A Trip In The Neighborhood: A Stargate:SG-1 and Harry Potter Crossover
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe
By dslguy14
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate or Harry Potter
Authors note: I will try to make the next chapter mainly from sg-1's POV (Point Of View)
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The computer had found a hit on one of the gate addresses that Colonel Jack O'Neil had entered when he had the knowledge of the ancients.
As the seventh chevron locked, Colonel Jack O'Neil and the rest of SG-1 stepped through the stargate.
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Dumbledore sighed. It had been a long day with the attack on the Ministry, the battle with Voldemort...
He leaned back in his chair and tried to figure out what he was looking at. Days ago, deep in the Hogwarts dungeon, he had found a device. Roughly 10 feet tall and circular, it also had an altar of some kind that was covered in strange symblols, as were the edges of the circular object. Naturally, he had Severus and Miravena to help him figure it out.
"Here, headmaster, drink this" Snape said, offering Dumbledore a goblet of what appeared to be an inky-black cup of potion.
"The Languages potion, I trust?"
"Yes, Headmaster"
The Languages potion was a potion developed to make the drinker understand any language on earth (A/N yes, I know, on EARTH, but they think that that is just an expression)
After swallowing the potion, Dumbledore looked back at the artifact. Nothing. He couldn't understand a word of it.
"I believe it did not work"
McGonagall stared. Snape openly looked at Dumbledore in disbelief.
"But... How?," McGonagall sputtered, openly flustered. "That potion always works on any language"
"I do not see how this could be, Headmaster" Snape said in his curt way "I correctly brewed the potion, I..."
He was interrupted by something humming.
The artifact.
An inner circle started to turn and some of the seven triangles on the edges seemed to "lock" on certain symbols. After seven symbols were selected, the wormhole was engaged. Blue light spilled out from the artifact, clearly illuminating the spare dungeon room where Dumbledore had set up the artifact.
Suddenly, four people stepped through the artifatct. Three men, one with a golden emblem on his head, and one woman. They were all dressed in what Dumbledore recognized as American militay fatiuges, and all carrying weapons. Dumbledore recognized one of the weapons that the one of the men was carrying as a P-90 Submachine gun from his expertise in Muggle weaponry.
:Voldemort?: Dumbledore thought wearily :Maybe, but just to be sure...:
Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore drew their wands.
"Stupefy!," Three voices shouted, in unison.
The two men and the woman crumpled and fell to he floor immediately. The only one left was the man with the golden emblem on his forehead. He swung his weapon, apparently a metal covered staff, at Dumbledore. He fired.
"Protego!" Dumbledore deflected the energy back onto the man with the gold emblem, and he hit the ground, a smoking hole in his shoulder.
McGonagall was panting slightly, as was Snape, but Dumbledore looked calm and unfazed.
"Expilarmus" Dumbledore said, just as a precaution.
The metal-pcovered staff, two models of what looked like snakes curled up,and the P-90 flew torwrd Dumbledore and landed at his feet.
"Who were these people, Albus?"
"I do not know, Miravena"
"However," Dumbledore glanced at the artifact just in time to see it disengage. "They seem to have come from that thing"
"Headmaster"
"Yes, Severus?"
Dumbledore was distracted, thinking about the enormity of the situation. Somone had breached Hogwarts security. This was not possible. The founders had set up the wards and charms themselves! He pulled himself back to the present.
"The security of the castle could be at stake. I suggest we post a guard aroud this..." - he waved torward the artifact - "...thing 24 hours a day"
"Albus, look!"
McGonagall pointed to the floor near Dumbledore's feet. Two of what looked like some sort of snake-weapons were there, clearly thrown there by Dumbledore's Disarming Charm.
"So," Dumbledore said, "Voldemort may be involved after all"
Conjuring up four stretchers out of thin air, Dumbledore loaded the strangers onto them.
"Severus" he said, "Could you alert Poppy that we have four people, Stunned, for her to take care of"
"Of course, Headmaster," he said, then swept away, out of the dungeons
"Miravena, could you please alert the Order that we have four people that need guards in the Hogwarts hospital wing?"
"Yes, right away, Albus," McGonagall said, then went to alert the Order.
Conjuring a box, he Summoned the weapons of the strangers and placed them in the box and took the box with him, under his arm, as he guided the strangers up to the hospital wing.
He was going to find out what they were doing in his school.
