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All quiet on the western front

Aayla looked down at Harry with a beatific smile as she rode his hard cock. She was a sweaty, bite marked, slimy, fucked out mess. It was wonderful. Of course, she would go get in the shower then the bath and he would join her and heal all her marks before they slept. Maybe she could get him to leave the one around her left nipple. It wouldn't show much under her clothes. And she could let the part of her outfit that rose over her breast and tied behind her neck slip and Maris and Shaak would know, Ahsoka too.

Of course, she could just do what she intended and drag Shaak in their bed and help Harry mate her. He certainly appreciated her in the tub. A corpse would. Shaak Ti was magnificent. Maris would be in a few years but Aayla didn't think they would wait that long to mate her, Ahsoka was already well on her way to spectacular. Aayla wriggled on the cock in her sex and then flopped down on Harry kissing him madly. Harry chuckled "I am still not helping you seduce them."

Aayla pushed herself up and pouted at him. He latched on a breast. She reached behind his head with one arm and held him tightly to her breast. He slid his hands down grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. She came and her clenching on him took him over the edge. He sat up, untangled and carried them in the shower.

Later he dried them on the way back to the bed which he flicked cleaning charms on and lay her down and healed her. She shuddered some more and did her own wandless hygiene charm getting a kiss and a smile.

Harry woke in the morning with a butt in his crotch and his hard cock wedged between her cheeks, a pair of boobs pushing into his shoulders and a weight resting on his side "You know this never works in the morning. Yoda takes-" The partition was yanked back letting light stream in and Ahsoka gaped at the pile "offense to us having private time in the morning."

Shaak lifted her head over his shoulder "We could stun her and bind her."

Harry snorted "The old man would send in random people or droids. Come on, shower, exercise."

Ahsoka was drug into the bath protesting she was already ready.

On the way out the door she was shoved in front of Harry who reached around her, gripped her breast firmly and applied a support charm. She moaned then eeped and scampered out. Maris leaned back into him moaned and turned her head to kiss him. Shaak turned around and kissed him hard. Aayla grinned impishly. Harry rolled his eyes.

SSDV

Breha, Mon and Clynda watched Yoda supervise and Mace Windu observe the training. Breha shook her head "The wind blew him into your office window after it, and the force field behind it, had failed."

Mon shrugged "Well he is named Windu." She tossed the others a grin "It happened, what am I supposed to say. 'Get back out there?' Let me feed Leia. The Jedi say there is no coincidence. If that is true you have to wonder what it has planned for Windu."

Clynda snorted "Harry Potter delves into one of his magical trunks of holding, which may have more storage capacity than all the warehouses on Corellia combined, comes up with nine potions and a tiny, impossibly sharp knife. Knocks him out, converts one of the huts to an operating theater and hospital by making it impossibly huge on the inside, chops him up and then grows him an eye, hand, and heals all his other injuries in twenty-four hours, and that was after the medical droids said Bacta couldn't help. The medical and science people are losing their minds trying to duplicate the stuff he used and he just shrugs it off. Meanwhile Windu is recovered enough to be up walking around in a day, exercising in two, and now thinks he is ready to try Harry on with a light saber. I wonder if Harry will be able to stick all the parts he cuts off back on?

Well it at least it stopped Windu from wearing that eye patch. Has the man never heard of cybernetics? He could have had an eye that could see across the galaxy, and been calibrated to measure nanometers. What the hell is with that leather coat too?"

Mon nodded toward Windu "He got rid of that too. Back to Jedi robes now. He doesn't even have scars. At least on his face or hands anymore. I think I will check into the Potter Clinic for a while. Meanwhile Harry isn't as good with a saber as the girls and Windu is better than him. Windu better have that saber of his on the training setting or Aayla and Shaak Ti will kill him."

Breha laughed "And Harry has a stone bowl that can play memories like a holo. Memories he or the Jedi women in his group can take from anyone and we can find things in we didn't see when the events occurred. He tinkers with it, sets up six holo recorders around it, and we have a recording of the memory in three dimensions and high resolution. The news people are having a field day. So are my public affairs people respinning the whole clone war, and the lead up to it. The only way you don't know Palpatine is a Sith Lord now is if you don't get Holo.

Garm ask him about making the stone bowl, he rubs the back of his head, hunches his shoulders and says he can do it when he isn't so busy. He adds it will have to go on the list with the shelters.

Meanwhile we have an apparently mad politician setting himself up as the emperor. Which of course all right minded beings in the Galaxy oppose, and there are already engagements fought in space and on worlds every day."

Mon looked up from the baby "Some won't care, some will think it's wonderful. Most will get up and go to work and try to put food on the table. So, when are we going to Ilum? I have a few months before we will be able to get a senate for the New Republic up and operational. Obviously, we aren't going to any of the Core worlds. Well other than those in the bulge, if we can hang onto it. It actually looks like we will be able to. Most of those worlds are staunchly Republican, and had big fleets as status symbols. A lot of fat Generals and Admirals suddenly earning that pay and prestige. Most of what needs to be done is going to be done over Holo."

Clynda tossed up her hands "The whole leadership of the Republic can't go. Besides which, a monarch is more agile, and we need to think about leaving it like that."

Mon snorted "Getting your intended monarch, King Harry, to agree is somewhat of a problem. Breha won't do it either. Naboo does that weird election thing, but that is too chancy by far. The Queen Mother would be glad to, along with an army of these others we don't want. We need to get a Senate up, functioning, and under control while we are still in these opening stages, and before it turns into a war of attrition."

Breha shrugged "Why not. All go to Ilum I mean. We do have some time and some negotiations to do. Every world with any sense is pulling everything they own off Coruscant and Bars Hnad is evacuating everyone that walks up to a ship. They get to a civilized world, get tested, and get put to work. Oh, and sent to school or training. Ackbar is happy as a clam, no pun intended, with the fleets he has, and this engagement at Mustafar will tell us what we need to know. If we can annihilate that fleet we can leave defense in Ackbar's hands, and go to Ilum before we get bogged down in the mess the Republic is going to be for years. Oh, and we work on the Corellians' to get them to see sense, and do more than bar the Empire from the planet itself, before we have to invade them."

