"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Symbiote Talking"

'Symbiote Thinking'

-(Scene Change)-

A/N: This is chapter two. First off, no matter what, there will be NO slash, that is confirmed. I don't know if there will be a pairing, but slash will not be part of it. Right now, the time-line is canon, but things might change a tad as time goes on. Oh, btw, I know you can't buy parts of Antarctica, but this is my story so I can...err...twist things to fit my needs a bit. I know a bunch of you have questions about the first chapter, but I can't really answer them without blowing some major plot points, sorry. As for the Latin errors...yes they are going to happen... I don't know a word of Latin, so most of that came from a translator. I should also note that while Alteran is similar to Latin, some words are a bit different. I decided to go with a time-skip here, I figured it would be really boring to write about Harry just getting adjusted to life in the US. I'll explain things as needed hopefully.

This chapter took longer than I intended, though I have to say, I have WAY more ideas for this story than my others. Not sure if that is a good thing or not.

Chapter 2 : Home of the Alteran

-(October 18th 1998 | Location: Colorado Springs : Potter House)-

Harry took a deep breath of the steaming cup of coffee in front of him, relishing the aroma. It had taken a little while, but he had grown incredibly fond of the bitter drink. In fact, he had grown somewhat addicted to it. He hated to admit it, but he was even importing several expensive blends from all over the world. He had the money of course and he figured a few luxuries in life wouldn't kill him. It may sound arrogant, but he thought that he deserved some nice things in life.

He had to admit however, he loved his new house. Sure, it had taken several months to remodel the thing to fit his taste, but when he was done, it was amazing. While the house wasn't rundown my any means, nobody has ever actually lived in it, so it was quite sparse. Most of the house was done in a very warm manner. Warm woods were used throughout the house and comfortable, tasteful furniture was prevalent. It wasn't in your face, but very warm and inviting.

Currently, he was sitting in one of his favorite rooms in his house, the family room. It was decorated in a similar manner to the rest of the house. Wood flooring met rich red walls with a large television off to one side with a leather couch parallel to it. On the table to the side of him was an old Potter book written in what looked like ancient Egyptian. He knew quite a bit of the language from his self-taught warding lessons, but the book was written in a completely different dialect than normal. He was able to read a few words, but most of the meaning escaped him.

Harry gave a content sigh as a he took a sip of his Columbian coffee. It was 9:30 in the morning, and he was awaiting a friend that he had met over the last year that he had gotten along smashingly with. He had met her at the O'Malley's bar a couple weeks after he had arrived and she had been kind enough to give him a "tour" of town so to speak. They had gotten along rather well and she had even helped him pick out some furniture for his house. She was also frighteningly intelligent, one didn't get a PhD in astrophysics by being dumb after all. One of the stranger things was the fact that he was able to hold a conversation with her about her chosen field. He almost cried out in frustration when the conversation turned towards astrophysics and quantum mechanics and he actually knew what she was talking about. Sure he studied some basic physics during his spare time, but nothing on that level. After said conversation, he immediately bought any book he could find on the subjects and found out that while he didn't know all of it, somehow he understood most of even the most complicated of theories. It really was like it was second nature to him. Understanding some of the most complicated subjects was like walking, or breathing. It was something he did without even thinking most of the time.

Anyway, back to the person in question, she was a Captain in the Air Force who did something with the NORAD apparently. Because of her military duty, which was classified for some reason, how secret could deep space radar be anyway, they never did get much time to chat and catch up. Harry was rather touched that she would sacrifice her free time to spend time with him. It was nice to have friends that liked him as a person. She was apparently bringing along her father to introduce to him. It should be interesting to say the least. He had tried to tell her that she should spend her time with her father since she never did get much of a chance with him being a General, but she would hear none of it.

Of course, he let her bring her dad along. He owed the women more than she could ever imagine. Harry was never one to make many friends, his time at the Dursley's and at Hogwarts had left him with less then stellar social skills. To be able to find someone who he genuinely enjoyed spending time with was excellent, especially when it got him to stop thinking about the disaster than wiped out his people.

Little did he know that the seemingly insignificant meeting would change the universe forever.

