[27] HP

"Haa, kinda glad the girls chose to stay aboard the Lucrehulk…this place is just so awful and tiny." I muttered to myself while looking at the inside of the aged trailer seeing that it was dark outside as I looked out through the window…looking at the clock I noticed that only two hours, thirty eight minutes and thirty six seconds, has gone by in the real world.

'Let's at least make this something to not be ashamed of.' I thought to myself as I transformed into Upgrade and fused with the trailer, upgrading it from its very foundations leaving the outside with it's late 70's early 80's appearance while the inside became more modern and like that of my former Sheathipede shuttle and powered by an arc reactor.

"There, now they'll never know what a poor loser I am in this world." I muttered to myself as I turned back to human and thumbed the Lucrehulk ship that was kept on a chain around my neck like a pendant, the girls flew out of said Lucrehulk ship on a hover platform that slowly enlarged in size until they returned to their normal full-bodied sizes.

"Hmm, you really are a slave…an agricultural slave at that. Your living hovel is even smaller than mine." Shmi whispered underneath her breath though the twins and Talon nodded in agreement with her statement, making my right eye twitch in annoyance.

"Yeah…I'm not really a slave the farm belongs to my family…though you could say I'm a bit like an indentured servant of sorts this place belongs to the farm and in exchange for a place to live I have to work on the farm for a meesley, insultive monetary payment." I told Shmi and the others, as I moved to the Replicator interface, clicking on a pint of Guinness extra stout under the drinks as I was feeling thirsty and in need of something stout to drink.

"I assumed you weren't a slave…as you told Anakin you were, it was so he would identify with and trust you…" Shmi replied to me while putting her hands on her hips, "it's alright no need to apologize…thank you for helping Anakin and I." Shmi continued to say and I nearly laughed.

"I wasn't going to apologize…" I replied while trailing off shrugging my shoulders unconcernedly.

'Why would I apologize to her…if I was to apologize to anyone it should be Anakin for manipulating him.' I thought to myself while taking a large sip of the warm stout.

All four women shot pointed stares at me while either crossing their arms over their chest or putting their hands on their hips, like the sturdy stone in the middle of a calm river I let their ire flow past me like water flowing downstream.

"Anyway…this place isn't really big enough for the four of us…so I have something for each of you." I told the group of women as I reached into my bag and pulled out eight items I painstakingly created for the group while admiring the plain simplistic black rings made of a Beskar Vibranium Adamantium alloy doting each of my fingers, each one a storage ring holding my plundered loot, resources and weapons of mass destruction.

Each one of the rings and chests were made from the same alloy as my own rings and were enchanted with the same magics as my rings and my pouch, each ring and chest were matched to the girl's aesthetic preferences the twins liking greens and forests made me customize their rings with emeralds and green paint, while Shmi likes blue so I used blue sapphires and sky blue paint, Talon I used onyx and red paint as she was still a sith girl at heart.

"These rings have 120 meters of unilateral storage, time moves extremely slowly inside of the pocket space, so any food that you store in there will last for a long time and stay warm or cold…but eventually it will expire…these are apartments just lift the lids when you want to enter and open the doors when you want to leave. Siri helped with the customization process so be sure to thank her when you ladies get a chance to, also for security your rings act as keys and only the people you are touching and have the intention of entering your apartment with can enter said apartments. That pretty much covers everything." I told the group of women and then found myself scratching my temple trying to remember if I forgot to explain anything, while hearing the appreciative gasps and awwing of the women even the twins seemed very touched over my gift to them.

"These are beautiful…did you craft them yourself?" Katata asked me a light blush coloring her face and neck as she looked between the items resting in each of her palms and me.

"Yup, took me a while and I nearly blew myself up a few times…I actually started working on these back when I started working on making my own pouch to get rid of Charmcaster's bag." I replied to Katara who held the small jewelry looking chest to her chest and shyly slid the ring onto her ring finger.

"C-can you teach me how to make such beautiful and magical pieces of art?" Katara asked shyly, a little stutter tingeing her voice.