Clynda was looking at the Jedi "What are they wearing? And hey! Your planet didn't and doesn't have half the now imperial fleet sitting above it. It's a bit of a delicate situation, besides being our primary source of income. Garm and I are amazed we haven't had an all-out assault on the planet. The yards being declared free are what keeps the empire from acting too foolishly, now that our fleet is linked up with Kuat Yards fleet. The empire was forced to withdraw from Kuat and it left us the farthest forward yard. They lost all the others when they lost the hyperspace lanes."

Mon snorted "Bitches. Not much. I can see nipples and mounds from here."

Breha glared at her "Not in front of Leia." Mon looked a bit nerfish in surprise at Breha's mother fangs getting displayed.

Mace Windu was waiting after the run, now fully healed and rested after a week, and lit his lightsaber as soon as Harry lit the training saber. Harry took a beating. Mace nodded "Well, at least you aren't better than me at that." He softened it with a neutral face.

Harry had converted one of the unused temporary shelters into a hospital, and was busy amazing Jedi healers and confounding medical droids every time a new Jedi showed up. He examined them and cured them of anything. It was the Jedi's first introduction to Force Mage skills. Harry still couldn't get Jedi to say magic. Mace had watched this all silently, with a padd in hand linked to the holo installation by the huts, and while coordinating the effort to recover Jedi. He had been amazed.

Jocasta Nu, the Librarian, as others called her, but really the Master of the Order of Knowledge had dug into the archives and found records of similar feats in healing. More than a thousand years ago, when there were still Jedi Clans. Of course, this made the Masters on the High Council immediately assume Harry Potter was a time traveler, and someone brought up Revan, of course.

Harry, being Harry, had shrugged and said "Something is different about time here, but I'm not sure what, and unless that worm hole moved me backward or forward before it shot me to Felucia, where I had no frame of reference, I couldn't really tell you on way or the other. Luna will know." With all the confidence in the world. And most of the naivete, apparently not realizing a worm hole was in fact a hole in time, as distance was essentially time.

Harry grinned "Something to work on then." Mace glared at him, he laughed and moved on to Maris, then Ahsoka beating on him. They both weren't giving concessions and were duel wielding sabers. The Masters watched and Mace sighed "He never makes the same mistake twice unless it's on purpose and a ruse to draw you in. He will be formidable. He has a Padawan in Ahsoka. You are right Yoda, he is a Master. The others will lose their minds."

Yoda shrugged "Find them again quickly they must. Learn from him or perish we will. Nearly Grand Master of his Order, the Aurors, he was. Officially. He was the Grand Master in reality. Doing the job he was. Fleet Admiral and General of the Armies as well."

Mace sighed "You taught me to look to the Force inside. I couldn't get it from him." It had been like with Yoda, and was going to be a long slog for Mace, until Yoda had taken over and brought his insights from finding his own core, starting his occlumency, and use of magic. Once Mace found his core though, while still sitting in his hospital bed, occlumency had come in hours, along with Aura suppression, now he, like Yoda, was sorting his memories. It was painful.

Yoda nodded "Taught me he did. Teaches me something every day he does. I will teach all I can, but he is the Master. The others we must bring back. Teach them he must. Missions must wait until their auras they can suppress. The stones can be damaged. Beacons in the Force Jedi would become, drawing the hunters. Masters Ti and Secura must teach as well. Padawan Brood and Apprentice Tano can help him teach groups. The young from him learn better. The older Masters will learn from us and each other. Set in the old way we are."

Mace sighed "Obi wan will be here soon, we can talk about it then. I wish you wouldn't call her apprentice. The Masters are already going to be nervous about the alchemy and sorcery."

Yoda nodded "Truth is truth, and she refuseg to be called his padawan. His apprentice she is. Mustafar will happen soon, then we will know for sure. The other site he must ward for us as well. A long struggle lies ahead. Change we must."

SSDV

In orbit around Mustafar a sensor droid transmitted a burst that included size, location, direction, and speed, then died in a burst of fire. The empire had arrived, and dropped from hyperspace in neat orderly line astern columns, heading for their release point at maximum sublight, to start their envelopment and pre-assault bombardment. Venators, the empires ships of the line, in the lead. Followed by the Acclimator assault transports.

This force was a significant portion of the remainder of the empires fleet and army, those left out past the hyperspace lane blockages that they were still working on clearing anyway. Only small ships could navigate those blockages, even then, it was at sublight speeds.

Still it was a significant naval and ground force and nothing to be taken lightly by anyone.

Gial Ackbar certainly hadn't taken them lightly, and had assumed command of a force of Lucrehulk Battleships, Droid assault ships and their Control spheres. In amongst the bounty that was the former CIS fleet, were Subjugator, Providence and Recusant class vessels. All of the now Republic vessels had landed their droids more than a week ago so they could dig in, and taken on as many Vulture droids as they could. They had held light seconds away at all points of the compass and on all axis.

All of these vessels, under control of a AI, now turned to updated vectors and began their attack runs.

Ackbar watched in the holo tank as a line of Lucrehulks popped out of hyperspace at close range, let go with every weapon that would bear in a sustained burst, dropped fifteen hundred Vulture droids apiece, then jumped away and another line appeared not in exactly the same place. Another line appeared in front and above. Subjugators, four of them, stayed and fired ion cannon as rapidly as they could be cycled. Providence class carriers fired from the rear as they unloaded their complements of Vulture droids. He watched in satisfaction, and not a little horror, as a significant portion of the remaining Imperial forces died. Two Venators and an Acclamator managed to limp away into Hyperspace.

Tarkin stood on a bridge shrouded in smoke, with fires burning around him, trying to understand what had happened, how he was going to survive it, and how he would redeploy the fleet so they could defend and police with the twenty percent of the force they had had available two months ago.

They couldn't even stop the rebels from leaving Coruscant now, or showing up there. It was essentially an open planet. The lower classes jammed the food and recycle transport ships like rats fleeing a burning building. Somehow even the slave controllers were being jammed and the slaves were running. The slaves! This was more than a setback. This was a new path, requiring perhaps a century to a united imperial galaxy.

Now they had enough to hold the space to the galactic south and west, bordered by the Corellian run in the east, and the Mettelos trade route in the north, minus the considerable bulge around Alderaan and its allies. They must hold Corellia. He would go there for repairs. Yes repairs, not because he was afraid of the emperor.

