The storm outside blew sand violently, the wind roaring like some massive monster. Inside the structure, Harry couldn't really sleep, even though he was pretty comfortable. He was next to Emma, Hermione on his other side. The two had been pretty adamant on this, so he was safer. He was pretty sure it was so his Potter Luck wouldn't act up, as it seemed to stay quiet when the Granger women were around. Matthew was on patrol with another soldier, so he could say that he was pretty safe. The storm seemed to also be calming down, but not by much. Hermione shifted in her sleep, turning over and laying her head on Harry's chest. Harry saw the bushy haired witch as his sister, but at this moment, he couldn't help but notice how cute she looked.

He wrapped one of her arms around Hermione before trying to get some rest, his eyes closed before opening again. He groaned as the room was lit with the light from the outside, the sun was up. Slowly getting up, Harry found Colonel Jack O'Neill kneeling in front of him.

"M-morning I guess?" He said, rubbing his eyes.

"Yes, it is. Jackson is looking around the temple, for anything that may help us get home." Jack said before helping Harry to his feet before giving him a MP5, with the safety on, of course.

"Where are we going, Sir?" Harry asked, holding the gun loosely.

"Outside, to see what we can see," Jack said, leading Harry to the entrance of the temple, "now that the storm has passed."

Harry followed Jack before nearly getting blinded by the sun as it reflected off the sand, the sand looking untouched. Harry wasn't sure what he was looking at until the glare left, noticing that the only way down to the sand was a massive staircase. Harry was sure nothing else could live on this planet but he remembered that humans had done even worse places, much like Egypt. Harry followed Jack down the stairs and saw a whole lot of sand, everywhere.

"So where do we go exactly?" Harry asked, looking around the sand dunes.

"I am not sure," Jack returned before Harry pointed in the distance.

"What in the world is that furry thing?" Potter asked.

"What furry thi-" O'Neill started to ask before looking at the shape in question.

Said shape was like a massive furry beast of burden, with a head that looked like it belonged on a muppet. Harry started walking towards the shape before the thing took off with something shouting as well. Jack went charging after it, Harry followed as fast as he could after the figure and the furry mass.

"JACKSON! GET BACK HERE!" Harry heard O'Neill yell after the two figures.

It didn't take long to find where the beast had taken Jackson, Harry was looking at a rather primitive city and a massive mine where thousands of people were working. Along with many of the same beasts Jackson had been dragged here by, but it seems the owners were running up to get the beast. The owners were a man with a whitening beard and maybe his son, both were clearly annoyed at the beast.

"You stubborn animal!" The young boy snapped at the beast of burden, "Why do you insist on running off alone!?"

Harry frowned, "Is it normal for this beast to just run off?"

The boy looked at Harry like he had seen a ghost, "You can understand me?"

"Yes, why?" Harry answered, really unsure of what he had done.

"Father! He is like Ra! He speaks like the God of the Sun!" The boy shouted, the father coming over and looking at Harry.

"You understand us, young one?" The man asked, as Harry nodded.

"Yeah," Harry answered, "We came through the Stargate back there-"

The man's eyes widened before he turned and shouted, "Ra smiles upon us! He sends his heralds!"

The people cheered loudly at that proclamation, causing Harry to look around at Jack and Daniel, both of whom were looking at him in shock.

"Harry," Daniel said, looking at him with some curiosity, "do you know what you were saying?"

"English?" Harry said, not sure what was going to happen.

"No, you were speaking a long dead language," Daniel said, as Harry blinked in confusion, "you were speaking Egyptian."

Later that night, Harry was shown to his quarters by one of the Abydosian named Juan'ol as he sat on the rather lavish bed. Well, lavishness in this community was rather limited, but the bed was covered in silk covers. Harry sat on it before someone knocked on the wall, turning around to see a young woman in a silk cloth standing before him, barely covering her rather voluptuous form. His eyes widened as she opened her robe, exposing him to her body.

"W-what are you doing?" He asked, unable to look anywhere else but her form.

"I am presenting myself as a gift to you, as a gift from the loyal people of Abydos," The girl's voice, sexy and rich, "Will you accept our offering?"

Harry's mind shot off, as she got closer and her lips pressed against his own. The taste of her overwhelmed him before something inside of him had him wrap his arms around the girl, pulling her closer. His own magic pulled her soul closer to his own, making her his own woman. As his magic rushed through her body, Harry knew who she was and why she was so important to these people. She was Sha're, daughter of Kasuf, sister of Skaara. His mate, one of many, Harry's magic whispered as he pulled Sha're on top of him. He wouldn't care who heard him or Sha're, she was his tonight.

Emma winced as she heard the erotic sounds coming from the room where Harry was in, looking at her husband. She was pretty sure that this wasn't a normal thing on this planet, as Matthew chuckled aloud. Hermione looked scandalized at the sounds coming from the barely soundproofed buildings.

"Could they be any louder?" The witch asked, putting her hands over her ears from a particularly loud moan.