Harry watched with disinterest as SG-1 sat idle in the gate room. O"Neill looked almost as bored as he, rocking back and forth on his heels while, occasionally shooting glances to Jackson and Carter, who were talking about…well to be honest he didn't know. Teal'c just stood there, perhaps leaning a bit harder on his staff than was the norm. The Stargate was grinding away in the background, going through its dialing procedure. For all intents and purposes this was going to be a routine exploratory mission.

So why then was he here with them? Well, truth be told Harry was simply going along to get off world. SG-1 couldn't actually see him, seeing how he was cloaked underneath his Hallow. But why take the gate if he needed to go somewhere? Why not the ship you ask? Well, it was a bit hard to drag a whole ship thru the Quantum Mirror, and stretching expanded pouches would only get you so far. Unlike his verse there was no Bebop here. So this was the only way. The gate activated and SG-1 departed. No one noticed the fifth ripple as he followed behind.

The planet was uninhabited, a green garden world undistinguishable from the countless others in the gate network. The other SG-1 set out after a few, O'Neill still droning on about how his favorite football team lost the night before. The minute they were out of sight Harry began entering his final destination on the DHD. The planet in question held a Goa'uld ship building facility. He couldn't recall which system lord owned it, but it honestly didn't matter.

The Guards around the gate looked at the gate in confusion as it seemingly activated and shut down again. The facility was nestled in the mountains, covered in most parts by thick old growth trees. Several hulls were in various stages of completion, protected from the elements by sitting in massive holes dug into the hard rock.

Harry line of sight apparated to a nearby mountain peak. The wind was howling around him and would further muffle the already quiet pop he produced. Another few years and he'd be able to do it completely silently. The tip was snow-covered, but offered excellent views over the various ships. He identified the most complete looking. From above the pits looked almost like molds from which to build a Mothership around.

Like muffin tins. Yeah, that comparison was kind of weird.

Gangways and catwalks covered the massive superstructures like fine cobwebs. Thousands of slave workers swarmed around, though this particular Ha'tak was practically deserted. Slipping inside proved to be child's play. After locating an acess panel he determined the systems to be operational. In fact the logs showed that the vessel was nearly ready for commissioning, having received its Naquadah power core a few days prior. All it lacked some interior spaces and a compliment of Gliders, neither of which he needed. In other words, it was perfect.

Unfortunately he simply couldn't just walk into the Pel'tak and take off. The reactor was offline and the ship still connected in dozens of locations, receiving its power much like a ship would from a dock. Harry set out to find the engine room. He Imperio'd the Jaffa there and ordered a full boot up for testing purposes. Next Harry placed dozens of Muggle explosive charges on the connection points holding the ship. Technically he could just fly away, but doing so could compromise the hull. The power lines received similar conditioning.

Back inside he stunned the skeleton crew and turned them into pearls. McGonagall always made them turn stuff into pearls. It's like the Woman had a thing for them.

When the sensors showed no more life signs he dumped the brilliant white spheres outside and blew the charges.

The brand spanking new Ha'tak rose out of its cozy looking parking spot and sped off. Harry had to push the engines to full power in order to overcome the gravity well's grip on the ship. It groaned slightly from the additional G-forces placed on it. Two Motherships in orbit began firing but he managed to raise shields in time. With a random set of co-ordinates entered the ship zipped past and jumped into hyperspace. He clicked a button on his stopwatch.

28:54

Not bad.

oOo

Despite his immense dislike for the entire Malfoy family Harry was not about to pound their home from orbit with them in it. As such he parked the mostly complete mothership on the far side of the moon and waited for his watch to strike ten AM. Dear old Lucius would be in a Wizenmongot meeting, and Narcia out with friends at a tea party.

Draco had moved out long ago, according to the records. That left Dobby. Harry had sent the little elf a letter using a communal post owl earlier this morning. The paper was bare, not even charmed. All too often the recipient would make sure the contents were harmless but almost always touch the bloody envelope. As such he turned the innocent piece of stationary into a port key that reacted only to the elf's magical signature.

As if on cue the poor confused creature landed on the Pel'tak's floor. The flight had been a bit longer than most, leaving Dobby rather dazed. He stunned the little fella before he could get his bearings. Dislike or no, Dobby would be forced to aid his master regardless, bound by the slave contract and the magic behind it. Better to keep him unaware, after all Houseelves were pretty darn good at magic.