SSDV

Gial Ackbar got the marines and their assault ships ready, and boarded the ships the ion cannons had disabled, taking them, their clones, and crews with some minor fighting and low losses. Those vessels and crews were mostly prostrate. Shocked into near insensibility by the ferocity and suddenness of the attack on them.

Lucrehulk cargo hulls moved in and policed the battle space with tractor beams. They gained twenty two capitol ships that would need refurbishment, a hundred thousand clones, twenty five thousand imperial officers and ship crewmen, all of whom would need reprogramming, and parole or imprisonment. He wasn't sure this was a strategic victory with the absorption of resources this represented, but it was certainly a tactical victory. First blood in a long war was the Republics though, and he could be proud as could his troops.

SSDV

Harry looked at the holo tank and was nauseated. It was such a waste. They had no doubt killed as many as they captured. Aayla put her hand on his arm. Yoda sighed and the rest of the council on the holo conference was eerily silent. The leader of the Banking Clan finally cleared his throat "Sad but necessary. We have Lucrehulk salvage vessels cleaning up the battle space and performing search and rescue operations, then we will see what can be done to rehabilitate the clones and imperials that survived Master Potter.

Meanwhile an enormous fleet is on its way to you with the mission to defend Alderaan and intent to hold the empire to an area west of the Corellian run and south of the Mettelos trade run. Admiral Ackbar will capitalize on any mistakes they make. Following your run to Ilum, the intent is for most of that fleet to turn south, west of the core worlds boundary, and push the empire back into the core worlds space. Meanwhile we can start nibbling at the edges of the empire, and recovering some worlds that have significant wealth and production capacity. In doing so we expect, and Admiral Ackbar concurs, that we will become the defacto police and government of these worlds. We would like to have Jedi assistance as soon as it is available and our goal will be to stand up local governments and police forces as soon as possible. Salvage ships are patrolling the hyperspace lanes on our side of the line of the core worlds, to open those lanes, and any battlespaces to recover what we can.

I'm afraid to say most of the bounties have dried up. The hunters, pirates and general scum seem to have fled to Hutt space. Not a problem I would advise we deal with now. We did however make one point eight million credits on the deal as we cleaned up several thousand bounty hunters, slavers and the like. We are still picking up the occasional bounty when they try to use our ships for passenger service. Sadly the majority of pirates, slavers and bounty hunters seem to have fled, mostly to Hutt space.

Lastly a show of force and occupation Fleet is on its way to you, with the intent to clean up remnant forces the empire does not recall, and establish law and order from Alderaan to Velusia, Pantolomen, and then around the border of the core worlds to sew the Empire up into the core, deny them resources, then hold the line in the south. As we have discussed. A protégé of Admiral Ackbar is in direct command, Ackbar has over all command. We are sweeping imperial forces back as we go, or destroying them. Mostly they are in untenable positions and barely able to supply themselves after the debacle at Mustafar. They are basically collapsing nearly as fast as we can get to them.

I would advise everyone to have everything they want to keep out of the core in the next two weeks. Admiral Ackbar assures me the colonial reaches will be a dangerous battle ground after that as resistance firms up and we drive to the Core worlds boundary.

One last thing, we are continuing to use the Republic credit and will back it full value. We are not divesting ourselves of interest in the empire, but are slowly working our way out of those positions in order to keep the prices of the shares up and not start a stampede. I mention this as it appears Palpatine is going to change the name of the credits in the space he controls to Empire credits. We shall, of course, put a valuation on these credits as soon as we see both the official law or edict, and how the worlds in the 'empire' value them. As we will save considerably in mintage and administrative fees by avoiding a name change, I suspect the Palpatine credit is going to trade at at least a ten percent discount from the start of trading the day it becomes official.

Harry rubbed his chin "Any way to sew the Hutts up in their own little bubble and let them die stewing in their own juices?"

The Clan Leader grinned "A man after our own hearts. The Hutt's are having credit difficulties, and are being forced to sell assets at severely reduced prices. The war between the bounty hunters, they are busy trying to collect the bounties we still have posted on each other, and the sudden influx of pirates and slavers is not helping. The Hutts are having to be very firm."

Harry blinked and Aayla sighed "A lot of Hutt assets are slaves Harry."

The Clan chief nodded "Mistress is correct. Significantly more valuable to our industry and culture as warriors, workers, students, teachers and professionals of all types and part time entertainers, than pushing a broom or dancing in some Hutt slime pit. Again, an investment, as the Master has shown us. Productivity is up more than fifty percent, crime and spice use both down slightly. Again, reduced legal fees and police cost as well, we really should have stamped out illegal spice years ago."

Harry beamed at him "Thank you and a round of applause for Admiral Ackbar, the military and again the Banking Clans everyone." Harry rose leading the applause enthusiastically. The noise died down and Harry nodded "I want you folks in the Banking Clans and Military to know how proud I am to be associated with you. You folks, right now, are leading the Republic into better times. Anything I can do for you please don't hesitate to ask. OK unless someone has something?" Harry looked around and waited for anyone to appear in a holo. "Back to work then."

Mon fanned herself and Breha along with Clynda laughed. Bail and Garm sighed.

SSDV

Harry was outside sitting in an armchair looking at a blaster pistol. He scribbled a rune on a rock, summoned one of the local vermin, stuck it to the rock and activated the rune, levitated it a couple of meters away then shot the rodent stuck to the rock. It blinked at him. He emptied the magazine. Security forces came running as did Bail and Garm. Harry looked up "Oh sorry. Wanted to test something. It worked."

Ahsoka glared at him then looked at the rodent "How did you miss a captive varna with a full magazine from a couple meters away?"

Harry shrugged "I didn't. Bubblehead charm. It filters out harmful gasses see. Then the magnetic pulse that encapsulates the tibanna gas passes through the, varna you said? Anyway magnetic currents don't hurt it. I found a way to make the bubble head charm rune based. It doesn't take much energy or magic either. I barely charged those runes for a few seconds.

Now lasers are just bright light right? Hmmm the sunshield charms adjusted for frequency and way way over powered might work. Probably need blood for that." Harry sat and returned to scribbling in a padd and the others just looked at him. Bail picked up the slab of slate with the Varna and went to find a medical droid.

