APLR - 11
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Disclaimer : I make no money nor do I own this. As much as I'd like to … maybe within my own insanity? [closes eyes and sees lawyers waving papers and frightening looking subpoenas] … not even there.
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AN: To disappoint everyone reading this A PAST LIFE RETURNS will officially only have IMPLIED slash (as in his past life)
Eep!
Ven ducks behind desk to avoid being hit by sharp, flying objects.
"Would it help if the next story I have out WILL have slash and not just implied stuff?"
Angry mob stops to consider.....
"NO! YOU SAID SLASH NOW!"
"Am I even allowed to apologize?" Ven asks as he leaps up and begins running far, far away from the angry mob. "Or explain that this is early due to wanting to avoid studying?"
"NO!"
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"What do you know about past lives?" Harry asked less than ten minutes later as they were walking down to the bar with Ardeth. "Anyone?"
"They are quite common. Most people have had at least one, although it is rare for anyone to remember them. My guess is that you remember yours." Sirius commented.
Harry nodded, "I was Haru, son of Seti."
Ardeth looked at him, "Are you sure?"
Harry nodded, "I've been having flashbacks and dreams. The worst of it was when I remembered Haru's death."
"His death? Then how did he die?" Ardeth asked as they sat down in a corner booth away from everyone who would even think about wanting to overhear their conversation.
"He got into an argument with the high priest Imhotep, after which Imhotep stabbed him. He died in the arms of his brother, begging him to ensure that Egypt prospered. That their father would never be forgotten."
Ardeth was speechless. No one knew just who had killed Haru, no one knew how he had died. It was a mystery unto this day. Until now.
"It actually explains a lot. I've always known Ancient Egyptian and I've never had too much difficulty with the other ancient languages. Things are making so much more sense now."
"And?"
"I can't be certain, but I think that Evy was Nefertiri."
Ardeth looked at him, surprised, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, and the book of Amun Ra is in the statue of Horus back at Hamunaptra."
"It takes life away, doesn't it?" Sirius asked, never truly knowing his history even though he'd done a past life scan with Jamie and Lily when they were seventeen and discovered that he'd been a Greek General that had been crucified after the ransom (his weight in gold) had not been paid - he was glad he didn't remember.
"Yes, and it is our one chance to stop Imhotep."
"So if we can get to Hamunaptra before Imhotep…"
"Then we can stop him." Harry said with a grin. "Although, while we're there I'd like to suggest that we allow for the Yanks and Jonathan to take a little treasure. It's only fair seeing as how they might be killed."
Ardeth smiled, "I think you may be right. It isn't as though the treasure is cursed anyway."
"Unlike the ones hidden within the temple of Ahm Shere." Harry commented, although he didn't really realize just what he was saying.
"Ahm Shere?" Sirius asked as he looked from Ardeth to Harry.
"Yeah, gold pyramid, final resting place of Anubis's army, yada, yada, yada."
"Golden Pyramid?"
"Cursed by Anubis to be the final resting place of his army and the home of the Scorpion King."
"Stay away, in other words." Sirius said lightly.
Harry nodded, "I think my abilities are speeding up the memories of my past life as well."
"What?"
"Yes, in Hamunaptra I went to the treasure room. I fell into some sort of trance while I collected some gold things that seemed to be a bit more than personal. I also took my mother's crown. The one she wore until she succumbed to sickness when Ramses was born."
"Harry, you're confusing yourself. You are Harry James Rameses Potter. Son of Lillian Ptolemy Potter and James Harold Potter." Sirius told him as he held him by his shoulders and looked into his eyes.
Harry nodded before he looked over at Ardeth, "Any input would be appreciated here, Ardeth."
Ardeth nodded, "The sands often foretell of the children of Egypt being reincarnated. They do not, however, foretell of them remembering. It would be wise if we get the Book of the Dead."
Harry frowned, "Who has the Book?"
"The Egyptologist who led the American expedition."
"And he's as good as dead. Which means that he's probably going to go to Hamunaptra as soon as he gets it."
"Or as soon as he gets a sacrifice."
Harry nodded, "Ardeth?"
"Yes?"
"How much would it freak Imhotep out to see me in Egyptian regalia and making him mortal?"
"Take away his powers?"
"And he's no better than a bully who can read from a book." he said grinning evilly - Imhotep was turning out ot be a lot easier to defeat over Moldy Warts.
"To Hamunaptra?"
"To Hamunaptra!"
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