Hi again. Thousands of thanx to those of you who reviewed my last chapter. Here is chapter two. I hope you enjoy. Oh and sorry about any errors in grammar or spelling my editor is avoiding helping me for some strange reason.
Disclaimer: Sadly the characters from both STARGATE and HARRY POTTER do not belong to me.
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March 3rd, 2007
England
Graveyard
In a run down graveyard out in the middle of no where stood four strangely dressed people. They all had on what appeared to be black and silver robes. They stood in front of a large marble stone. The stone was engraved with the following inscription…
Harry James Potter
The Boy-Who-Lived
Beloved friend and Savior of the World
Lost but Not Forgotten
You are dearly missed
July 31st 1980-?
The two women of the group were crying their eyes out while the other two were just standing there in a deep depression.
"Bloody hell! He didn't deserve this. He might as well be dead for all we know. He worked so hard to be normal and now he is…I don't know what to think anymore." The red headed male said with frustration.
"I know honey. It's been nine years since we saw he last but we can't give up. Soon we will be able to knock this horrible thing down because we will have him back. I just know he is alive." The brunette said trying to comfort her distraught husband and his little sister.
The fourth member of the group just stood there. A thin layer of tears in his eyes. 'Harry where are you love? Please come home. I need you.'
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Same day
Colorado
Daniel's apartment
"Bloody Hell! I killed him damn it! I said that God damn spell and there was a flash of …the light…it was white not green…like…Shit! He's go'uld! That's why he is so hard to kill. Great, just bloody fucking brilliant. Now I'm gonna have to involve the team. I put that life behind me twenty years ago. Alright Daniel, you are going to be just fine. I will go to England, check things out and if I need to, I will call the team. Alright…crap I'm talking to myself again." Daniel ranted.
He walked over to the phone. He dialed a number and waited as the phone rang.
"Blaise here."
"Blaise, its Daniel."
"Potter? It's not the third Sunday of the month yet. Why are you calling?"
"I'm coming back for a few days. I have some stuff to take care of. And seeing as you, strangely enough, are the only person in the wizarding world that knows I'm alive…"
"You wanna crash with me."
"Yeah"
"When do you get in?"
"Hopefully in the next few days. So basically as soon as possible."
"Alright, I'll see you then. Let me know before hand though, that way I know when to expect you. Bye."
"Bye, Blaise."
With that Daniel hung up the phone right when the rest of SG1 walked through his door.
"I knew I shouldn't have given Sam a key. What do you want?" Daniel asked with a sigh.
"What is going on Daniel? You get attacked by an owl, then you read a letter and freak on us. We want the truth Daniel." Jack ordered.
"The truth? The truth is… I can't tell you yet. Don't give me that look; it's not my secret to tell. I have to check some things out first and if my suspicions are correct I was going to tell you guys any way because I'm gonna need your help." Daniel said quickly.
"Oh." Jack replied.
"I'm leaving for England in a few days, and I had planned to go alone, but hey we all butt into each other's lives so why don't ya'll come with me." Daniel asked with just a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Sure Daniel, we would love to join you in England. Thanks for the invite." Jack said with a smile.
"Can you guys get out of my apartment now?"
"Sure." Sam said while herding everyone else out.
The team left so Daniel could plan their trip and figure out how to explain his past to his friends.
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March 10th 2007
England, London
Blaise Zabini's flat
Blaise Zabini had really changed since he saw Potter last. He had always been short in school, now he was an impressive six foot five. His light brown hair was long and pulled back at his neck. His silver blue eyes shown with merriment as he planned his best set up yet. Potter would be there in less than three hours, so why not surprise the golden boy by having his ex here to greet him, Blaise thought as he picked up his phone. Thank god Malfoy decide to get a phone, fire calling was so out dated.
"Hello."
"Draco, buddy, its Blaise."
"Hey, Blaise, What's up?"
"Nothing, just wanted to know if you could come by for lunch?"
"Yeah sure I will be there in a hour."
"See you then." And with that Blaise hung up. Oh yes his plan was going perfectly.
