Ok, so here it is. Part two. And I'm really sorry mew-xena, but I can only really write Jack well! So he kinda has to be my main character. By the way, thank you soooo much for reviewing! My first reviewer. Ever. I'm so happy! And thanks to everyone else for reviewing me, and putting me on favourite author lists, on the strength of one chapter. I'm rambling now, so I'd better stop. Here is the next instalment. Hopefully longer than the last one.

What a world! What a world!

"Jack? No, you're dead," Sirius said, shaking his head in disbelief. "I saw your body."

Jack gaped at him. "Well I saw yours." He turned. "Daniel, is this one of those really annoying alternate reality doohickeys where someone turns up who should be dead?"

"Maybe. Jack, how do you…"

Jack waved his hand impatiently. "Never mind. Sirius, what are you doing here?"

Sirius stood up angrily. "I don't know! A few hours ago I was fighting to save my godson's life. I fell through some kind of veil thing, and ended up here! I don't even know where here is! And I've got someone talking to me who I know died fifteen years ago!"

Jack made placating gestures with his hands. "Listen, Padfoot, I know it's hard, but I'll tell you everything."

"Uh, Jack…"

"Yes, Daniel?" asked Jack tersely.

"What about the non-disclosure agreement?"

"Oh, that." Jack pulled a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket. He scribbled something down and handed the piece of paper to Sirius. "Sign this."

Sirius looked at it quizzically. " 'I promise not to tell anyone about anything I am told here.' Short and sweet. You must be Jack O'Neill, no one else is that dense." He signed his name with a flourish and handed the piece of paper back to Jack.

"So what you're telling me is that you have here a large stone ring, through which you can travel to other worlds? And on one of these other planets you found a 'mirror thingy', to quote Jack, and this allows you to travel to other realities? And that was what happened to me?"

Daniel nodded. "Basically, yes."

Jack laughed. "Come on, is it really any more unbelievable than our stories, Sirius?"

Daniel turned to him. "Jack, you still haven't told me what your story is."

He shifted guiltily. "Yeah, well."

"Jack, you'll have to tell them at some point," Sirius said softly.

"I know. I just hoped it wouldn't have to be so soon."

"Soon? I've known you for six years."

Jack smiled sadly. "That's not long enough. Right, we'd better call a meeting. General Hammond ought to know this too, and I don't want to repeat the story."

He strode out of the room. Sirius shrugged, and followed him with Daniel. "How long have you known Jack?" asked Daniel.

"A long time. He spent a bit of time at my school on an exchange programme, and then later we fought together."

"In the Gulf?"

Sirius shook his head wistfully. "I wish it was just that."

Before Daniel could have a chance to ask Sirius what he meant, Jack whirled around. "Not another word, Padfoot. I want them all to find out at once."

The marine guard at the elevator stopped them from proceeding. "Sir? Has the prisoner got clearance?"

"Not as yet. Tell you what," said Jack, throwing his arm around the marine's shoulders, "how's about you let him come downstairs with us, and if there's a problem then I'll take the blame. That sound ok? Coz even if it doesn't, then I'm ordering you to let him pass."

The marine saluted hurriedly, and moved out of their way. The silence in the elevator was deafening. Daniel started to tap his fingers on the metal wall, but the look Jack threw him made him stop immediately.

"Colonel? Would you mind explaining why this prisoner is up here?"

Jack nodded. "I've told him everything about the Stargate." General Hammond spluttered. "Don't worry sir, he won't tell anyone. In any case, he's dead in this world so we don't have to worry about his face exploding."

"It's called temporal cascade failure," said Major Carter quietly.

"Yeah, well." Jack sat and put his head into his hands. "I have to tell you something now that I never really told anyone before. Not even Sara knew the whole story. First things first. I'm a wizard."

"What? Sir?"

"Carter, shut up! Let me tell the whole story before we start on the questions. There are such things as wizards and witches, and we've been around for much longer than normal humans. We're very good at being secret. When I was eleven I went to The American Magical Academy, also known as Boggles- do not ask me why, but for one year I went on an exchange thing with Hogwarts- the British magic school. I became friends with Sirius here and some of his friends. I also had a cousin already at the school, so that helped. Anyway, I came back here, passed my exams and joined the Air Force. Later on in life they needed someone who had a magical background to go and help the British wizards against Voldemort."

Daniel stuck up his hand. "Who?"

Jack stuck his head on one side. "Evil son of a bitch with a take over the world thing. Think Goa'uld with magic powers. So, I did, and I ended up working with Sirius and his friends as part of an Order. Then Sirius died, and Voldemort was defeated, and Charlie was born, so I came back here. I haven't heard anything from the magical dudes in ages. Sara made me cut off all ties."

"O'Neill, are you childing us?" asked Teal'c.

Jack sighed. "The phrase is 'are you kidding' and no, I'm not."

"Sir, if you don't mind, could we see some magic?"

Jack turned to Sirius. "I haven't got my wand. I leave it at home."

Sirius shrugged and pulled his wand out of his sleeve. "Evanesco," he whispered. The table disappeared. Daniel, Carter and General Hammond all jumped.

"What did you do with it?"

"Made it vanish," Sirius said carelessly. He moved his wand in a complicated circle, and the humans jumped again.

"Well, no offence, sir, but that could just have been…"

"Silencio." Carter looked amazed as no sound came out of her mouth. "And, if that isn't enough for you muggles, then I can go to here." He Disapparated, and Apparated in the corner of the room. "Or here." This time he ended up inside General Hammond's office.

"Padfoot, come back." Sirius returned, a wry smile on his face. Jack took the wand, and returned Carter's voice to her.

"Holy Hannah."

"Personally I'd go for shit, but yeah," said Daniel.

"So you guys believe me?" Jack looked around as they all nodded. "And you're not really mad that I never told you?"

"Well, colonel, you really should have said," said the General.

"It would have given us a tactical advantage over the Goa'uld, O'Neill."

"Yeah, well. I haven't done any magic in years. Charlie- he didn't kill himself with my gun. It was my wand."

There was a diplomatic silence around the table, until General Hammond cleared his throat. "And so, Mr…"

"Black."

"Mr Black. Is this how things are…were…in your world?"

"Not exactly." Sirius considered. "Quite obviously, in my world I didn't die. Jack did. I was in prison for twelve years until I escaped. Voldemort wasn't completely defeated, and he came back. And that might have still happened in this world." He exchanged a worried look with Jack.

"I'm sorry, I'm curious. How did each of you die?" asked Daniel.

"In this world, we were running from some of Voldemort's Death Eaters- his Jaffa- and Sirius got hit with a curse. I managed to escape," said Jack.

Sirius shook his head. His face was dark. "Not in my world. We were both captured…"

And that, my dear darling campers, is it for now! I'm sorry about this chapter, I don't think it went down as well as it sounded inside my head. The next chapter should be easier. Dunno though. Anyway, I must go to eat chocolate and build up my strength to deal with revision. Fun. TTFN