Author's note. I am speeding up the Durmstrang section of the story, it has been pointed out to me that my plans for it are too evil. I want to move onto the Stargate section of the story, and then on to the Starwars section of this multicross fic. AN/ End

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Chapter 20

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I have to escape this madness.

For months now, the Dark Lord has been calling me every night to show me some wicked piece of magic or another. He taught me to cut into minds like a scalpel. He taught me how to control a few hundred inferi at once. He taught me to torture. Uncountable dark spells. The memory charm. The list goes on an on.

All of those were the good times.

For the bad, I had been crucioed at least once a week. I slaughtered muggleborns and their families like dogs. I attacked the homes of aurors and ministry officials. I led the raid on the Daily Prophet itself after they printed an issue the Dark Lord disagreed with. I was the new Bellatrix Lestrange. I was the Dark lord's right hand man. I charged into the Ministry building throwing senior aurors around with telekinesis like they were rag dolls. I was terrified.

Dumbledore and Hogwarts were the last holdouts to the Dark Lord's total domination of wizarding Briton.

I wanted out.

For weeks, Hermione and I worked on the prototype sub. It worked and tunneled on it's first try. We spent our time after that taking apart different magical objects and enchanting them back together.

Instructor Baggs gave us both his sponsorship.

The potions class was a waste of time for me, and we finished the Polyjuice potion within the first month of school.

That made sponsorship number two.

I showed Instructor oak my greenhouse of bud, protected by Devil's snare.

He was so impressed with my greenhouse, he gave me his sponsorship.

That made number three.

We showed The cliff-side home to the Kern inspector and he gave us a certificate of meeting code. I took it to the Instructor for another sponsorship We began building the underground hanger the same day he gave us the certificate. We set up the fidelius charm that night. Hermione was the secret keeper.

That made four sponsorships.

I would be an adult Wizard if I graduated from Durmstrang. I would be free of my school and have more time to work on my ship with Hermione.

I'd forgotten a certain book in my study library.

'Animagi'

The ticket to getting out from under the thumb of childhood. I and Hermione poured through the book over and over. It was a form of wandless magic. Using your own inner animal, you brought it out to be the dominate form.

With proper meditation, finding your inner form was quite simple. The book described 'long months of searching for your inner animal'

For Hermione and I, We took some Peyote and went on a couple of vision quests.

I saw myself running across the ice and fighting with big white furred beasts. I had massive paws and arms as big around as tree trunks. I stood and walked like a man. I ate delicious polar bears and seals. I hibernated during the summer.

I was a Yeti.

Hermione was invisible as she moved through he forest. It was a rare human that could even see her. She had a sharp beak that she liked to use to use to pick the fruit off trees or rip the meat off carrion. She had black feathered wings and horses hooves.

She was a Thestral.

Transforming was even easier.

We both took hits of acid and started transfiguring ourselves. I was switching back and forth between Yeti and man after three hours of practicing.

Hermione got it down to pat in an hour.

I had all twenty elves working double-time to move my greenhouse to a grow-house dug into the granite dug under my house. I'd finally figured out that simply enchanting a few glass shperes to light up with Lumos worked to replace the sun's light.

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We waited until transfiguration class was over before making out way to the Instructor.

“Instructor Johanson,” I smiled at the pleasant man. “We have achieved the animagus transformation and would like your sponsorship for graduation.”

The man gawked at us and then turned around and snorted. “Pull my other leg.” he muttered as he began gathering homework papers on his desk.

I pulled on his leg as gently as I could. “Ow!” Instructor Johanson turned around and gawked again at the twelve foot white haired monster before him.

The clip-clopping oh Hermione's hooves drew his attention to the thestral that swiftly turned into Hermione. We were still fried on the acid, so she stumbled a little when four feet turned into two.

I grunted behind him.

He paled as he turned around to look at me. I transformed back. “So about those sponsorship letters?”

Just like that, I graduated from Durmstrang. I was an Adult Wizard.

