Fighting the Gods

by phoenix catcher

Ryver/Michael Mentions of . Alteran:Harry. Clone:Harry Ryver . Harry must face the Galaxy and try to rebuild the strength of the Great Races while caring for his twin brother who has their destiny on Earth on his shoulders.

26. Into a Life of Magic

Fighting the Gods

A/N: Before anyone can comment I am introducing Ryver Potter (spoken like driver but without the 'D') partly because I like that name but mainly because having Harry think about himself as Harry while looking at Harry and addressing said Harry as Harry is really confusing (see what I mean) whether to you readers but also to me. So everyone meet Ryver, Ryver meet everyone.

Chapter 26; Into a life of Magic

Heathrow Airport

Harry was starting to feel like somebody with Multi-personality disorder. It was a disease he had witnessed amongst the Melatai and a rare result of the war. He had so many names that he thought it was only tempting fate that he'd use the wrong one somewhere and it would get him into trouble. There was Harry, the Tok'ra host and Ambassador to the Tau'ri and member of the Great Races and their treaty with the Goa'uld system lords. Then there was Kel'ac, member of the Tok'ra, Mage of the Melatai - though that was really both of them, and finally Kelvin Simmons, abandoned child from America and first year student of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

And that wasn't even counting Harry Potter, the name he was born to but that now belonged to his clone who was just as real as himself. Either way it was Kelvin Simmons who stood with a bag of clothing over his back. He wasn't going to risk carrying anything Alteran with him since it was just asking to be noticed but he had set the Aevis to follow his position on the sensors and await his orders. He'd fashioned a muggle pen with a small implant that he could trigger that would send to him his TDS and with that all of his little gadgets.

Harry was glancing around the group of people standing just outside of the arrivals gate in Terminal Two for this Groundskeeper who should be holding his plaque and was rather shocked when a two and a half metre tall, he hesitated to use the term, human was seen pushing through the crowd waving a sheet of cardboard over his head which Harry could just about make out said Simmons on it. He made his way over and called out to get the man's attention.

"Hagrid?" Harry asked and was sorely tempted to hit the man to get his attention. "Hello?" The man was still staring over his head at those coming out of the arrivals door.

"Hagrid!" Another voice made Hagrid jump around and face off to Harry's right where a boy just shorter than Harry stood.

"What is it, 'arry?" Hagrid asked.

This 'arry just pointed in Harry's direction and Hagrid looked to Harry for the first time.

"Blimy, didn't see ya there." Hagrid apologised. "You Kelvin Simmons?"

"That would be me." Harry nodded as he shifted his bag further up on his shoulder. "You must be Hagrid?"

"That's me!" Hagrid told him before taking Harry's hand and shaking it firmly. "This 'ere's Harry Potter."

"I've already told you to call me Ryver, Hagrid. Nice to meet you, Kelvin." His clone told him. Harry couldn't help but stare at his copy. Apart from the scar on his forehead and rather more unruly hair on his head. Harry was glad that years in space and in artificial environments had changed his features so much. That and his extensive training had left it's mark though it was mainly physical it was more in his confidence. Harry, looking at his clone, didn't know what to feel. He felt that he should be his brother but he also felt that he had betrayed him somehow. He hadn't had such a dangerous life but maybe if Harry had found him sooner he could have taken him with him and given him a more interesting life than at an orphanage. "You ok, Kelvin?"

Harry jolted back to reality and nodded with a smile. "Eh…sorry. Just thinking and you can call me Kel, I don't really like Kelvin. It's nice to meet you too…uh…Ryver. That's an unusual name. Didn't Hagrid call you Harry?"

"Uh, yeah. I haven't used Harry in years ever since my friend at home started calling my Ryver. I don't really answer to Harry anymore." Ryver told him and Harry felt himself smiling slightly as his personality disorder settled into a more normal level.

"Right then, let's get a move on." Hagrid announced before heading off through the crowd giving Ryver and Harry a path to follow before the crowd could close back in.

"Where are we going, Hagrid?" Ryver asked.

"To London, of course." Hagrid answered without glancing back at the two jogging children. Harry laughed to his clone in amusement and his clone laughed too.

"I meant how are we getting there!" Ryver asked again.

"The tube trains!" Hagrid sounded gleeful. "Professor Dumbledore gave us some Muggle money to use remember, 'arry?"

"Ryver." The british boy corrected with a sigh.

"Muggle money?" Harry asked his clone in confusion.

"Not a clue." His clone shook his head and spoke with a mutter.

They followed Hagrid down the escalators to the Heathrow Express that led to the London tube network and Hagrid stopped at a kiosk and started playing with the money. "Maybe we should do that, Hagrid." Ryver offered while eyeing the man's distrust of the bank notes.

"Don't look at me, I'm American." Harry pointed out, in all honesty he didn't want his clone to realise that he had never used money before.

"Look, give that here, Hagrid. Where are we going?" Ryver took the bundle of money from Hagrid.

"King's Cross." Hagrid told them.

"Three to King's Cross, please." Ryver turned to the man in the kiosk and soon had paid for the three of them. He stared at the money for moment before eyeing his own bag dubiously.

"Why don't I put that in my jacket?" Harry offered and accepted the money without comment and slipped it into the inside pocket of his leather jacket that Graham had brought him as a good luck gift and that he admitted he really liked. They paused at a map to find out their route before finding their platform. They only had to wait for a few minutes but eventually they piled in. Hagrid eyed the seat dubiously before sitting on them.

Harry raised an eyebrow at his clone at the ominous creak from the chairs before sitting himself down opposite the man. The other eleven year old sat next to him.

"So you said you were American, right?"

"Uh, yeah." Harry nodded to his clone. "I take it you're British?"

"Yeah lived down in Cornwall for the last four years but I lived up here beyond that." They talked together for the duration of the four train rides but they never touched on anything serious since Harry didn't want to pry and Ryver obviously didn't want to do the same or go into his own past. Mostly they talked about the fact that neither of them really had a clue about this Wizarding World or for that matter why Hagrid looked like a half giant. "Maybe he is." Ryver had commented.

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An hour later

By the time they got off of the train Harry's voice was feeling rather scratchy from all the talking but he no longer thought of his Clone as his Clone, he was more Harry Potter than he was even if he preferred to be called Ryver. Harry wasn't really Harry Potter anymore.

Hagrid disappeared into a rather decrepit looking pub about two hundred metres from the train station and the two friends followed as they walked into a rather dingy pub with a dozen or so patrons that looked like something out of a bad movie. They all wore robes of assorted colour and condition.

"Definitely Wizards and Witches then. They look just like your parents in our memories." Kel'ac pointed out helpfully.

"Yeah, but look at this place, it looks like it's about to fall apart. Imagine if I let Avaria look like this!" Harry frowned.

"A drink Hagrid?" A stooped man from behind the counter asked their guide.

"Not today, Tom. I'm on official Hogwarts duty." Hagrid puffed up. "Here to escort Mr. Potter to get his school supplies."

"What am I? A power conduit?" Harry asked rather too loudly since Ryver heard him.

"What's a power conduit?" Ryver asked with a frown.

"Ignore me, I've watched too many sci-fi films." Harry told him to cover up his use of a Melatai phrase.

"Or lived them." Kel'ac laughed.

"You're not helping." Harry growled mentally as he was shoved into a wall by an over zealous Wizard that wanted to meet his clone. He had to force himself not to attack the man since without his technology all he could do was show his Mage or Ascended powers and neither would be looked on kindly here.

"Well if you power a Plasma Ball and kill one they might all just faint." Kel'ac laughed proving that Harry hadn't thought the previous thought silently.

Harry made his way to the back door passing Hagrid on the way who was trying to free Ryver from the mass of people. They eventually managed to meet up in the alley behind the building and Harry noted the lack of anything but brick walls and dustbins. There wasn't any technology of any kind in this area for him to sense and it irritated him after so long onboard spaceships where everything called out to him. Here it was unnaturally silent.

"You going to get that a lot?" Harry asked.

"I don't know!" Ryver told him with a confused look. "What was that about?"

"Anyone that sees that scar of yours is going to react like that, 'arry…uh…Ryver." Harry didn't miss the fact that Hagrid had dodged the question. Ryver reached up to flatten his hair over his scar. Harry took pity on him and reached into his bag and pulled out a baseball cap that was brand new. He tossed it to Ryver with a raised eyebrow.

Ryver frowned at the new state of the cap but grinned at Harry all the same as he tugged it over his head and more importantly his scar. "That rather suits you, Ryver. Keep it. I've got another."

"You sure?" Ryver asked him.

"Sure." Harry nodded. "Now where to Hagrid?"

Instead of answering Hagrid pulled out a previously unseen pink umbrella and tapped three of the stones on the wall. Harry memorised them and watched as the bricks folded backwards into the wall to reveal an archway onto a long paved street milling with people. An unnaturally bright sun shone down on the street bathing it in a warm glow. "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

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Two hours later

After hours of trekking through the shops and after a run in with another eleven year old that had insulted Harry as soon as he had found at that he was 'Muggle-born', Harry was extremely bored and rather tired. He'd been on a night-cycle on board the Constellation before using the Aevis to travel to Earth and unfortunately that had coincided with the arrival of night here. He'd then not been able to sleep on the ridiculously slow transports that the Tau'ri called Jets and was now living out another day in England. He was glad that he had Kel'ac to suppress his urges to sleep so that they wouldn't get what Graham had called Jet Lag.

