Disclaimer: If I owned this, then Harry Potter and Isis' Bane would have a place on IMDB. Any casting idea's for any of the original characters? How about director?

A/N: Please note, I have added to the beginning of this chapter, since the original posting date. This is now the chapter, as it was meant to be.

Reprieve

High up in his study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore dove once more into his pensieve. It had been a little over a year ago that he had retrieved the memory of Harry's abduction from Vernon Dursley. Of course, he had not been proud of the methods that he had employed to retrieve the memory, but considering both the man's crimes, and the necessity of finding young Harry, the decision had been clear to him. He had been through the memory many times since then, though he had long since stopped seeing anything new within. He had noticed the strange blue light that had nearly incapacitated one of the fugitives on his first viewing (some manner of electric stun weapon, he supposed); the strange glow of Harry's eyes the third time; then there was what seemed to be some kind of creature, passing between the man's mouth and Harry's during the sixth.

Watching Harry's movements both before and after the incident, it soon became clear that the boy had been possessed by whatever creature it was that had taken him. But for the boy's blood protection, Albus would have assumed that the being was some incarnation of Voldemort. However, he knew that Voldemort could find no refuge within Harry. Over a year later, he was no closer to determining what it was that had taken Harry. There had been countless hours spent on research, trying to find some kind of magical animal that could perform such a feat, to no avail. All that their diplomatic enquiries had turned up was that the two possessed individuals, Sarah and Steven, had managed to defraud the US Air Force. It was almost as though Harry had been taken by happenstance, but that was highly unlikely.

This was his twenty-third viewing of the memory, and he watched it from beginning to end. He saw nothing new this time, though he had not expected to. He had denied Harry a chance for a happy childhood (apparently, adequate had been off the table as well), but he vowed to give the boy his life back. Even if Voldemort's spirit were to float into his office at that moment, and announce that it was moving on to the afterlife, Albus would still search; he owed the boy that much.

!

Sirius would have been lost without his years as a prankster. The years learning to be an auror had been of some benefit as well. Based on the Colonel's answers whilst under the effects of Veritaserum, Sirius knew that the best chance he had of leaving the planet was through the space ship. He knew of the small things that they were now mass-producing, but there was no way for him to stow away on something like that. It was the big ship that he had to find. That was why he was glad for the skills that he had accumulated over the years. It was what had led him first to Area 51, and now to the underground construction site of what was called the Prometheus.

From what he had pieced together, the ship was not supposed to be ready for a few more months. He had been tempted to just sneak aboard and wait for lift off; he would have had to sustain himself off of putrid nutrition potions. But he knew that there was too much of a chance of discovery. So he acquired a wizarding tent, warded it, and set up camp hidden right next to the compound. Now, all he had to do was wait.

!

The unfortunate Doctor had made it to Tollana alive, but as the man had predicted, his mind had not made the trip with them. While all of the lower brain functions, like breathing, were still in tact, there was nothing left of what it was that made him Doctor Arkin. Eventually, they had been resigned to sending the man back to the SGC, after removing the device from his head for study. Harry tried not to show it to his allies, but he remained upset over his failure to rescue the man, regardless of the fact that the man had already died.

Two days after he had returned, five motherships had dropped out of hyperspace around Tollana, confirming Doctor Arkin's belief that Anubis would be able to access the information from his mind. The incident was accompanied by the odd feeling that it was somehow anti-climatic. Five ships came, one ship barely escaped, and four exploded spectacularly. The Tollan's new weapons worked exactly as they had expected them to. They could only wonder if, and when, Anubis would be able to counteract their ability to bypass his shields though. In the mean time, Harry still spent his time helping to coordinate the efforts to undermine Anubis' conquest of the Galaxy. Unfortunately, the demon was slowly winning. As things stood, it looked like it would be inevitable for Nen to give in to Anubis. In the mean time, Kong was fighting a losing battle. Still, Harry found the time to work with a couple Tollan scientists to come up with a strategy to save the next Doctor Arkin; whoever that would be.

During Harry's first space walk, there were two F-302s watching over him. Of course, they were not so much interested in Harry as they were in the unstable android that he was working on. It had been a week since his mission against Anubis, and with no contact from the Asgard, the SGC had given its permission to proceed with Harry's proposal. The F-302s were an added detail, insisted upon by the General. They both were armed with impressive warheads, incase of the worst-case scenario of Reese unleashing Replicators on the Alpha Site. The precaution was unnecessary, seeing as Reese couldn't move and had nothing with which to create a Replicator, but apparently the two fighters made people a little less nervous about everything.

Having better control over it, Harry was encased in the shield from his hand device, which did a very good job of keeping air around Harry in the vacuum of space. It also kept the heat in, preventing him from quickly freezing to death. Reese was in front of him, the moisture that had been on her body had frozen before in a flash when she had been exposed to the vacuum. Harry pushed his energy into her, accessing the power distribution center, around where the power crystal should have gone.

He fed power into the pathway leading to her mind, which had been closely patterned after the human brain. Complete chaos overwhelmed him, and Harry did the equivalent of a jump in the zero gravity environment. It lasted only for the moment it took for him to separate his mind once more from Reese's. One of the pilots, Harry was not sure which, called him over his radio.

"Everything all right? Over."

"Yeah," said Harry breathlessly, pulling the breather out of his mouth to speak. He took a moment to calm his racing heart. "Her head just isn't the greatest place to be in."

"Copy that. If she does anything, just pop out of there and we'll deal with it."

