Harry was pulled unceremoniously down a corridor next to Sha're, Jack O'Neill and Emma Granger in front of them. The armored warriors were just careful enough so their clawed gloves didn't cut into them as they were pulled along, how considerate of them to do so. Hands tied, Harry couldn't really do anything and he didn't have his wand as it had been taken away immediately. It didn't take long for the warriors to pull them into a dimly lit cavernous room, all the walls were angled to a single point in the ceiling above. They were forced onto their knees before the warriors marched to niches built into the walls, which had columns built in them as well. Harry looked at Sha're before the female warrior said something.

"Face your God!"

At the far back of the room, a bunch of people walked out of a door. More of the Lotars followed by a bunch of children, ages ranging from around five to at least Harry's age. Then out came two women that barely wore anything over their large busts and their hips, they were wearing nothing but those two items of clothing. They were followed by a man with a helmet that looked like it belonged to a sarcophagus, before the two women put their hands in his own and "guided" him to his throne. A throne that Harry couldn't see because it was so dark in the room, that was until the pharaoh man had come in. The walls had started to move, light pouring into the room to reveal what was inside of it.

The room was something out of an Egyptian throne room, it was like Harry had stepped out of the present and into the past. He looked around in shock before Jack did something stupid and very reckless, he attacked his Lotar guard. The less armored figure was smashed in the gut by Jack's elbow before he grabbed the staff, aiming it at who Harry assumed was Ra. The children instantly stood in front of Ra, causing Jack to have a moment of weakness. Harry heard the Lotar get up and move towards O'Neill but Harry had to do something to help Hermione's Uncle.

Harry twisted himself around as his Magic unfurled within his body like the Basilisk in the chamber of secrets, as Harry's hands lashed out towards the Lotar, the Magic reacted and attacked the Lotar. The helmeted soldier was blasted off his feet into the far wall, yelling in agony as his ribcage was smashed in. Harry's binds cut themselves as his magic pulled the staff into his hands as he primed it, causing it to hiss before he fired off two shots at Ra. The female armored warrior lept in front of the group, as a shield flared to life to disperse the energy blasts Harry had fired. Harry hissed under his breath before he flicked his wrist, magic reacting once more as the children and the armored woman were flung aside as he fired again.

Ra stood up as the blast got closer before he lifted his hand, catching the blast of energy in a golden light that surrounded the blast. Harry blinked, shocked as this turn of events before a fist smashed into his face. One of the Lotars' friends had hit him, and was about to strike again until Harry brought his foot up into his groin. The Lotar collapsed from the agony and as Harry got up to fire at Ra again, white hot pain slashed across his face. Blood poured down his face as he screamed from the pain, the pain going from his left jaw up to the right side of his forehead. Laying on his back, he felt something pound against his scar before something black entered the red of his blood.

"Jaffa, KREE!" Ra shouted as the black stuff oozed out of his scar even more before it formed into a humanoid shape next to Harry's head.

The mass snorted and laughed at the gathered people, pulling more blood out of the slash on Harry's face, "Fools! I am Lord Voldemort! You can not kill me!"

Ra said something back, causing Voldemort to hiss right back, Harry passed out from the pain and the agony of Voldemort using his own blood.

When Harry woke up, he found himself in a bedroom. The curtains were closed and he could hear two feminine voices at the end of the bed, Harry tried to sit up and see who it was. Two hands gently pushed him back down as he saw who it was, it was the two scantily clad women from the throne room of Ra. One had black hair with red eyes and the other had brown hair with blue eyes, both were smiling at him.

"The magic user awakens," The red eyed one said, her skin was a dark tan as she walked her fingers up his chest, "You were quite the shock for Ra, young one."

"I bet I was." Harry hissed, causing both women to look at him in shock, "W-what?"

"You speak the first tongue," The second said, shock filling her voice, "The tongue our ancestors used before they found the Tau'ri."

Harry wasn't sure what she was talking about, he had just imagined them as snakes and suddenly he was speaking another strange language. His mind was taken off of that when the red-eyed woman smashed her lips into his in a searing kiss, as his magic reacted much like Sha're had done. He knew who this woman was, she was the Goa'uld Queen known as Isis and as he pulled the other into a kiss, he knew she was as well. She was Hebe, formerly a Tok'ra but she had been brought back into the fold by Ra. This was going to be so interesting, Harry's finally coherent thought came and went as he started to dominate the two females.

Deeper in the bowels of the ship, Hermione Granger flinched as she had the distinct feeling that Harry was doing something much more adult things than he should be doing. She and her father along with Kawalsky had been in this water prison, the water was up to their chests and it was really uncomfortable. Then she looked up as thumping could be heard above the cell, as the cage door opened and three people were pushed into the water bound cage.

"What in the?" Matthew said before the splashes hit.

Out of the water came the form of Sha're, who was splashing even more because she knew how to swim. Hermione was quick to pull the girl against her and she still didn't calm down.

"Sha're! Calm down, I got you, you can lean against me," Hermione said before Sha're finally calmed down as her Uncle Jack and her mother Emma came out of the water.

"They t-took Harry, Ra took Harry away after they killed that...Demon…" Sha're gasped as the cage door closed.

"Yeah, whatever that thing was," Her Uncle Jack said, looking at them with a haunted look, "apparently Ra knew how to speak in our language and hadn't used it for a long time. He then declared that black thing as a Horcrux, something he said was to split the soul of a person to keep them from going to Sokar. He then used his hand device and tortured the black mass before black rips in the air pulled six objects into the mass. Including some ugly baby thing that made the mass turn into something even worse. Then Ra tortured the thing before having it taken away to somewhere and having the man thing taken away to "punish it for destroying the path of the dead", his words not mine."

Hermione paled as a chill went down her spine at that, "D-did the thing have a name?"

"Yeah," Jack snorted, "Said its name was Voldemort, except that means 'Flight from Death', it didn't know what it was talking about though."