Ryver had gotten himself a messenger owl with his money from his Wizarding Vault and even though he'd offered Harry something he had refused. In honesty Harry couldn't afford to have a pet on Earth since he didn't know what sort of times he'd be leaving or for how long each trip would be.

There last stop of the day was Ollivander's Wands and this was what Harry wanted to see the most, the chance of getting one of the focus' for study would make this excursion worth while. As they walked in they were greeted by an empty shop and after a while Hagrid sat on a small chair by the window to wait. Harry wandered off to look at the small boxes staked on the walls and was the only one that didn't jump when an old man greeted Ryver from the shadows behind the counter. Harry's ascended senses had noticed the man as soon as he had come through a hidden doorway there.

Harry felt something strange reach out from the old man that reminded him of his magic and as it searched over Ryver's own magic, Harry got worried. "Kel'ac, can you completely suppress my ascended powers and replace the voids with my Mage ones?"

He didn't really need to say the whole thing since as soon as he had felt the magic, his symbiote had deduced the same thing. Instantly Kel'ac began locking away every part of his ascended powers and pushing his Mage powers to the fore. Harry glanced down at his hand when he noticed it was tingling and saw a white glow surrounding it. He frowned before concentrating on helping Kel'ac suppress the powers which obviously didn't like being hidden away and eventually the glow faded just as Ollivander turned his attention to him.

Harry felt magic sweep over him and brush against his Mage powers before withdrawing. Harry realised that in his struggle to change his powers he had completely missed a whole twenty minutes of their time and Ryver's wand selection. He'd have to be more careful in future.

They spent another twenty minutes searching for a wand for Harry and all the while Ollivander was growing more excited as Ryver and Harry grew more impatient. Finally the old man came out of the back holding a rather dusty box. He pulled out the wand and handed it to Kel who took it and as soon as his fingers closed around it he felt a wave of warmth spread through him and a rather shocked cry from Kel'ac.

"It's drawing on your Mage powers and Ascended Powers!" Kel'ac told him in awe and Harry smiled.

"I've been wondering about that wand." Ollivander told him. "In all my years it hasn't even made a partial reaction to any Wizard or Witch. One of my predecessors made it and if he even knew what was inside it he didn't write it anywhere. The wood is Lignum Vitae, ten inches but the core is unknown."

Harry made a mental note to scan it on the Constellation the next time he was there. They paid for their wands and left the shop. Harry tucked his wand into his jacket pocket for safe keeping and lugged his shopping down the street wishing all the time for his TDS so he could just stick this all away. "I wouldn't be too sure of that, we don't know how this magical stuff will react to deatomisation and reconstitution." Kel'ac pointed out as Harry broadcast his thoughts again.

"Good point, I'll have to sample it with something I don't mind losing, better check that with beaming technology as well. Hell with any type of transport. No wonder these Wizard's are so technologically backwards." Harry laughed out loud.

"You ok?" Ryver asked him in concern, "You were a complete blank back there for a while."

"Was I?" Harry feigned ignorance to his twenty minute struggle with his magic and powers. "Sorry, just trying to sort all of this out. I didn't have a home a month ago and now I'm on the other side of the planet with bags full of magical things and a wand to go with it. It's rather overwhelming."

"Tell me about it? At least nobodies staring at you!" Ryver sighed and Harry took pity on him.

"Want me to do something utterly ridiculous to draw the attention away?" Harry offered.

Ryver laughed weakly. "Nah, sorry, it wouldn't be that bad if I knew what they were all staring at me for but Hagrid keeps avoiding the question."

"I noticed." Harry told him. "How about once we're along we look through some of this library of books and see if they've got anything useful in them?"

"You're going to help?" Ryver asked in astonishment.

"Of course." Harry looked offended. "You're the only person I know in three thousand miles. You think I want you to be miserable?" Harry left out the other reason he didn't want Ryver to be miserable since he felt that it was entirely his own fault.

"Thanks." Ryver smiled.

Harry nudged him with a bag laden hand just as they walked into the Leaky Cauldron again. "No problem. Just remember me when you suddenly want to be rich and famous."

This did make Ryver laugh and Harry felt his own smile spread. In that moment he decided that someday he'd show Ryver what the Galaxy really had to offer. A future so far beyond these Wizards and Witches and their magic.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Leaky Cauldron; 1st September…just

"Can you still not sleep?" Ryver asked Harry with a rather explosive sigh.

Harry almost rolled his eyes, he would easily be able to fall asleep if it wasn't for the fact that he knew that Ryver wanted to talk but couldn't start and with his sympathy for his clone that should have had a better life Harry couldn't stand by and leave him to stew in his own pain.

They'd become fast friends and Harry had almost been able to forget that Ryver was his clone and was in fact just another human Wizard. They'd discovered that Ryver's parents, for with Kel'ac memories Harry didn't view James and Lily as his parents that much any more, had been murdered by a powerful Wizard called He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and that after a strange magical accident the murderer had been killed. That unfortunately Harry could remember until the point where the curse actually struck him which told neither he nor Kel'ac anything useful though he made no mention this to Ryver.

Ryver had told him about his few memories with the Dursleys and about that fateful holiday to Cornwall when Ryver had woken up on his own on a beach with no recollection than speaking to a snake named Kel'ac. He said that he'd dropped that part of the story after people at the orphanage had treated him as insane. Harry and Kel'ac were rather concerned that Ryver could remember that much but it was just lucky that he didn't remember everything.

Supposedly, Ryver had found his way to the nearest town and after nobody tried to claim him he was taken to the nearest orphanage where he'd lived alone for the last four years with his best friend Michael who had dubbed him Ryver from a fantasy story about heros and evil men that the two had created together. Harry had smiled at the fact that Ryver had had one thing that he didn't, a friend his own age. He told a rather delightful story about locking all of the doors in the orphanage one day after trying to run from the orphanage's bully. He'd hidden in a closet and wished that the door lock wasn't broken and the next thing he knew it was working and not only that, it had locked. It was only later that he realised that every door across the building had locked too, even the ones without locks.

Harry had asked why, if he could remember his name, they couldn't find god parents for him to go to and according to Ryver there were no records with his name on and the authorities had decided that he had bumped his head and come up with the name along with the story about a talking snake called Kel'ac. The tale went on to tell him that a professor called Professor Sprout had been sent to the orphanage on his birthday to talk to the matron about his coming to the school and since his parents had paid for it when he was born, the matron couldn't really stop him.

Harry could see that the one thing that Ryver missed from the orphanage was his friend Michael but Harry knew that somebody with Ryver's fame would easily make friends though he'd have to be careful that they actually wanted to be friends and not just be in the spot light. Harry decided to try to help him with that, having Kel'ac memories and indeed the Tok'ra spy himself made it rather easy to determine peoples intentions.

Harry in turn told him a rather basic version of his homelessness in Colorado Springs and that his parents had abandoned him there when he was seven after they'd found out about that strange things happened around him. He'd lived on his own for three years before meeting Graham Simmons who had become a friend to him and had put him in contact with Professor McGonagall so he could come to Hogwarts. Technically it was close to the truth, he had been abandoned by his relatives at seven and then lived on his own, albeit during training on another planet and then in a space cruiser and he had met Graham about a year ago.

"No, I can't." Harry told Ryver returning to the matter at hand before rolling over to face him. "What time is it?"

"Nearly two I think." Ryver told him from the darkness on the other bed.

"Why can't you sleep?" Harry finally asked after another five minutes of silence.

"I'm worried about tomorrow." Ryver told him honestly.

"Finally!" Kel'ac rejoiced.

"Be quiet Kel'ac, it's not his fault he's scared of opening up to people." Harry admonished his symbiote before swinging his feet over the edge of the bed. The magic in the room made it slightly chilly against his bare skin especially after years of artificial environment but he coped. One of the advantages of being blended with Kel'ac, he wasn't bothered by the cold as much. "Why are you worried?"

"You read what's in those books about me!" Ryver propped himself up on his elbows and Harry could tell just how much Ryver had been wriggling around uncomfortably by the fact that his duvet only fell down to just under his ribs. Harry was once again shocked by how skinny the boy was. With Kel'ac monitoring his every consumption and bringing his body to the peak of it's efficiency his muscle tone and form differed greatly from Ryver. Whereas you could make out the defined muscles in Harry's chest and abdomen, Ryver's ribs were clearly visible and his arms weaker than Harry's, though it was obvious that Ryver hadn't completely abandoned exercise. "How am I supposed to live up to that?"

"Why would you want to?" Harry asked him. Ryver flopped backwards and stared up at the ceiling. Harry grudgingly got out of the bed and crossed the two metres before sitting at Ryver's side. "If I've learnt anything in my years it's to never try to live up to people's expectations. They've written all this about you, that you some powerful god in a child's body who will save them all one day from some unknown threat but they don't even know that you were neglected by your own blood, abandoned in the middle of nowhere and raised in an orphanage with barely enough to keep you going. If anything they have a lot to live up to especially since nobody decided to find you in all these years. If you're so important to their survival then they are the ones failing to do what they are supposed to."

"So you think I should just ignore them?" Ryver turned his eyes and met Harry's identical ones.