Harry did remember that part of the plan. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you." He shook his head and pushed his awareness back into Reese's mind, this time he only stuck in a metaphorical finger. He cast out a tentative 'hello' out into her mind. Harry and Sam had debated over whether or not Harry would be able to communicate with the Android, but just in case, Daniel had briefed him on the android. Harry's stolen knowledge gave him everything else he needed to know; the goa'uld did not just torture to get information.

An answer came back weakly. "What's going on?"

Harry sighed in relief. This could make things much simpler. "You're in outer space Reese."

"Why isn't there anything? It's just me and you. Where are you, who are you?"

"My name's Harry, and you're only getting enough energy to power your mind. Nothing else works."

"I don't understand. Why?" she asked.

"We realized that you stopped the Replicators, just before Jack shot you. I know that you don't want to hurt anyone."

"You're right, I don't," she said. "I'm scared right now."

Could she really be? Harry could not tell if she actually was capable of emotions. Still, their plan rested on her being like a real person.

"I don't want you to be scared Reese," he told her. "It's just that, even though they know you don't want to hurt anyone, they're still scared that you will."

"I won't, I promise. I'm a good girl."

"They're still so scared though," said Harry. "A lot of them want to just leave you turned off. Daniel doesn't want that though, and neither do I."

"You mean Daniel still likes me?" she asked.

"He does. He wishes he could talk to you, but the others won't let him, and they're stronger than he is. I'll tell you what. Just between you and me, I could turn your eyes on again."

"Oh please. It's so empty."

Harry directed the energy through the proper pathways.

"We are in space," she said. Though there was very little capability for inflection in her mind, Harry could tell that she was surprised.

"I didn't lie," he said. "We need to talk, Reese. Like I said, the others are scared."

"I don't want to talk about this."

"But you have to. It's all that I can talk to you about. Otherwise, I'd have to go away, and you would be turned off again."

"But why?" she asked.

"Because there is a way I could save you if you help us," Harry explained.

"You mean you can turn all of me on?" she asked.

"I'm not going to lie to you, Reese. That's not going to happen. I'm not able to do that. But I can have you downloaded into a virtual reality. There would be so many fun things there, and no one would be afraid. People could come and visit you if they wanted."

"Could my Daddy be there too?" she asked.

"He could, Reese."

"I want that. I want to be happy again. I don't care if it's not real, it doesn't matter."

"That's good, Reese. Now to get that, we need to talk about your toys," he said.

"I didn't mean for them to be so mean. What happened isn't my fault."

"I know, Reese. They were just supposed to be toys. They aren't even listening to you anymore."

"Then what could I do?" she asked. "I don't want to be turned off."

"You need to think," said Harry. "Now's your opportunity to do something good. Is there still some influence you might have over the rest of the Replicators? Maybe you know of a weakness that they have?"

"I'm thinking, but I don't know," she said.

Harry got a strong feeling from her. She was desperate. "Reese, think about how you created them. They were awfully clever, weren't they? You must have been clever to make them."

"I was. I'm very clever. Did you know that I know everything my Daddy had on his computers?" she asked.

"Is that how you knew how to build the Replicators?"

"That's where I got the idea, but I made them big, so that I could play with them."

"Did you give them any weaknesses?" he asked. "Think about how you made them."

"I don't know. This is hard. Do I have to do this?"

"You do need to think Reese, because I need to go home soon."

"I should just make them all come home. I bet that they'd wake me up. Oh, if I could only reach them."

Harry stared at her. "You could make them come to you?"

"Well of course I can," she said. "They wouldn't be very good toys if I couldn't do that."

"That's the answer I'm looking for Reese," said Harry. "Show me how your mind does that, and I'll be able to help you."

"You mean that?" she asked.

"Of course I do. You deserve it," he said.

"Okay. But I don't know how to show you."

"That's okay, Reese. I'll do all of the hard work."

!

A quarter of an hour later, after Harry had transferred Reese back to the base below and had a chance to go over the information he had retrieved, Harry sat aboard the Tar'Chell while he had a video conference with General Hammond and SG-1 via the Alpha Site's Stargate.

"Basically, all the Asgard need to do is broadcast that signal across their galaxy, and they'll be able to gather all of the Replicators in one place. After that, I figure that they could think of something to do with all of them."

"How are they going to isolate the signal they need?" asked Sam.

"They won't," said Harry. "All of the data they need is on a crystal I tucked into her shirt pocket."

"You mean that they don't actually need the robot?" asked Jack.

"You aren't planning on giving her to them?" returned Harry.

"It's still an impressive piece of technology," said Jack. "If they don't need it…"

"They don't," said Harry, "all they need is the crystal."

"That's good work, son," said the General, "this may very well be the salvation of more than one galaxy."

Harry shrugged sheepishly. "It wasn't that much work," he said. "I sort of cheated with my magic."

Sam rolled her eyes at the term.

"Cheated?" asked the General.

"Yeah," said Harry. "Her code is very hard to manipulate; sort of like the DHD, but not really. It's obvious though, that her creator didn't really want her to be tampered with. Anyway, I don't know if even the Asgard would have been able to separate out the data. They probably would have had to use Reese as the bait."

"I see," said the General.

"By the way," said Harry. "You know I never did find out if you guys really do have a way to put Reese in a virtual reality."

"As it stands, Harry," said Sam, "we don't really. We don't have the computer technology or the programming finesse to do something like that."

"Oh," said Harry. "I was sort of hoping to keep that promise. I mean, she did pull through for us, even if she's still sort of crazy."

