Gene-splice Harry
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Crossovers: Harry Potter, Stargate SG1, Buffy
Beta by rugoing2writethat (RUG2WT)
Summery: Harry Potter Fifth Year, before summer gets a job. Crossover with SG1 primarily and Buffy in the future, SG1 is a bit ahead by an indeterminable amount of time, however the NID portion is completely AU/OC to SG1.
Warning – H/G possible Harry/Ginny/Female Character, but if so much later
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Chapter3: Secrets Revealed and Phoenixes arrive
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They stayed in the potion's lab for three hours after Harry cast his last spell. They were working on potions in that time and talking. James helped Harry brew a potion and wanted to scan with the equipment in order to find the chemical make up. It was pain reliever potion Harry had taken more than once during his Hogwarts' career. It was an instant aspirin times twelve but only for the pain; it didn't numb feelings or give you a sense of euphoria.
Harry gestures to the potion, "The potion has a shelf life of only a few months. That might be because it needs to be in liquid form and they don't store it in a cool area; magic only does so much for preservation of potions."
James nods very interested, "I think the potion is actually a mix of the chemicals and bioelectrical agents, things that effect what you call magic. I'm recording the energy wavelength to compare it to other known phenomenon. We've learned that most non-living things may have some aura holding their position but it's something of a flat scan."
Harry asks, "Flat scan?"
"Think of measuring the energy in the DNA after it's been separated by weeks rather than hours or even a day. The energy readings start to lessen the moment they are outside the bioelectrical field of the living being. Every living thing has a bioelectric field and I believe you and other magicals are just more present on an electromagnetic spectrum than non magicals. If I'm right I should be able to pick up some reading from the potions that would read almost as though it was a living thing. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I think so, so if you can scan it and tell there's this field, this magic field, with your equipment you'll be able to find other things that are magical?"
"Yes but I'll also be able to compare it and with the chemical make-up readout I'll be able to tell what's in it chemically and recreate it without the magical parts to see if it does the same thing."
Scanning it with the set up James had for bioelectric energies found an osculating low level energy field matrix that was repeating naturally as if on a cycle. It was similar to the way a magnet would register the continual magnetic field. It was as though the potion was alive on some basic bioelectric level. James would be scanning the ingredients individually that night to record them and see if he could form some basis of a hypothesis.
The next morning Harry would return with a load of both over the counter general pain relievers as well as herbal remedies and natural proclivities.
James worked all night and found that the chemical was something that could be produced synthetically but when he did so it lacked the energy that went into it; making the potion himself he was able to do the same exact thing. The energy level was actually higher in his creation than it was in Harry's.
Harry came in with the drugs and a few herbal sublimates that the store pharmacist had recommended when Harry asked. Harry was sure to point out that he wanted only over the counter and preferred one that didn't leave any effect other than relief from pain such as grape seed extract, willow bark (Salix Alba) and Yucca, ibuprofen, aspirin (Cyclobenzaprine), Tylenol and the generic acetaminophen, honey mixed bee venom, and Naproxen.
James was again surprised that he'd not thought of the herbals nor asking the pharmacist. He went about scanning the substances one at a time this was both chemically and the plant make up of any organic portions of the substances. Harry set up the others with cards and set the timer. They watched a DVD that seven episodes of Bewitched. Harry found the entire thing funny.
"You shared with me about your world" James said and shrugged, "I guess it's time to share with you mine. My name wasn't always James Pennington, it used to be Hathaway. I worked for the National Intelligence Directorate, that's part of the government, in the US. You've seen a few spy movies or read books?"
"Nope" Harry said with a grin, "I never had the time as child and when I hit eleven they don't have them in the wizarding world."
"Well you know what MI5 is, like James Bond?"
Harry nodded, "I heard my uncle watching one when I was younger."