"I think that you should do exactly that. That's what I plan on doing, living for myself and only myself." Harry admitted. "If they want more from me then they'll just have to wait in vain."

"But all those books seemed to think that I was destined for some great task that only I can do!" Ryver told him before rubbing his forehead with his hands. Harry reached out and firmly gripped Ryver's hands in his own.

"Screw that!" Harry told him using a term he had hear Graham use several times. Jack's normal choice of curse words weren't really suitable for eleven year olds. "I don't even believe in destiny. They'll only claim it is your destiny if they are too scared to do it themselves and if they are ready to dump all of that on you then they deserve everything that is coming to them."

"Yeah, you're right." Ryver twisted his own hand to grip Harry's hand in return as he smiled properly for the first time since reading their history books.

"If you ever think you're in over you head though you can always come to me." Harry told him in a subtle suggestion that he'd bail Ryver out if it came to it even if he had to use the Aevis, Constellation or even the Astari to do it. "No matter what you can always come talk to me."

"You sure?" Ryver asked. "I mean this is my problem."

"Sod that." Harry laughed remembering one of Jack's phrases that weren't too bad. He thought it had to do with being polite to Chronos back in the negotiations. "You're the first friend my age I've had for years. I want to be there to help you!"

"Thanks. What if we're in different houses?" Ryver frowned.

"I don't care about houses, I'm American, I'll be on my own anyway." Harry laughed before letting go of Ryver's hand knocking out his other elbow making him fall back onto the pillow and then swatted him on the chest. "Get some sleep already, you're knackering me out and I want to be in tip top shape tomorrow so that I can glare at all the gits on the train!"

Ryver laughed but it was only another few minutes before Harry heard his breathing even out and he let Kel'ac slow his body to enter sleep.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

King's Cross

"You'd think that Hagrid or Tom would have told us how to get onto the platform would you?" Harry muttered just loud enough for Ryver to hear. Ryver chuckled lightly but he was obviously still nervous. Harry gripped the shorter boy's shoulder gently to calm him before letting go so he could push his trolley that held his trunk. Ryver pushed a similar one with an identical trunk but also a cage perched on top with his snowy owl, Hedwig. She was very possessive over Ryver and had bitten Tom twice in the last week though she seemed to love Harry without a care in the world.

"So how do we get in?" Ryver asked again as they reached platforms nine and ten.

"Well, logically nine and three-quarters would sit between platforms nine and ten." Harry muttered. "Then again this is the Wizarding World and for all we know you have to use that toilet over the to gain entry."

"You don't actually think…" Ryver trailed off as he eyed the toilet in question before starting to laugh. "I could just imagine that Malfoy kid going into a stall there with his nose halfway to the ceiling in disgust. Harry had to laugh at this as well but he stopped as he heard a woman's voice.

"What was the platform again, Percy?" She asked rather loudly.

"Platform nine and three quarters." A tall boy announced with a prime tone.

"So much for secrecy." Harry muttered and Ryver seemed to agree with him.

"Of course, of course!" The woman smiled around her at the group of children. There was the Percy boy who looked about fifteen and then two twins of about thirteen which probably left the shorter boy as a first year by the look on his face and then a small girl that didn't look as old as Harry and Ryver and was probably too young for Hogwarts.

"Should we ask her?" Ryver asked.

"You want to?" Harry asked. "I'd rather just copy what they do."

"Good point." Ryver agreed. They watched as the woman looked around one last time before telling her son to 'go first.' They both watched as the boy turned and ran straight through the wall that split the two platforms apart. Harry immediately reached out with his ascended powers. He could sense the light fittings, the trains, the timing boards, even the mobile phone that a passing man was talking on but there was nothing in that wall. Not even electrical wiring.

"Right you two next." The woman announced next and the twins rushed through the wall. The woman glanced around one last time as if looking for somebody and in that instant something clicked in his mind. She obviously had at least three older boys at Hogwarts and a new one to go and from what he knew of his own parents' schooling, she had probably gone too. That left only one reason for her rather loud question about the platform and her frequent searches for somebody. She was looking for somebody who didn't know the way.

Harry grabbed Ryver's arm and tugged him behind another pillar as she looked their way and by the time he had looked around the corner again she, and her last two children, had vanished through the wall.

"What was that for?" Ryver frowned at him.

"She was looking for us." Harry pointed out before explaining his reasoning to Harry.

"So…?" Ryver asked.

"You want to be manipulated into who you meet first and who guided your first steps into the Wizarding World?" Harry asked. "I mean if Hagrid's blatant love of the headmaster and everything to do with Gryffindor isn't enough she was just way to obvious. I don't like be manipulated, I'd rather work out my opinions myself."

"Good point." Ryver muttered.

"Of course it is!" Harry grinned inanely even as he ignored Kel'ac comment that he was sounding a tad like Jack. "Let's go before we miss the train."

They easily got through the barrier after seeing three students doing it before them and after an instant they found that instead of the diesel train waiting patiently to travel North to Ipswitch there was a bright red steam train puffing away with a fury. Children in black robes filled the platform as they said their farewells. Harry instantly turned to the left where there was a slight easing in the crowd and headed for an open door on the train's fourth carriage. He peered inside and found it empty so turned to his trolley. Together they managed to discard their trolleys but Harry didn't want to show his beyond eleven year old strength by hoisting his trunk the two feet to the train door on his own. So between the two they wrestled Ryver's trunk in through the door just before the two red-headed twins from before appeared beside them.

"Need a hand there?" They asked in unison. Harry blinked as he kicked Ryver's trunk further into the train as Ryver accepted their help. Harry jumped into the train and took Hedwig from Ryver and stashed her on a seat. With the twins' help they got both trunks stowed in the over head baskets.

"George…"

"…and Fred Weasley…"

"…at your service." They said one after the other with outstretched hands.

"Kel Simmons." Harry introduced himself as he shook, who he thought was, George's hand.

"Ryver Potter." Ryver introduced himself and Harry saw the exact instant where both sets of eyes flickered to where the baseball cap still hid Ryver's scar even as they frowned at the name.

"We thought you two might be brothers." Fred told them with a shrug. "Aren't you Harry Potter?"

"Not that we know of." Ryver laughed choosing to ignore their sudden change of attitude. Harry kept wisely silent. "And I suppose I am but I just prefer Ryver."

"Right, best be going!" George announced and they both hopped off of the train. Harry walked up and shut the door firmly before locking it soundly.

"Do you think I'll always get that reaction?" Ryver asked as he slowly took a seat.

"No idea. Probably." Harry told him. "Think of it this way, it's a good way to tell apart the Wizarding children from the newbies like me. Just keep confusing them by calling yourself Ryver."

Ryver rewarded his words with a small smile and Harry took his seat ignoring everything outside as he stretched out his feet and focused inwards though he did notice that Ryver was listening to the mass of people outside of his window. "Good thing you don't have that scar." Kel'ac pointed out.

"I know, I was thinking that earlier. Obviously there is a resemblance between us that I didn't see but hopefully everyone will shrug it off like those two did." Harry pointed out.

"Just brush any comments like that aside. Don't deny them violently otherwise people will think you are hiding something."

"I am though." Harry almost chuckled.They chatted about other matters to do with Harry's chosen personality before the door to the corridor slid open with a snick and the red-headed first year from before poked his head in.

"Um…is it alright if I share this one with you." The boy asked. "Only everywhere else is full."

"Sure." Ryver nodded without glancing at Harry. Harry stood to help the boy lift his trunk into the overhead storage. The boy thanked him before looking at Ryver.

"I'm Ron Weasley." The boy introduced him.

"The twins' brother."

"Yes, Kel'ac, because I didn't work that one out." Harry snorted mentally.

"Harry Potter, but call me Ryver." Ryver introduced himself automatically and as Ron's eyes went wide as he shook Ryver's hand, Harry couldn't help but think that he needed to teach Ryver to introduce himself as just Ryver and never Harry Potter. Ron slunk into the seat opposite Ryver, which had actually been Harry's seat and ignored Harry's annoyed sigh as he took the seat beside Ryver.

"So, you're really the Harry Potter?" Harry snorted at Ron's rather stupid question but the red-head didn't even glance in his direction. "Only I thought that George and Fred were making it up, they do that a lot." Ryver wisely kept quiet as he extricated his hand from Ron's. "Do you really have the…you know?"

"I'm quite sure he doesn't know actually." Harry snapped less than politely.

Ron glanced at him before swallowing loudly. "The scar." Ryver lifted his baseball cap off of his head and lifted his flattened fringe. "Blimy…that's where, you know…he…"

"And that's enough of that conversation." Harry announced as he stood and crossed the compartment. He lifted Ron by grabbing his upper arms before the boy could realise what was happening enough to react and proceeded to twist them both around so that he could force the boy into the seat on the far side of the compartment opposite Ryver and he reclaimed his own seat directly in front of his friend. He sent a smirk at Ryver before claiming his discarded cap and planted it over his own head just as the train pulled out of the station.

Ryver nudged his foot and Harry glanced up at his grateful smile before returning it with a small one of his own. He pulled the front of the cap down over his eyes just as Ron stood again with a red face that Harry could sense in his movements more than see. Harry took his last obnoxious move by slipping down in his seat and placing his crossed feet on the seat next to Ryver's side just as Ron was about to sit there to resume his conversation. Ryver was effectively cut off from the compartment by Harry's legs and Ron couldn't sit next to Ryver in any way. Harry smirked from under the cap at Ron's exasperated sigh before the seat on the other side of his feet to Ryver sagged as the boy sat on it.

