand. We need to find a way to track these potential criminals before they can do any harm."

"Are all wizards going to be like Riddle?"

Harry looked down with a smile at Anakin. The boy was only an inch shorter than him but was growing like a weed. "You mean in what they can do or what they will attempt to do?"

Anakin thought for a moment. "Both."

"When you've been out in the galaxy with Qui-Gon, you've encountered lots of criminals?"

"Yeah… I don't get why they do what they do." Anakin sighed.

"That is a topic for a time when you have several weeks free." Harry chuckled. "But, how would you rate their average intelligence? Especially the more violent ones?"

"Pretty dumb. Unless they are psychopaths or sociopaths. Those can be smarter than… Barriss."

"Was that an insult or a compliment?" The young girl asked curiously as she joined them, looking out from one of the balconies overlooking the frozen tundra.

"I believe it was a fact." Harry smirked. "But, my point is that the more violently predisposed magicals are likely to have no talent. Without a wand, they will be brutes whose only advantage over you is that you can't use The Force on them.

"Those like Riddle, will have some skill without a wand, but not enough to be a true physical danger. They will be smart enough to gather followers and use them.

"But at the end of the day, they will be limited and your options are the same. No using The Force directly."

"Perhaps it is something we should invest our time in investigating." Master Mundi said as he joined them. "Training ourselves and our padawans to work without aid of The Force."

"But how, Master?" Anakin asked. "The Force is everywhere." He then looked at Harry and shrugged. "Except with him."

"And perhaps that is where we should seek the answers. If there is a single planet out there which produces people like Harry Potter who are absent from The Force, then there are certain to be others.

"It would be foolhardy of us not to prepare for the situation where we might encounter these worlds."

"Sounds like someone needs to sit down and meditate on the subject." Harry said pointedly.

"Wise counsel as always, Harry." Mundi nodded. "I shall pass the idea to my fellows and ask them to meditate as well."

"You must really hate us, Harry." Anakin grumbled as he pulled his robe closer around him. "Exiling us to this hell hole."

"Padawan, the point of the Jedi Order moving to Ilum is not to exile us, it is to ensure our unhindered and protected independence. The Jedi Order is no longer beholden to the Galactic Republic, the Imperial Empire nor the Empire of Magic."

"But… ice?" Anakin almost whined.

"Ani, go to your room and meditate then. Ask the Force to show you a better place." Harry sighed.

He was not expecting the boy to turn and do that with a nod.

Barriss leaned into Harry. "Do you think he actually meditates, or still sleeps?"

"I heard that!"

Thousands of years later in a galaxy far, far away...

Tears streamed down their faces as they hurried through the long corridors of the Ministry of Magic. Hermione and Luna were supporting the injured Ginny and Tonks was struggling to drag Remus along. Neville was trying to keep Ron focused.

The werewolf had tried to leap into the Veil after Harry and Sirius.

But it was too late. Harry Potter and Sirius Black had fallen to their deaths. Now they were running from the Death Eaters who had ambushed them.

They reached a long corridor and froze at the long bright strips of lights ahead of them. Green, blue and purple. Silhouetted behind the lights were three individuals in robes. Their features hidden beneath hoods.

"Just in time." A female voice said approvingly. "Come along, we need to get you out of here safely." She said as her purple light vanished.

"W-Who are you?" Hermione demanded, her wand raised.

The other two individuals turned off their lights. They could now see a tanned man and two brunette women. All seemed somewhere between twenty-five and thirty in age.

All had identical bright green eyes.

The man stepped forward. "Short answer: Potters. Long answer: Best given after the danger is dealt with."

"Liar! There are no more Potters!" Hermione shouted with mournful anger.

"The Veil is not what you believe." The last woman said softly. "It is not death."

"What?" Lupin pushed forward. "What do you know?" He demanded through tears.

"More blood traitors? How fun!" The teens along with Tonks and Remus turned, their wands ready as Bellatrix Lestrange approached with Malfoy and the others.

"I've got this." The first of the trio stated as she ignited her purple light. "You get the kids out."

"Don't get cocky!" The man called out as she passed the younger group at inhuman speeds.

The confusion allowed the remaining man and woman to approach the group and start physically ushering them out.

The sounds of screams and thuds filled the air behind them.