-(Elsewhere - In a car)-

"Are you sure about this Sam?" 60 year old Jacob Cater, former Air Force Major General and current Tok'ra host asked his daughter with a frown. "I mean, having relations with this...civilian who's more than ten years younger than you"

"There is no "relation" like you're thinking dad" Captain Samantha, Sam as she liked to be called, Carter said with rolled eyes and an edge of annoyance in her voice. "We're just friends, I assure you that. He is a good person with a good head on his shoulders. The Air Force could use more people like him." she finished a bit wistfully. She loved the Air Force without a doubt, but she was often looked at differently because of her intelligence. To be able to speak with someone, even someone so young, who didn't just zone her out was a pleasure.

"If you're sure" Jacob said dubiously as he tilted his head slightly. "Seems a bit dangerous, but I trust you Sam."

Sam almost gave a sigh as she heard this. Sure, she was eternally grateful for the Tok'ra who gave her father his live back, but she wished that he hadn't become so... well, arrogant. It was one thing the Tok'ra shared with the Goa'uld, an arrogance. They might not be evil like the Goa'uld, but like their "cousins" they believed that their way was right and weren't really open to the ideas of others.

"I'm sure dad" Sam said with a smile. "Who knows" she added shrugging slightly. "Maybe you'll even like him."

"Maybe" Jacob said, slightly sarcastically. "He doesn't know what you really do right?"

"Of course not!" Sam said, affronted. She would think that her own father would know better than to question her professionalism, it was insulting. "I would never betray those secrets and you know it!" she said, finishing somewhat angrily, gripping the steering wheel harder. It was a good thing the road was empty, because this action caused her to swerve slightly into the incoming lane.

"Sorry" Jacob said, hanging his head down slightly in shame and shaking his head. "I should know better Sam, I don't have any excuse."

Before Sam could reply, she caught sight of the gate that marked the entrance to the Potter Lands.

"We're here" she said happily, forgetting the tension in the air as she pushed a button on the transmitter to open the gates.

"Swanky place" Jacob remarked as they drove up and he caught sight of the house. It really was quite beautiful, it was done in a Victorian style with two stories and it sat upon a large hill looking over a vast amount of land which was covered by forest and a decent sized lake. "He lives here alone you say?" he asked, a bit shocked a single person could live in such a large home.

"Yes" Sam said nodding with a small frown. "Its pretty sad actually, his parents were murdered when he was one, as soon as he was able to access his finances he bolted from England and came here. He actually said it was one of his families smaller holdings one"

"He comes from money then huh?" Jacob mused as he gazed upon the perfectly manicured landscaping around the house. Just what he needed, a day with an arrogant rich boy. He silent wondered why he had let Sam convince him this would be a good idea.

'Maybe because you could never deny Sam something as trivial as this' the symbiote piped, amused. 'She is her daughter and you would never deny her something that would make her happy if it was within your power.'

"I suppose so" Sam replied, oblivious to the mental conversation going in inside her father as she parked her car in front of a large side garage. "He doesn't talk about it much, it must make him uncomfortable talking about a family he never knew. Could you please not ask him about it?" she asked, pleading a bit.

"Of course, I have some tact" Jacob said with a chuckle. "You know" he added with a look, "You seem to care what I think about him rather a lot considering you aren't dating..." he said, trailing off.

"I just don't want you to kill each other" Sam replied quickly as she got out of the car. She did NOT like that tone, it wasn't that Harry was a bad person, quite the opposite, but he WAS more than a decade younger than she. It would just be...wrong. "He is a lot like you in that when he meets something he doesn't like or doesn't agree with, he'll tackle it head on. Even if it is a person"

"Oh?" Jacob mused as he too removed himself from the vehicle. "I take it back then, I think he'll get along just fine with me and Selmak" he said, chuckling at some unsaid joke as he walked towards the front door.

"I hate it when he does that" Sam muttered to herself as she hurried after he father. "He could at least share the inside joke."

-(Five Minutes Later)-

Harry prided himself on being a rather outgoing person, but even he was a bit uncomfortable with the current atmosphere in the room. He had no clue what to say, his people skills were never the best and right now he was drawing a blank. After welcoming the two people into his humble abode, he had taken them into his family room and provided them with some coffee, of which Sam immediately dug into with gusto. He had asked he once about her obsession with his coffee and her response was rather amusing.