It wasn't another twenty seconds before Ryver took pity on the red-head and started up a conversation about Hogwarts with the evidently more knowledgeable boy which Harry only listened to with half an ear. Ron might have annoyed him with his rather rude and thoughtless questions about You-know-who's attempt on Ryver and his own life but he was still probably a good kid and was an untapped source of information that it wouldn't be prudent to ignore. Information was information no matter the container his Mage trainers had always told them before telling them very little and sending them into skirmishes.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Harry spent most of the day planning with Kel'ac within his mind ignoring the majority of the people that passed the cabin door and ignoring Ryver and Ron who chatted inanely about anything. Ron wasn't so bad after all it turned out although he still seemed rather starstruck with Ryver's fame and was trying extra hard to become Ryver's friend. Harry decided to let him figuring that he could always beam the boy somewhere between the Milky Way and Ida galaxies if he hurt Ryver. Harry knew that even though he liked having Ryver as a friend, Ryver wasn't a two thousand year old Tok'ra and was still an eleven year old boy and he'd need friends around him that wouldn't vanish at random times like Harry might have to.

Other than that Harry and Ryver's personalities were not identical and chances were that they would end up in different houses once they reached Hogwarts and Ryver would make new friends anyway whereas Harry wasn't worried about making friends as long as he could get to know Ryver and keep him safe.

The door slid open just as it was beginning to get dark outside of the train and a young girl bustled in with a rather proper air that Harry almost laughed at as he remembered some of the expressions that Maybourne had used in their encounters before. "Have you seen a toad?"

Harry snorted in amusement as he titled his, or rather Ryver's, baseball cap further back onto his head. Ryver quelled his sarcastic comment with a look and Harry let it slide. "Sorry, no we haven't."

"Oh right, it's just a boy called Neville has lost one." She told him. "My name's Hermione Granger."

"Ron Weasley." Ron grumbled around a mouthful of pastry left from lunch a few hours ago. Harry gave him a scathing look of disgust that he realised was mirrored on Hermione's face.

"Kel Simmons." Harry told her before placing his feet back onto the chair next to Harry, inadvertently protecting Ryver again though he was just being lazy and elusive.

"He's Harry Potter." Ron blurted out making Harry glance up and glare at him.

"Ryver Potter." Ryver countered but smiled at Hermione though the look faded at her next set of words.

"I've read all about you, you're in 'A history of Britain', 'Greatest Wizards of the twentieth century' and 'Greatest magical feats in history.'" She blurted out. "I've read all of my course books and I've even tried a few spells and they've all worked for me. Look I'll show you."

"Does she really think we're interested?" Harry muttered to Kel'ac.

"Harry is." Kel'ac pointed out and indeed the boy was interested in anything magical. Harry felt his legs being pushed rather unceremoniously from the seat and onto the floor and Hermione sat their before pulling her wand and pointing it straight at Ryver's nose. Harry almost sent a Plasma ball at her and was even tempted to blast her with lightning before he realised that she was aiming her wand at the tape that held Ryver's glassed together.

"Occulus Repairo!" She announced and the tape vanished leaving a perfect set of glasses. Harry sniggered at the spell since compared to magic that could level cities it was nothing. Then again it was more than he could do at the moment. He had planned to start his learning as soon as he had his texts but he had decided to enjoy his time with Ryver instead. Also he was more interested in the theory behind the spells so that he could learn how it worked rather than the spells themselves. What was the point in using a wand to stun somebody when he could just shoot them with a Zat'nik'tel?

She left several minutes after that after commenting that they would be there soon and would need to change. "How could she possible know that?" Ron asked and Harry rolled his eyes.

"She probably asked the driver, she struck me as the type to want to know everything." Harry pointed out before standing and stretching his joints. He turned to he trunk and while standing on his seat he flipped it open and began pulling out his school robes that he found utterly pointless for anything but uniformity between the students.

"She'll probably be a Ravenclaw." Ron told him. "What house do you think you'll be in, Ryver?"

"I don't know, I'd like to be in Gryffindor." Ryver muttered as he copied Harry's motions and pulled out his own clothing just as Harry locked the door and pulled the blinds so they could change into their full uniforms in privacy.

"I'll be in Gryffindor!" Ron announced. "My family has always been in Gryffindor."

"What about you, Kel?" Ryver asked bringing him into the conversation for the first time in hours. Harry turned to face him after pulling off his jacket and shirt in one movement baring his well toned chest to a shocked Ron who still had a lot of his baby fat. Really the three of them couldn't be anymore different in shape if they tried. Harry was toned and well cared for whilst Ryver was skinny and obviously less than his proper height whilst Ron was rather chubby for his age and showed signs of being pampered with love and stuffed with food though he wasn't really overweight.

"Don't care really." Harry pointed out. "The lessons are the same no matter the house."

"How can you not care about what house you'll be in?" Ron gasped as if this was as bad as a Jaffa refusing to believe the Goa'uld were Gods though that analogy wouldn't mean much to the other two occupants in the room.

Harry shrugged and smirked at Ryver and could see him remembering his words of the night before about only living for himself and not for other peoples expectations. He pulled his white shirt over his head followed by the black robe and busied himself making himself look neat using his reflection in the window to straighten himself out. By the time he had turned back Ryver was wearing identical robes to him but Ron seemed to be wearing second hand robes proving that his family weren't the richest Wizards in the world.

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Hogsmeade Station

"Firs' years, o'er here!" Hagrid's rather distorted version of the English language attracted all three boys' attention as they stepped off of the train and onto the fire-lit station. Harry shrugged at Ryver before heading in that direction following the older students' instructions to leave their luggage on the train. Harry was glad he didn't have anything alien in his trunk since he didn't quite trust people not to search it or transport it via magic which he hadn't tested yet.

"Hagrid!" Ryver greeted with a wide smile up at the two and a half metre tall man. Harry came up on Ryver's side and smiled at the man politely.

"Ha…Ryver, Kelvin." Hagrid beamed at them. "It's good to see you got here ok, I hope you didn't have any trouble finding the platform."

"Nah, Kel worked it out after we saw Ron do it." Ryver told him cheerfully.

"Right then. That's good ta hear!" Hagrid grinned before raising his voice at the assortment of first year students. Harry guessed that there was probably about twenty-five of them. "We all here, good! This way then, follow me and stick close!"

Harry followed Hagrid down through the forest that lined the platform with Ryver at his side and Ron behind them somewhere. They followed a rather derelict path down to the edge of a lake where eight wooden boats waited just on the beach. "No more 'n' four to a boat now." Hagrid ordered before getting into one for himself. Harry got into another with Ryver and Ron behind him and they were soon joined by another boy who was clutching a toad in his hand rather fiercely. Neville, Harry presumed.

The boat trip wasn't that exciting for any of them until they turned a corner and a castle loomed into view. The windows and walls were lit by torches and it held an ancient and majestically air to it. Harry heard the gasps of awe from around him but didn't really feel it himself. Sure the Castle was impressive but for somebody who controlled ships capable of travelling the Galaxies at the push of a button, slipping through Hyperspace in the process, the size of the castle didn't impress him or awe him at all.

He could see why it might differ for planet-bounds like Ryver and Ron though and he kept his sarcastic comments to himself even as Kel'ac liberated a few of them in their joined mind. They pulled into a dark cave at the base of the spit of rock that the castle sat on that overlooked the lake and passed into darkness lit by only a line of torches on the far wall that probably lit a staircase to a door further up the wall. As the boats hit a wooden jetty Harry stepped out and eyed the wood under his feet dubiously. What he wouldn't give for some Carbon-trinium-naquadah alloys right about now or even the more advanced metals of the Astari.

"Right this way then, first years." Hagrid announced before leading the way up some eroded steps and into a tunnel that climbed steadily upwards until they reached a solid wooden door. He walked through it first followed by all the children and Harry glanced around the grass as he stepped out into the open air. A dark forest loomed off in the distance in front of them whereas the main entrance and the lake lay on their right and behind them to their right. The rest of his view was blocked by the massive castle face and a set of open double doors off to the left with a single figure standing there in the glow of the twenty metre high doors.

Hagrid led them across the grass to the woman who Harry recognised as his, and Ryver's, godmother, Professor McGonagall. He gave her the smallest of waves in greeting and her stern face twitched with the smallest of smiles as she looked at him. She was evidently glad that he had arrived safely. Harry didn't miss the fact that she got a wishful look in her eyes as she gazed at Ryver, still at Harry's side, and Harry knew then that she had wanted to take him in but something had stopped her.

"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." She greeted them without smiling before leading them through the doors, which closed soundly behind them, and into the main foyer. "Once you step through these doors you will be sorted into your house whether it be, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Slytherin. While at Hogwarts your house will be you family where your good deeds will gain your house points and your misdeeds will cost them. At the end of the year the points will be tallied and the House with the highest number of points will win the House Cup. Please wait here and tidy yourselves up and I will return to collect you when the time comes."

