A Christmas Present
The wizarding world had quickly returned to normal after Voldemort was defeated. Harry was honored with more prizes and awards then he could count, along with Raj and Homer who had been a very big part of the victory. It was upon the mention of Raj and Homer that the Yautja were introduced to the wizarding world. Various trade arrangements were set up to help both parties and the economy instantly flourished. Every day an invention of one kind or another was made, wizards helping Yautja scientists and Yautja scientists helping the wizards. Some would argue that the best invention to come out so far had been the new broomstick, the Plasma Bolt 1000, utilizing super light weight alloys, a plasma based thruster drive, a variety of safety equipment, and a speed unmatched by any other broom. Quidditch quickly spread amongst the populace of the Urifa sector of which Borkan was the governor, and it was only a matter of time before other planets and systems caught wind of the new developments happening. It was time of never before seen peace and prosperity with great hopes for the future, and indeed it seemed that things could be more perfect. They didn't know that soon the battle against Voldemort would seam like just a small gang war.
"Hi there precious." Harry woke up seeing the love of his life nestled against his side.
"My precious." Hermione said in a very strange voice.
"Huh?"
"Oh its just something from the move Lord of The Rings, you really should watch it sometime."
"No time for that babe, I've got presents to open and food to eat." Harry replied enthusiastically as he jumped out of bed and put on the closest thing he could find.
"So what did you get me?" Hermione asked as she eyed Harry getting dressed.
"Can't tell you."
"Is it a book?"
"Nope, but…no."
She was a bit disappointed, she had hoped Harry would have bought her some kind of Yautja book that she could try reading, one of the new subjects was Yauritz, it was also being taught to adults who wanted to or needed to be able to better communicate with Yautja. "So what is it then?"
"Can't tell you."
"If you don't tell me right now I'm not going to wear the something I bought."
"Fine you win." Harry said in mock resignation. Walking over to the wall that held his trophies and gear Harry tapped a few buttons and right beside it the wall opened up.
"You got a smaller version of what you already have?" She asked unimpressed.
"Take a closer look."
Getting out of bed Hermione walked over to the newly segment and looked at the thing there closely, to her surprise they were feminine equipment. "Oh my Harry this must have cost you a fortune!" Hermione said, as she looked the things over. One of the recent things that Hermione had learned was that female Yautja were allowed to become dominatrix. They learned a different type of fighting than the males did, its was more of a deadly dance and for show. They didn't go hunting nor did they really fight, however if the need ever arose they could fight off an attacker, most times an assassin trying to capture or kill a high-ranking official's daughter or wife.
"Thank you so much!" Hermione squealed, hugging and kissing the smiling Harry.
"Anything for you hun." He replied. "Now what did you get me?"
After rummaging around in their closet Hermione pulled out a pitch black box. "This is from my parents as well, they helped me pay for it. It's a power stone. Yautja legend says if the wearer is powerful enough, or has untapped power inside them, that in times of need it will summon its wearer's power and focus it, the warrior is then surrounded with their energy and they become unstoppable."
"I know I've herd of these things, Raj and Homer have one, its mostly legend they say. There hasn't been a recorded event where it has actually worked, but it boosts confidence and moral, who knows, maybe just maybe it will work for someone. Thanks Hermione." Harry said giving her a long passionate kiss.
"Anytime. Now how about we get some food, you must have worked up quiet an appetite giving me your other present." She winked seductively; a shiver running down her spine as she remembered what Harry wore. Tonight would be her turn.
After getting ready for the day the happy couple went down for some breakfast, greeting many smiling faces on their way. Raj and Homer had decided to stay and teach Yauritz at the school, after the students got used to their appearance they were widely accepted as the strictest and yet funniest teachers.