Garm followed him "Could it really be this simple and we just missed it all this time?"

Bail snorted "I won't tell anyone if you won't."

Mace Windu looked at a grinning Yoda and huffed.

SSDV

Later in the week a freshly arrived and now rested overnight Obi wan looked at Mace and Yoda "They all sleep in that tent."

Yoda nodded "A marvelous construction imbued with the force. Given a mansion Master Potter was. Turned it over for the wounded's use he did. A modest life he lives. An example to all he is."

Obi wan blinked "Master, not to put too fine a point on it, but I believe Master Secura is sleeping with him. At least Master Secura."

"Like an old woman you gossip Master Kenobi. Beneath you this is."

Obi wan blinked, owl like, and Mace couldn't hold it anymore, and for the first time in memory he cracked up laughing. He fell over and rolled on the ground pointing at Obi wan "Your face! That was exactly how I felt when I figured it out. It was all right there on your face!"

Obi wan huffed indignantly and Ahsoka came over with the pack "Ready Master Yoda?"

Obi wan watched Yoda get in the pack, Ahsoka strap it on, then take off running with the others, he blinked some more. Mace pounded the ground. Obi wan walked away stiffly "Completely uncivilized!"

On the balcony Breha held Luke "Your guardian is so silly. Yes, he is."

Mon grinned looking up from Leia "I think he took that rather well."

Clynda snorted "We should send a medic to Master Windu. I think he hurt himself laughing. You two quit hogging the babies."

Breha smiled "You know Mon, Obi wan is single."

Clynda looked at Mon who had frozen, finally Mon sighed "If it wasn't for that stupid beard. That, and let's face it, he will never be Master Potter, but he does have something." Clynda looked at the smirking Breha amazed.

Obi wan was back for sparring and looked at Harry and Aayla standing inches apart. Harry snapped his saber on as he backed away from her, Mace stepped up and lit his saber. Harry grinned. Mace frowned. That grin meant trouble. He attacked, and as Harry missed a parry with his saber he pressed, then blinked as Harry stripped his saber away and held it by the blade.

On the balcony Garm's "Frack me!" was heard over the entire sparring area and most of the grounds of the Lodge, and didn't even get a comment.

On the sparring field Harry handing the saber back by the blade had Aayla run over and look at his hand then take him to the ground kissing him. Yoda broke the tableau "Explain Master Potter will."

Harry sat up and smiled moving Aayla around to his lap "Dueling shield but on my hand, it's impervious to most anything. Set by runes. Amped up with a couple of rune strings that had me worried, they are a bit odd. I made a bracelet out of it." He tapped his wrist and a durasteel bracelet appeared. "After I successfully fixed Master Windu's arm, which gave me a good look at the mechanism of injury from a light saber, I decided to try this. It worked against Aayla's sabers, no burn, nothing. So, we cranked them up a level at a time until we got to full strength on her sabers, it works.

I think if you wore ankle bands, belt, choker, and armbands it would cover most of your body but we haven't gotten that far. I was thinking of adding it to the rune stones but I want to test one against ship cannons in orbit. The astromechs are taking the marauders hull plates off and carving the runes. I tied them to the rune king in the cockpit. I just have to activate them then it should work on the ship. They might charge slow, but if the Force is everywhere, as Master Yoda said, they will charge forever. They are directional too. I just need a control. Or maybe I don't as they would keep someone outside them from shooting in or anything from inside shooting out. Well, come to think of it that could be a problem, but we can probably work it out."

Garm and Bail had made it down to hear that last. Bail shrugged "Try it on the main Palace wards. It should be charged by the time we get back. If it does what you are afraid of and prevents us from shooting out we can put the planetary defenses on satellites, or stations outside of it. There are plenty of hulls that aren't in condition to travel hyperspace, but could be effective for system defense."

Harry smiled looking at Yoda who nodded "Ready you are. Fleet arrives tomorrow, go we will. Marauder can travel in a hold on a lucrehulk, you can work on it there."'

SSDV

Harry stepped off the Larty and smiled. The astromechs had brought the Marauder up "Well we can still run in the mornings."

The girls laughed. The ship was huge, with hangar decks first five, then four, and finally three, stories or decks high, a thousand meters wide, if a complete circle, with a circumference of over nine kilometers. With the gap in the circle it would still be eight kilometers. The gap in the donut shaped ring was a kilometer wide and the hole the Control sphere sat in two kilometers in diameter, if the ship was stretched out straight it would be eight kilometers long, a thousand meters wide, and six decks thick. It would also take significantly more material to build. Obi wan grumbled. He had joined them for exercise this morning and found out war didn't keep him in as good a shape as he thought.

Yoda nodded "Other Masters, Knights and Padawans joining us along the route will be. Occlumency we will teach them. They will go and teach others. Discuss new rules for the Order we will. What was old, is new again."

Mace looked at him. He had watched a memory of Harry's, a film Harry called it, The Last Samurai. It had resonated with Yoda. It had resonated with Mace too now that he had watched Harry's memories of his arrival here. He knew he had not survived the encounter with Palpatine in the timeline Harry had jumped, abrogated, whatever that had been. And Harry said time was funny here. At least they didn't back it up and go again. As far as anyone could tell, they spun off in a new direction. The Council of Knowledge was a warzone debating it.

Harry had shrugged and told him that never happened before. The whole galaxy backing up, or diverging on a different path. He thought it was because of how much of the Force there was here. They had classified those memories as top secret. Harry had the device secured somehow. Secured so that if it was stolen it destroyed itself. The few in the know about it agreed it shouldn't be used again without serious consideration and only in galaxy ending situations.

Mace brought his thoughts back to the present as a huge consular cruiser came in on repulsars and set down. The ramp dropped and the Royal household of Alderaan disembarked. Bail strode over to Harry. "Harry I've had a thousand request for wards like the royal lodge has. Price is no object apparently."

Aayla barked "No. Harry was unconscious for two days. I will not have him in a coma."

Harry looped an arm around her and leaned over pecking her on the cheek "That was the fidelius. All the others including the dueling ward, if it works, they can have, they just need books and the rocks and to have a droid carve them. I'll write up a schema. It will cost them blood and I'll activate them. You all can help, it will be a way for you to learn how to do it." He grinned at Bail "Then I'll show you how to break them."