Who knew, maybe he could take the creature to his reality. The magic binding him to the Malfoys shouldn't affect him there. If not he'd Imperio Lucy for the sole purpose of giving Dobby clothes…and maybe make a complete and utter fool of himself in public.

But yes, with the Manor now vacant Harry nudged the ship out of Luna's orbit. It settled over England and input the co-ordinates into the targeting computer. The weapons were charging. He briefly wondered what the fallout of his actions were going to be. Then he jammed his finger over the firing control. Bright gold bolts of concentrated energy tore through the cloud cover and pounded the estate. From a previously set up camera Harry could see the wards flare bright red as they tried to dissipate the staff fire's energy. Huh, who'd have thought they could act like shields. After a dozen hits or so they fizzled, accompanied by several bright white flashes where the ward stones had up until a moment ago sat. The house was a good deal less robust than its wards, and blew apart almost an instant later. Harry conjured popcorn and had his eyes glued to the large screen, taking in every glorious detail.

While stealing from muggles (even the space faring ones) proved to be all too easy, a properly warded Wizarding home was a much harder nut to crack. Unless of course you had a mothership at your disposal.

To be sure of the Diary's destruction the bombardment lasted several minutes, until the house was in fact nothing more than a smoldering crater with a glass bottom.

Well, that was that. As an afterthought Harry repositioned the Ha'tak and parked it overtop of Cheyanne Mountain, leaving a single note on the control console. Call it his gift to the SGC for giving him a ride. It would also freak the hell out of them. Harry departed on the single Cargo ship in the Hangar bay, wondering if Godric's Hollow had a field large enough to park this thing in.

OOo

"HARRYYYY!"

A very dirty James Potter burst into the kitchen with his best Vernon Dursley impression. Ah, just like the old times. Except he didn't call him boy.

"Hiya Dad, how was work?" After parking the Cargo ship Harry found himself in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea with his mom. It was the little things in life.

If one looked close enough it was possible to see the uncontrollable twitching in the Auror's eye.

"I just spent the last three hours inside a charred crater where Malfoy Manor used to be!" He slammed his hands down on the previously clean white table cloth.

"What. Did. You. Do?"

Harry took another sip and smiled innocently. "I've been here of course." It was true. After Harry landed he used the time turner and created the perfect Alibi. He'd been visiting his dear mother the entire afternoon, listening to the Telli in the other room describe today's most unusual events.

Ah time turners. The perfect way to get away with murder. Lily looked at James, then Harry, finally back at James.

"James dear, Harry came this morning and hasn't left since." If anything the elder Potter looked even angrier.

"Shame on you, using your mother like that! I know you had something to do with it. The British Military is crawling all over the area trying to find the crater I've spent the last 6 hours in! They think it was an attack from space!"

Lily slammed her fist down on the table, startling them both. "JAMES POTTER, quiet down or I will spell your mouth shut! You will not yell inside this house. We are not your recruits!" This was working better than anticipated. Another second longer and he'd have cracked and burst out laughing. Now he was too afraid to even smile.

His dad did as 'requested', but silently glared daggers at the younger man. Harry went back to sipping his tea, feeling no shame for what he'd done.

"Harry, a word please?" He asked through clenched teeth. Lily gave him a long hard look, as if to say 'Raise you voice one more time buster.'

Harry followed his dad into the living room. "Talk, now!"

Hmm, how to go about this? Harry bobbed his head from side to side, weighing the pros and cons. "Ok, I may have had a hand in today's events." James inhaled deeply, trying his hardest not to strangle his wayward son. Harry wondered in the meditation techniques those boys down in the Miami PD like to use would work on the overworked Auror.

Woosa indeed.

"What in the name of Merlin did you do? James hissed, shooting worried glances back towards the kitchen. "That hole is almost a mile across and two hundred feet deep!"

Malfoy had my Diary." Harry replied with a straight face. "I didn't want him to read my deepest darkest thoughts."

Oh, there was the eye twitch again. But it only lasted a few seconds. "Wait, did you say Diary?"

"Yeah" Harry confirmed, a sliver of worry finding its way into his tone. "Why?"

