Y/N and the other slaves arrived on Kadavo, landing on the slave processing facility built over a huge crater. He looked around as he was marched off of the ship with the slaves before he was lined up.
As Zygerrian slavers paced around, Y/N was calm as he looked around, his mind noting key points on the outside of the facility, as they were all lined up, when a Zygerrian arrived, with Y/N seeing he was on a levitating throne, they were clearly the foreman. The foreman looked over to Y/N and smirked.
"Ah, Jedi Potter, you're the first wizard I have had the pleasure of entertaining here, though not the first jedi. Welcome to my education centre." The foreman said as Y/N looked him in his eyes. "I should point out that it will not be you who suffers should you defy me."
Y/N watched as six innocents were dropped into the crater below. When Y/N looked up at the foreman he was of half a mind to tear him limb from limb.
2 Days Later:
"Look at you, once a great Jedi, a heroic wizard, slayer of the basilisk, now a common slave." The foreman said as Y/N looked at him. "Back to work!"
Y/N watched a fellow slave be whipped with a holowhip, he went to stop it but was stopped by guards who began to shock him with shock staffs, causing him to fall to the floor in agony.
"Beg me to stop, beg before they die!" The guards said as Y/N looked at the slave being whipped.
"Please, M-master, please don't." Y/N begged. The guards gave the slave one last kick for good measure.
As the guards walked away, Y/N tried to help the slave but they brushed him off.
"You Jedi only make things worse." The slave said as Y/N sighed before returning to work.
As Y/N was working, he could hear screams and see slaves pushing carts full of the dead bodies of other slaves.
"And I thought the Dursley's were bad." Y/N remarked to himself as he continued working, making mental notes of guard movements and timing as he looked for an exit.
Hogwarts:
Hermione was in the Gryffindor common room, her knees tucked into her chest as she sat on the couch with a book floating in front of her.
She was alone, but it felt like there was a presence next to her.
"Hermione."
"Y/N?"
"Tell me you're okay."
"Of course not, I'm...you're not here." Hermione said as she looked around for the source of the voice.
"Force." Y/N answered the question. "Has she hurt you?"
"She's hit me once. Y/N, we need you back you're our only hope." Hermione said as Y/N's voice scoffed.
"No, there's always you Mione. *cough*"
"I love you Y/N, just...come home."
"*Cough* Yeah, I'm planning on it, you just...you stay strong, for me, please." Y/N said.
"I will. I love you so much."
"I love you too." Y/N said before Hermione felt the presence leave.
Hermione looked at a photo of her and Y/N, letting a tear fall down her cheek.
Kadavo:
Y/N was sitting on the hard metal bunk bed, his eyes closed as he meditated, thinking of a way out.
1 and A Half Months Later:
Y/N was working, his legs felt like they were going to give out, his face was covered in soot, mud and blood. One of the sleeves on his jacket was starting to rip slightly.
He had tried to stay strong but he couldn't tell how long he had left in him.
A whip hit him on the back, opening a wound underneath his jacket, Y/N fell to the floor and began to cough as his breath sounded ragged.
"Keep working Scut!" The guard said as Y/N climbed to his feet and continued working. Then a shock staff hit him, causing Y/N to fall to the ground in his weakened state.
"Focus Y/N. Observe around you, and you will find a way out. I you can't out fight them...out think them." A familiar voice said as Y/N stayed down while he was being shocked by the guards. "Don't give up Y/N. She needs you."
Y/N looked up and saw the source of the voice.
"Master?"
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The Wizard From A Galaxy Far Far Away [Year 5] (Male Reader x Hermione Granger)
Fanfiction[STAR WARS X HARRY POTTER CROSSOVER] After realising that he has lost his connection to the force, and a summer spent with Harry trying to do the most basic force exercises, Y/N is now back at the Dursleys again alongside Harry, and the school year...