"I'll try to, but I'm not sure if you can use the same magic that I can…but you can definitely learn how to make jewelry, you all can if it's something you want to try…it's good to have hobbies." I replied to Katara before looking at the rest of the women who nodded while wearing soft loving smiles and naughty smirks in their eyes.

'Manipulation without even trying." I thought to myself as I'd averted the earlier liegate crisis…with the tried and true method of gift giving that men have refined for centuries.

I noticed Soka, quickly sidled up beside her sister and leaned in to whisper something in her ear, which I could have heard but I'd trained my enhanced senses down to what they used to be.

Suddenly I was grabbed by both twins and the three of us were transported into Katara's apartment.

"Uhh, what's going on?" I asked a little out off as the twins looked at me with hungry eyes, not because I wasn't down for some sexy time with them but because I thought they were lesbians as they hadn't shown any interest in getting naked and sweaty with me before now.

"You gave us our betrothal gifts…it's time to consummate our engagement to you." Soka replied with a little smirk on her lips that showed off her slightly elongated incisors, while Katara cutely bit her bottom lip and nodded in agreement with her twin.

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"Foo-haa!" I sighed as I reclined in my favorite chair feeling drained and exhausted in the greatest of ways as the succubus twins, the milf mommy and Darth Lady of the Sith had put me through my paces to show how excited and happy they were over their gifts…and that I had been forgiven for my creative story telling.

'Still came out on top.' I thought to myself while feeling a sense of pride as after I'd survived the twins and left Katara's apartment, Shmi grabbed hold of me and nabbed me, then after Shmi it was Talon's turn.

"It's still a lot to process that I spent around four months in the Star Wars universe and less than three hours passed here." I muttered to myself while mentally sending a food order to the Replicator, through my implant.

Soon a hover tray brought over my order of chicken tenders and beer battered fries, with blue cheese on the side, accompanied by a large Root Beer.

'It's cool that the Replicators from Trek…can replicate the taste profiles perfectly but without the negative ingredients.' I thought to myself that my root beer has the same nutritional value as a kale shake, but with the taste and texture of a normal sodapop-drink.

Turning on the TV and opening the HBO MAX app, I was greeted by the house of dragons season 2 trailer.

'Its too bad they replaced the younger Rhaenyra Targaryen actress with that woman…she's kinda…not quite ugly but nowhere near as attractive as the other one…though they nailed it with Alicent Targaryen Nee Hightower.' I thought to myself as I clicked on the show and started the young series over again.

"I kinda want a dragon…put it under a spell/enchantment that lets it stay in chibi form and ride on my shoulder, and then turn large enough for me to ride on its back…" I muttered to myself as a somewhat absent smile formed on my lips and I reached out and activated my ability…only to find that the green dot was unresponsive and was duly blinking.

"Hmm, don't tell me it was a one time use kinda thing." I muttered to myself dejectedly while figuring that world travel and item nabbing were now lost to me.

'Figures…' I thought to myself, as this type of thing seemed far too good for someone like me, as everything good in my life seems to end not long after it happens.

But then the screen of the TV went black and it was overtaken by a green translucent screen and I watched something similar to a divergent timeline forming in Loki as a line splits off the main one and it showed my interaction with Padmé at Watto's junk shop.

[Divergent timeline created:...new timeline…current time 32BBY. Cool down time to return to Star Wars Universe 89 days 14 hours 32 minutes.] was displayed on the screen which made me furrow my eyebrows as this wasn't something that happened in my fanfiction when the character version of myself got these similar powers.

'A cool down time is probably so I don't have a mental breakdown over the time differential between my universe and a tv/movie verse…' I thought to myself as I rubbed my thumb against my chin and tried clicking the minimize button that was displayed on the window showing me the two separate timelines and how the major events differed.

"What the actual fuck!?!" I expressed in a whispering breathless voice, as my world spun my vision grew with multicolored static while a cold sweat broke out across my body before everything went black…the image of a pregnant Padmé giving birth to twins and telling them stories about me with the copy of Siri left behind in Star Wars universe to help run things for me and build an empire for my return…an empire called the Imperium.