"It's weird. The place was completely gone, and I mean not even a brick. But there was a small black Diary just lying there."

This time Harry's eye twitched. He'd take that Diary and rip it page from bloody page, if only to coat his ship with them. Apparently it was indestructible!

But his surprise only lasted a moment.

"You know Father dearest, I've always wanted to see the inside of DMLE evidence lockup." James didn't even have time to say no before Harry apparated them both there.

"Harry! Stop this nonsense right now!" The younger Potter though was already roaming the corridors, heading towards the entrance. He'd been taught that all new evidence passed through the front reception area. But when he reached the place three masked individuals were already there. One held a familiar looking Leather wrapped book.

"Stupify!" the red bold impacted the mask, shattering it and throwing its wearer into the shelf behind him. The other two pulled their wands and returned fire. Harry in turn pulled his Intar and fired three quick shots while casting with his other hand. The shots were blocked, but the massively overpowered bludgeoner from his wand rang the other death eater's shield like a gong before it shattering, blasting the man through the interior wall and clean into the next room. The sole remaining figure apparated before James could detain him.

"That's Walden Macnair" James stated, looking at the damage Harry had caused in under three seconds. The master of death picked up the Diary and held it up for his father to see. "That's one of the items I was looking for. It was in the Malfoy's blood safe."

James accepted the small book and looked it over. "What is it?"

Harry sighed. "It's a soul container, created by none other than Voldemort." James looked at Harry, but he didn't look overly horrified. Understandable, most people didn't know what a Horcrux is. "He split his soul and put a piece into this diary." He elaborated.

Now James did look shocked. Harry though simply slipped the Horcrux into a velvet bag.

"Voldemort undoubtedly knows were hunting them now. Why else would he send his men in here? We need to get to Gringotts before he does."

"Are you insane?" Gringotts is technically a sovereign territory. You can't just waltz into the place, much less start a fight. Momentarily ignoring the fact that Voldemort was dead he added; "and with the Dark Lord to boot."

Harry was getting tired of being called that. "Well It's either that or he retrieves his soul shard, hides it where we won't ever find it and he's essentially immortal."

Technically at this point even an immortal Voldemort wasn't that big of a deal. He could just capture him and Nagini, throw them into…say a singularity and be done with it. His wraith would never find its way back. But there was always a chance that some poor bastard found the remaining soul piece and become possessed, like Ginny.

James shook his head. "You said that there were three left. Wouldn't he have one more?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, his pet snake."

"Voldemort put a part of his soul in a living being?"

"Bingo. Sounds pretty nutters right? But there's' a very good chance he'd keep her close if she was the last one. Plus she has to feed. Can't just lock her up in a dank cave full of inferni. James felt goosebumps run up and down his back.

"Damn it Harry, I told you to stop doing that!" Harry grinned, pulled two vials from his belt pouch and handed one to his father. "What's this?"

"Polyjuice obviously. If we went as us we'd be thrown in Prison in the off chance that we make it out alive."

"And whose hair did you use?" James asked cautiously.

Harry grinned manically. "The Malfoy's."

"There's something wrong with you, you know that right?"

Harry next pulled two jet black suits out of his bottomless bag. "Here, put this on. It can take anything including a Killing Curse. Brilliant Stuff. Just don't get hit in the face." James eyed the very strange looking suit with doubt. It looked like a cheaply made muggle costume. Harry next demonstrated how to use the plasma repeater, firing into the nearby wall and lighting it on fire. With a swish the flames snuffed out. Ok, never mind. This was the real deal.

"Merlin Harry, where do you get this stuff from?" The younger man snapped on a shin guard and pulled on a boot.

"Goa'uld Yard sale." The Auror sighed, pulling the Kevlar inner liner over his head. When they were done the two covered their odd attire with robes.

"Ready?"

The older Potter looked at his son.

"Not really."

oOo

Gringotts was still open. It would have been easier to go see the Malfoy vault and steal the cup then, but dressed as they were 'Lucius' and 'Draco' wouldn't make it past the magical waterfall. The robes barley hid their bulky space armor as it was.

They waltzed in and Harry opened up with a Bombarda that hit the tall teller bench at the far back. It exploded in into a thousand splinters and pieces, sending several goblins careening into the air. James stunned the guards and shot Harry a warning look.