"Sort of?" asked Jack.

"What of the Keeper?" asked Teal'c.

"Who?" asked Harry.

"The Keeper," said Daniel, "is a man we found on a planet that had suffered an environmental disaster millennia ago. He and his people all went into stasis to survive, and their minds went on to exist in a virtual reality. They're awake now, since we let them know that their planet had recovered. You could check them out."

"Oh," said Harry, "send me the address?"

"Sure," said Sam. She entered a few commands into her computer, and moments later Harry received the data.

"Thanks," he said. "Well, if that's all, I've got a meeting with the some Jaffa I need to get to."

"That should be all," said the General. "Stay safe."

Harry nodded and said his goodbyes. A minute later, he was traveling through hyperspace.

!

"It is very frustrating," said General Hammond, "that every time we have dealings with that boy, we must watch as he then goes to place himself in more dangerous situations."

"I agree with you sir," said Sam, "but it's not as though we have a choice in the matter. I mean, even if we did manage to get him to Earth, and away from his ship, we would have a hard time keeping him here. We can only have control over him if he wants us to, and he doesn't." It was something she had thought often on. She had grown close to Harry, and it was hard on her, not knowing if he was alright or not.

"I'm still not convinced that he has any clue what he wants," said Jack. "Destroying the goa'uld isn't much of a life goal."

"On the contrary," said Teal'c, "it is a most worthy goal. However, the battlefield is no place for a boy his age."

"And what would be a good age for a boy to be on a battlefield?" asked Jack.

The General cleared his throat and changed the subject. "Major, as long as we are here, I would like you to give us your update on the Prometheus hyperdrive."

Glad to get onto a more upbeat topic, Sam gave her report. "As we discussed before, the hyperdrive itself is complete, though it's still in the process of being installed. Doctor Grahm's targeting program from the F-302s is still being altered for the Prometheus, but it looks good. Area 51 has picked it up, and it's being run on their computers. Assuming that there aren't any problems, they're estimating that they can upload it by the end of the month. The rest of the software has already been installed. Now as you will all remember," she glanced over at Jack, who may not have been listening, "the hyperdrive is the last major component to be installed. We think we should be able to launch in two months, and leave the solar system in three."

"Well now," said the General, "that is good news. You still haven't told us how her speed is going to compare to the goa'uld though."

"That's because we really don't know," she said.

"What," said Daniel, "no best guess?"

"It's the same problem we had with the X-302s. Our computers can't account for all of the variables at the same time; we keep on getting different answers from the simulators. Until we actually do a test run, we're not going to be able to say empirically one way or another."

"So forget empiricism," said Jack. She gave him a look that said that one does not simply forget something like empiricism.

"Major," prompted the General.

"Well," she said, "giving that we are using a very powerful power source, and that we are able to funnel it efficiently into the hyperdrive, I would be cautiously optimistic. However," she waffled, "we don't know yet how efficiently the hyperdrive will be able to use the power."

"That sounds ambiguous enough to form a betting pool," said Daniel.

Sam looked skyward. "We all ready have one," she admitted.

!

Harry found that he actually liked working with Lieutenant Elliot. For a while, it had been difficult for Harry to be around any Tok'ra. He was always tense and ready for anything when he had to share a room with any of them. But after a couple of months working around so many Jaffa, and the odd Tok'ra, it had become much easier for him to treat them like he did everyone else. Both Elliot and Lantash were very nice people to work with, and Harry found himself laughing a lot more than he had ever been used to.

Tok'ra intelligence, very limited from within Anubis' ranks, had finally acquired a useful piece of information. The goa'uld scientist Ton'ett, formerly under the protection of Bastet, had stayed out of the fighting completely, obviously waiting for someone to come out on top. Anubis meant to acquire her services by force. The plan was to stage a kidnapping plot against her, with the hopes of pushing her to one of the other goa'uld factions, while also robbing her blind. If everything went according to plan, this would also be a perfect opportunity to ambush one of Anubis's ships, and hopefully steal it. That would be a joint Tollan and Jaffa venture, but the mission against Ton'ett required subtlety, which was why Harry and Elliot were going.

Since their blending, the Lieutenant had been in a kind of limbo. Being that Elliot and Lantash were sworn to the US Air Force and the Tok'ra respectively, neither side had quite decided what they wanted to do with him. Since Harry was seen as a neutral party in the matter, no side was seen as giving anything up by assigning him to the mission.

With plans for Ton'ett's base available from the Tok'ra, they had quickly been able to formulate a plan. The last couple of days had been spent ironing out the details aboard the Tar'Chell, as they flew to the opposite side of the galaxy. The night before the assault (according to the ship's time), they feasted on hamburgers and played an odd card game that Lantash had learned over a millennium ago. He grew frustrated when Harry quickly learned the game and began to soundly beat him every round. Finally though, the ship warned Harry that it was about to drop out of hyperspace.

Harry turned to Elliot. "It's time," he said.

Elliot nodded, turning at once from friend to soldier. They made their way into the control room. Harry took the helm and Elliot took the weapons. As they had expected, there was an al'kesh guarding the base. Ignoring the ship's hail, they attacked. Harry was able to dodge incoming weapons fire, and Elliot quickly took out the ship's weapons and sub-light engines. According to the plan, he only damaged the other ship's hyperdrive, leaving it capable of repairs.

Below them, Harry knew that the gate would have been opened from the SGC, preventing escape for the moment. With the other ship disabled, they interposed the Tar'Chell between it and the planet, preventing escape to the ship through ring transport. That done, Harry grabbed a hold of Elliot and jumped the both of them down to the base below them, They nodded to each other and, each knowing what to do, they went in separate directions.