"Well MI5, CIA, they're secret service branches of civil service. They're a type of policemen if you will." Harry nodded and James continued. "They do have different jobs and the NID, is usually in charge of overlooking military projects to make sure that they are doing what they are mandated to. This is a good idea on paper but the people running it have long become a bit more corrupt than most of the projects that are being overseen."
Harry nodded, "Corruption is the same anywhere" he said blandly. "A lot of the terrorist that are free now were some that bought their way out of Azkaban."
James nodded and continued his explanation, "So the main project that is a thorn in the NID's side but has the NID as a pain in their neck in return is the SGC."
"What's the SGC?"
"Stargate Command" he said.
Harry blinked.
"Yes exactly, the Stargate was found in Giza, the artifact is used to make stable wormholes you can walk thru it to other worlds. It uses a crude mapping system to pinpoint the constellations that would cross the target destination."
Harry nodded.
"Egypt's gods, Ra, Kronos, Hathor, they were all of a race of aliens that are about this long and snakes, they enter the body and take it over, forcing the host to watch as a bystander as they control the body. They used their advanced tech to be seen as gods until Ra was kicked off Earth about five thousand years ago. The first time they opened the gate they went to a city or planet named Abydos. The planet only had a single city on it so it didn't matter all that much. The people there were descended from slaves of Egypt that Ra had kidnapped before he left. Several others had kidnapped their own and genetically engineered some to serve as soldiers. The soldiers called Jaffa have a pouch and a small Goa'uld that isn't mature enough to take over a host."
"Merlin" Harry said shaking his head, "You've been traveling all over the galaxy?"
"Nope" he shook his head. "That's SGC; they killed Ra and blew up his ship about two and half years ago. About seventeen months later they found that Abydos was not the only planet it could go to. The lead soldier had said he blew up the Stargate on the other side; which shut off any gate travel to that planet, he claimed that Daniel Jackson died. Daniel was an archeologist that showed the soldiers how to use the gate dialing system to get back."
He was smiling a bit but his smile turned grim, "We found out when a Goa'uld named Apophis came thru looking for wives. Get this" he smirked, "his chief enforcer evidently didn't like working for him and when our team got captured dead to rights this chief enforcer kills the guards and helps our team rescue almost a hundred people; he was just going to stay there and die but the team leader asked him to go with him and the guy is on his team now."
"Wait! What about Daniel Jackson?" he asked. "I mean you said they said he died, not that he did!"
"Good lad, he married the chief of the village's daughter, taught them to read and they were the main force behind battling Ra. The nuke he was supposed to use on the Stargate there he used inside the ship. The girl had been a gift and Daniel had only let her stay inside the tent because he thought she would be punished for not pleasing him."
James smirks, "Daniel was a boy scout if there ever was one, at least in moral fiber. He and she eventually fell in love that was before Ra showed up and before they found out how to use the manual method to dial the gate. Apophis took Daniel's wife the same day he'd come thru our gate, they'd found a number of addresses and Daniel and the others were experimenting with the gate to get to other worlds. I don't know his wife's name but she was taken by Apophis to be implanted with a Goa'uld as his wife."
"Did he get her back?"
"Not yet they are searching for her and her brother to free them but they are also fighting the other System Lords; that's what they are called. They still claim godhood." He shook his head.
"I wonder if it was the wizards of the time that kicked off Ra."
"Maybe, but I think they might have just killed him."
At James look Harry shrugs. "We weren't united at the time and we didn't have as much education or kept our powers secret. In fact the way they control the host might be similar in some aspects to the Imperius, I wonder if I could overcome the Goa'uld."
"What do you mean?"
"I was under the Imperius and was able to fight it off fairly quickly. I was just wondering if I could fight off the control from a Goa'uld."
"I don't know, maybe, some hosts seem to have more influence and are able to keep secrets according to Teal'c. They try to say nothing of the host survives but after Kowalski, a soldier that was taken over, we learned that the Goa'uld can leave a poison behind when they leave the body by force. That tells us they don't want the human mind that was able to learn from being a host to share any secrets that the Goa'uld had thought of." He shook his head.