And then my arm began to burn. “One!” I called.

“Sir?” One appeared from behind a chair in my room without a pop. I shook my head and put it out of my mind.

“Take all of Hermione and I's belongings from the school and move it to the Cliff-side house. After that, take every book from the Durmstrang library and take it all ti cliff-side too.”

“Sir!” One saluted and vanished without a pop.

Weird ass elf. At least they were all little cut-throats that loved to steal things for me.

My arm twinged in pain again as I donned my death-eater regalia.

I tapped my wand to the globe. “Malfoy Manor.”

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I came to a stop in the middle of a large group of death-eaters. 'My' families ballroom was full to bursting. The biggest grouping of them I have ever seen. I apperated onto the stage Voldemort stood on and took a long swig from my flask. A gathering this big meant a fight, and I was bound to be in the front of it... again.

I took another swig of my special sauce. One parts whiskey, one part powdered mushrooms and one part cannabis liquor. I really wanted to get fucked up for this kind of gathering.

I moved to stand behind the Dark Lord on his right. Bellatrix stood on his left. She was a damn good dueler and had pressed me hard the one we had dueled. I ended up having to cheat and 'force choke' her.

Voldemort raised his hands for silence. The mumblings and whispers trailed off.

“We have conquered the wizarding world!” He screamed. “The ministry is ours! Diagon Alley is ours! Hogsmeade is ours!”

I wanted nothing to do with any of this.

The assembled death-eaters screamed and cheered.

Voldemort raised his hands for silence again. “There is only one bastion of resistance left in Briton!” Voldemort raised his fist in the air. “Hogwarts must fall tonight!” He shouted.

This raised another cheer out of the death-eaters. “Apperate to Hogsmeade where we will meet up with the giant and troll handlers.”

“I need to speak with you for a moment, my Lord.” I whispered in his ear. He waved back negligently as he watched his army disperse.

Men began to disappear in cracks and pops. I drained my flask and steeled my nerve. I drew my .38 and hid it in my robes. Voldemort started to turn around to address me when I pulled a John Wilkes Booth on the back of Voldemort's head.

I wanted to do this for Dobby.

I double tapped his blasted skull for good measure. I turned the gun on Bellatrix and put two in her chest. By the time I turned back to face Voldemort's body, all that was left was a wand, a robe, and a glowing red jewel. I laughed in the stunned death-eaters faces. I felt giddy.

I scooped up the jewel and wand and apperated away before anyone realized what had just happened in front of them. I threw the glass ball portkey to the ground and tapped my wand to my shirt “Cliff-side”

Hopefully that will give Harry and Dumbledore a chance. I really don't want to see a country ruled by that maniac.

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Hermione and I stayed safe in our cliff-side home for the next year straight. We studied. We practiced spells we missed in our rush to graduate and escape. One brought me some newspapers. There was an international hunt for me as the murderer of Headmaster Igor Karkaroff and the thief of all the books in the Durmstrang library.

All lies.

One through twenty stole the books, not me.

Who the fuck knows how Karkaroff died?

I worked on my enchantments most of all. I built enchanted maps that reached halfway across the solar system. I could watch celebrities cheat of their wives from half a world away. I installed my Largest map into the steel cube we were calling the 'Freedom'. It was expanded inside to be bigger than four hundred meters by four hundred meters, yet in reality it was the size of a large fridge.

The Freedom had three forms of propulsion. Broom acceleration enchantments, portkey projection, and tunneling. It contained A comfortable house with ship control room inside. A localized fidelius charm that hid the ship's very existence.

Inside the ship was a large hydroponics garden that stretched one hundred meters by two hundred meters. There was a little pond with fish and a few cages of meat rabbits. We wouldn't starve, no matter how long we were in space. With an entire school's worth of books, I doubted we'd be bored either.

It was a day before Hermione's thirteenth birthday when I had a present for her. I performed the power stealing ritual on the two death-eaters I had found to have killed her parents. Goyle and Macnair.