"Darling, darling wake up!" I heard Talon's gentle yet concerned voice chiming in my ears along with her firm but gentle touch.

"It wassshhh, jushht a bad dream." I heard myself blearily say to Talon as I fluttered my eyes open being blinded by the blinding lights.

"Wh-what was just a bad dream Darling?" I heard a bit of an unsure stutter in Talon's voice while feeling my cheek being pressed against the supple warm flesh of Talon's abdomen, that deceptively hid her steel like corded muscles.

"Padmé babies…twins…my babies…all grown up…wasn't there…for them…her." I replied while trailing off feeling nauseous as hell having to stop after every few words to catch my breath and swallow down the extra saliva in my mouth the begets vomiting, the gentle caress of Talon's fingers ruffling my hair, the only thing preventing me from throwing up.

"I don't think…it was a dream, and besides…it shows that Lucian and Leann are only ten when the clone wars break out…if I'm seeing this correctly…in fact I'm quite surprised I can even see your ability…as I wasn't able to before, maybe it's because I'm not of this universe." Talon replied to me making my world spin once again.

"I have to go back." I replied feeling resolute but I felt Talon slightly grip my hair possessively.

"You cannot until the cool down time is complete…at least that is my assumption." Talon replied back to me calmly and I found myself turning my neck a little bit to nuzzle against her abdomen, her rich slightly heady and smokey scent comforting to me.

"Ten years Talon I'll miss ten years of their lives, it was bad enough playing tenth fiddle in my parents lives, I can't imagine the effects being absent for ten years will have on them." I replied to Talon feeling a wash of emotions that I couldn't quite quantify.

"Padmé will understand…it will take time for the children to accept you and move on, but with some time I'm sure you'll grow to have a strong connection with them." Talon reassured me though I only nodded my head in agreement as I felt like she was dead wrong especially about making a good relationship with my kids as I could only imagine how vindictive they would be using myself as a base.

"Hmm, it looks as though your ability to travel to other universes…is functioning fine…would you like to go to this universe on your own or may I and the other accompany you?" Talon asked me as I found myself reluctantly pulled away from her comforting presence to look at the TV screen.

'Is it bad I kinda just want to get away from everything and stew in self pity?' I thought to myself while shooting myself a mental affirmative nod to my question.

"Hmm…I kinda want to go in alone and then bring you guys over later when I have a secure base of operations on the ground." I replied to Talon gently but seriously which made the Twi'lek kneel down to look me in the eyes.

"Very well Darling…but don't take too long to get over your feelings of uncertainty towards Padmé and your children or else I'll use the force to rip open a portal and come beat some sense into you." Talon threatened while her eyes started to glow a menacing sith color with arcs of what seemed like crimson lightning dancing in her eyes.

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Switching over to Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, getting to the point in the movie that it shows Harry angrily fleeing Dursley's house when Vernon and Petunia are beside themselves over Marge floating away, getting a good chuckle out of that, which Talon matches.

Smirking as I step through the TV, standing very close to Sirius Black I move quickly turning myself invisible and scentless and close the portal.

'You're a fucking coward!' I curse venomously in my head at my own reaction to running away from my problems.

'Yes…Yes I am.' I mentally replied to myself as I moved to be in the bushes where I knew I could later capture Sirius Black.

'Now…I need to get Galleons and establish an identity…but how do I go about doing that?' I ponder as I watch Harry fall on his ass and point his wand towards both Sirius Black and me.

'Shit…is Sirius gonna attack Harry?' I ask myself in my head as I see Black's fur stand up, and his tail straighten out, while a rumbling growl reverberates inside of the Animagus.

The roar of an engine and the screeching of brakes seem to snap Sirius out of whatever fugue state he's in and he slowly backs up into the bushes his ass hitting my legs, and I smirk as I knock him out just as he rears towards me with an open maw about to bite.

"Hello, anyone out there?" Harry calls out as I hunch down and pick up Sirius throwing him over my shoulder, running away from the area at inhuman speeds, coming to a stop in the underground tunnel where Harry saves Dudley from a Dementor.