"Back to the topic, the Goa'uld, they have this device they use called a sarcophagus it can heal any wound and even bring people back from the dead so long as they died within the past few hours. The only thing is that if they have brain damage there might be issue with them recalling the detailed memories from their life."
Harry asks, "Really? And that over there…?" he gestures towards the room they'd built.
James nods, "It comes from a similar concept. The outer pieces are replicas of the center piece; the center piece is the prototype component from a sarcophagus. They all thought the node was a useless piece. It didn't seem to be on until I accidentally charged it up. Then it did what it does now. It was only after a bit of experimentation that I realized that it was on full charge and I needed to turn it down for most humans."
"Where did the Goa'uld get it, did they make it?"
"They remade it, I think. They aren't very inventive but the Ancients, the gate-builders are thought of as our fore-bearers and it is believed that the sarcophagus was made by them and was made for their biology. I don't think it was, I think that they had it set to scan and heal the same way I'm doing it now but less complicated. I think that the Goa'uld found a broken one and started to put it together in away that they thought worked. Hell prolonged use that way makes it addictive and fries the brain cells which are what the Goa'uld is, biologically at least."
Harry winces. "Maybe, if you're willing I could come back here with someone that just died and use the healing machine?"
"If you trust them, I ran from the NID when I found out what I could do with it concerning the DNA Retrovirus, the retrovirus was my own creation and design."
He smiles showing some pride in his work and pride in his choice to leave.
"I don't mind helping you out." he told the young man, "At the same time I don't want to be stuck either."
Harry nods, "I will only bring them if I know I can trust them and if I don't trust them then I'll have someone I trust Obliviate them."
James looked confused and Harry, seeing the look explained, "It wipes the memories, safe to do and easy for the last five or so minutes. The more you erase the more skilled you have to be. I can't do it nor do I want to." He shivered.
James laughs and then asks, "There are wizards in the US?"
Harry shrugs, "They have Salem Witches Institute there so I would assume they did, yea."
Shocked James asks, "Salem as in the witch trials?"
Harry smiles slightly, "Most witches just did a freeze flame spell and laughed as the fires tickled them before they'd Disapparated from the inferno." He then smiled sadly and tells him, "It was mostly stupid muggles burning their own."
James shook his head at another historical revelation.
Thinking of the past Harry frowns in thought, "You know… if Egypt had that Stargate you mentioned, I wonder if the Goblins are actually aliens."
Perking up a bit James asks, "Goblins?"
Harry smiled and waved him to follow as he went over to the book shelf and pulled out a history book to show him. As they started to study a bit of the past on goblins Harry was reminded that he still needed to read the wills that belonged to Sirius and his parents.
Picking up the Daily Prophet delivered to the lab Harry read the headlines.
Attack on Bones Manor
Ministerial Candidate Faced He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named & Lives
Harry smiled as he read about Amelia Bones sharing that it was a by-chance thing that she'd had the already used portkey on her still. Evidently she'd used the portkey when she'd had a tad too much to drink and a dear friend (unnamed) had made her the portkey which took her home. The fact that bidirectional portkeys were easier to make was shared in the article and Harry thought it sounded plausible but he was sure it was bullshit as James would say. The fact that Crouch had made the same mistake with the Triwizard Cup, though Harry was fairly sure that they'd have sent his body back to the school via the cup, lent some credence to the story.
It was as though the unnamed source was Albus considering the location she'd landed, the fact that they didn't say it was Albus who made the portkey was the main reason Harry didn't think he had.
What Harry didn't know was that his friend at the ice cream shop had also been accosted and it was done at the same exact time. They thought he'd escaped and Apparated away and that is what the Death Eaters would tell the dark lord.
The Death Eaters that went after Ollivander were never seen again, the same with the second and third team before Voldemort decided not to tickle that sleeping dragon any more. He would let the old man think he had won and go himself after school had started; he might have his Death Eaters attack Hogsmeade right before he did so or break out the rest of his followers.