Bail glared at him. Breha smiled "As long as only you and the girls know how to break them Harry."

Harry bowed "Your Majesty, the fidelius at your lodge can't be broken until your line dies out. It will last forever."

Bail looked at Breha and she smiled a little smile at him. Until the Skywalker line died out as well then. If she had understood the lesson on wards, it had his blood, so was tied to Clan Potter as well.

Aayla nodded slowly "And what will we charge for these wards Harry?""

Harry blinked "The goblins charged fifty or a hundred. I don't know. I'll have to think about why, and look up any notes I have from anyone, Bill Weasley specifically. He worked for the Goblins as a curse breaker for years, then for the Aurors freelance ward breaking."

Aayla frowned "Credits?"

Harry shook his head "Pounds of mithril, or the galleon equivalent, so fifteen times the weight of pure gold. A galleon contains about a third of an ounce of gold. Hmmm, let's say six hundred and eighty-one pounds of .999 fine gold for wards, and double that for the fidelius as long as the local government gives their permission for the fidelius to be emplaced."

Aayla frowned "Triple for the Fidelius. Six hundred eighty-one pounds of gold or the equivalent for wards, and two thousand forty three for the fidelius."

Harry nodded "We will need to add some verbiage to the contracts for people emplacing wards."

Shaak nodded "I will work on it Harry."

Maris tapped her chin "If they are covered by the planetary wards in the seats of governments would they even need individual wards?"

Harry grinned and Bail snorted "At those prices? Pure status symbol. Now we will have to figure out laws governing the fidelius."

Harry nodded "Carefully, because breaking that is going to cost you a fortune, years, and maybe lives, and that's if they didn't use my blood in the original set, unlike the ones on Alderaan. I don't think anyone in this plane is strong enough to break those wards with my blood, and Yoda's Force energy, dumped in that stone like it was. That's not even mentioning Aayla, Shaak and Maris who are no slouches. That stone is a bit scary. I looked at it yesterday and it was up to nine ley lines connected to it. Hogwarts has seventeen as far as we can tell and she is sentient. That many lines and it gets a bit dicey and you have to infer from direction where they are connected to. Generally, they run straight if not diverted by a node or interstice."

Breha blinked "I think we won't be having the fidelius on private properties then. Could you do that to a planet Master Potter?"

Harry shook his head "The fidelius? Not an occupied one. Too many sentients already know of it, and its location. It would be recorded lots of places, too much memory, or too many memories to occlude I think. No one was ever sure which the charm was doing, the one memory or the many separate memories. It's all a bit esoteric for me. I think I could do an unoccupied planet easier than the Lodge. We will have to find a planet no one knows about and try it."

Garm nodded "Wouldn't the easy way to break it be to make you or one of yours the secret keeper?"

Mace Windu frowned "I'm not sure we want the Order involved in that. I can already hear the accusations if someone did find a way to break it."

Ahsoka shrugged "Make a droid the secret keeper and give it a password protected set of instructions for issuing the secret."

Harry nodded "We'll have to try that. The AI running the droid and computer code took the fidelius after all. One should be able to be the secret keeper for all the fidelius. Those things are damned expensive though, and need maintenance, power, protection, none of which is cheap. It would add a monthly fee to the cost of the fidelius."

Bail nodded "But then the government could get the secret if it was a law and order thing. The Senate would need to approve it. A super majority of the Senate I think."

Harry nodded "Have to get that programmed in under that base secret. Some checks and balances too. Not like governments are incorruptible after all. Or do the smart thing all the time."

Mon and Breha shook their heads, Clynda spoke for them "Let's get an actual Senate up and running first then we can take this on, after we get something like a government working."

They were all given a tour of the lucrehulk by a droid that wouldn't call Harry anything but Master. The core ship attached to the battleship class armed ring with double the normal complement of the new improved Vulture droids and hundreds of the repeating mass drivers was luxuriously appointed drawing pleased sounds from the women and arched brows from the men. Breha snorted at them "Harry is the defacto ruler of the Republic for now. He has an image to protect. We will certainly have to drag recalcitrant world, system, or sector leaders somewhere for private conversations, this will be perfect. Exactly the right tone. If we are going to have to start this thing while on ships this is the perfect place to do it from."

Harry grinned "Bail can be the Tyrant."

Breha glared at him "Stop that. You know he can't, as you would happily follow orders with your hordes of droids until he did something you didn't like, then you would just take over and we couldn't even call it a coup."

Harry shrugged "We can lease the droids to the Senate."

Breha just looked at him "But in the end, you own them Master Potter."

Mon snapped her fingers "Harry, you are going to need the best lawyers in the galaxy to write the lease contracts. They have to be completely unambiguous and unimpeachable, so when you have to turn someone's or some planets, leased droids or wards on them they won't have a leg to stand on."

Harry glared at Bail and Garm, who had the decency to look sheepish and apologetic. Mace laughed and laughed. They went on with the tour and met the ships battle command AI. Harry was like a kid in a candy shop. He gave the AI access to the limited AI on the Marauder. Not knowing the astromechs had been working on it for weeks and it was no longer so limited, or that it was tied to all the astromechs of the Marauder and his protocol and archivist droid. A thought occurred to Harry "Who do you think has the command codes to this thing. I mean it's brand new."

Bail looked at him then at Garm. Breha sighed and turned to Aayla "You really have to catch what is being said in council when he does his little zone out things. No one minds, because the most interesting and useful things come out of him after, but he obviously didn't catch it all."

Aayla actually blushed "We do now your Majesty, but that was discussed in the first or second council, before we realized he was thinking about something else and wasn't catching it for replay like Master Yoda does."

Harry leapt to her defense "Oh it's in there, along with millions of other things, I just haven't gotten back around to it, hold on a minute." He concentrated, then face palmed "Changing it and putting the code under fidelius made it self perpetuating, as it controls the AI that is used to develop all other droid brains. Even if a new code was built in, the base command code would still be there, and would override any others. The only droids without it are those made in empire space, or made by hand. Even the code updates automatically sent out had it, and it has now perpetuated across nearly all droid code, and will possibly infiltrate the empire if they steal code from the trade federation. A distinct possibility, as the Code Genius has made the code better, faster, and more complete than ever before. Frack that's why you say I'm the defacto ruler. Crap. We can't back up and undo it either, it will always be there." He had lifted his head and then turned to the droid guide "What is the designation of this vessel?"