"You wouldn't understand until you try the crap they pass off as coffee in the mess hall" she had said blandly, causing Harry to snort into his own cup at the time.

Anyway, her father, Jacob was a rather rigid fellow. He supposed that a life in the Air Force would do that to a person, but it still was a bit awkward to be around him.

"So" Jacob said, breaking the uneasy silence over the room. "Sam tells my you are quite gifted in astrophysics"

"I don't know about gifted" Harry said with a small smile. It was a rather touching thing to say about him, even if he didn't think it was actually HIM doing thinking. "I've done some reading on the subject, its an honor to think she thinks so highly of me." He wasn't kidding when he said he had done reading on the subject. When he had actually gotten into the books, he had found them beyond fascinating and did whatever he could to improve himself at it. Having a science that was more about theories than actual proof and direct observations was amazing and of course, having a person so accredited to bounce ideas off of wasn't a bad thing either.

"You really need to stop downplaying your abilities" Sam said for what felt like the thousandth time. She just didn't understand why he kept being so modest. With brains and resources like his, he could get into any college he wanted to, but he felt perfectly comfortable sitting at home with his high-school diploma for some reason. "Your theories of wormhole physics are revolutionary, if you were to publish a couple papers, the science world could be changed forever." she finished. What she didn't tell him was that those same theories had gone a long was towards her greater understanding the Stargate. The very first time he ran his own theories about wormholes by her had left her speechless. What he described as the most likely effect of what he was describing was almost identical to the Stargate. It took all her self-control not to blurt out information about the stargate when she had first read it through,

"Like people would read that" Harry said with a snort. "I have absolutely no qualifications, you know people wouldn't bother taking me seriously."

"Why not go to a university then?" Jacob asked, curiously, jumping into the conversation. So far, the young man seemed to have a good head on his shoulders, plus, Selmak was rather curious about him for whatever reason. He really didn't understand some of the idle curiosities of Tok'ra.

"And waste four years of my life?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. "No thanks" he said with a chuckle. "I enjoy learning on my own and just living a peaceful life. I really have no desire to become famous." he said, not voicing the 'again' that came to mind.

"Anyway" Sam cut in, dissolving the current conversation. She had made it her mission to make her friend make something with his life, but now was not the time. "What have you been doing lately?" she asked curiously. She was always interested in hearing his newest projects were. She never knew when he would come up with something that would change the way she saw something.

At this, Harry perked up considerably. "It's actually something really exciting." he explained with a growing smile, getting the old leather bound book from beside him. "This book is something that had been passed down for years in my family" he explained, stoking the book with something akin to affection, not seeing Jacob's widening eyes at seeing the title.

"Thousands of years ago, my family journeyed to Egypt." He said to Sam and the now VERY attentive Tok'ra host. "It was here where they met a so called god, Ra of the Sun. My family on the other hand, did not believe in gods one bit, they led a revolt against Ra and it ended in his defeat." he said, misinterpreting the wide eyed looks on their face as one of fascination. While, they were fascinated to be sure, but they were far more worried about the possible leak of the greatest secret in the US.

"Anyway" Harry continued. "From what I can tell from their accounts, my family overthrew Ra by taking his "magic" as they called it and using it against him along with their own powers. Ra and his forces, called serpent carriers by my family, then fled into something that I can't quite translate." He said, his brows creasing slightly. "It said something about a gate, my closest translation came up with something akin to "heavens gate" which I think is incorrect, but it is the best thing I have. Anyway, after this, it is said that my family buried the gate and then departed back to their native lands." he finished with a wistful look on his face. Even though the story was almost without a doubt false, it made him feel better to have some kind of family history to hold onto.

While Harry was having his moment of family pride, his two guests were having very different feelings. A civilian, granted a freakishly smart one, but a civilian one the less knew about the Goa'uld and the stargate. This did not bode well.

"Ugh, my stomach is acting up again" Jacob said suddenly, gripping said area as he doubled over. "Sam, could you come and help me find that medication, I can't remember where I put it." he asked, trying his best to sound miserable.