Tom had planned on doing that prior the school session but decided to it was best to let the failures stew. Tom would recently burst into laughter thinking of the punishment to Lucius, his son having to kill Albus Dumbledore. He was sure Draco would be a dead failure this time next year.
It had taken some time, various samples were collected from different sources which James was sure were not magical, and various DNA samples from animals that were clearly magical before he was relatively sure he'd found the area on the genome that told you if you were magical or not. There were several thousand sequences that would be magical and several million that would not.
Harry had snagged some hair from Petunia's brush as well as from Dudley which had actually helped quite a bit more than just the DNA from the magical creatures. It helped to narrow it down to the baseline muggle DNA that was 'close' to magical. There was still some major assumptions needed to be made in order to be 'sure' but that didn't stop the idea that James might be able to match abilities from witch or wizard to a muggle genetically. Taking it a step further and looking at magical creatures DNA mean that one could possibly match the talents or the control over a talent with a magical creature.
Harry had really helped with the magical animals, the difference between a horse and the magical ones were enough to really help with that but the genes that were wildcards with Harry he set his to match and it was finally done. It had taken seven days to synthesis the retrovirus and he had worked another two retroviruses from the magical creatures for Harry. He was ready.
He held off for four hours after injection and then used the machine. He was surprised when he felt the energy, he had set it to match Harry's energy pattern just in case. Harry had been the one to bring it up he was curious if a muggle could be made magical.
"It looks like the genes took" he said after checking his blood and they went into the lab. He didn't get any response from the wand and sighed with a shrug.
"It might be that you have to wait eleven years to have your magical core stabilize or it might be that the core only stabilizes with the approach and evening out of puberty." Harry said with a shrug. "If you get magic and it needs time to grow then in a few years you'll likely have some accidental magic. Of course you might not; the extreme frustration of growing up might be a cause of it. I mean, you're not an adolescent so you're not prone to temper tantrums."
He smiled slightly, "How could I tell, and does the accidental magic help your core of magic develop?"
"Don't know, there's not a whole lot of scientific study on it. I'll snag a few hairs this school year and send them to you. Just do me a favor and burn them afterwards. They go into Polyjuice easily."
"That potion you took to change your form?" He nodded, "You know that pain relief potion works without the magic but much slower."
"Yea but I think Polyjuice works mostly by magic instead of chemical changes."
Their conversation was cut off by a burst of fire.
"Fawkes" Harry cried out, "Hey there boy, have you got a message from Dumbledore, this is my friend James. James this is Fawkes, he's the one that saved me from the Basilisk in my second year."
James tenderly reached out and stroked the phoenix. "He helped me heal my eyes Fawkes." The bird looked into the boy's eyes and trilled a happy note.
"This is where you got the DNA for the Phoenix?" James asked.
"My wand core is from Fawkes here." He told him and reached out to pet the bird lovingly.
"I wonder if there are any female Phoenixes" James said thinking of the DNA. "Do you know; Fawkes was it?"
The chirping trill was a yes that he knew though it seemed to be laced with amusement.
"You don't suppose you could get me a feather could you, or maybe a claw clipping?"
Fawkes chirped again with wonderful amusement before flashing out and back in with a bluish feather in his beak and mischief in his eyes. Not five seconds later there was a second flame in. This phoenix fire was darker as was the other phoenix. She had a blue plumage with gold trip and green highlights. She was obvious telling off with chirps and trills the smug Fawkes.
Harry laughs, he couldn't help it.
At the laughter the new arrival turns to Harry. Harry reaches out with his arm for the female phoenix to set on. The female phoenix did so and Harry petted her.
"She's very pretty Fawkes, I wish I knew your name. My friend here is working with DNA and asked Fawkes if he could retrieve a sample of a female of his kind. We won't be using it without your permission."