"Republic One while you are on board Master. It is a LH 1740 fleet battle command core joined to a modified LH 3210 Battle Ship hull. It has no designation other than its hull ID number combined with the command core control number when you are not aboard." Bail and Garm started out chuckling, then laughed until their sides ached at Harry's horrified face.

Breha smiled and led the party on. Or rather had the droid lead them. They all froze at the sight of the huge bed in the Master Stateroom or vault as the droid called it. Ahsoka broke first "Well that solves that problem." Breha, Mon and Clynda chuckled. Harry and the rest of the males blushed and fled.

While they were waiting on the ladies Mace looked at the droid "What is your designation and function?"

The droid replied "I am a B3 Battle Droid, Designation Republic One Alpha. I combine the function of a battle droid along with smaller manipulators to enable the use of most types of blasters, the old command droid's abilities, without their arrogance, or what the programmers called blood thirstiness, protocol, first contact, and astromech abilities, as my type has the internal capacity for the memory cores, processors, and power supply. I have a micro reactor, and ninety standard days of fuel, before reverting to the fuel generation cap system recently installed. Like all droids on this vessel I am an eighty percent redesign and improvement over the preceding model. For example the Vulture droids have been switched to a liquid fuel and the masters fuel production and reaction mass caps added and now have as much, or more endurance than Imperial fighters, and they have been released from the tether to a control ship and granted limited mission specific autonomy. Weapon systems have been improved with the Masters cooling and amplification runes, structural integrity and armor are to be updated on the older droids and built into new models. A technical team of astromechs and a force sensitives to activate the rune sets is proceeding to all major fleet command ships and ports in Republic controlled space as they are trained."

Harry blinked "That's why Bars wanted those runes? Hey, is that what is in those crates he had me activate? Those were pretty small, thirty millimeters, The water ones are the same size. Oh they fill the tanks over time. Probably get the Vulture droids up into hyperspace and cruise, and can fill the tanks slowly while that is happening. Good thing we put that pressure sensing switch in there. The poor droids would feel like they have wind otherwise, we would be putting deuterium and water over the relief valves as well. That thing was the very devil to get calibrated. Hmm tell Bars if he repeats it on bigger caps he increases the production as long as the volume of the cap can absorb the Force needed. That's why they are aluminum. You can't believe the crap you have to put in a string to get it to work on steel. It's the iron. Magic does not like iron. Loves carbon, hates iron. Well carbon that isn't a diamond. The matrix is all collapsed on diamonds, nowhere for the magic to snuggle into. Your caps are those five millimeter jobs I bet. I activate those by the cargo lifter container full. Hundreds of thousands at a time. I thought that was a bit silly but I guess your reactor doesn't use much? Any excess capacity? You could recharge one of your brothers who's reactor is offline."

The other males looked at each other as Harry kept talking to the droid. Yoda finally shrugged "A Slave was freed. Did this in joy of that freedom I think."

Obi wan frowned "What if they do some of what he is talking about after he trains them? We won't recognize the galaxy anymore. Who knew the Force hated iron and couldn't imbue diamonds? Well rather who has thought about why?"

Bail grinned "Especially that the carbon is hugging itself and took all the magic's snuggle space."

Obi wan sniffed "His phrasing is odd, quaint, uncivilized even, but the rationale behind it will hold up."

In the Master suite Breha looked at the girls "What is going on?"

Shaak smiled "It is comforting to sleep together. Aayla and Harry are the mated pair. We will go where the Force leads us."

Mon snorted "Well that's me out. I could never share one."

Clynda sighed "Sometimes I wish I could, it would be nice to have a friend that close all the time, but culturally it is impossible."

Breha shook her head "Be careful of one another and him and talk. Take your time, you have years now. The Republic has the upper hand."

Mon nodded and added "Decide how you are going to contain him when the holo tabloids get wind of this and go all scandal crazed. All we need is him chopping that little failed lawyer in half. Or one of those empty headed bimbos he employs to stroke his pissy little ego. I don't think those people are ready for Master Potter."

Aayla nodded "All good advice and we do, plus we talk to Harry."

Clynda grinned "You actually get yours to do more than grunt? Not to be indelicate, but heirs for Harry? These are skills we don't want to lose."

Shaak nodded "Harry is convinced magic or the Force will find a way. I know we can all gestate human eggs to full term. If nothing else we can do that if the force leads us that way. He said there is a ritual called blood adoption as well, it would add our blood and traits to any child and not take away its parents. It does however connect the parents and the children. Makes the children safer somehow. I will have to get him to explain that further."

Breha nodded "We certainly will." She had two children that needed that done today!

In the conference that afternoon the Banking Clan chief smiled "Master Potter, you have made us several more fortunes." Harry blinked "Your ideas for Droid freighters panned out, we now have droid lucrehulks taking food from Telos and other Agricorp worlds and returning full of the product of Coruscant. All at exorbitant rates of course."

Harry smiled "What is the produce of Coruscant?"

Ahsoka snorted "Shit and government regulation. Hey wait a minute… so really just shit then" She got laughs all around.

The Clan Chief nodded "Very droll young Mistress. Absolutely correct also. Coruscant produces trash and, once the waste is treated, fertilizer and compost. We mine the trash stream for usable products, compost the rest and mix it with the fertilizer and sell the fertilizer and compost to Agricorp and other agricultural worlds. Both moderately lucrative, now with the fuel caps and improvements to drives using runes, in comparison to barley profitable before, and then we transport food stuffs back, that was always moderately lucrative. Since we are using droid crews and Lucrehulks that were rebuilt after combat the ships were basically free. We also do specialty freight, and food stuffs for ridiculous amounts of credit, and water with the food. Oh and passengers, lest I forget, a very profitable sideline that we discovered with the continuing exodus from the Core. We of course transport slaves and the indigent free as long as they sign an employment contract." Harry looked around and Aayla and Shaak nodded at him. "Yes the mistresses have approved all the jobs and pay scales.