"I've always wanted to do that you know." The younger man confessed with a huge grin.

James shook his head. The goblins activated their attack wards, but the Kull armor simply shrugged it off. Feeling the energy wash over his suit James concluded that he definitely needed to get his hands on some of these. The Auror corps would be nigh untouchable with this stuff.

After inundating the goblin quick reaction force they found themselves at the entrance to the cave system. Harry handed his father a broom before mounting his own.

"You know, I was Gryfindor's seeker at school." He commented off handedly. "Want to make it a race old man?"

For the first time that day he actually saw James smile. "Oh you've got guts kid, but no one beats James Potter in a broom race."

Said broom groaned under the added weight of the Kull suit. They were about to start when the older Potter spoke up. "You know I don't actually know where the Lestrange Vault is." He admitted sheepishly. "Let's make it a race on the way back out?"

"Deal" Harry grunted as he pushed off. The trip down was rather quiet and they didn't actually run into any resistance at all. Harry wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. They both had emergency port keys, but it was doubtful they'd work down here. Too bad he didn't have access to beaming Asgard technology like in his world.

The vault was up ahead. Three feet of solid goblin made metal, thought to be impenetrable to all magical attacks. Good thing muggles had figured out ways to get thru several feet of steel then. Harry removed a magnetic cone shaped device that latched onto the smooth surface with a dull thunk. It was actually a shaped charge. Pulling the pin from the pointy nose he backed off. There was a hollow bang, not very loud to be honest.

The smoke cleared, revealing a fist sized hole in the metal. Just big enough he reckoned. He packed the opening with a healthy amount of Semtex while James stood watch. Harry fused a thick slab of metal to the hole for added effect. This time they moved around the corner. It would be a big one. The bang indeed was deafening, shaking the very ground they stood on. A few rocks loosened from the cave ceiling and plummeted into the depths below with a whooshing sound. The plate he'd used to plug the hole now sat embedded in the rock across the vault door. Or what was left of it anyway.

The thing was a mangled, twisted mess. Jagged edges blossomed outward from the scorched center. Harry climbed through and looked around. Just like he remembered it. Mindful of his step the Space Wizard navigated the packed vault.

Knowing there was a duplication charm he became acutely aware of the many devious objects left lying around. Flails sporting spiked metal balls, daggers, no doubt poison coated, and various other pointy objects. He'd been lucky only to touch galleons and cups the last time around. The simple goblet sat inconspicuously on the shelf. Ah yes, Helga's cup. He grabbed it and was immediately showered with replicas. Throwing caution to the wind he bolted over piles of valuables, half running half surfing back to the ruined door, propelled by the surge of objects at his back. It was like being trapped in a popcorn maker.

The clinking and clattering left his ears ringing, but the other thing he heard simply made his skin crawl.

"Lucius, why do you betray me?" the sickly voice of Voldemort himself wheezed. Harry was ejected from the hole along with a pile of gold like a cannonball. A few of the death eaters snickered at the sight.

"And dear Draco as well. Tsk, tsk." The bald pasty looking Dark Lord shook his head. "I am most disappointed."

'Draco' picked himself up off the floor and dusted off his robes.

"You know, he sounds kind of like Dumbledore doesn't he? Harry asked the assembled crowd, going so far as to emulate Voldemort's last comment in a fake raspy voice. "I am so disappointed. Cough, cough. Would you like a lemondrop?" Before James could even laugh Harry was blasted into the stone wall twenty feet back."

"You dare mock me?" Riddle hissed.

Harry picked himself up off the ground again, very happy to have the Kull Armor. The thing made that hit feel like a slight bump. Awesome!

"Give me the cup." the Dark Lord hissed, not expecting his victim to get up so quickly.

Not bothering with a reply or even wands for that matter both Potters opened up with their wrist mounted Plasma repeaters. Voldemort managed to shield, as did most of his better fighters. But others simply weren't that quick and the fast bolts of golden energy seared themselves into their flesh. Raising his other hand Harry unleased three quick AK's. Only one scored a direct hit, but James delivered on the follow-through and nabbed the two that managed to dodge after dropping their shields.

The Auror didn't even have time to reprimand his son on using the unforgivable. The multitude of curses that should have killed them during the brief exchange were all absorbed by the Kull armor. It proved to be a handy force equalizer.