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Later that day
England
The airport
"God I hate flying commercial." Jack and Mitchell said at the same time.
"So, Daniel where are we staying?" Sam asked
"With an old friend of mine. He hasn't been answering his phone since I told him I was coming so he doesn't know about you guys yet. Hopefully he doesn't kill me." Daniel laughed
With that the six friends walked out of the airport and caught a taxi, Teal'c getting strange looks the who time. The taxi ride ended up taking about forty five minutes.
When they finally got there all six of them were relieved to get out of the tight smelly taxi.
They walked up the stairs to flat number 32. Daniel knocked on the door and silently prayed that taking his muggle friends into Blaise's apartment would not turn out to horrible. The door opened while he had his eyes closed.
"Can I help you?" Blaise asked the strangers on his door step.
"Blaise, it's me, Daniel."
"Potter?! Oh my god you got old!" Blaise laughed. "Come in. Who are your friends?"
"This is Jack and Sam O'Neill," Sam cleared her throat, "I mean this is Jack O'Neill and Sam Carter O'Neill." Daniel pointed to the two.
"Granger did the same thing when she married the weasel. Course she's the only one who remembers the hyphenation." Blaise laughed.
"This is Teal'c, Vala, and Cameron Mitchell. Guys this is my old friend Blaise." Daniel said.
At that moment Draco walked in and Daniel froze. No one noticed either of these actions though.
"It's nice to meet you guys Potter has told me so much about you." Blaise said with a smile.
"Why do you call him Potter?" Mitchell asked.
"Yes Blaise, do tell us." Draco said from behind Blaise.
"Oh Draco, there you…" Blaise was unable to finish the sentence because Daniel had come out of his stupor and hit him. Hard.
"What is Malfoy doing here?"
"You know me?" Draco asked.
From the floor "Draco I might have forgot to mention nine years ago that I helped Harry escape. Harry you can not honestly expect me not to invite them over while you are back in England. I mean it's been nine years mate."
"I actually thought you would wait till tomorrow." Daniel/Harry replied.
"Wait…this guy is … no way…Harry is dead. He has been for nine years." Draco cried.
"Blaise, I hate you." Daniel/Harry said in a tone to revile that of Teal'c.
"Daniel what is going on?" Sam asked nervously.
"My life is falling apart. Alright everyone might want to sit down. I have some…things to tell you and its not all going to make perfect sense. Oh Draco do stop that awful noise everyone knows your faking it." Daniel/Harry said with a sigh.
At that moment the door bell rang.
"Ron and Hermione right." Daniel/Harry asked as Blaise walked over and answered the door. (AN: I'm just going to call him Harry from now on. SG1 will call him Daniel for a little while longer but not to much longer)
"Blaise, you wanted to talk about something with us. Oh, hi Draco. Blaise, I see you have company, we'll come back…" Hermione said as she started to walk in.
"Hermione sit down and shut up. Hey Ron, Ginny. This is Daniel and his friends Jack, Sam, Teal'c, Cameron, and Vala. Daniel has some stuff to talk about and it kind of involves you guys, that's why I invited you over. Potter you now have the floor." Blaise said.
"Thank you. Now what I have to say is long and complicated and somewhat unbelievable. And sorry Jack but I might have to explain about what it is we do. Not sure about that though. Okay, first off there is a such thing a magic. There are a hidden communities all over the world where witches and wizards live and work. I know that sounds strange but its true. Next my name is not Daniel Jackson. Hell I wish it were, but its not. I'm a wizard by the name of Harry James Potter." Draco, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny gasped at that. "And nine years ago I left my life and name behind for very personal reasons.
Jack I know what you are going to say, 'But Daniel we've known each other for eleven years.' That's true, but that's where magic comes in. There is a magical device called a time turner that takes you back in time a few hours. Nine years ago on seventeenth birthday I was given a Turner that took you back years instead of hours. I don't know who gave it to me but that's not the point. The point is I went back eleven years and moved to America.