She walked off through a side door and left them on their own. "So it's true then, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Unlike when Hermione had pointed her wand at Harry, Harry didn't feel like he needed to protect Ryver, he wanted to but even so he couldn't justify killing the platinum haired brat with a Plasma Ball just to satisfy himself. The first years all muttered between themselves and looked at where Ryver stood rather self consciously.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." The boy from the robes store that had insulted Harry's heritage introduced himself formally to Ryver completely ignoring Harry standing at his left elbow and Ron on the other side. "You'll soon realise that some families are better than others." Draco told Ryver glancing at Ron and then at Harry. "I can help you there." He said finally while holding out his hand to Ryver to shake.

Ryver almost glanced at Harry and Harry was pleased to see him make up his own mind instead of looking for help from him. "I think I can tell the right sort myself thank you." Harry smirked in victory and was about to block Ryver from any retribution from the Malfoy boy when his godmother appeared behind Malfoy and tapped him sternly on the shoulder with a roll of parchment.

"Right this way then. In an orderly fashion." She ordered before swinging the doors open that left to what must be the Great Hall. Harry walked in on his own with a pair of girls behind him and Ron and Ryver in front of him and gave the ceiling a cursory glance as he took in the illusion that copied the starry sky over their heads in the same way that his control room windows that looked out at space weren't really windows. She led them right between the four main tables to stand at the front of the hall before a fifth table where all of the adults sat watching them.

Harry studied them all individually looking for threats but found none though he'd make sure to scan them all as soon as he had the technology at hand and he didn't realise that in his assessing he had missed something said by a rather tattered hat in front of him. "When I call your name sit on the stool and place the Sorting Hat on your head. When it calls out your house then please sit there." His godmother told everyone.

And so it began, one of the most boring twenty minutes of Harry's life as each child was sorted into a house whether they took half a minute or two minutes it made no different to the decision in the end as the hat called out one of the four houses.

Eventually he watched in satisfaction as Ryver was sorted into Gryffindor, the house of the courageous but foolhardy. His new friend made a point of stating that his name was Ryver and not Harry which made the room burst into mutter though eventually it settled down as Ryver had moved to his new table. Soon after that his own name was called and as he put the hat on Kel'ac called out in alarm.

"We have an intruder." His words were simple since he knew that both Harry and said intruder had heard him. "It's using a chemical imbalance to support itself."

"Block it." Harry said simply knowing that Kel'ac could stop that sort of thing easily.

"Wait!" An unfamiliar voice cried. "If you block me then I cannot sort you into a house and that will look far more suspicious then you having two consciences in the one body."

"Let him speak, Kel'ac." Harry offered graciously. "I'll just fry him if he tries to betray us."

"Looking forward to it." Kel'ac muttered with a mental grin.

"I swear that I never betray the secrets or memories of those that I sort. Not even to the professors here nor the headmaster." The intruder, the hat, told him sincerely. "Now, let's see. I've never had to sort the same person twice before and to add to it we have your rather interesting history. I saw the moment of your split in Harry Potter's mind though he did not witness it himself but I find the secrets you hold far more enlightening then anything I have ever witnessed. Fear not though I won't betray that, you have a much greater destiny I fear than any here and I won't risk that for anybodies curiosity."

"You had better not." Harry warned. "What house?"

"Looking at your history I would definitely say that you have enough ambition to fit into Slytherin, but you don't need to work any longer to achieve your goals, only time will matter. You have shown loyalty to those of the Tau'ri that you have befriended so you have what it takes to become a Hufflepuff though that urge is tempered by your commonsense which wouldn't allow you to risk the lives of many for the one." The hat told Harry who sat silently listening to the words. "Gryffindor embodies the courage that you have shown many times; when you found and saved Kel'ac, when you rescued the Tau'ri numerous times and in your battle against the Goa'uld but you think things through too much to be a true foolhardy Gryffindor. That brings us to the reason you are here, you are here to protect your brother but also to learn so that you can better yourself to prepare for your future and that is the perfect embodiment of a Ravenclaw."

"So you think Ravenclaw?" Harry asked. He'd been leaning that way anyway, nobody would look twice at his ambition to learn then.

"I do. But I'd like to give you some advice, Harry Potter is meant for this world far more than Kelvin Simmons. You must let your brother carry out the fate that was meant for you here, I've seen it in his soul. He is meant for this world for the time being but that doesn't mean that you shouldn't tell him the truth about you." The Hat paused before it moved on Harry's head. "Ravenclaw!"

Before Harry could think anything else the hat was lifted from his head and a table was cheering just to his right. His new table.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Monday morning

Kel'ac and Harry woke the next morning to the pleasant dark blue and silver decorated first year boys' dorm. He was up long before the others and after working out the text books that he would need for the day he showered in the rather old fashioned plumbing showers and changed into the school robes. By the time he was ready to leave the other three boys, Terry Boot, Anthony Goldstein and Michael Corner, were just waking up.

Harry retraced his steps through the dark blue and silver common room with its comfy chairs and desks around four large fireplaces and large stain glass windows and through the maze of halls to the Great Hall. It was actually rather easy to navigate the halls since he had two sets of eyes to memorize the layout even though Kel'ac didn't really have eyes in the sense that humans or himself had eyes.

He took a seat about three quarters of the way down the Ravenclaw table and took to studying his timetable again as he ate a small breakfast, exploring the different foods that he hadn't see before.

Harry had Potions first with Hufflepuff. After that was Defence Against The Dark Arts with the Slytherins and then lunch followed by Charms with the Hufflepuffs again and finally Transfiguration with his Godmother and the Gryffindors. He smiled slightly.

'It's a good day for what we want." Kel'ac pointed out.

'But we're only with Ryver for last period.' Harry pointed out before looking over the other days. Wednesday and Friday were identical to Monday except for Wednesday at midnight where they had astronomy with all for houses. Tuesdays and Thursdays again were the same. He had a free first and last with Herbology and History of Magic before and after lunch, both with the Hufflepuffs. 'And I won't see him Tuesday and Thursday at all." Harry told him finding it strange using the names that the Tau'ri had given the days of the week. The Melatai had eight day weeks and completely different names even though most just used the dates rather than the names now.

'But you've probably both got the free periods together.' Kel'ac pointed out. 'Remember you're going to be busy most of the time with more important things then hanging around with Ryver.'

'Yeah I know.' Harry sighed looking up as the apparently filled Great Hall began muttering. He looked up at the doors and saw that Ryver had arrived with Ron at his side. 'It would still be nice to get to know my brother you know.'

'I know.'

"Do you think he remembers any of it?" Harry turned to his left as Michael Corner ask them all a question.

"Who remembers what?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow after swallowing the food he had begun to eat rather mechanically.

"Harry Potter of course." Michael told him looking as if he was wondering how Harry got into Ravenclaw. "Do you think he remembers You-know-who? What he looked like?"

Muttering began to spread across the table and even the third year students began to think over the question. Harry snorted in amusement and managed to draw there attention. Harry decided he might as well put them out of their misery. He took a long draft of his strange flavoured juice that he didn't think he'd be saving into his ship's memory banks before looking up at them all.

"Three things." Harry spoke loud enough for them all to hear. "His name is Ryver, not Harry. He said so last night if any of your were paying attention to his words and not his face. Secondly, he was fifteen months old when it happened so use your brains. Lastly I spent second half of the summer with him and if I ever here any of you ask such a question of him again I'll make sure you never bother him again."

Silence greeted his words and Harry realised that his audience had grown large enough that his words had spread to the nearest part of the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables. He met all of their eyes with a small glint courtesy of Kel'ac who could have simply made his eyes glow golden if it wouldn't have given half of them heart attacks.

Harry stood and lifted his shoulder bag onto his shoulder before stepping over his bench and walking confidently from the hall. 'Congratulations on your new reputation.' Kel'ac laughed at him.

'I know but I have to start somewhere.' Harry shrugged mentally. Harry was about to turn down into the dungeons where the prefect had told him the Potions lab was when he heard footsteps behind him. He paused and felt a hand close over his upper left arm.

"Why did you do that?" Ryver's familiar voice spoke up. "They're all talking about you as well now."

"Did you hear what my roommates wanted to ask you?" Harry turned to face the slightly shorter boy.

"No." Ryver shook his head slightly.

"They wanted to know if you remembered what You-Know-Who looked like." Harry gritted his teeth. "I didn't want them asking that sort of question of you when you've only just found out about it. They're idiots and if they can't be at least semi-sympathetic I couldn't care less what they think of my attitude."

"Well, thanks." Ryver smiled at him. "I didn't expect anyone to stand up for me like that."

Harry heard the hidden 'here' at the end of the sentence. Obviously him and Michael from the orphanage had stood up for each other. "Like I said, we're friends and it doesn't matter what house we're in. I'll see you in Transfiguration last period."

"Sure." Ryver nodded.

"Just glare at anyone that asks you stupid questions." Harry gave the advice as he turned to walk down the stone steps.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Friday evening

Harry waited until every one of his three dorm mates were sleeping before slipping out of the room fully dressed and with his fashioned pen, probably the most technologically advanced item that the Wizards had ever seen. He brought his Mage powers to bare and turned himself invisible to the naked eye. He slipped out of the common room ignoring the annoyed cry of the portrait of a bespectacled old man that guarded the Ravenclaw House from the other students.