The grounds had changed considerably; a large spaceport was added ships came and went constantly each carrying a variety of things, from animals to candy, the two races were joining together in harmony. A lone Yautja stepped off a recently arrived craft, a small thin wooden box and letter his only baggage. His unnervingly dull distant eyes scanned the area, picking out the quickest way towards Hogwarts through the lightly falling storm. He sprinted the ten kilometers to the castle, the training he had received evident in the way he moved. He entered through the front door, not sticking out much at all, there was a constant stream of individuals going in and out of the castle constantly, one Yautja didn't stick out at all, entering the great hall he searched for his target.
"Hey buddy, need any help?" Raj hollered across the room in Yauritz.
The newcomer walked up towards him, unnerving Raj by the way he walked, almost as if he were being controlled. "Do you know Harry Potter?"
"Ya, what do you need, an autograph?" Raj said, his tone hardening slightly. He had become Harry's unofficial bouncer, deterring all but the most die-hard fans.
"Could you give these two things two him, make sure that it is only he that receives it." The newcomer said, handing the box and letter to Raj.
"Alright, see you pall." Raj replied, taking the items, as soon as he had them the newcomer quickly left, running back towards the ship from which he had come.
Upon arriving at breakfast Harry chatted with the brothers and some other people at who were at the table at what they had gotten for Christmas, the girls were talking about something, whispering and giggling an awful lot.
"That reminds me, some guy dropped this off for you. A fan apparently." Raj handed Harry the box and letter he had received earlier that morning.
Taking the box from Raj he opened it hastily thinking it to be another one of Fred and Georges mystery time bombs, the longer you didn't open it for the worse it got. However he was surprised to find a wand, looking it over there was something familiar about it.
Twirling it between his fingers he looked it over. "No…it can't be."
"What is it Harry?" Hermione asked, noticing the wand and her boyfriend's puzzled face.
"Raj who gave this to you?" Harry asked.
"Some newcomer, why?"
"Yautja?"
"Yes."
"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked again.
"No one can be transformed while on the grounds right?"
"Of course. The wards and shields make it so that no one pulls any pranks or tries to do something weird."
"Where they planning on turning it off anytime?"
"No, Harry what is it?" Hermione asked, growing concerned as Harry stiffened, a tiny hint fear in his voice.
He quickly opened and read the short letter, his eyes closing in dread. "Fuck." Noticing the confused and worried looks on the people around him he explained something that he hoped was not true. "There were two identical wands made one time. One belongs to me and the second…is this one."
"That's Voldemort's wand?" Hermione ask, immediately catching on. "But so what, who cares?"
"They never took his wand from Tom. I know that for a fact, I wanted it to die with him." Harry pushed the letter towards her.
Dear Harry.
My friend I cannot thank you enough for the gift you have given me, I knew that you would remember my birthday is on Halloween. Although now I would think it is sometime after Halloween, a week or two perhaps. I must thank you for giving me more power then I could ever have hoped for…you truly are generous. If you help me then I might consider letting you rule a planet or two, I'm in a good mood right now mostly, act now and I will stay that way. But Weather you help me or not makes no difference, I will rule the galaxy and all those that oppose me will burn and die, it should be a lot easier to do, now that I have a whole race under my command, soon I will have three.
Yours truly, The Emperor. Formerly, known as Voldemort.
P.S. Thanks for immortality.
Hermione paled. "No, no, no not now. Why, how, its, its just not possible!" She whispered, tears threatening to spill.
Harry thought for a moment, his training kicking in. `Relax, focus, think it through. The answer is there.' "Raj how long ago did you get the package?"
"Maybe half an hour or so. I think he went off to the spaceport." Raj replied, willing to follow Harry who knew of what the full gravity of the situation could be.
"We're going off to find him. Homer get on the line with the station, tell them that nothing leaves. Hermione give the wand and letter to Dumbledore and explained what has happened." Not waiting for a response Harry sprinted off with Raj right behind him, the others going off to do the tasks assigned.
Harry and Raj ran as fast as they could, the light snow fall had become a raging blizzard, the weather didn't matter for the ships who could life off from anywhere at any time. For a human and especially a Yautja who's body was not used to cold weather it wasn't a fun run.