Settings Sirius down, on the cold and damp concrete ground, and cast a water making spell drenching the Animagus in cool refreshing water.

Chuckling at the yipping noise he makes as he looks like the saddest skin and bone drowned dog I've ever seen.

"Hey Black, why don't you become two legged so we can have a chat." I greet the Animagus with a lazy wave who looks at me cautiously and then transforms into a bedraggled man wearing a white and black striped thread bare prisoner outfit.

"Who are you, and how do you know me?" Sirius questions as his whole body trembles and he randomly twitches.

"A friend…one I think you're in desperate need of…so put down your wand…because I'm also in desperate need of a friend as well…I know you just broke out and…truth be told…I just broke out of my own kind of prison…as well." I reply to Sirius who slowly lowers his wand.

"I have to watch over Harry…" Sirius trails off and I'm a little unsure about trusting him but the man knows he needs help as he nearly falls on his face as his legs give out but I catch him using telekinesis.

"You need to heal first…also…it'd be best we get you cleared of any accused…falsified crimes…" I reply to the man who looks at me with a desperate hope in his eyes and I try not to gag from the thick nauseating scent wafting off of him.

"You got a place we both can lay low?" I ask Black who nods to me and puts the wand to his template and pulls out a memory and places it against my own temple.

The sensation of having someone else's memory placed inside of your head is indescribable…but effective as I know how to get to 12 Grimmauld place.

"Hold on tight." I tell Sirius only to see that he passed out and his wand has fallen to the cement ground as I had been experiencing his memory.

Grabbing Sirius's wand and teleporting Sirius and I to just outside of 12 Grimmauld Place, going through the process to reveal the entrance, watching in awe at the scene before me that matches the one of the Order of the Phoenix movie perfectly.

"Hey, Black wake up." I say to the man as I lay him down on the sidewalk and gently smack his face with one hand and jostle his shoulder with the other.

"Mooney?" Sirius asks sleepily as his hand drifts to my groin.

"Yo watch it mutt, I'm not your boyfriend!" I shout and smack his hand away before it could make contact.

"Haha…all in good fun mate." Sirius cackles madly as I right myself and pull Sirius to his feet.

"Man, I'm not gay…or bi you ever try something like that again and you'll wish you stayed in Azkaban." I growl at Sirius who only smirks at me as he shakily makes his way up the steps of the house.

"I need a drop of your blood and my wand back…the blood to add you to the wards and my wand to unlock the door." Sirius says to me and I hand him his wand back and press my finger against my K-9 using telekinesis to collect a largeish droplet of blood.

"You trust me with your blood…I may not be like the rest of my family but I could do many horrible things to you with even a fraction of this amount of blood." Sirius says to me while looking at me like I'm the insane one.

"Ehh, I'm a good judge of character…usually…you might be a heavily damaged pansexual Playboy…but you're still a decent human being that wouldn't sink to those depths." I reply to the man with a shrug… 'Plus…I'm essentially immortal…so even if you did betray me…I'd probably be perfectly fine after the effects of the spell wear off if I can't just break it myself.' I internally express in my mind with a roll of my eyes.

"Get on with it Black, I'm tired and hungry." I groan in an exasperated manner which seems to make Sirius glow with happiness.

'This dude is like a dog, happy from the smallest bit of companionship.' I say in my head as Sirius gives me a lazy salute as he opens the door to the house a woman's voice starts screaming all sorts of derogatory things about him and cursing ever giving birth to him, and he opens another door to what I assume to be a basement and disappears from my sight.

Shrugging my shoulder I pull out a blunt of Weequay Bud, and spark up taking in a deep pull.

As I'm smoking my blunt a feeling of welcomeness settles over me and I take a step inside feeling a sensation of being welcomed home after a long absence.

The annoying bitch in the painting starts to curse at me and I make lightning bolts arch in my hand a few inches from the painting.