I falsified records and changed people' memories so that everyone thought I was really the orphaned son of two archeologist who had died. Truthfully those two never had any kids. It was all a lie. The reason I told Blaise and not any of my other friends is because I knew that Ron would never understand, that Hermione would give me a five hour lecture on why what I was doing was stupid, it was none of Ginny's business, and Draco, well those reasons can not be said in present company.
I did what I did so that I could have a normal life. Turns out that Draco was right. I will never be normal. Hermione you once said that I would never be in more danger than the stuff that happened a school. You were, for once, wrong. The stuff we did in school is like a slow easy day for me now. Though you will be happy about one thing, you left a lasting impression on me. I no longer goof off, yes Jack I use to goof off, I actually enjoy research now. I now know why you spent so much time in the library.
I missed you four, I mean five so much, but I never planned to come back. I was perfectly happy with my life as Daniel Jackson. As strange as it is, and as much danger as I face on a daily basis, and as annoying as Vala is" ("Hey!") "I would not give it up for anything. I'm no longer the Chosen one, the Gryffindor Golden Boy, or any other title that I ever held. I'm just Daniel Jackson.
But my plans changed. Which I will explain about in a moment. But first any questions?" Daniel finally asked at the end of his speech.
"Daniel, we have stuff to talk about but we can do that later, right now I want you to prove to me that this "magic" is real." Jack ordered.
Harry just went over to his bag and pulled out a wooded stick. He then said some weird stuff in Latin and the next second, after a pink light glowed all around him, He was an inch shorter, his hair was black and messy, his once blue eyes were now an intense emerald green, and there was a scar on his head in the shape of a lightning bolt.
"Will this do?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, sure, that'll work." Jack said.
"Daniel, we are use to strange, weird cultures so it's not like we are going to ask you everything right now. Knowing you, you will tell us what we need to know when we need to know it. Although I'm pretty sure I've seen something like your "wand" on one of our missions, maybe later I could examine it?" Daniel just shook his head no. "Oh well, anyway, I just have one question though, what about your family, you did not mention them, I'm pretty sure that they would miss their seventeen year old son." Sam asked.
"Ah, my least favorite part of my past, my parents were killed by an evil wizard who went by the name of Voldermort, though everyone but a select few called him He-Who-Must-Not –Be –Named or You-Know-Who. His real name was Tom Riddle. There was a prophecy that I would defeat him and he did not want that to happen so he planned to kill me. I was only a year old. Needless to say we went into hiding. Only one person knew how to find us, my dad's friend Peter. Peter betrayed us to Tom and Tom broke into our home on October thirty first 1981 and killed my parents. No one had ever survived the killing curse, until me that is. See my mum sacrificed herself for me. He was going to let her live but she would not let him kill me. It was her love that saved me that night; the curse rebounded off me, leaving this scar, and destroyed Tom's body but not his soul. I fought him five times after that night and the final time I killed him. Two days later I turned seventeen. I have no family except for who you see in this room. The people who had always expected me to destroy the megalomaniac that was going on killing sprees, turned on me after I killed him, they called me the next dark lord. The wanted to lock me up. So I left. End of story." Harry said without a hint of emotion.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." Sam said tears dripping down her cheeks from his sad tale.
"It's alright. I've had years to adjust." Harry said.
"I have a question Harry darling." Ginny said. "When are we getting married?"
"Dan…I mean Harry, I thought you were gay." Mitchell asked flashing back to one of the first nights that he had ever seen Harry drunk. Getting kissed by another guy was just weird.
"Of course not silly. Harry and I are getting married." Ginny giggled.
"No, we aren't. And yeah Cameron, I'm gay." Harry shrugged then blushed, also thinking of that night.
"That's why you won't go out with me!" Vala exclaimed.
"Okay, now that we are all somewhat on the same page, 'Mione I need you to tell me if this note is authentic." Harry said handing Hermione the note he got off the owl.
She took a moment to read it over. "Shit! Old snake face has gotten a sense of humor. Wait… this is from…Double Shit!" Hermione yelled.
"That's what I thought. Voldermort is back."
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Thanx for reading this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think. Once again please don't be too harsh.
Jessi-Jane