"Sure dad" Sam said quickly, catching on to the intention, it wasn't hard to after all. "Sorry" she said to Harry as she gave a small smile. "We'll be right back, we didn't think it would flare up which we were here."

"No problem" Harry replied quickly. He wouldn't want the older man to hurt himself after all. For a former general, he looked rather sickly.

"Thank you" Jacob said sincerely as he and his daughter "hobbled" out the door.

"That was the worst acting job I've ever seen" Sam said dryly as they walked towards her car.

"It was the best I could come up with" Jacob said with a grimace. So his acting skills weren't the greatest, it wasn't his fault. "And it did work, besides we have bigger fish to fry." he added, using one of the Earth phases that Selmak just couldn't really understand. What did fried fish have to do with anything?

"Yeah I know" Sam replied, running her hand through her hair. "I don't see how he could possibly know some of these things."

"The cover of that book" Jacob said with a frown. "The title was in an old dialect of Goa'uld, it said 'The Death of a God.' If I had to guess, I would say it was written by a scribe of Ra shortly after his downfall. Just the fact that he was able to translate some of the book is troubling in itself. The language deviates enough from ancient Egyptian enough that they shouldn't even be comparable to reach the level of translation he has gotten to."

"Yeah" Sam replied with a grave nod. "Talks about a gate and serpent carriers is far to close to be a coincidence."

"That it is" Jacob agreed, his eyes glossing over slightly, showing he was talking to the Tok'ra inside of him. "Selmak says the Tok'ra don't know the exact reason Ra was overthrown, but it does make sense that an outside force would help. No matter how inept he might have been, there would be no way Ra would be able to be beaten by the Egyptians so easily."

"That still leaves questions unanswered" Sam pointed out as she went into her car to "look" for her father's "medicine." First off, how could such an old book last so long in such good condition it just appeared to be leather and paper, secondly...just who could his ancestors be.

"I don't know Sam" Jacob said, feeling lost. This little fact may have changed everything. To think, there were humans related to this...this boy who overthrew Ra. "There is also the little fact that he said his ancestors took over Ra's "magic" as their own and added it to their own power. I just don't know what this could mean or how it could be possible. We'll have to brief George after this, but for right now we need to just go along with whatever he had planned today. Who knows what this kid might have up his sleeve." he finished morbidly. He didn't know what else to say, even Selmak was stumped. The fact that a group of people had activity caused the downfall of a system lord changed the entire outlook of human history. Just where did these people come from and what kind of technology could they possibly have had?

"I'm sure he's fine dad" Sam said as they walked back towards the house. "Harry is a good kid, besides, something tells me he doesn't totally believe in the story himself."

"Because he doesn't have the full translation yet" Jacob pointed out. "Right now it just seems like religious text, it is only a matter of time before he is able to translate the entire thing if he is half as smart as you say he is."

After this the two walked for a few seconds in silence back to the house.

"We'll just have to wait and see what General Hammond says" Sam said with a tone of finality.

"I suppose" Jacob said dubiously. "The Tok'ra will be interested in him if they find out" he warned his daughter, hoping Selmak didn't take to much offense. "On the bright side" he said, with a small smile "You were right Sam, he is an interesting person" he said as they got to the door.

Sam could only give a sigh and look to the sky before she opened the door and entered back into the house. She was cursing herself. Whey did all this stuff happen to her? Was it to much to ask for to spend some time with some important people without her job popping up? To be able to get away from Goa'uld for just one day?

Little did she know just how far reaching her friendship with a certain Harry Potter would change her life. The trials were just beginning.

Hmmm...shorter than I wanted, but oh well. Well, this was an interesting chapter to write. We are currently on the canon time-line, so this is just after Jacob had become part of the Tok'ra. We see that Sam and Harry know each other and we see that Harry's family have knowledge of the Goa'uld. I wonder how SGC will act when they hear someone knows all about the Goa'uld...sorta anyway. Just to clear a couple of things up, Harry still doesn't understand what is happening to his mind. His Alteran heritage is coming into effect, which is why he understands the high level sciences so easily, it is just natural. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and please leave feedback.