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"I'll agree to that." Lily said with a nod. "So long as my son is happy here, that is the only thing that matters to me. I like the other children here, but Harry is my priority."
"The needs of the many should outweigh the needs of the few," Tholme said, looking a little worried at how grim Lily sounded as Yoda cocked his head, examining Lily's ethereal face for a moment.
But Lily simply shook her head. "You are not a father, you are not a mother, you do not understand what it means to have watched Harry's life as I did and be unable to help. I'll admit my priorities are skewed, but I don't care."
Yoda continued to stare at her through slightly narrowed eyes, but he eventually nodded. "Agreed we have. Tasks we all have to do now, suggest we see to them, I do."
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Harry woke up, or thought he did, until he realized he couldn't feel anything physical, not the clothing on his body, not his chest moving up and down, nothing. And despite the fact that Harry knew his eyes were open he couldn't see anything at first. He found himself, or perhaps his mind standing in a sea of black. A starless sky, he thought after a moment, and endless space. Weird.
Concentrating, Harry could vaguely feel his body somewhere else healing, but he was almost disconnected from it for the moment, but not quite. It was very hard to describe. In the distance, far away from where he was floating Harry could feel something else too. Whatever it was sent a shiver through him, but he couldn't quite figure out where the feeling was coming from, just that it radiated danger and darkness.
But Harry couldn't concentrate on that for very long because closer at hand was something much more interesting. It was a small star in the dark, pulsing bright yellow and silver, warming him almost with its radiance. Almost unwillingly Harry found his steps moving in that direction, then he sped up his journey, eager to see what this star was. He was almost within reaching distance of it, a small pale yellow thing but warm and radiant for all of that when he heard a voice. "Harry?"
"Aayla?" He asked shocked, looking around wildly. "Is that you? Where are you?"
"I… think so, and I'm right in front of you I think? What do I look like to you Harry?" asked Aayla.
Harry blinked, then turned back to stare at the small star in shock. "You look like a yellow star with silver streaks, a small thing I could almost cup you in my hand I think only not quite. You're really warm though, like a small heater. What do I look like you?"
"You look like a star too, white with gold sparks, it's very pretty." Aayla replied, causing Harry to flush for some reason or at least feel like he should be, Harry didn't know if a person out of his body like this could blush. This was a very weird experience on many levels. Something Aayla understood all too well given her next question. "Where are we? Are we, are we seeing one another's minds or something? This is really freaky."
"I don't know, but I'm going to try something," Harry said. "I can picture myself in my own body or at least picture my body anyway here, which means I've got hands. So I'm going to try to touch you okay?"
Aayla replied affirmatively and a moment later Harry reached out hesitantly touching the bright star that represented his friend.
Suddenly they were face-to-face, standing in what Harry thought looked like Aayla's mental castle, a fortress ship the two of them had seen in the history texts a few weeks ago. Aayla had really liked the look of it, made of stone rather than steel, large on one end tapering to point it looked both pretty and tough which Aayla liked to think she was too.
That was as far as Harry got in his perusal of the environment before Aayla grabbed him in a hug fit to burst his ribs, something, he dimly realized he could actually feel here, whereas he still couldn't feel the stone of the floor beneath his feet. He immediately hugged her back, having gotten used to such things like this since meeting her. Having his mother and Aayla in his life had done wonders for both his self-esteem and his ability to return affection. "I was so worried!" She shouted.
For some reason though the words hit Harry's mind before her lips had finished forming them. This is so weird.
Shaking that thought off Harry pulled back slightly to look at the slightly shorter girl. "What about you Aayla? You were exhausted, I could tell."
"You were bleeding!" Aayla said poking him in the chest.
"So were you!" Harry exclaimed. For a moment, the two youngsters simply stared at one another, then began to laugh, shaking their heads and pulling away lightly.
"So," Aayla said looking around. "Any idea what's going on here? I mean this looks like how I've imagined my mind, but how did we both get here like this?"
"I think we're sort of seeing a side effect of you helping me with that final spell I did."
"Force power," Aayla said firmly poking Harry in the shoulder.
"Fine, Force power," Harry gave in, knowing it was pointless to argue. He still thought of them as spells, there just seemed something more directed about that word then simply saying Force power. "I think we're sort of stuck in your mind for now."
"You're stuck in my mind," Aayla said slowly, frowning a little. "Okay, I guess that makes sense?"
It didn't really, but frankly was the only explanation either of them could come up with for what was going on here, and there were worse place they could be stuck anyway.
"So," Aayla said after a moment. "Want me to show you around?"
"Sure," Harry said with a shrug seeing no reason not to simply look around his friend's mind. "It might be a good idea to test your defenses too, there have to be Dark Jedi or other people who might be able to get into your mind here."
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