Harry made his way to Ton'ett's laboratory, only having to disable a few Jaffa on the way. The lab's security was easily bypassed, and Harry made his way to the computer in the center of the room. He inserted two large crystals into available ports, and ordered the computer to begin the transfer of all data onto both of them. With that in progress, Harry went around the room, sensing all of Ton'ett's projects in turn with his magic, determining which were capable of being moved. That done, he gathered everything transportable into one spot of the room. He took care that they would fit on a ring platform. Already on the top floor, Harry had an easy time blasting a hole in the ceiling, opening the room to the bright sky above.

As planned, Elliot had already disabled the shields around the facility. It took considerable effort for Harry to transport everything he had gathered, but he managed to send everything up to the Tar'Chell's ring platform. Instead of just air replacing the objects though, the moderately sized explosive device that Harry had left on the platform was left on the floor. He retrieved the two crystals and left the room. Once he was a safe distance away, he activated the explosive. The shock wave was rattled his teeth, and reverberated through his chest.

Two levels down, he met Elliot by Ton'ett's quarters. There were four Jaffa dead on the ground. Staff wounds hid the true nature of their deaths. Harry grimaced at the sight, but it was a part of the plan.

"Any problems?" Harry asked him.

"None," Elliot replied. "You?"

"It went fine." Harry lifted his hand to the ceiling, and blasted through the two floors and the roof between them and the outside world. He jumped back onto the Tar'Chell, and moved the loot off the ring platform. From stasis, he pulled the bodies of four Jaffa, all bearing Anubis' mark, and one goa'uld. They had been killed in various battles, and saved for just such a purpose. He placed them onto the platform and shot down to the planet before directing the transfer from the ship. He and Elliot quickly arranged the bodies, and Harry slipped one of the crystals into the robe of the goa'uld, so that it was sticking out obviously. Everything ready, he did not waste any time in grabbing Elliot and jumping back to the Tar'Chell.

"How much longer?" Harry asked Elliot.

"The base's shields will reactivate shortly," answered Lantash.

Harry watched on the ships sensors, waiting for the energy field to reform. He cast the scanners back to the al'kesh. Their hyperdrive had been repaired; the loyal Jaffa on board were waiting for a chance to rescue their mistress.

"Okay," said Harry. "Now we'll see whether or not Ton'ett will be able to do her part." He started to move the Tar'Chell out from between the al'kesh and the base.

"Have you decided yet, which you would rather?" asked Elliot.

Harry shrugged. "I'll be happy either way." Of course, their plan included Ton'ett escaping to join the fight against Anubis, but Harry wouldn't lose any sleep if she were unable to escape her base.

Harry opened fire on the ground, the bases shields swallowing the blasts. A few seconds later, a golden line connected the al'kesh and the rapidly crumbling base bellow. Harry brought the Tar'Chell around, now ignoring the base. He fired a shot off the al'kesh's bow, moments before it leapt into hyperspace.

Harry turned to Elliot and gave him a small smile. "Well that went well," he said.

"We haven't gotten to the hard part yet," said Elliot.

Harry nodded and activated the communications system. He first sent a quick message to the SGC, confirming the completion of the mission, before opening a link to one of the Tollan battle ships waiting just outside of the solar system. The face of a Tollan officer appeared before Harry and Elliot.

"Captain Potter," the man greeted him, "I trust that your mission was a success."

"It was. Ton'ett has fled the system, and with luck she will go to ally with one faction or another."

"We will be there shortly. I will not delay you in the completion of your mission."

Harry nodded. "I will return before the battle." He ended the communication and turned to Elliot. "Shall we?" Elliot inclined his head and they walked to the cargo area.

"Did you get anything good?" asked Elliot.

"It's hard to say," said Harry. "I only had a quick glance at everything. I think most of it is just improvements on current technology. Her computer data may well be more important that anything we pilfered."

"Whoa, whoa," said Elliot. "For the record, it was you who started a life of crime with that pilfering. I was doing the respectable work of a soldier."

Harry snorted. "And what do you call lowering the shield for me?"

"That clearly benefited my goals in the plan. That you used the opportunity to steal can't be blamed on me."

"It was your idea to empty the lab," Harry rebutted.

"Now you've graduated to defamation of character."

"More like the corruption of minors," Harry rebutted.

Elliot harrumphed. "Don't remind me. I still prefer to think of you as a midget."

"Oy!"

"You are rather small for your age."

They reached the cargo area, and Harry started directing the loot back onto the ring platform.

"Just you wait until I start having growth spurts," said Harry. "Not that I can't kick your butt now, but there'll be a day when I can tower over you while doing it."

"You'll be lucky if you ever match Captain Cameron," said Elliot dismissively.

Harry cast his mind to remember who Captain Cameron was, remembering her to be the smallest person he had seen at the Alpha Sight. "Now you're just being mean," he said. He smiled inwardly though, noticing that Elliot did not refute the claim that Harry could beat him in a physical fight. They both already knew it to be truth.

With a mental command, Harry sent the items down to the platform by the planet's Stargate. He grabbed on to Elliot and jumped down in front of the Stargate.

"You know," said Elliot as he dialed the now inactive gate, "you would think that with super powers, you wouldn't be hung up on size."

"Surprisingly enough," said Harry, "super powers don't carry as much weight as you would think. Take the Jaffa for instance, if I were taller-"

"You mean older," interrupted Lantash. "You mustn't confuse the two."