Nothing was said as they rode the lift up to the atrium. Remus, Luna and Hermione spent the time visually evaluating their rescuers as the man healed Ginny's ankle wandlessly.

The doors opened and Ginny vomited all over Tonks' robes.

Standing in the atrium, covered in blood was a rust coloured humanoid holding a large blade in one hand and a fancy looking muggle gun in the other.

"Declaration:" The being said monotonously as it noted their arrival. "Glorious day. I have finally split open some meatbags."

The woman stepped forward. "HK, you didn't kill Riddle, did you?" She seemed worried.

"Indignant defence: I am offended." He then lifted the clearly unconscious head and torso of Lord Voldemort. His limbs had been removed and the stumps cauterised. "Amused Observation: I rarely get to kill the same person twice."

"I killed them all."

They jumped as the purple light wielder appeared behind them.

"Did you destroy the Veil?" The other woman asked.

"Yep. No more trash being dumped in our past." She smirked. "I have fulfilled Father's 'prophecy'." She said with air quotes.

"Who are you?" They all turned to see Albus Dumbledore glaring at them with his wand raised.

"Professor, wait, they saved us." Tonks stepped between the groups. Unfortunately she didn't realise she was wearing Ginny's last meal.

"And they appeared to have slaughtered many."

"Only those that deserved it." The purple light wielder shrugged. She raised her hand and Dumbledore's wand shot into it causing the magicals to gasp.

The woman examined the wand. "So… primitive." She shrugged and tossed it back.

Unfortunately Dumbledore was not quite so quick and fumbled, eventually picking it up from the floor.

"Who are you?" Dumbledore asked again, wand once more pointed at them.

"We are Potters." The man stepped forward. "I am Kal, this is Serena and Lilus." He indicated the purple light wielder as Serena. "Our ancestor, Harry James Potter, fell through the Veil of Death minutes ago.

"But it isn't a killing device. It is a transportation advice. It transported Harry and Sirius Black far into the past and into another galaxy.

"There, they both thrived. Harry married and had many children. He followed Sirius' work and started to plan for us to intervene just after he fell into the Veil. He wanted us to make sure you survived today."

"Why isn't Harry here then?" Neville frowned.

"He's been dead for thousands of years." Selena laughed. "Long before you people crawled out of your caves."

"Selena." Lilus admonished.

"How do we know you are telling the truth?" Remus challenged.

Selena looked at him like a bug. "Why would we want to prove it to you?"

The floos started lighting up and people poured through.

Cornelius Fudge was there in his pyjamas. "Aurors, arrest them!" He ordered as he took in the blood.

Lilus waved her hand and all the wands flew to her feet.

"Disappointed query: Must you be so quick, Mistress? Surely one of them could have been allowed to fire at us. Then I could have killed some more."

"HK, you've seen the info feeds we have." Lilus scowled. "There will be plenty of fools for you to kill."

"WHO ARE YOU!" There were quite a few sniggers at the Minister's high-pitched scream.

"We are Knights of the Empire of Magic." Selena sneered as she ignited her blade, trailing it on the floor, leaving a burning gash as she stalked towards the floo arrivals. "We come at the behest of The Empress and her ancestor. You have been conquered. Keep yourselves peaceful and obedient or we will demonstrate our methods of criminal punishment."

"Y-Y-You have no right!" Fudge spluttered.

Selena stretched out her hand and Fudge rose up, arms and legs wriggling in panic.

"Put him down, Selena."

Fudge landed with a thump and a squeal.

Everyone turned to see a short dustbin on wheels roll up with a 3D hologram projected above it.

"Harry?" Hermione gasped.

The smiling visage of a slightly older looking Harry Potter looked at her and shrugged. "Meh. More like a portrait of Harry Potter."

"So… you are dead?" Remus asked tearfully.

"Moony, I've been dead for thousands of years. Let me just help my kids sort out those fools and R2 and I will regale you with my story."

A/N:

Whilst Harry's story ended for me with Barriss on Ilum, I wanted finish with answering Harry's lingering question of what happened to his friends at the Ministry. Unfortunately, I end it here, but it sounds like the start of a new story... just not one for me to write.

I thought about having Harry go through cryo-stasis, but he lived his life. He married, had children, adventures... like Sirius before him, he made preparations for the people cared for. Harry has a presence, but it isn't his place anymore, it's his childrens'.