The bird looked at the other male and James nodded. The chirp was most assuredly a yes. James went about putting it into the scanner.
Dear Harry,
If it is convenient to you, I shall call at Number Four Privet Drive, this coming Friday at eleven p.m. to escort you to the Burrow, where you have been invited to spend the remainder of your school holidays.
If you are agreeable, I should also be glad of your assistance in a matter to which I hope to attend on the way to the Burrow. I shall explain this more fully when I see you.
Kindly send your answer by return owl. Hoping to see you this Friday,
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
"Well it looks like our time is going to be cut shorter than I thought; Three more days."
"Did you want to, after I check the DNA try and graph some changes to your own?"
"What have you got so far?"
"Well, I think I got some of the magical aspects down, however as you pointed out to me they likely won't change until the magic charges up or changes in your core."
The darker phoenix chirped and Harry turned. She seemed to want him to if the chirp was any indication. Fawkes seemed to be smug for some reason.
"Alright let's check the DNA and then we can inject it tonight and use the chair tomorrow."
The phoenix was staying with Harry that night, much to James amusement.
The birds were extremely curious about the machine, they chirped with amusement and glee when it was working. The Retrovirus was exactly what James had suspected, the genetics matched both phoenixes.
There wasn't a bit change the next day when he went into the lab.
"I see your friend is still with you?"
"Yes, and she doesn't get spotted easily either so I'm happy. Hedwig seemed pissed at me at first but eventually she and," Harry paused, "Helen here got on great."
"Helen?"
"Helen of Troy?" he said with a grin.
"I like it, beautiful enough to start wars over." He said fondly and the phoenix chirped with agreement and preened. It seemed pride in appearance was one of the phoenix's vices.
"Hedwig thinks she's a bit full of herself but alright for a bird." Harry said with a grin as the said bird pecked his head, though not hard.
James laughed. "Ready for the healing?" he asked.
"Yes let's do it."
James had thrown-away all matching genetics between phoenix and any other bird that wasn't magical, than any other non-magical land animal that didn't match other magical creatures. It still was a large number and so he went thru and checked them all and against Harry's and found that there had been a large number of matches already. The matches that weren't there were either with other magical creatures or not, the ones that were not were the changes that he was seeking. The only match that he didn't change was two genes that matched the dragon, and four genes that matched the fire lizard as Harry had called the salamanders. He wished he had one of those frozen eggs from an ashwinder.
Harry had sent Hedwig to the headmaster with his letter.
Dear Headmaster,
This summer I took a job close to the house on Privet Drive; this has improved my relationship with my relatives. I've stored my magical items out of muggle reach; this has also improved the working relationship with the muggles. I've already informed my boss that I won't be able to continue after Friday so I'll see you when you arrive.
I'd like to also take the time to apologize for thrashing your office. I make no excuse for my actions and I don't blame you for your decision.
The only justification of actions passed need be with one's self and is a matter of personal understanding of your own choices.
There were many factors going into Sirius death, one of them that I hadn't considered until recently, was that if I had informed the order of the vision, you would have known it was the end game and gone en masse to secure the prophecy.
Voldemort would have shown up when he did and attempted to collect the prophecy himself. Mostly likely if I hadn't been there, with what we know of the prophecy, he'd have been successful in his quest to obtain it. He'd have escaped without being seen leading the ministry to believe that he wasn't back and that the order was staging the entire thing.
I bet if I and the others hadn't been there that things would be worse off right now; Voldemort would know the full prophecy and how to get around it. The NCLWTOS part of the prophecy would've told him much more than I think either of us had thought of.
I'm still thinking of what could've happened and I think Sirius died the way he wanted to. I'm however going to study everything I can on the Veil to find out if I can ever get a body back. Sirius deserves to be buried.
Harry Potter
The letter was sent and Harry worked with James the rest of the day. The tingling in his magic was not missed. Harry wondered what it was; his scar had not been tingling at all since the second healing.