"We'll see," said Harry.

Elliot sent his IDC and radioed through. "SGC, this is Lieutenant Elliot. We're sending through the goods now. Be prepared to receive on the left. How fast do you want this?"

"Receipt of stolen goods," said Harry, referring to their earlier discussion. Someone's voice came over the radio from the other end. "One object every ten seconds."

Harry started levitating objects through the Stargate.

Sam's voice came over the radio. "Lieutenant Elliot," she said. "we need you to come through immediately. Your expertise with a hand device is required."

Elliot nodded, though she couldn't see him. He turned to Harry. "Until next time," he said.

"Later," said Harry. "Good luck."

"To you as well." Elliot walked through the Stargate.

Harry walked over to the MALP that had been sent through after hearing of his success. "Sam?" he said to the camera. "What's going on?"

"It's Daniel," her voice replied, "he was exposed to over seven grays of neutron radiation. Eight or nine in the hands."

"I don't know how much that is," said Harry.

"A gray is the absorption of one joule of energy per kilogram of matter."

"Right, okay," said Harry frowning. "That's bad. How long ago was he exposed?"

"We got back just before your mission started, so just over half an hour since exposure, he's just started to display symptoms."

"That's not too bad, then. Daniel isn't going to be going anywhere, anytime soon, but it's good you got him help so soon, before the real damage occurs. He might still need a bone marrow transplant; without a sarcophagus, it can't be regenerated."

"How complete of a recovery would this be?" asked Sam. "Will he ever be fit to go through the gate again?" she asked.

"Elliot would be able to tell you for sure," said Harry. "At best, Daniel might be back out here in a couple months. At worst…" he trailed off.

"I get it," said Sam. "I've got to go. Thanks, Harry."

"Yeah," said Harry. "I hope Daniel gets well soon."

"Me too."

Harry went back to directing the last few objects through the gate. As he did so, he worried about his archeologist friend. He didn't know the man very well, but Daniel had always been nice to him. Harry had always felt guilty for his role in taking Sarah off Earth, and often wondered at Daniels ability to forgive him for it. He hoped that he would be able to forgive himself for what he had done, one day. There was still so much for him to do.

When he finished sending the technology through, Harry returned to the Tar'Chell. Having tired himself out, he used the ring platform. Back aboard his ship, Harry set about copying and reviewing the data that he had pilfered. It would be a couple of days until Anubis was expected to show up, so Harry had some time to kill before then. It wasn't long before he began to miss the company of Elliot and Lantash.

!

Word reached them six days into their wait that Ton'ett had finally made contact with Nen, who was at the time the most powerful goa'uld in the galaxy, next to Anubis. The time Harry spent going over the pilfered data proved to be disappointing, though not completely fruitless. Ton'ett's skills had been exaggerated by Bastet, if the crystal was anything to go by. Ton'ett had focused mainly on improving current technology, and not on innovation. The bulk of such research was mostly useless to him, though he now had plans to improve his life signs scanning technology. The only really interesting data that he had retrieved had been theoretical in nature. She believed that it was possible to transport relatively small objects through subspace, nearly instantaneously. If she was right, then it could be possible to send inorganic matter to other galaxies. Harry vowed to look into it later.

They waited for Anubis's forces to arrive for a lot longer than they had expected. Intelligence showed that Kong Bao had launched a large scale offensive against Anubis that had succeeded in destroying two of his motherships. Only a small portion of territory had been gained though, and Kong Bao had lost far more than Anubis had. Ten days after Ton'ett had been chased away from her strong hold, two of Anubis' motherships jumped into orbit.

They were well prepared for their adversaries though. In addition to the Tar'Chell, there were two Tollan war ships, and three ha'tak's belonging to the Jaffa rebellion. They wanted to capture the two ships, and it would be the Jaffa that would be doing a lot of the work in securing the ships from their current occupants.

The motherships opened fire on the Tollan ships immediately, but the war ships were up to withstanding the barrage. A score of drones were launched, and many were intercepted, but it took only one drone each to take out the ship's hyperdrives, preventing escape. Two other drones managed to hit their targets, and the two ships lost shields and weapons respectively. As the Tollans launched two more drones to finish the job, scores of death gliders were launched by all five ha'taks. While Harry's allies set about destroying the enemy gliders, Harry began his own part of the mission. Closing his eyes, Harry jumped aboard the closest enemy mothership. Specifically, he came out in the computer core. While not impossible to board a ha'tak under normal circumstances, it was not entirely easy. It was Harry's job to grease the wheels for the invading Jaffa. Alarms went off as soon as he appeared, but Harry was alone in the room, so he melted the two big doors shut. He quickly placed a hand against the computer core and started work. The first thing to take care of was the ship's self-destruct and anti-theft software, which would undoubtedly be engaged once the Jaffa began to board the ship. Harry simply erased the code that would either overload the ship's hyperdrive or fly it into a star. The next task was simpler; he set the ship's ring platforms to accept any incoming transports.

His job there complete, Harry disengaged himself from the computer core. Reaching through his hand device, Harry connected with the Tar'Chell to get the coordinates of the second ha'tak. Of course, they were expecting him. There were twelve Jaffa in the room, and they all fired when he appeared. His shield could have withstood them all in turn, but not all at once, and only a hastily raised energy barrier saved him from death. He was pretty sure he would be sunburned for a while, though. His Gatebuilder shield was overloaded, and his hand-device could not cover him while he was moving, so he pushed out a wall of fire against the Jaffa, who were conveniently lined up against him. It was too spread out to do much damage, but it was brilliant as a distraction. In the confusion, Harry began launching balls of plasma with one hand, as he fired a zat with the other. They were too few now to be able to overwhelm his Gatebuilder shield. That was when the ashrak entered the room.