The yards in the Federation are turning out Lucrehulk cores and 3210 capitol freight ships with containerized passenger modules for now but the cores are armed to heavy cruiser class and have vulture droids for defense and could be changed out for droid control, assault or battleship modules quickly. They are manned by B3 droids. The 3210s can operate autonomously from a core and in most cases on scheduled routes do. Quite a bit of money changing hands all around, another improvement to life in the galaxy I must say. Prices are falling everywhere except in the empire. And Hutt space."

Harry chuckled "I'm afraid I've turned an honorable banker into a warrior."

The clan chief grinned fiercely "And we thank the Master. Why a few more years of this and Ackbar may be able to go home, we will have sucked the core worlds dry."

Harry snorted "We haven't conquered Corellia's yards."

The Clan Chief shrugged "Yet master, yet."

Harry nodded "If anyone can without firing a shot it will be you fellows. Now Bars I was talking to Alpha One, all those five millimeter caps can't be going to droid production?"

Bars nodded "About three quarters to new production and retrofit teams. The rest are going to microreactor generator sets we sell. Along with battery packs."

Harry blinked "Whatever for?"

Bars shrugged "A lot of planets don't have planetary grids. One of those can run a small house. Several a small industrial concern. We didn't realize the error rate or rate of failure would be zero so we had a lot excess to need and one of the freed slaves came up with this idea. Larger machines can even be sold or leased with permanent power."

Harry nodded "How do we charge for that?"

Bars smiled "We came up with a meter and charge market rate for fuel and if needed reaction mass as the computers report it back to us. It's no real advantage but for some reason people love it."

Harry nodded "Energy independence or the facsimile of it. Big thing on earth with independent minded folks too. Thank you."

Bars bowed from the shoulders as he sat.

Admiral Akbar was up next "We have begun establishing the line east of the core Master Potter. We are able to push to the debris fields in the hyperspace lanes and as the salvage vessels clean up we advance behind them. The northern extension will happen as you pass Coruscant. As you close on Ilum the western fleet will sweep down pushing the empire back and establish at the core worlds boundary. The south will fill in from the eastern and western fleets. The Northern fleet currently has the hardest area and the most ships of the Subjugator and Providence class. Droid assault ships and battle droids as well. The Empire has ordered a general withdrawal and we are having to reestablish law and order in some places, but so far nothing we can't handle with your updated B2 droids, Rangers, and the Jedi for now." Ackbar swung away on his chair but could still be seen in his holo.

Mon nodded and rose "Negotiations for the establishing of the Republic Senate are proceeding rapidly. We do have a problem though. Some of these laws are, frankly, stupid. We would like some help from all the worlds looking them over, aside from the ones regarding capital crimes Master Potter has proposed, and we have already approved. What we would like is a representative from each group and sector. Trade Federation, Banking Clans, Jedi, Rangers and so forth. Please send someone with sense and not your most obfuscatory lawyers, or we will end up with the same mess.

At the same time we need to tackle the tax code. Please, again, not your most devious accountants. We will save those, and try to recruit them into the forensic accounting part of law enforcement, when we get Republic law enforcement stood back up."

Yoda rose "The Jedi Council believes a leader we will need to decide some cases."

Harry leapt up "Oh hell no."

Bars smiled "The Banking Clan nominates Master Potter."

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Harry flopped on the bed in their quarters later. Maris looked at him "Stop pouting. You just tell them when they are being idiots. Only now it's official." She snuggled up to his side.

Ahsoka dove on the bed and snuggled the other side "Yeah if you don't understand it when whoever they send reads it to you say no. It's not like you read anything but technical manuals and magic books."

Shaak slid in behind Maris "We will help you."

Aayla crawled up his body and snuggled down "Lights off! Sleep, tired. Be a baby about it tomorrow Harry."

Harry pouted. He was perfectly capable of being a baby over being named interim head of state now. Was that even a title? Garm had made that up on the spot he was fairly sure.

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Zed Three Four commanding hull 345971 stood impassively as the Imperials poured over the ship and its cargo. The inquisitor looked at him "What are these empty modules for?" He pointed at the stack after stack of flatpacked cargo modules.

Three four replied in his best droid voice "Passenger modules for the outbound trip as the compost and concentrate does not take up as much space as the grain and other food stuffs."

The Inquisitor arched a brow "Erect one." He walked to the stack and pointed to the one in the middle. "This one."

Three Four gave the order and loader and Astromech droids had it erected in moments. The inquisitor looked inside then went in. There were stacks of bunks on both sides, floor to ceiling, and a fresher. He chuckled "You won't be making much money hauling people like cargo, droid."

Three Four replied "The main function of this unit is hauling cargo. They pay we haul. This is the lowest class. There are modules with half this number and modules for dual occupancy. The rates rise commensurately."

The inquisitor nodded "Erect one of each. Provide a list of passenger routes."

Three four gave the instructions and pulled a print out. The Inquisitor looked at the route list "You stop at nine hundred and fourteen worlds?"

Three Four replied "This unit makes the Coruscant to Nabib run. Modules are dropped at Nabib, transferred to whatever unit is making the run for their next leg, finally they are dropped planet side at their destination. Individuals are grouped in modules by species environmental tolerance and according to the route to their final destination. The modules are broken down and put back in the system after disinfection and inspection at the final destination."

The inquisitor nodded. Trust a bunch of repurposed battle droids to run passenger service like intermodal freight. "And food in route?"

"In accordance with class from ration bars to prepared meals such as the clones receive." Three Four replied. "The higher classes have access to holo net and screens for each berth. Holonet access is wider and deeper in the higher classes."

The inquisitor looked at the leads being connected to the container of the highest class and stepped in to peruse the facilities. At the rates on this printout he could afford a vacation to pleasure planet. "Have a meal for this class brought. A lunch meal."

Three Four clamped down on the kill subroutine, and sent the order. This inspection team had intercepted them at a waypoint but not prevented them from entering hyperspace. They had a day to accommodate these meatbags.

The Inquisitor looked at the data gathered that evening. This ship was exactly what it purported to be. A lightly armed freighter travelling between Nabib and Coruscant with millions of tons of food stuffs and barley enough fuel to get it there. There were barely enough droids to run it and no humans aboard.