***
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-Dslguy14
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe
By dslguy14
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate or Harry Potter
Authors note: I will try to make the next chapter mainly from sg-1's POV (Point Of View)
***
The computer had found a hit on one of the gate addresses that Colonel Jack O'Neil had entered when he had the knowledge of the ancients.
As the seventh chevron locked, Colonel Jack O'Neil and the rest of SG-1 stepped through the stargate.
***
Dumbledore sighed. It had been a long day with the attack on the Ministry, the battle with Voldemort...
He leaned back in his chair and tried to figure out what he was looking at. Days ago, deep in the Hogwarts dungeon, he had found a device. Roughly 10 feet tall and circular, it also had an altar of some kind that was covered in strange symblols, as were the edges of the circular object. Naturally, he had Severus and Miravena to help him figure it out.
"Here, headmaster, drink this" Snape said, offering Dumbledore a goblet of what appeared to be an inky-black cup of potion.
"The Languages potion, I trust?"
"Yes, Headmaster"
The Languages potion was a potion developed to make the drinker understand any language on earth (A/N yes, I know, on EARTH, but they think that that is just an expression)
After swallowing the potion, Dumbledore looked back at the artifact. Nothing. He couldn't understand a word of it.
"I believe it did not work"
McGonagall stared. Snape openly looked at Dumbledore in disbelief.
"But... How?," McGonagall sputtered, openly flustered. "That potion always works on any language"
"I do not see how this could be, Headmaster" Snape said in his curt way "I correctly brewed the potion, I..."
He was interrupted by something humming.
The artifact.
An inner circle started to turn and some of the seven triangles on the edges seemed to "lock" on certain symbols. After seven symbols were selected, the wormhole was engaged. Blue light spilled out from the artifact, clearly illuminating the spare dungeon room where Dumbledore had set up the artifact.
Suddenly, four people stepped through the artifatct. Three men, one with a golden emblem on his head, and one woman. They were all dressed in what Dumbledore recognized as American militay fatiuges, and all carrying weapons. Dumbledore recognized one of the weapons that the one of the men was carrying as a P-90 Submachine gun from his expertise in Muggle weaponry.
:Voldemort?: Dumbledore thought wearily :Maybe, but just to be sure...:
Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore drew their wands.
"Stupefy!," Three voices shouted, in unison.
The two men and the woman crumpled and fell to he floor immediately. The only one left was the man with the golden emblem on his forehead. He swung his weapon, apparently a metal covered staff, at Dumbledore. He fired.
"Protego!" Dumbledore deflected the energy back onto the man with the gold emblem, and he hit the ground, a smoking hole in his shoulder.
McGonagall was panting slightly, as was Snape, but Dumbledore looked calm and unfazed.
"Expilarmus" Dumbledore said, just as a precaution.
The metal-pcovered staff, two models of what looked like snakes curled up,and the P-90 flew torwrd Dumbledore and landed at his feet.
"Who were these people, Albus?"
"I do not know, Miravena"
"However," Dumbledore glanced at the artifact just in time to see it disengage. "They seem to have come from that thing"
"Headmaster"
"Yes, Severus?"
Dumbledore was distracted, thinking about the enormity of the situation. Somone had breached Hogwarts security. This was not possible. The founders had set up the wards and charms themselves! He pulled himself back to the present.
"The security of the castle could be at stake. I suggest we post a guard aroud this..." - he waved torward the artifact - "...thing 24 hours a day"
"Albus, look!"
McGonagall pointed to the floor near Dumbledore's feet. Two of what looked like some sort of snake-weapons were there, clearly thrown there by Dumbledore's Disarming Charm.
"So," Dumbledore said, "Voldemort may be involved after all"
Conjuring up four stretchers out of thin air, Dumbledore loaded the strangers onto them.
"Severus" he said, "Could you alert Poppy that we have four people, Stunned, for her to take care of"
"Of course, Headmaster," he said, then swept away, out of the dungeons
"Miravena, could you please alert the Order that we have four people that need guards in the Hogwarts hospital wing?"
"Yes, right away, Albus," McGonagall said, then went to alert the Order.
Conjuring a box, he Summoned the weapons of the strangers and placed them in the box and took the box with him, under his arm, as he guided the strangers up to the hospital wing.
He was going to find out what they were doing in his school.
***
Click that lil' button that says "Go" and tell me what you think! Please?
-Dslguy14