The ashrak were the goa'uld assassins, and they didn't do things by half. While there was no insignia for an ashrak, the goa'uld's clothing, tailored for combat, gave him away. The assassin sneered at the last Jaffa standing and stabbed him in the base of the skull. The Jaffa dropped to the ground lifelessly, unaware of his death at the hands of one of his gods. He turned to Harry.

"Human," he said in English, "thief of the al'kesh renamed the 'Tar'Chell.'" The ship's name was particularly sneered at. "By the word of the supreme goa'uld, Anubis, your death has been ordered. Would you like to beg for mercy from your gods?"

Harry responded with a ball of plasma, but of course it was absorbed by the goa'uld's personal shield. The ashrak laughed and raised his hand. Harry recognized the energy lance worn on the ashrak's finger, but he was unprepared for it to pierce through his shield, and then his shoulder. Harry screamed in agony and fell to the ground. Apparently, this was something else that Anubis had upgraded. Once more, the ashrak laughed as he walked forward, slowly as to accommodate his shield. Harry saw the hara'kesh on the ashrak's other hand, and realized that the ashrak was looking forward to killing him slowly. It was the only reason he was still alive. Harry did not waste the opportunity. Pushing through the haze, Harry blew up a gouge in the floor, towards the approaching ashrak. As he had hoped, the shrapnel was able to pierce the shield, sending hot metal into the ashrak's leg and abdomen. Harry pushed himself off the ground to meet the screaming goa'uld.

Not trusting his ability to throw a knife, Harry drew one, but held on to it. Dropping his own shield he pushed energy into his legs, and leapt at the ashrak, knife outstretched. He easily bypassed the shield, but the assassin deflected his knife. The ashrak grabbed him by the throat and began choking him. Harry had a back-up plan though, and a ball of plasma went through the ashraks' stomach. They both dropped to the ground.

Harry sat there for a moment, grasping his shoulder and coughing. He knew that he didn't have the mental capacity to jump back to his own ship, and knowing that he would need to leave the room soon, Harry knew that he didn't have time to infiltrate the computer system as he wanted to. He settled for destroying the computer's crystals, needing to blast through the floor to reach some of them. It would prevent the ship from self-destructing, but it would be a while before it would be operational again.

Harry knew that many of the ships system's would still be working, like the ring platforms, so he set off to find one, taking the ashrak's lance weapon before he left. There were no Jaffa in the corridor outside the room. Either the rest were all busy defending the ship from the invading Jaffa, or the ashrak had sent away the guards, believing himself to be more than adequate for the job. Either way, he was grateful.

Of course, the goa'uld were clever enough to not put a ring platform on a level as sensitive as the one with the computer core, and Harry was forced to travel up four levels before he was able to detect a ring relay through the wall. His shoulder screamed in agony the whole way there. He only came across Jaffa once, a group of twelve running through the halls. Harry ducked down a corridor to avoid detection. A few minutes later, he reached the platform. He used the keypad to target the Tar'Chell, and to open the platform to all other incoming travelers. Stepping onto the platform, he activated it, sending a signal to his ship at the same time, telling it to accept him.

Once aboard, Harry wanted nothing more than to collapse and rest, but he knew that that was not an option. He gritted his teeth, made his way to the control room, and hailed the lead Tollan ship. He got the communication officer this time, instead of the captain, who was no doubt busy leading the battle.

"Captain Potter," said the man, "you have a report?"

"I completed my objectives on the first ship, however, I ran into trouble on the second. I disabled their core computer, disabling their self-destruct, but I was able to open only one of the ring platforms."

"My system is detecting a high level of stress in your voice, Captain, are you injured?"

"It's a flesh wound," said Harry, "already cauterized. I can wait to see a doctor. Tell me about the battle."

The man nodded and answered. "Enemy gliders have been neutralized, with a seventy-two percent death rate. Ninety-six percent of the rebel gliders made it through to the ha'tak vessels, and most have managed to board the ships. Aboard the ha'tak that you were successful on, key points have successfully been taken; victory is believed to be eminent. Aboard the other ha'tak, progress has been slower. The main command center has been taken, but large scale fighting continues across the ship."

Harry nodded, taking in the report. His face flushed red with the shame of his failure on the second ship. Rebel Jaffa were over there dying, because he had been unable to open the platforms for a second wave of Jaffa.

"Is there anything-" he started, but was cut off as another ha'tak came out of hyperspace right on top of Harry and the two Tollan ships. The three rebel Jaffa ships were further away. It opened fire immediately on the two Tollan war ships, already knowing them to be the biggest threat. Death gliders came pouring out a second later. Half went towards the Tar'Chell, opening fire as they did to little effect. The other half interposed themselves between the ha'tak and the Tollan ships. The intent was clear, as they began intercepting drones sent at the ha'tak. Even though they were out of phase, the high energy of the death gliders' weapons were enough to force them back into phase with the rest of the universe. The now normal missiles began to detonate against the ha'tak's advanced shields.