One had taken them from their beds after killing their house elves.

We performed the sacrificial ritual the night before her birthday. Her boost in power put her well out of my division.

So I had One capture five death-eaters and a certain Mrs. Delores Umbridge . Hermione performed the ritual for me, after we questioned the death eaters under the truth serum. Hermione had lost most of her innocence, hearing the depraved acts of the murderers and rapists we sacrificed.

We sat on the porch swing, reading. The house in the ship was larger and more comfortable than the one dug into the granite. The house inside the ship was a replica of a white columned three story plantation house from the mid 18th century. It was gorgeous. There were giant willow trees transplanted all the way from Mississippi. We had a small orchard of apples, pears and oranges. Growing around the house. We even had our own bee-hive to keep the plants pollinated.

“I think Its time we go, Hermione.” I held up the Sorcerer's Stone. “Voldemort is going to have a far harder time coming back without this thing to give him immortality.”

“We have all we need, all the cani herb we could smoke and all the books we can ever read.” I implored “Our families are gone, We have no other friends, Its time to go.” I really wanted to explore the stars. I was anxious to leave this place before I was finally brought to justice for my many, many sins.

“Okay Draco.” She sighed, I had been badgering her for months. “Lets go then.”

I took her hand and we walked into the house together. We went to the basement where the control room was located. A few house elves monitored local activity on the big maps like a good security elf should.

I sat on the steering seat. The ship was controlled by broom after all.

“One!” I called.

“Reporting, Sir” the little elf popped up from behind me. I clutched my chest from the surprise. He always followed me around, hidden. He was my new body-guard. “Are all the elves on the ship?”

“Aye, Sir.” He squeaked.

I flipped the to turn the from near weightless to feather light. I engaged aft broom enchantments and Freedom zipped away down the tube and under the water. I watched where the rocks were on my map as we skimmed the ocean bottom. “Are you ready, Hermione?”

“Do it, Draco.” I pulled the lever for a tunnel to activate. I set the exit point as far as the farthest visible star.

The map began to spin, though we felt none of it. “Tunneling in three two one-” There was a slight feeling of falling and then we were very far away from home.

“We did it Hermione..” I rolled up my sleeve to look at the dark mark. It was faded and looked like a washed away fake tattoo. I felt elated. I felt free. I laughed with glee, like a small child,

“Draco, Look out!” She pointed to the map. I was heading straight at a pyramid shaped object. I swerved away easily. This baby has the power of a hundred brooms with a thousandth of the weight. I could turn on a dime and you would never feel the inertia.

“What The hell Is that thing?” Hermione cursed for once. “Asteroids aren't shaped like pyramids, Draco. It just doesn't happen.”

'Maybe they do and you just haven't seen one yet.” I teased belligerently.

Hermione growled and went to the starboard view map and zoomed in on the pyramid. “It has people on it!” She shouted. “Real live people.” Look at these names. Kaytoo, Spyce, Kratom. They register to the map's enchantments as human enough to label them human.”

'What about the planet?' I wondered. I zoomed in on the planet. There was one little settlement with a few thousand people. “Lets go check out the planet.” I said, filled with excitement. “If there were people, it could sustain life.

I steered freedom down through the atmosphere slowly enough to not leave a trailing plume of plasma behind us. I felt excited like never before. Soon, I would set foot on an alien planet fir the first time in Magical history,

I landed the ship in the woods about a mile outside if the little gated human farming community. I could see a few dirt roads and fields of wheat and barley. I could see a man riding up to us down the dirt road.”

I could see that he wore a thick wool tunic and pants with leather sandals in his feet. He carried a long blunt tipped staff and pointed it at us. He stopped us and asked a question in a foreign language. I tried Spanish, French, Latin and Russian.. Hermione giggled behind her hand as she watched me get frustrated talking to the guy.