And better yet what they lacked in numbers their repeaters made up for in sheer volume of fire. But despite the protection it was no cake walk. After figuring out they couldn't be felled with center of mass shots the Death Eaters attempted harder headshots. Riddle was by far the most dangerous of them, and his aim was darn good. Harry recognized a particularly savage hex that would have negated the armor altogether and pushed James aside. He reciprocated with a curse only Voldemort would know. The man moved with inhuman grace and the brain liquefying spell splashed harmlessly into the wall opposite of the chasm. For a brief moment Riddle looked at the younger Malfoy with something akin to wonder.

Before things could escalate further Harry pulled a Goa'uld stun grenade and primed it. James, who'd been warned about the effects of the small silver sphere cast a translucent bubble of Harry's own design over his head. Harry did the same. The device activated, bathing the dark cave in brilliant white light. The polarized bubble darkened to shield the caster's eyes from the blast. Despite this the two had to look away.

Somehow though Voldemort was not among the pile of unconscious bodies when the proverbial smoke cleared. Damn, capturing him would have been the cheery on the cake tonight. They bound and transfigured their prisoners into a deck of cards, or most of one at least.

The goblins had heard the commotion down below but wisely stayed put, instead opting to block off the cave entrance. Somewhere along the way their Polijuice wore off. It didn't matter. Harry pulled an RPG-7 from his bag and fired it at the poorly crafted barricade whilst on his broom, blowing it apart. He dropped the spent tube, not bothering to put it away again.

Once beyond the walls of Gringotts they two activated their port keys. James landed smoothly, while Harry fell over the coffee table.

oOo

"Every time!" the travel inept young man yelled after picking himself up from the ground. James repaired the table.

Lily came rushing down the stairs and hugged James, then Harry. "Where did you go? We were worried sick!"

"We?" the two asked in unison before glancing at one another.

"Sara and JP are here as well." Lily explained. The two Potter kids entered the back door, each loaded up with an armful of wood for the fireplace.

"You're back!" JP noted, almost indifferently, with Sara almost as excited as her Mother. "What happened?"

James pulled the remains of his tattered robes of his person, revealing the Kull armor beneath. JP eyed the suit with curiosity, and Harry was sorry to see a lustful look in his mom's eyes when she looked her Husband over. Ew.

Harry's robes fared no better but he elected to keep them on regardless. Instead he sank into the couch. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff." Seeing how Harry wasn't too keen on spilling the beans anytime soon James explained.

"Harry was concerned the item we found at Malfoy manor was one of the ones he was searching for and convinced me to retrieve it from evidence back at the DMLE. We ran into Death Eaters there."

Lily gasped, but there was no big reaction from the kids. They wouldn't really know about those freaks anyway. James soothed his wife and carried on. "We nabbed two." James then looked over to where Harry was resting. "But one got away. They knew we were after the last object, so Harry and I polyjuiced ourselves and broke into Gringotts." The Auror hung his head in shame.

"That's so awesome!" Sara was practically bouncing on the spot. Harry chuckled and pulled the redhead down beside him. She clung to her brother's arm but never stopped staring at James, as if he was telling the best story ever. JP too was grinning. Who'd have thought that his dad of all people would break into a bank? Oh the Irony.

"So who'd you impersonate?" this came from Lily, who'd joined her Husband on the other couch. Harry snickered and James smirked. "Draco and Lucius Malfoy."

"Noooo…" Sara moaned. Harry looked down at her, genuinely confused. "What? Why no? Don't tell me…"

"She had a crush on Draco a few years ago." JP supplied, looking very amused. "Ran into him in Diagon Alley and wouldn't stop talking about him ever since."

Harry gasped. "Shame on you Sara. Conspiring with the enemy." The redhead swatted him hard, though with the armor all she accomplished was breaking a nail.

"Ok, back to the important stuff. What was in Gringotts?" Lily was too curious to be distracted by her daughter's poor taste in men. Sara certainly hadn't gotten that from her.

Harry cleared his throat. "I guess I'll take over Dad. It gets a bit technical and you don't exactly know a lot about muggle explosives." The thinly veiled hint got JP's attention. "What explosives?" Harry grinned like a Cheshire cat. "The ones I nicked from your base little brother."