"Listen here Cunt, I'm probably the most powerful being you'll ever meet while you're just a facsimile of a dead woman with some memories…you'll remain silent unless you have something helpful to say, you will treat your son with respect or I will burn you slowly while sustaining that which binds you to your painting to make you experience as much agony as possible." I tell the woman in the portrait and stop just in time to hear Sirius cresting the final step.

"I added you to the wards as a member of the family, you have unrestricted access to "this place"." Sirius informs me while using the walls to help himself walk, and a pop sound sounds in front of me and I see a diminutive little creature in what was once a white pillowcase turned black by filth, not missing the disgust and hate that fills his voice on the words "this place".

"Thanks man." I thank Sirius as Creature starts muttering something about blood traitors and filthy mud bloods, I shoot a small arch of electricity at him making his body lock up and then spasm.

"You will perform your duties and speak only when necessary or asked by myself or Sirius…your master…now go prepare a meal for Sirius something like bone Marrow stew or something similar and make me a full meal nothing too grand but meat, potatoes and sweet corn." I command the creature that as soon as it recovers looks up at me like I'm it's God as it pops away to carry out my command.

"I haven't seen him look at anyone like that besides my grandfather." Sirius exclaims in a voice filled with awe.

"Twas nothing…remember Sirius you're a Lord…you can't take shit from those lower than you any longer." I tell the man who reluctantly nods and sits down on a plush leather sitting chair looking absolutely worn out.

"I never wanted to be a Lord…why don't you do it…I'll sign it all over and make you my heir and then elevate you to a Lord's status." Sirius expresses his discontent at being a Lord and offers me the job easily.

"No thanks, I left behind being a king…an emperor…too much responsibility and headaches…" I tell the man who nods…in reply, "But I do need an identity…I don't have one…not even a name…I'd happily take your name and become a member of your family though." I continue telling him as I offer him the blunt.

Sirius laughs as he takes the blunt with shaky hands and brings it to his lips and takes a pull and nearly chokes to death in the chair.

"That's some strong stuff." Sirius says through his coughing.

"Yes yes it is…say…you know a healer that won't immediately turn you in…?" I ask the man who looks off into space in uncertainty.

"There's someone…my cousin Dromeda…she'll at least hear me out before she makes a decision…" Sirius whispers in a very Sirius way that I didn't expect from the man.

"After the food and a bit of sleep I'll track down this Dromeda." I reply to him who shakes his head softly.

"She's easy to find, she's a head mediwitch at Saint Mungo's…just…ask for Andromeda Tonks and tell her a pup needs her help…she'll understand the message…and then bring her back here…just don't use the flu…the ministry monitors them…our's here is secure and unregulated but the one's else where aren't." Sirius tells me and I nod to him in understanding.

Kreacher returns with our food and gives up tables similar to microwave dinner meal tables and I sit down across from Sirius to eat.

After finishing up our meal, looking down at Kreacher.

"Clean up your master and put him to bed in a place fitting of his station as Lord of this house and family and more importantly your master and then prepare a room for me without any dark objects.

"Yes powerful Lord Master, Kreacher takes care of weak Lord Master." Kreacher nods reverently as he carries out my orders and I roll my eyes.

Sirius looks at me with tired betrayed eyes as Kreacher pops away with him.

Going over to the front door I and leaving 12 Grimmauld Place, and teleporting to the Leaky Cauldron.

Walking inside to the sounds and sights of drunken merry met, feeling the urge to join the people here in drunken revelry, but putting that urge aside to aide Sirius as I approach the bar.

"What can I get for ya?" Asks Tom the hunchback of Notre Dame in jovial friendly manner.

"How can a man get to Saint Mungo's?" I ask him and he looks at me funnily.

"You a Yank?" He asks me and I nod, and an understanding expression takes over his face as he comes out from around the bar and motions for me to follow him to the fireplace.

"You know how to use the Flu? He asks me while turning to look at me, making me nod again.

"Quickest way there since Mungo's is in the isles." He tells me and I offer him my hand to shake in thanks which he takes and smiles back at me.

Grabbing a handful of flu powder stepping into the fireplace I say, "Saint Mungo's." And green fire explodes upwards and I feel like I'm on a very fast escalator only to snap down fast.