The fellow jumped off his house and made a hand motion with his hands for Hermione and I to follow. I knew One through Twenty were sneaking around everywhere, and felt relatively safe. I decided to follow the man with Hermione. I held Hermione's hand as they led us to a great and colorful pavilion was set up.

There was a man on a throne, covered in gold. He was guarded by six armored men in golden armor, carrying blunt spears liekthe man who came to take me to the King. I was shocked to see such a King covered in gold while his peasants lived in little straw hovels. Our guide ran over and knelt before him and began to speak very fast gibberish. The King looked over at Hermione and I and smiled.

I smiled back, it was my mask. Hermione giving him an icy cold stare. That was her mask.

The King approached us and started to speak in the gibberish language. I tried speaking back in English, but he didn't get it. I tried Latin again, And he picked up on it right away.

“You speak the Language of the Mars and Anthenians, Who are you to trespass on the world of lord god Karush?”

“I am Harry Potter And the love of my live, Hermione Granger.” Hermione actually managed to keep her blush from showing. “We are travelers looking for a peaceful place to stay, Do you know of any planets nearby? And who are you.?”

The golden King laughed. “No, There are no planets nearby. The closest colony is twenty years travel away.” I was floored. Twenty years travel to just the next planet....”I am not the lord god Karush. I am simply his emissary. We must take our taxes and this year, karush wishes for the most attractive humans on the planet to serve him.”

The emissary walked closer. “I have chosen you two to serve the lord god Karush.” I had no intrest with anything that considers himself a god and has huge pyramid space ships. I don't even want to be around things that are powerful enough to be considered gods. I remembered reading about the racce of Titans before the wizards drove them to extinction.

I shook my head. “Nope, sorry” I shrugged with a smile. “Can't help you. I'm not going to serve any gods in this lifetime.” Considering I had the stone of immortality and endless wealth, I would not be serving any gods for a very long time.

“You will come with me, or I will slaughter these villagers..” The man shouted something in that gibbering language. The men with spears lowered them to face the crowd who screamed yet stood motionless as the ends of the spears opened up and yellow electricity arced off of the tips.

“If you kill the villagers I won't go with you, I'll just be very angry with you and your men” I removed my wand. From my sleeve and held it loosely at my side. Did this emissary have the power to do this kind of shit to innocent villagers? What kind of fucked up law system did they have?

“The man shouted something in the strange tongue and the men started firing into the villagers.

“One!” I called as I pointed to the armored men firing blasts of energy out of their staffs.

“Yes, Sir.” One gave a shrill whistle and elf heads popped up out of everywhere. On roofs, behind walls, under wagons, and even from behind me. The elves jumped on the armored men, knives flashing again and again as cold hard steel of the elves' blades made the wet squishing sound of flesh ripping.

The emissary looked around in shock. “Lord Karash will punish you for this.” He promised.

I shook my head with asad smile. “No he wont.” I disagreed as I raised my wand. Avada kadavra.” green ligh tflashed from my wand with a whoosh.

It stopped at a blue barrier blocking the killing curse. That must take some serious power, and the mad looked pissed off, not scared. “You will die for your insolence urg-” His threats were cut off as one stabbed him repeatedly in the liver and kidneys. I approached the body cautiously. He had blocked the killing curse after all.

Getting up after getting elfed in the back wasn't too far away from such a feat.

I kicked his still body as I approached closer. He was surely dead.“This looks pretty cool,” I commented as I leaned down to take a closer look at the golden jeweled glove on his right hand. “I wonder how to get it off-AH!”I screamed as something went down my throat faster than a donut,

I felt it crawling inside me as I fell to my knees, sceaming as the thing ripped though muscles and pulled tendons as I crawled around to my spine. I left it wrap itself around my spine just a moment before I felt it trying to invade my mind. Voldemort had taught me the best defense in mind battles was a good offense.

I ripped into the creature clamped around my spine's mind. I saw it's memories going back thousands of years. I saw it's parents memories before that. I saw the swamp in the earliest memories. I cut into it's mind, taking it's knowledge and leaving it a mental vegetable.”