JP pointed at him and shouted; "I knew it!" Harry had been slowly planning the Gringotts raid for weeks now, and stockpiled a few things to get around the archaic security the Goblins implemented. He could have gotten the military hardware elsewhere, even from the SGC with relative ease. But he'd gone out of his way to pick JP's base.

"We used the shaped charge first, and packed the resulting opening with Semtex." JP whistled, wishing he'd been there. I grabbed what we needed from the Vault, but when I came out your old man here was staring down a dozen Death Eaters and Voldemort himself."

Lily grabbed her husband's arm with enough force to pull it from its socket were it not for his current attire. "James, you're grounded." The man pushed his crocked glasses up his nose and looked at her. "Surly you mean Harry Lily dear?"

"You heard me perfectly clear." Her voice was frosty.

"But I'm your Husband."

Harry roared with laughter and James pointed at him. "Shut up you. I still can't believe you mocked the way he talked."

The dimension traveler wiped a tear from his eye. "Yeah, that was classic. Your Voldemort seems faster than mine was though. He avoided that brain liquefier pretty well for a guy pushing seventy."

The girls scrunched their noses in union, but James just nodded sagely. "So you fought him then." JP concluded. "How did you survive?"

Harry patted his chest plate with a gloved hand. "These bad boys saved our skins. I'll let you keep yours by the way," he gestured to James, who nodded in genuine gratitude.

"What is that, some advanced space suit?"

Harry shook his head. "Goa'uld Kull armor. Very powerful. We're having a hell of a time fighting these guys in the field. Complete kinetic resistance to all projectile weapons, and energy based doesn't work either. Magic is hit and miss. Binding charms work, but you can forget stunners of just about anything else offensive." Harry looked back at his dad. "The spell I saved you from was an obscure combat transfiguration spell. Would have turned your armor into a statically charged acid, every bit as bad as Basilisk venom. Nasty stuff. "

James sighed and rose. "Well I better get changed. HQ is probably going nuts right now, and Bones can be a real bitch when someone pulls her back into the office after hours." Harry nodded and handed over the deck of cards. I'll take care of the two 'items' we found. Voldemort will probably lay low for the next little while. We put a decent sized dent in his man power supply today. A word of advice though, don't send them to Azkaban. He'll simply break them out. Use the kiss or veil."

James paused for a moment. "Unfortunately it's not up to me. And as tough as Amilia is she won't go for the capital punishment option in this day and age. The political leadership doesn't have the stomach for it."

Harry sighed. "I could just take them with me. It would be painless." James considered it but shook his head. "I can't Harry. As smart as it sounds."

The young man shrugged indifferently. He was sure they'd be able to tag them sooner or later. He always did. With a gentle pat he extracted his arm from Sara and rose as well.

"I need to go as well. Should be back in a few days though."

The Potters hugged him one at a time before he apparated to his suite in London. He'd equip the cargo ship with Asgard beam tech when he got back and let it sit in orbit cloaked. Wards wouldn't affect them, and they could be remote activated via the stones. Better than any port key. His family would get them as soon as they came out of the matter converter. Harry was reasonably certain that the Death Eater who got away didn't ID them. It had been dark in the Evidence lockup. But he wouldn't take any chances. Voldemort needed to be put down, and soon.

In hindsight he should have helped the Asgard in this dimension and gotten them to help him. With their tech he could have beamed Voldi and his Soul collection straight into space and blasted them into the sun itself. Yes, it would have been the most logical thing to do, but his way infinitely more gratifying. He'd have to show the memory to his Hermione some time. His Hermione. Hmm, Ron wouldn't like that. He should figure out a better way to classify his friends.

That reminded him, Vala was getting awfully frisky with Jackson. Perhaps he'd court a girl from this world to rile her up. It was the smart thing to do, after all he wouldn't trust the crazy thief not to kill anyone he try to date back home out of spite. She'd do it too, no doubt about it. With a touch he was back on the Bebop. The Horcruxes were atomized and Harry hit the showers. A single thing had slipped his mind today, and it hit him as the water cascaded onto his face.

'Oh shit, he'd left Dobby on the Ha'tak!'


Ok, before you rant yes there are dozens of ways get the diary and cup using Stargate tech. Harry could have beamed in, or used a Tolan phase changer.(once he found their colony) I just liked the Ha'tak idea better.