Chapter 2: Ra or Harry?
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Charring Cross Hospital – London England
Four men fanned out across the room as the remaining two stepped up to the receptionist. To anyone looking, it seemed they were family or friend, the worried looks on their face made it obvious that they were there to see someone they knew.
However to the trained eye, it was readily apparent that they were military men; covering the exits, keeping their hand close to their belts –concealed weapons-, and constantly looking around. Their positioning allowed them full cover of the room.
Colonel Jack O' Neill stepped towards the woman behind the counter, his backup lagging behind a few feet.
"Can I help you, Sir?" the woman kept her voice brisk and cool as she stared down the obviously American man.
Jack schooled his face into a smile, while internally rolling his eyes, Brits.
"Actually yes Ma'am. My friend here and I were wondering if we could visit my nephew. He was in a car crash yesterday and was checked into this hospital. He's about six, black messy hair and emerald green eyes. He must be terrified and I'm hoping me being here will calm him down."
"Can you tell me his name, Sir?" she asked stepping over to a computer and typing something in.
Jack caught a glimpse of Room 13D before she closed the screen and turned to him raising an eyebrow obviously waiting.
"As you wouldn't have his name," Jack said slowly, "he would be checked in as a John Doe."
The woman barely refrained from sneering, "Obviously," she said, talking as if she would to a child, "however since this is a hospital and we do keep files on everyone we would like to know the real name to enter it into the computer."
"Of course." Jack said, mind racing to come up with a name, he opened his mouth to tell her the fictitious name when his radio crackled, and his headset burst into life.
"Sir, we have his name." Kawalski's voice came through the static. "It's Harry Potter, Sir."
Sending the thumbs up behind his back, Jack repeated the name for the woman who grudgingly gave him the room number and guest passes. Politely thanking the impolite receptionist the two men walked out.
Room 13D – Charring Cross Hospital
Harry opened his eyes and looked around, trying to place where he was, straining to remember what happened before.
Suddenly, he remembered the note; his family, the car were gone, he was on alone. The memories threatened to overwhelm him, when just as quickly, power flooded his veins. Knowledge pushed through his memories.
"I'm a wizard!" pushed itself to the forefront of his mind, and Harry knew it was true! Magics barely heard about, past in and out of his head and Harry was awed by how much he knew!
Suddenly the door opened and Harry looked up, his eyes glowing emerald green with power and knowledge, the last thing he saw was two people in American suits, guns pointed at him and darts rushing towards him.
A/N: I'm done with this chapter people the next one will be the extremely long covering the politics and Jack and Harry conversing. Till next time. Adios