He'd found an old dusty room not far from the Common Room earlier in the week and planned to use it for the first stage of his tests.

Classes had gone well that week, as he had Kel'ac had thought, History of Magic was completely useless and Harry spent the time shifting through vague memories of technologies trying to find answers to any of the numerous problems at hand, the most important of which being the shielding for the Arturus Project and the Cloning problem of the Asgards.

He knew that he'd be lucky to find a solution to the Arturus Project before it's completion in just under two years time but he was holding onto the hope that he'd manage it somehow. The original Ancients didn't have access to the knowledge that he had gained when he ascended even if he could only access small fractions of it and not always when he wanted to.

He'd spent a short amount of time with Ryver and only had to threaten a few Slytherins into silence when it came to mentioning the night of their parent's deaths but apart from that Harry had kept to himself, neither being unfriendly or friendly to anybody except Harry who he also had kind words and a smile for.

Harry entered the room he had chosen and before even fully closing the door he pulled the pen out of his pocket and pressed down on the top and twisted it to activate it. It was actually more complicated than that since it had registered his DNA. He hadn't wanted Ryver or anybody else to grab the pen and try to use it only to have an Ancient piece of technology beamed in front of them.

White light filled the room with more light than was normally necessary to beam down such a small, if not complex, item and when Harry was able to open his eyes again his TDS sat innocently on the floor at his feet.

'What was that?' Kel'ac asked. Harry frowned.

'Maybe some time of interference with the beaming technology.' Harry bent down and picked up the storage device before slipping it onto his hand. He held his hand out palm upwards and pictured his uplink in his mind and was satisfied when the small cylinder materialised there for him to grasp hold of. He entered the relays in the device and instantly his mind felt the presence of the Aevis clamouring for his attention, mostly small reports of satellite movements and similar things but one communication signal had been received a day ago.

He'd had to fashion something that wasn't obviously technology that could alert him to messages and emergencies. He had been blind to the Galaxy for the last two weeks and it wasn't good for his position. At least Thor and Simmons knew where he had vanished to and either could contact him relatively easily though he wouldn't appreciate being beamed up onto the Baliskner by Thor in the middle of Potions or Charms.

'Do you think it's clever to beam us up to the ship after that disturbance?' Kel'ac asked.

'The TDS is just as complex as we are and it is perfectly fine.' Harry pointed out logically. 'Besides the Aevis tells me that it only had to increase the power output to make a satisfactory lock. Once the TDS was in transit the disturbance wasn't a problem.'

'The school wards?' Kel'ac suggested.

'Maybe, but it might just be the amount of magic in the air.' Harry shrugged before pulling out a piece of paper that he had placed a few pointless spells on so that it was in fact magical. He wanted to know the effect of beaming something that had magic on it like his wand which was sitting under his pillow on his bed. He activated the beaming device in the Aevis and felt slightly more of a disorienting feeling as he vanished in a bright white light that shone from the windows before the room was empty except for his footprints in the dust.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Aevis

It always surprised Harry when he beamed himself into the Aevis since he had to appear in a seated position and his muscles always contested the change weight distribution since they hadn't moved their themselves. He was used to it normally but he could feel the increased power that the Aevis had had to use to lock onto him in Hogwarts and then transport him through the interference.

Harry collapsed backwards into the seat and the back rose to push him upwards again as he tapped a side button. He leaned forwards and pull out a side screen from the wall cavity and lifted a screen. It looked less than technological but the communication screen was only two millimetres thick and contained the sensors required to show his own image to those he spoke to. He opened the communication with his fingers on the screen rather than his mind as he normally did preferring the feeling of technology under his fingertips after his two weeks in the magical world which barely used metals let alone science.

An unfamiliar face appeared on his screen but a flashing icon in the corner told him that the message had been sent with the Melatai Council's encryption codes.

"Mage Kel'ac, this is a secure communication, nobody outside of the Council are aware of this communication apart from myself. I am Captain Dridar of the Destroyer Vanguard." The man told him. "I was sent into the outer limits to send this message so that the Tollan satellites would be unable to intercept it."

This was definitely interesting, what did the Melatai Council want to tell him that they didn't want the Tollans to know?

'Two Goa'uld Ha'taks entered the Tollan's designated entry route of our space exactly six hours before this message was sent. The first was running from the second however when they entered orbit above Tollana a Death Glider escaped from the fleeing Ha'tak before both were destroyed. A single Goa'uld was found in the Death Glider and his host pled for help when he was detained by the Tollan security forces." Dridar continued. "Upon hearing that the Tollan's had initiated Triad the Melatai Council requested that the Goa'uld be handed over to them but the Tollan's refused and forbid our ships to enter their designated space within our own territory. Just before I was dispatched in the hopes of gaining your aid, it was discovered that the Tau'ri had been brought into the Triad as the host's representatives and that the Nox had been contacted and a representative sent as the deciding vote."

"Oh dear." Harry muttered to himself. The message had arrive twenty four hours ago so he was already pushing it to get there in time. Making a snap decision he sent an order to the Constellation to cloak and travel to Tollana. He'd have to go a different route, every minute would count and the quickest route would be through the Tau'ri Stargate. Before he left however he wanted an update.

He established a subspace communication with the Melatai Destroyer and was pleased when a rather flustered looking Captain Dridar appeared on the screen. "Captain Dridar."

"Mage Kel'ac!" Dridar smiled with relief. "Councillor Curtis assured me that you would contact us back."

"I apologise for my lateness but I was out of communication range of my ship." Harry told him. "What is the latest on the situation?"

"The Goa'uld representative arrived eighteen hours ago, a Goa'uld called Zipacna, and they had been in Triad on and off since then. Two Tau'ri humans called Jack O'Neill and Daniel Jackson are representing the host." Dridar told him. "Melatai Prime reported an approaching Goa'uld Ha'tak on long range sensors."

"What does the Council intend to do once it enters the outer markers?" Harry asked.

"If it drops from Hyperspace and follows the Tollan entry route then nothing." Dridar told them. "We can't risk an incident with the Tollans when their weapons are defending Melatai Prime while the majority of our fleet is occupied. The Tollans have assured us that they are in no risk and want to continue with Triad and see the verdict carried out."

"Idiots!" Harry swore in Alteran and the Captain raised his eyebrows at him. "Captain Dridar, my Cruiser is already in Hyperspace but wont drop out until it is in orbit around Tollana. Return to Melatai Prime and inform the Council that I will deal with this threat if I feel that either the Melatai or the idiotic Tollans are at risk."

"The council had hoped you would be able to help but were unsure if you were permitted to attack the Goa'uld without provocation." Dridar informed him. "When you did not contact us back the Council tried to pull two Cruisers from the outer marker against Cronus' territory but Cronus' ships have doubled their efforts. We think that this is a precursor to some sort of attack on Tollana."

"Then Cronus is working with whoever is ordering this attack and that can only be Apophis if Zipacna is involved." Harry sighed. "Who is the Goa'uld that crashed on Tollana?"

"A Goa'uld by the name of Klorel, his host is Skaara."

"Return to the Council and assure them that if I can I will prevent this attack and when it fails I will travel to the outer marker and bolster the defences there as long as I remain in Melatai space." Harry told the Captain, his junior in rank.

"Very well, Mage Kel'ac." Dridar turned to signal somebody on his bridge but paused as he turned back. "Thank you."

Harry nodded and cut the link. He concentrated on his TDS and materialised his ATU, his Artificial Tactical Unit, and slipped the metal band around his left wrist when it whined for an instant before rippling into that of a leather band. It was a struggle to discard his Hogwarts robes in the cockpit of the Aevis but his small size meant that it was possible. He opened a small locker on the right and pulled out his white and grey clothing that worked with the ATU, the same that he wore normally around Avertia.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Cheyenne Mountain

Harry appeared in the normal, well for him anyway, flash of white light on the foot of the metal ramp in front of what seemed to be an team of four waiting for permission to go through the open wormhole behind him. Their weapons, and that of the normal Gateroom Guards, were trained on him with military enforced efficiency. Harry gazed out of his hood that dipped down so that they couldn't see his face but he could see them all clearly.

He raised his hands to the sides and the White and Gold formal robes that he had chosen to represent him as an Alteran of the Great Alliance rippled as they flowed around his movement. He gestured with his hands and the guns yanked themselves from the humans' hands though most resisted before he placed them gently at their feet before reaching up and lowering his hood.

He smiled up at them with genuine pleasure before gesturing again like he was lifting and invisible box and their weapons flew up into the air to hover before them. The leader of the team tentatively grabbed his own and the others copied him though they obviously recognised him now and didn't target him. The side door slid open half way and two men ran through. Harry's grin broadened as he noticed General Hammond and Graham Simmons walk through the door and towards him.

"Stand down!" The General ordered though it seemed rather pointless.

"General Hammond, I regret that I can not remain here for the usual courtesies. I'm afraid I must use your gate to travel to the another planet." Harry told him.

Harry knew that the fact that he had a ship capable of Intergalactic travel crossed both their minds but also that they both secretly knew where he had been recently. The General nodded before turning and making a curt gesture at the control room window. A second later the Stargate shut down with a sharp crack.

"Where do you need to go?" Graham asked.