The raging storm obscured everything, making it difficult to see faces and anything in the distance. Harry hollered a spell, sticking his arm up into the air. Tense seconds past but then after a moment two masks stopped right in front of the pair. Putting on the masks they changed the vision to infrared/electro magnetic.
"He wasn't wearing any armor so we should be able to spot him, the EM should keep engine exhausts from blinding us." Raj said over the comm.
"Alright. Lets split up, if you see him catch him, but don't kill him. Cut off his arms if you have to, just don't kill him we need whatever information he may have." Harry informed unsheathing his wrist blades.
"Will do." Raj responded, unsheathing a long serrated blade.
After a few minutes Homers voice sounded over the comm net. "I've got some good news for you guys. I think I've found him. Dumbledore is getting a bunch of people to come to you, once you catch him stay put. Now I've traced everyone that has landed within the last hour and found one Yautja, whose only baggage was box and letter. He is waiting for next flight to lift off in two hours, go to terminal 9. I've uploaded the quickest way for you guys to get there." As he said this Harry and Raj followed the green arrows projected on their visors. Because of the blizzard people didn't seem to notice the weapons that were held at the ready as the two warriors sprinted across the spaceport.
The newcomer stared into the wall, his real self-unable to do anything but watch. The latest orders he had received were simple, act like he normally would, deliver the items and come back to the hive. If anyone tried to capture him he was attempt to fight until the death, his memory had been wiped prior to the mission and so he didn't remember a thing, this made interrogation impossible.
A fist suddenly landed on the left side of his face, the blow so powerful that it broke the side of the newcomer's face, leaving him bleeding and unconscious.
"That was easy." Raj said as he stood over the Yautja body on the ground.
"It will get a lot harder. Voldemort doesn't play games, if he brave enough to reveal himself then he definitely has something we don't know about, and that part about immortality…He wouldn't use the word lightly." Harry warned.
A group of wizards and witches rushed into the terminal moments later, wands held at the ready, in Homer's case exotic rifle.
Madam Pomfrey hastily looked over the newcomer, apply a few spells to stop the bleeding and ease the pain. "He should be okay, the damage wasn't too bad." She announced, eyeing Raj who simply cracked his knuckles.
Dumbledore took charge from that point on, binding the Yautja with a spell and re-awakening him. The newcomer's eyes snapped open instantly, he struggled to break free of the spell, thrashing and roaring in anger. An anti-Imperius curse was performed and the newcomer stopped, his eyes regaining their color and intensity.
"Thank you." He breathed out in Yaurtiz, breaking the tense silence.
The bindings disappeared and he was free to stand up.
"Who are you?" Homer asked, his tone implying that he meant business.
"I don't know, I can't remember anything. Up until this point I don't even remember having control of my body. It has been a nightmare." He replied, dazed and confused.
"Come with us, we will help you regain your memory, although I do not know how long this could take. Just know that we mean you no harm and we'll try to straighten everything out as soon as possible." Dumbledore told the newcomer gently, he was one of the two humans who spoke Yauritz fluently, the other being Harry.
The newcomer nodded, his hand releasing the knife he had instinctively grasped.
"You're a Predator, not blooded, but that knife means you were sent on a hunt." Raj pointed out.
"I'm afraid I don't understand." The newcomer said, beginning to hand the knife to Raj.
Raj pushed the hand back. "No it is yours, do not give it to anyone. The good news is that your disappearance will have been noted, it should not be too difficult to find your family." He explained.
"What is my name?"
Those present looked at each other, trying to think of an answer. Harry spoke up. "How about X?"
"Sure I like that. Unknown, it sounds pretty cool too." The newcomer happily, at least having something now.
"Ex please follow us, we will get you some warm food and a bed so that you can rest. The rest of us…I believe we won't have rest for quiet some time." Dumbledore instructed. The other teachers still had no idea as to what was going on, no one could have predicted of what was about to transpire…Except of course, the one who was would bring the galaxy to its knees.
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