The two Tollan ships began to move away from the ha'tak as they began firing energy weapons, not at the mothership, but at the death gliders. Harry began firing at the death gliders that were swarming him, as he moved to intercept the ha'tak. 'So much for the Tollan's jamming technology,' he thought as he approached the ship that must have been summoned by one of the two ambushed ha'taks. His ship shuddered violently as one of the remaining death gliders crashed into him. Harry cursed and started flying more creatively in order to avoid any more collisions. When he neared the ha'tak though, he began firing upon it in earnest with his ship's ion cannon. Explosions began to flash along the ha'tak's surface, as its shield began to fail. Five drones finally came past the destroyed death gliders and disappeared into the ship before exploding. Harry quickly maneuvered the Tar'Chell away from the soon to explode ship. The Tar'Chell was buffeted as the explosive force passed over it, but there was no real damage.

Feeling ready to pass out at that point, Harry reinitiated the link to the main Tollan ship. He could see, in the background, that the ship had taken damage. Where before, Tollan officers had been calmly directing a battle, they were now running around trying to fix various crises.

"When you get the chance," he said, "I'd appreciate it if you could send a medic over." He settled back, as the Tollans' energy weapons disabled the last of the death gliders. He closed his eyes for a moment, knowing that his part in the battle was mostly over. 'That could have gone better,' he thought.

!

An hour later, the fighting was over, and the two captured ha'taks were being towed to one of the rebel bases. Tok'ra engineers would be meeting them there to help effect repairs. Six hundred and seventy-two Jaffa had been taken prisoner by their brethren, and all ready, many of them had been recruited, following the ease with which they had been defeated by their master's enemies. For many of them, it was the last straw in a long line of humiliations of the goa'uld.

Two Tollan medics had transported over to the Tar'Chell, and Harry's shoulder had been tended to, as well as his pseudo sunburn. The shoulder wound was not yet healed, but it would be able to heal properly on it's own now; Harry was planning on having it healed completely on Tollana though. He was resting now in the command chair, having split off from the rest of the joint fleet, floating along the indistinct line between wakefulness and sleep. He groaned when he received a hail from a Tok'ra channel.

Shaking his head to bring back awareness, Harry manually put in the command to accept the transmission. The face of a Tok'ra he didn't recognize appeared before him.

"Harry Potter," the man greeted him, "my name is Marresh. Yours is the closest allied ship in range of Anubis' flag ship."

"You've found it then?" Harry asked.

He nodded. "We have intercepted a transmission, indicating that he is traveling to oversee the interrogation of Thor of the Asgard. I am sending the coordinates now."

"Thank you," said Harry.

The man tilted his head to one side. "I see that you are injured. Are you capable of seeing to this mission?"

"I have strength enough for this," said Harry. "Will anyone else be coming?"

"We are contacting the Tollans as well."

"Okay then," said Harry. "I'll try to leave something for them to do."

The man nodded and ended the transmission. Harry checked the navigation computer. The journey would take just under an hour. Harry thought that that would be enough time to make a plan of attack. Anubis's mothership would be more powerful than any of the others, he knew.

By the time he reached the solar system in question, Harry felt ready for battle, thanks in no small part to the painkillers supplied to him by the Tollan medics. The first thing he saw were two motherships firing upon a cargo ship that was wildly trying to evade their blasts. Harry hailed the cargo ship, hedging a bet on the fact that it's shields still held. He was not surprised when he saw SG-1 aboard. They had refitted the ship with a naquadria core, though it obviously had not saved either their hyperdrive or their cloak.

"Need some help, guys?" he asked.

"You think?" asked Jack.

Harry sent them his shield frequency as he interposed himself between them and the motherships. "Ring aboard," he told them. He began firing in earnest upon the two ships. A quick scan of their hyperdrives identified the signature of Anubis's ship. Harry immediately focused his attention on the other ship, wanting to get it out of the way.

"Hey guys," said Harry, as Sam, Jack and Teal'c walked into the command room with an Asgard. As he spoke, small explosions began to pepper the surface of the second Ha'tak. Harry continued firing, even as his own ship began to take damage from Anubis's.

"Daniel, take the helm. Jack take weapons. Sam, don't let them get out of range of me, and don't destroy his ship, just egg him on. Also, you and Teal'c can't use any of the systems when I'm not here." He was referring to the rather nasty security system that he had installed in the al'kesh, in order to keep the secrets of naquadria out of Anubis' hands. "Really, don't touch anything."

"Harry, what are you doing?" asked Sam.

"I'll be right back," he said, and with that he jumped off the ship, and into the computer core of Anubis's ha'tak.

He dodged to the side as soon as he materialized, fearing the worst. They were not ready for him though; there were only two Jaffa staffing the room, and Harry shot them with his zat before they could react. Harry levitated them out of the room while the intruder alarms went off. He sealed the doors together before any more company could join him. He went over to the computer console and quickly overrode the security algorithms. A quick command caused a large column to rise from the floor, revealing the main large sheet crystals that ran the ship.

Harry pulled two of the crystals, before taking off of the backpack that he had prepared for this purpose. He retrieved two similar crystals that he had developed in tandem with the Tollan, and inserted them into the column. Automatically, the crystals sought out and began downloading all consciousnesses that had been pilfered by Anubis. Knowing that that would take a few minutes, Harry went back to the console and entered his consciousness into the system. He first entered the command to shut down the hyperdrive, which would take at least five minutes to countermand. His next thought was for the ship's weapons, but he found that they were already disabled. He settled for lowering the shields.