The junior Inquisitor tossed her padd down and growled. The senior laughed "Not quite the adventure it was painted to be eh? Be glad. There are five of us and twenty droids. If this thing was loaded with Jedi or Rangers we would be dead by now."

This was being repeated all over the core as Lucrehulks threaded the blockages at the hyperspace routes. Before they could go to Hyperspace they were hailed, halted, and boarded by an inspection team. Well the inspection teams flew their ships into the hangar space. They did their inspections, took samples of cargo, checked them, and left at the first way point, or in the case of close ports, when the Lucrehulks dropped from hyperspace and entered the planetary control pattern. At the lowest priority, as always. As they were the clear majority of traffic it really didn't matter. Thousands of them a day arrived and departed hundreds of core worlds. The inspection teams switched to a departing ship, smug in the fuel savings they were achieving for the Inquisitorious. The mass of their fifteen ton, five man, droid carriers was negligible to the Lucrehulks loaded with passenger's, fuel, and whatever cargo someone would pay them to haul, besides the containers of compost and waste concentrates.

The outbound flights were tougher, checking the passengers in the dual berth compartments, and interviewing them. Somehow, they never quite made it to the lower classes. The juniors were always keyed up to find someone to persecute, but never really did as these were generally business people using the cheapest transport available, or other imperial agents. Who they gleefully ratted out to their bosses.

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The remaining officers and clones of the once grand fleets and armies of the Republic now Empire limped to rendezvous in space, joined with other remnant forces, then forced their way back into the core worlds space. Sometimes in a running fight, sometimes without seeing anything. It was a bit hit or miss as space was vast. While sensors were good, sometimes the pursuit vectors wouldn't resolve. Even at continuous maximum burn, for those ships with the new fuel caps.

Truth, the imperials were all glad to be out of the untenable positions they had suddenly found themselves in, with populations in open rebellion, no resupply, or fresh units available. Whoever had planned this latest cluster fuck needed to suck start their blaster pistol.

The fucking droids were no joke anymore either. None of that "Roger Roger" shit. Those little B2 fuckers were fast, accurate and could concentrate fires in milliseconds. None of that slapstick shit, and the imperial units only getting overwhelmed by numbers anymore. Who knew how, but those things had had a serious upgrade. The B3's in charge were lethal and fast. They fucking learned too. Even if you killed one it was transmitting, and the rest learned the lesson.

The pilots shook their heads. The vulture Droids had had hardware and software upgrades and learned too. No more out flying them until their solid motors ran out, then turning around and knocking them off. The Battle AI's were the same and in charge of everything. Relaying orders at holonet speeds, in frequency hopping, burst on the same frequencies the empire used, so they couldn't be jammed. Constantly in contact with each other and with at least two AIs in every fleet that attacked.

Ships officers nodded sagely. Subjugators and Providence class always lurking near the Lucrehulk main bodies, just when you thought you had crossed the T on the fuckers, the Subjugators and Providence class crossed the T on you, leapt in out of hyperspace in line astern after one ninety degree turn, and fired as their batteries would bear, before leaping away.

The only reasonable course was to abandon the planets, get into fleets, move to bigger fleets, and get out of the space the rebels controlled, before they found you and put a scout to dogging you, running at the maximum speed the slowest ship could achieve, along some obscure, or perhaps new lane your own scouts found.

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Tarkin stood frozen at the position of attention "And the reports of people fleeing Coruscant Majesty?"

"Nonhumans and scum. Let the Republic be weighed down by them. Clear the blocked hyperspace lanes Tarkin, hold the borders. Don't worry about those cesspools in and past the colonies space, but you will hold the yards of Corellia and everything inside the core/colonies space border." Tarkin bowed and the Emperor snapped the holo off.

The Emperor went to watch the painful reassembly of the cyborg that was once Anakin Skywalker. He basked in the hatred of everything rolling off the man. It was glorious. He would send a few of the good looking female hands to tempt him. His rage at having no sex organs would be exquisite. Burned off with his legs. Palpatine shook his head. Kenobi was deliciously cruel. That was unexpected from a Jedi. The Emperor opened himself to the force. He basked in the cruelty of it all for a few moments, then noticed almost all of the Force lights were out. He also noted some new dark patches. They must have been obscured by the lights. He would have to send someone to investigate. No sense letting candidates get away. One never knew when an apprentice would fly apart or fail and need to be made an example of.

Despite Tarkins whining the fleet and armies in the rebellions space were withdrawing in some kind of order and he would get seasoned clones and officers back from that. He could always build a new ship. It took what, a couple of years? He had hundreds of yards. Those officers though, they took time and attention.

He needed to find a way to get more into the imperial academies. Hmmm, yes he would have to point the propaganda people at that. Maybe tax breaks for military families. Yes, not conscription, not yet anyway. The propaganda people needed to start preparing for universal service though. He could tie enfranchisement to service as well. Not like their votes mattered, but it made them feel good. A senate under his control would further that illusion. This one needed dissolved anyway. Most of them had fled and the rest were simpering toadies. Moff's over the Senate, and him over the Moffs of course. They could see to the administrivia of running the empire, and he could get on with his business. They would all feel useful and important.

In the end, the ones that didn't work out could have the younger hands set on them.

Palpatine looked at the padd in his hand and the report from the Inquisitorious. Freighters being freighters. No Force sensitives on them leaving. How were they disappearing then? What idiot had he put in charge of that? Another Jedi failure? Fuck, good help was hard to find!

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Zed Three Four led the old twi'lek to the appropriate container now that they were in the orbit of Nabib. She looked at a padd then touched several places on the wall. A portal appeared and he opened it. Inside was a nullspace with row after row of stacked containers, all full of Force sensitive beings, family groups together where possible. And all the support they needed for the entire trip. He moved to the computer terminal and interfaced. "Shortly your container will be moved to a smaller ship for transport directly to the testing and sorting station. Your name will be called when they are ready to process you. Have a pleasant stay in the Republic." He backed up and they went to the next bare spot of wall between a rack of bunks.

AN; Here ends any influence from Plums excellent story. Mostly I think it ended mid-way through chapter six but we are truly in uncharted space now. All fanfiction is derivative and clichés are for a reason. Because you are unique does not mean you are useful or good. Judge not lest ye be judged. In other words, if you don't like it don't feel compelled to read it. A demon portal will probably not open under you.