"The Tollan Homeworld. The Tollan council have allowed things to get out of hand." Harry told them. Graham nodded before running to a phone on the wall to give the tech the address to dial. The Stargate began to spin slowly as it locked onto his target.

"SG-1 is there right now." Hammond told him with concern in his voice.

"The Melatai Destroyer's Captain who contacted me tells me that a Goa'uld Ha'tak just entered their scanner's range and the Tollans have ordered the Melatai to stay out of the situation." Harry told them. "I don't intend on listening to the idiots personally."

"I thought that you couldn't attack the Goa'uld?" Hammond asked with a frown.

"Only in Goa'uld space which does cover the majority of this Galaxy but not Melatai space." Harry told them. "They will not be pleased but they will not take retaliatory action in fear of having all of the Ha'taks open to my attacks. I also believe this to be the actions of Apophis in which case the treaty does not apply."

"Why do you believe that?" Hammond asked.

"Zipacna is a known minor Goa'uld of Apophis." Harry shrugged just as the wormhole opened. Harry turned to walk through the Stargate.

"Are you not worried about shields or defences?" Graham asked.

"I already have the encryption key for access to the Tollan Stargate." Harry told him before pulling up his hood to cover his face. "They don't know I stole it though."

He distinctly heard a laugh just before he walked into the event horizon of the wormhole that linked two planets from across the Galaxy.

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Tollana

Harry's greeting was subdued as it always was. A single pair of the Tollana security force stood facing him with their laser incarcerators aimed at him. Harry didn't offer to lower his hood and just kept their gaze as the Stargate shut down.

"Take me to the triad." Harry told them.

"I'm sorry sir, what is your name?" One of them asked. "How did you get our encryptions?"

"I took them." Harry told the man simply.

"You'll have to come with us, Sir, as a security precaution until we can deduce your purpose here." The second told him with a come hither motion of his gun.

"My purpose here is for the asking. I am here to stop this farce of a Triad before the Goa'uld can destroy you." Harry told him. "Take me to the Triad immediately."

Harry knew he was pushing it but there wasn't much that these men could do to him except shoot him which they probably would quite soon if he continued to annoy them but he knew that the Goa'uld obviously hadn't made their move just yet. "The Triad is a closed session. Sir, please surrender yourself."

"I am Ambassador Harry of the Great Races Alliance and you are being set up by Apophis for the simple purpose of your destruction!" Harry snapped before stepping forwards and raising his arms intending to disarm them so he could find SG-1. Before he could do anything though two lances of white light struck out from the two men and flew towards him. He braced himself automatically and spread out his ascended powers. The air around him glowed a fierce white as tendrils of power spread out to slow the projectiles or divert them like he had practiced but instead of the normal reaction his irritation at the Tollans increased his powers and the two lasers were absorbed without effect.

As the light faded Harry made a come hither gesture with his hands more for effect than for need and the two weapons darted from their hands and flew towards him. He caught them both and held them loosely. "You can have these back if you take me to Narim or Omok immediately."

They seemed rather shaky but one of them muttered something about Omok being on Melatai Prime. "We'll summon Narim and he can decide what to do with you, Sir." The other told him.

"You had better hurry or you will be directly responsible for your own destruction." Harry warned.

'That's a bit dramatic.' Kel'ac pointed out.

'Yeah well they are doing it faster now.' Harry laughed mentally. One of the men was speaking into his wrist communicator and not ten seconds later Narim jogged around the corner with two more of the security force tailing him.

"Ambassador Harry." Narim gasped out as he came to a halt. Harry tossed the two weapons to their previous owners and ignored Narim's irritated look that he had disarmed them. "We did not have warning that you were visiting."

"This is not a visit." Harry told him shortly. "You are in imminent danger of letting your self-confidence trigger your own destruction."

"What do you mean?" Narim frowned not liking that Harry was insulting them.

"This Triad is simply a way for Apophis to set you up for invasion." Harry told him.

"We are well defended here. No Goa'uld could possible overcome our Ion Cannons. There is no ship that can." Narim tried to assure him.

"You, Narim, should learn to listen to me. You are not the most advanced race in this galaxy." Harry almost let his Kel'ac take control of his voice but the security forces wouldn't take a liking to the Tok'ra symbiote. "Take me to the Triad immediately or I will simple go there myself."

"The Triad is in recess." Narim told him. "But I will take you to the Tau'ri. But I warn you that the Council is not happy with their conduct as of yet. They have accused the Goa'uld representatives of subterfuge and sabotage."

"Then they at least have some sense!" Harry snapped before walking through the group. Narim caught up to him but dismissed their guard. As soon as they were out of hearing range and they had turned a corner Kel'ac nudged for control and Harry slid to the side to allow it wondering what Kel'ac planned to do.

Instantly Kel'ac rounded on the man and grabbed the front of his shirt and pushed him up against a pillar and clean held the man regardless of the fact he was an eleven year old. "You are a fool Narim to believe that a Goa'uld was help another Goa'uld!" Kel'ac snarled and Harry's eyes glowed a fierce gold as Narim tensed up. "No Goa'uld would save another unless there was more to gain and your peoples are about to learn that the hard way because you have refused to listen to the Tau'ri, myself but most importantly the race that took you in after you were made homeless by your own stupidity! The Melatai are being besieged by Cronus as we speak and I am wasting my time here saving you. They are losing their lives because you are wasting my time!"

Harry nudged Kel'ac aside and took control, he dropped Narim before gesturing violently with his hand for him to lead the way to SG-1. The walk was taken in silence and Harry walked into the guest quarters with an irritated stride.

"Harry?" Sam frowned as they saw him.

Harry lowered his head and threw a glare at Narim until the man backed out of the room. "Hi guys." Harry greeted with a strained smile.

"What are you doing here and what did you do to Narim?" Daniel asked as he stood from the seat.

"The Melatai requested that I do something about this trap that the Tollans are too blind to see." Harry told them. "Narim is annoyed because Kel'ac just tried to knock some sense into him."

"And Harry should have let me." Kel'ac spoke after taking control again, his eyes glowed again and Jack flinched slightly at the sudden change.

"Talk about split personality." Jack muttered under his breath.

"Thank you for that, Jack." Harry smirked at him. "What is happening?"

"Skaara asked for Triad and the Tollans brought a Goa'uld called Zipacna here to represent Klorel and Skaara requested us. Jack and I are his representatives." Daniel told him. "Lia was brought to mediate."

"The verdict does not matter anymore." Harry told them. "The Triad is a farce created by Apophis to do something. How he plans to overcome the Ion Canon network I still don't know but if he can manage it then the Tollan are in trouble."

"We think that the Jaffa have painted the Cannons so that they can take them out all at once." Sam told him.

"Painted?" Harry frowned.

"Marking them with a signal in order to lock onto them." Sam explained.

"Taking them all out in one strike would require a completely new weapon and a new Ha'tak design but it would leave the Tollan open to attack." Harry sighed.

"What about the Melatai?" Daniel frowned. "Can't they counter a single Ha'tak?"

"Easily unless it has some strange new weapon. The problem is that the Melatai are in the middle of a massive conflict on their borders to Cronus' territory. He is pushing into their space and it is taking every ship under their control to counter it. The rest of the borders are currently undefended." Harry sighed. "They asked me to deal with it."

"Can you do that?" Daniel frowned. "Interfere I mean?"

"The treaty does not protect the Goa'uld System Lords in space not their own." Teal'c informed them.

"Also I believe that it is Apophis doing this." Harry told them. "In which case he is not part of the treaty any longer. His exile from the joint System Lords nullified his position in the treaty."

Narim entered the room and Harry cast him an irritated glare before ignoring him. "The Triad is about to begin again. Colonel, Doctor, if you would follow me?"

Harry caught Teal'c by the arm as he went to leave. "You're planning something aren't you?"

"I had planned to enlist Lia's aid to hide one of the Ion Cannons from the Goa'uld. It would only require one Canon to destroy a Ha'tak." Teal'c told him. Harry thought for a moment and was about to agree when he felt a twinge at the corner of his mind. He grinned slightly before materialising his uplink and finding the Constellation on the other end as it told him that it was in orbit.

"Do not involve her. My Cruiser is in orbit and soon will be over this exact position." Harry told him. "I intend to let Apophis do as he intends and take the first strike to try to knock the Tollans off of their pedestal."

Teal'c watched him silently for a moment before nodding. Harry concentrated for a few more moments on his uplink and found that the Ha'tak had just dropped from Hyperspace ten minutes away at sub-light speed. Harry ordered the Constellation to enter the atmosphere and raise its shields though he didn't bring it out of it's cloak.

"The Ha'tak is ten minutes away, we should go warn the Tollans." Harry sighed not looking forward to it. He led the way through the halls retracing his steps to the entrance to this particular drab concrete block. The Tollans had a habit of building out of concrete regardless of the metals that could be used for much nicer construction like the Melatai buildings.

He walked up to two patrolling security personnel only present because of their guests and their proximity to the Stargate and waved them to pay attention. He explained the Ha'tak to them and listened in as they consulted with their orbital sensor command. They heard Narim's voice come back after a pause and were told to meet him at the entrance to the Triad building.

Narim was waiting anxiously at the doorway when Harry, Sam and Teal'c arrived and Harry sent the man a smirk from under his hood as he led them inside. Harry looked over his shoulder as his Tok'ra Alteran induced above human senses felt a slight increase in the pressure. Evidence of the Constellation's arrival above them and the ship's shields pushing air in front of it.