His first indication that he had a problem occurred when he noticed distantly that he was coughing. He pulled back his awareness enough to realize that the room was flooding with gas. Harry raised his shield and pulled out his breather. He turned his attention to the door behind him, which was now being fired upon from outside. He knew that it would not hold for long. While the door could not be opened, it could be blasted apart, and it would not be long before heavy explosives were retrieved. Considering his options, Harry knew that the door could very well be bypassed before the transfer was complete. Not wanting another fight against a dozen or more Jaffa, and not wanting to leave empty handed, Harry destroyed the computer console, before walking up to the column. Worming his way amongst the crystals, and thanking the universe for the first time for his small stature, Harry checked to make sure he could clear the floor before he gave the command mentally for the column to descend into the floor. Fortunately, there was just enough room in the compartment for Harry to move out from the crystals. He was glad that he wasn't claustrophobic.

He pushed his mind once more into the system, and felt for how much more time would be needed. He had another minute to wait. A deep vibration in the metal under his feet let him know that the door had finally been breached. It wouldn't take long for them to find him, but then they would have to manually raise the column, which would take them time. Time that they did not have. Seconds later, even as Harry could detect their efforts to raise the column, the transfer completed itself, and Harry managed to remove the two crystals. Holding onto them, Harry jumped off the ship.

Back in his command center, Harry turned to Sam as he set down the crystals. "What's going on?" he asked.

"The mothership has been disabled," she told him. "A Tollan war ship has joined us, and we're just shooting down death gliders right now."

"You can destroy the mother ship now," said Harry.

"No," said Sam, "Thor's consciousness is aboard that ship. We destroy it, and we kill Thor."

"The Supreme Commander would accept that sacrifice," the unnamed Asgard interjected."

"No sacrifice needed," said Harry. "Every consciousness that was on Anubis' ship is now on these two crystals."

"I have no idea how you went about doing that," said Jack, "but can I blow the guy up all ready?"

"Yeah," said Harry.

"Sure," said Sam.

"A piece of the mothership is detaching itself," said Teal'c.

"Shoot it!" shouted Harry, as Jack said "Firing!"

A bolt from the ion cannon shot toward the escape module, racing Tollan drones to get there. The drones hit first, and the bolt finished the job.

"That might not have been Anubis," said Harry.

"Yeah," said Jack. He opened fire on the ha'tak. They had managed to regain shields, and sensors showed that the hyperdrive was spooling up. But it never had a chance to flee as the combined firepower of the Tollan war ship and the Tar'Chell rained down upon it.

"Well," said Harry, unable to tear his eyes away from the explosion.

"So that's it?" asked Jack. "No more Anubis?"

"I doubt it," said Harry. "I mean, maybe, but Anubis is a being of energy. He isn't bound by a physical body."

"That doesn't mean that the energy that he is comprised of can't be distorted by the amount of energy from that explosion," said Sam.

Harry inclined his head.

"Harry Potter," said the Asgard, "my name is Heimdal, and on my own behalf, and on the behalf of the Asgard, I extend gratitude for your actions."

"Really," said Harry, "I've been wanting to do that for a while now, so…"

Harry trailed off as three massive Asgard ships dropped out of hyperspace right on top of them. An Asgard signal forced its way through the comm. system.

"Goa'uld ship," said a voice, "you are in violation of the protected planets treaty. Lower your shields now."

Heimdal hurried towards one of the consoles (as much as an Asgard could hurry) and placed a crystal on top of it. Instantly, an Asgard face appeared on the screen blinking, perhaps in surprise.

"Greetings, Freyr," said Heimdal. "This ship is possessed by a human allied with Earth."

"I see," said Freyr. "And has your research been preserved?"

"Indeed," said Heimdal. "As well, we have rescued the Supreme Commander."

"That was unexpected," said Freyr, "good. Lower your shields, and we will begin the transport."

Harry lowered the shields, and turned to Heimdal. "How are we going to handle the consciousnesses then?" he asked. "We never got that far in our plan."

"We will be able to handle the transfer of Supreme Commander Thor's consciousness. I assume you are asking to the life of another whose consciousness was taken by Anubis."

Harry nodded. "A doctor from Earth. As I understand it, the body has been kept alive."

"We have never done such a thing with a human before," said Heimdal, "but I do not believe that it will be a problem."

"Cool," said Harry.

"Thank you," said Sam.

"I guess you should take the crystals with you then," said Harry.

"Indeed," said Heimdal. "Farewell, SG-1 and Harry Potter. It has been most intriguing to have worked with you."

They all said their goodbyes as Heimdal removed the crystal and was beamed up in a white light. The crystals followed seconds later.

"Oooh," said Harry. "I need to learn how to do that."

Jack rolled his eyes. "That's just what we need."

"They can transport from less than two-hundred miles. I mean, they're very rudely right on top of us."

Sam smiled and didn't say anything as she hugged him. Harry hugged her back, but she stepped back with a frown. She reached out and pulled down his shirt collar, revealing the bandages beneath.

"Harry," she said disapprovingly.

"It's only a flesh wound," he said defensively.

"What sort of a flesh wound?" asked Jack.

"Just, you know, a little hole through my shoulder. Ashraks, right? No big deal."

Sam gave him a look.

!

Many light years away, as the Tollans and the Asgard began their search for any sign of Anubis, Sirius sat in his encampment outside the underground shipyard. Through further forays into spying, he had learned that people were coming soon to look at the ship. This could be his opportunity to get aboard. They were very nearly reaching completion. Soon, he would be in space, looking for his godson.

A/N: Now that was a little too easy, wasn't it? Things are going to get interesting, I can promise you that. Remember, reviews keep the beast happy.