I tapped my wand on my back and vanished the creature out of my back. It lay motionless on the ground in front of me. It didn't look like much for the eons old parasite it was,

“It was a bloody damned brain parasite.” I snarled.

I thought about how powerful the empire of these things are, There are millions of pyramid ships and many billions if not trillions of soldier with their armor and staff weapons.

“We need to ge the fuck out of here Hermione. The way we came is deeper into parasite territory, They have armies of billions of slave soldiers. It's worse than Durmstrang.” I added. “We need to go toward the Galactic core. Te Parasite s posing as Gods stay on the Sagittarius arm of the galaxy. We want to go toward civilization. This is the back-water.”

The local villagers started to get angry an yell at us, They were probably going to all die in retaliation for my Killing of Karush's emissary. It wasn't my problem, and I fI told Hermione, the space-ship would be too cramped with refugees.

“Lets apperate out of here!” I yelled over the screeching of the pissed off villagers.

We both disappeared with a crack an reappeared in front of Freedom. I walked to the smooth mirror-like surface on the front of the spaceship and walked into the mirror. It rippled as Hermione and I entered. I did a head-count on the elves as they filed back in and found one missing. “Where's number seven?” I yelled.

“He'll be along any moment, Sir. He is packing up the booby traps we left behind you so no one found the ship.”

Smart little bugger.

“Smart thinking.” I complimented.

“Was Two's idea.” One admitted. “She is very clever.”

“Well let me know when he gets back, We are getting the fuck out of this section of space.” I wanted nothing to do with the Goa'uld though my knowledge of their science and technology would not go to waste.

Hermione followed me, worried as she watched me prep the ship for takeoff. “What was that all about Draco?” You remember that Parasite that crawled into my neck?'' She nodded, exasperatedly. “Well I had a legilimency battle with it and took it's knowledge. They have genetic memory, and it's not pretty. They enslaved the earth humans thousands of years ago and seeded them all over the galaxy. They use them as slave labor alone Hermione. No comforts, o respite. Just work, for life.”

I pulled her close. “They have an armada of warships and we have no defenses. Other than our stealth.”

“I'm sorry Hermione, We can't help them. Not yet.” Hermione teared up, Billions of slaves?”

“Trillions.” I corrected her.

“But we will come back and help them right?”

I pulled THE stone out of my pocket. “With this, we have all the time in the universe to save everyone. We just need to study and train until we can take back the Earth.”

“Take back the Earth?” she asked.

“Take it back from the racists and bigots who rule the wizarding world. We can free the muggle slave of the RCMS if we become powerful enough. We can change the laws to give equal rights. We could make a world our children will want to grow up in. And then we will worry about the rest off the galaxy.”

Hermione nodded.

“”One Reporting.” The house elf ruined the moment. “Seven has returned.”

“Good.”

I took a seat on the padded broomstick and rose the ship into the air. We swiftly accelerated far beyond what any goa'luld could follow us at. Soon we were racing into deep space. “The galactic core is this way, I pointed out on the interactive map. I traced out Gou'uld planets and shipping lanes while they were still fresh on my mind. I may have One take a few elves and go pirating one day.”

I aimed at a star for out of visible sight. It had long ago shifted into infrared frequencies and was sin the opposite direction of Goa'uld space.

“Tunneling in 3. 2. 1.”

The maps spun and began to blur for and instant we all felt our stomaches roll.

I took controll of the broom prpulsion to get closer to where the star should be. “Oh no.” Hermione squeaked in fear. “We're in the pull of a black hole.”

I hopped off the broom to a desk sitting in the corner it had “I'm going to activate an emergency portkey, which axis should I send us on” I asked Hermione as she stared at the maps.

“Right axis.” I tapped the right with my wand.

“ No, I was wrong, Left!” She shouted, but it was too late.

We were portkeying into a black hole.