The Atlantian Journey
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or Stargate Atlantis.
Prologue.Harry Potter sat in the chair in Grimwald Place. Thinking about his lost friends, Ron and Hermione, he looked at the mantle of the fireplace. Sitting on it was a wand. The one that had defeated the Dark lord Voldomort. It was the wand of Merlin, the most famous wand in the history of the wizarding world. It was Harry's most treasured artifact belonging. Well thinking about all this an owl swooped in. He took the letter and read it.
Dear Mister Potter,
My name is Elisabeth Weir. I have a very interesting proposition for you. I work for the United States military, although I am a civilian. Meet me at the Leaky Cauldron on September 1st at 9am if you are interested.
Sincerely,
Dr. Elisabeth Weir.
'I'll meet her,' he thought, 'This could be interesting.'