Harry followed them inside and through into the Triad room where one of the Counsellors, Travell, sat on a raised desk. Jack and Daniel turned to look at them as did Lia who grinned happily as she saw Harry's white and gold clad person. Zipacna sneered at them.

"Narim!" Travell stood up. "What is the meaning in this? You know that Triad is held as a closed session."

Harry ignored her and bowed at the waist to Lia who stood up and made her way to him. "Harry, I did not expect to see you here though it warms my heart to see you again."

"It's a pleasure, Lia." Harry turned to take in Zipacna. "For the most part."

"Tok'ra scum!" Zipacna scowled obviously realising who he was but then equally realising that he was necessarily unarmed and unable to take the opportunity to kill him. He clenched his fists as if tempted to physically attack him.

Narim saw this and endeavoured to bring the conversation back on track. "Your eminence, please adjust your viewer to the orbital observatory."

Travell sat in her chair and tapped on the desk and a screen popped up from the desk. On it Harry could clearly see the shape of a Goa'uld Ha'tak settling into orbit even through the back of the screen.

"Explain." Travell ordered Zipacna in a calm voice.

"My vessel comes in anticipation of our victory in Triad. It is merely coming to take us aboard." Zipacna told them as if it was the most obvious thing on Tollana.

A small argument ensued but Harry was looking at Lia who had an amused look on her face. She was well aware of what was happening. The Nox would not have sent a representative to Tollana and in front of a Goa'uld without checking the situation out first. They could just as easily access the information from the Asgard network of satellites as Harry could and would easily know that a Ha'tak was travelling to Tollana.

"If our intentions were hostile, we would have attacked already." Zipacna said smoothly, the distortion in his voice barely audible.

"So you say." Harry almost sighed as Kel'ac seized control knowing better than to refuse him.

"Even so," Travell interrupted him and Harry was glad that he could stop Kel'ac from summoning a plasma ball and obliterating the oblivious woman. "Your ship's arrival is premature and in violation of Tollan space. I must warn you, that if your ship moves any closer before the conclusion of Triad, our automated defence system will destroy it."

'Not if there isn't anything left of them.' Harry muttered in their mind.

"The Goa'uld rest our case and are prepared to vote and therefore Triad is over." Zipacna countered.

"Triad is over when all parties agree, Lord Zipacna." Travell told him before turning to Jack and Daniel. "Do the human archons have any further arguments?"

"Nope. I think the Goa'uld made our case for us quite nicely." Jack smirked while pointing at the screen. Daniel glanced at Harry remembering his words about outcome being irrelevant and voiced his agreement.

"Nox Archon?" Travell asked.

"Are you prepared?" Lia asked quietly to Harry and Harry barely realised that her voice was inside his head and not outside of it. Harry bowed to her to show he was and she turned back to the room. "Yes." She told them simply.

"Then bring in the seekers." Travell announced and through a side door two security personnel and Skaara walked through the door. Harry for the first time in public that day on Tollana lowered his hood as Skaara looked at him. Skaara was much older than Harry remembered but then again so was Harry who had been eight when he had been tortured and left with them in the cages on Chulak. Skaara though was easily an older teenager now. Skaara managed a weak smile at the sight of him and Harry nodded at him to show he was there to help.

"Klorel and Skaara, can you both hear the Triad's ruling?" Travell asked as Skaara stopped in the stand in the centre of them room facing her.

"Yes, your eminence." Skaara said and Harry almost winced at the sound of his voice, shy and lacking the confidence. He was so used to not being able to voice his words.

A change overcame him and he drew himself up. Harry flinched so violently that Sam and Teal'c looked at him warily. "I can." Klorel spoke form Skaara's body and Harry almost materialised his uplink and beamed him up onto the Constellation.

"Human Archons, may we hear your vote?" Travell asked.

"We find in favour of Skaara." Daniel told her simply and the Councillor smiled at him.

"Goa'uld Archon?" She asked looking at Zipacna.

"In favour of Klorel." Harry glanced at Jack as he heard whispering but ignored it for more of Jacks inane comments.

"Nox Archon?" Travell asked. Harry knew that Lia would actually vote fairly but she also knew that voting for Klorel was now pointless and whereas Harry was sure she would have anyway his presence there made it certain since Lia knew that Harry wouldn't abide by the Triad's ruling and would separate Host from Goa'uld before the Tollans could stop him.

"After careful consideration, I believe that both Klorel and Skaara have the right to live. But living as a host with no will of one's own is not life, therefore only one may remain in the body. To that end, I award priority to the original owner of the body." Lia glanced at Harry empthasising the fact that she had stated that they both had a right to live. "Skaara." She cast her vote officially.

"Yes!" Jack almost jumped for joy at the announcement before turning on Zipacna. "Now get that mothership outta here!"

"We will summon the Tok'ra to come to Tollana to assist in the removal of the Goa'uld Klorel. He will be removed from the host and if he survives, will be sent to the Goa'uld world of his choice." Travell decreed a light flashed on Skaara's chest plate and it settled to blue and Skaara was officially in charge of his own body. "I have locked the detachment device. Skaara, you have priority control until the Goa'uld is removed. Prepare yourself. The Tok'ra will arrive as soon as possible. And congratulations."

"Do not trouble the Tok'ra. I shall deal with the removal." Harry spoke up and stepped into the centre of the room. "Skaara, go with Daniel for the time being."

Skaara cast him a look before turning to Travell. "Thank you." He told her before moving towards Daniel.

Travell looked at the Goa'uld representative. "Lord Zipacna, you are dismissed…with our thanks."

Zipacna nodded as Travell stood but then he suddenly stood with a subspace communicator in his hand. Harry almost snarled as the Goa'uld spoke an order to attack into it. Harry's hand was moving even as Jack tackled the Goa'uld onto the ground even though Jack didn't know what had been done. A TP-1 materialised in his hand and he grabbed the handle as a single bullet was loaded into the chamber. He took aim just as Zipacna stood and fired. Teal'c had been about to knock the Goa'uld out when the bullet impacted with the Goa'uld's forehead and killed both Host and Goa'uld instantly. Harry felt sorry for the host but knew that Zipacna was old and that there would be very little host mind left.

Everyone looked at him in shock especially Travell and Narim who had no idea how he had gotten a weapon passed their security sensors. He felt a twinge in his mind as he placed the small rapid fire hand gun back into the TDS and turned to look at Travell.

"The Ha'tak is targeting your Ion Cannons." Harry told her. "For an instantaneous strike on all positions."

Harry pulled up his hood and bowed to Lia before following Narim and Travell out onto the courtyard where panic was overcoming everyone. As they watched dozens of lines of orange came down out of the sky across the vista and a second later simultaneous blast rocked the area as each of the targeted Ion Cannons were destroyed.

"How's your technology looking now?" Jack rounded on Narim. "Security system serving you pretty good, is it?"

"The Ion cannons?" Daniel gasped.

"Destroyed, all of them." Harry told them calmly and ignored their shocked looks at his calm tone.

"You know I hate it when people waste my time like this." Jack turned on Narim again.

"O'Neil!" Teal'c suddenly called out. "Death Gliders!"

Two low shapes appeared in the sky and began firing on the ground though Harry doubted that they were targeting people yet. They would simply be going for terror rather than death. Harry turned to Lia. "Please, Lia. I must send you where it is safe. I will send Skaara with you."

Lia watched him for a moment. Harry knew that she was perfectly capable of protecting herself, even from Death Gliders but he didn't want her getting hurt. She nodded slowly and Harry materialised his uplink and beamed her and Skaara out and up to the ship making sure to prevent the Constellation on attempting an unsupervised separation.

"Where did you send them?" Jack asked.

"You don't think I would have come without bring some support do you?" Harry asked him before concentrating for an instant on the Constellation. The air not three hundred metres above them rippled as the cloak dropped but the Death Gliders were too close to avoid the huge mile long ship. They smashed into the shields which flared white as they absorbed the twin explosions.

"That's cool." Jack gasped.

A sharp whine filled the air and a series of explosions rippled through the air as blast after blast of orange energy shot from the sky and impacted with the shields but they didn't budge. A higher pitched whine spread through the air and the front of the back two skis glowed brightly before two blue energy balls flew into the sky almost too fast to see. There was a two second pause before a small flash was seen in the sky as the Ha'tak was destroyed.

"Doesn't it only take the Tollan's one shot to destroy a Ha'tak?" Jack asked with a small grin at Harry.

"Are you trying to tease me, Jack?" Harry asked. "The Ion Cannons only have the capacity to fire ten shots before they overload and must be overhauled. The Constellation though takes two shots if I do not overpower the shots but can continuously fire."

"Oh." Jack lost his grin.

"Another oversight in Tollan design." Harry told them with a quick glance at Narim. "Now if you don't mind I have important things to do. I will separate Skaara and Klorel and return him to Abydos after I stop the attack on the Melatai."

Harry said his farewells to SG-1 and even Narim before beaming himself up into the Constellation so he could start with the rest of what needed to be done. SG-1 was left to stare as the black hulled Constellation hummed deeply as it broke away from it's silent hover and up into the air before vanishing into a huge Hyperspace window that triggered alarms across the Tollan city.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

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