Deceptive Appearances

Fandoms: SG-1 Harry Potter, and maybe if I'm crazy enough SGA

Disclaimer: It should be obvious to everyone that I own neither Harry Potter nor Stargate, SG-1 or SGA. Face it, if I did, you would have to pay to read this, so unless you see a slot asking for your credit card information, I don't own it.

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents, which in prosperous
circumstances would have lain dormant.

--Horace
Chapter Two: Ab Origine

In the depths of Cheyenne Mountain under the base of NORAD is a building that many people have no idea exists. This building extends deep within the bowels of the mountain, and like all buildings simply watched the activity that swept through it.

It was run by another man than the one that had commanded in it for so many years; the portly man who had taken care of this buildings inhabitants was now gone, but he had left another in charge who would take just as good care of the people inside. This man was neither new to the building, nor unfamiliar to the activities that went on all the time in it. This man had inhabited the building longer than almost any other. Only one other had been there longer than him.

The building liked what it saw of this man and was often amused by some of his light hearted antics. The building was pleased, but could tell no one, because no one ever listens to buildings. …Right?

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"Did you feel it?" The tall man in the dark cloak asked the elder sitting at the ornate desk as he strode into the office. There was a moment of silence containing a grief so immense that the tall one was sure it would suffocate him.

The old man looked up and nodded once sadly, "Yes Jarak I felt it." He took a moment to compose himself before adding, "We should notify the family and gather her brother and children then I suppose." If the old one was worried about any of the events that were to come, he didn't show it.

Jarak nodded briefly before leaving the old man's office, his daughter had just died Jarak would need to keep the others away for as long as possible to let the old man grieve. They say that time heals all wounds, but Jarak wasn't too sure that it would heal this wound.

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Something was wrong with his favorite archeologist; Jack could tell that much as soon as he heard Daniel's voice on the other end of the phone. For one thing Jack didn't think he had ever heard the level of sadness that he now heard in Daniels voice other than right after his wife died.

So the question was what had happened and did this have anything to do with Daniels' sickness?

First though Jack needed to get Daniel to come into the S.G.C. and right now that was proving rather difficult. Jack knew that Daniel was a stubborn as those rocks he loved so much, but it had been a while since he had come up against the brick wall that was Daniel. It was proving more difficult to convince his friend to come into work than fighting the Gou'auld.

And Jack had plenty of experience with both, thank you very much.

Jack was fighting a losing battle and he knew it, just then Daniel cut himself off in the middle of what he had been saying, something about promising to come in to work or some such thing as that. No matter what it was it was very disturbing to hear him cut himself off like that.

"Daniel, buddy? You okay?" Jack said after a moment of silence. He heard a distant gurgling noise and then a crash.

"Daniel!" Jack barked into the phone. No response this was not good, not one bit. Something was very wrong with his favorite archeologist; Jack just wished he knew what it was.

As soon as Jack figured out that no one was going to answer Daniel's phone and that the archeologist wasn't playing a weird trick, he sent a medical team over to Daniel's apartment along with S.G.1's team leader Cameron Mitchell to assess the situation. Carter and Teal'c had wanted to go along as well but Jack dissuaded them by asking if they would go with him down to the infirmary to inform Dr. Lam of a possible situation, and to fill her in on what they knew of Daniel's condition.

They were in the middle of the infirmary haranguing doctor Lam about what could possibly be wrong with Daniel when the med team got back pushing Daniel on a stretcher Cameron coming in right behind them a pensive expression on his face.

Looking down onto Daniel's still form on the infirmary bed Jack understood his expression all to well. To put it simple Danny boy looked like crap. His face was pale and sweaty and his closed eyes were moving furiously fast under his eyelids. His hands alternately clenched and
unclenched. In short Daniel was out of it. He seemed to be unconscious, more like in a troubled dream, but from what the Medical personnel were saying he had been completely unresponsive to any and all of their various attempts to wake him.

Doctor Lam nodded as she listened to her med team give her a break down of the facts and then spoke quickly and quietly to them. They rolled Daniel down to the room that housed the MRI machine as the good Doctor came over to the team…and Jack. "It looks like he has gone into a coma, the whys and hows are completely up in the air. The only thing I can see that relates to his condition is being sick before hand, an illness that I couldn't detect when he was in the infirmary earlier. I assumed it had to do with his extreme exhaustion. Sometimes when you're too tired your body sends signals to your brain that you're sick, it's usually one of the only ways to make the patient take a much needed rest. I'm going to perform an MRI to see if I can come up with any more results." She said and then quickly walked down to the MRI room, leaving them standing in the middle of the infirmary.

Jack stared after her for a moment before he turned around and raised an inquisitive eyebrow to the still pensive looking Cameron. Cameron was silent for a moment, staring off into the direction that Daniel had been taken, but he gave himself a little shake and met Jack's gaze. "When we got to Doctor Jackson's apartment we found him lying on the floor unconscious, the phone on the ground next to him. It looks like he passed out in the middle of your conversation sir. He was in the same condition that you just saw him in. A neighbor, Mrs. Mabel Rosen, told us that he's been sick the whole week. Apparently she made him some soup." Cameron finished with a ghost of a grin.

Jack nodded more to himself than to anyone else trying to see where all this fit into the puzzle that was Daniel. Before anyone could say or do anything more they heard a startled shout come from the direction Daniel had been taken.

"What the bloody hell is going on!"

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There it was, the break in the wall. Finally he would be free from the prison of his body.

The magic known as Harry took a deep breath as he prepared to leave his prison. Prepared to be truly useful to himself. Time to be free…

He took a hesitant step outside of his self contained prison; suddenly he felt a great tearing sensation. This wasn't good. He tried to turn back but was abruptly thrown backwards out of his body. He felt himself start to drift apart, no definitely not good. Harry took a hold of his body and pulled himself back together. Right into a partially corporeal body. Oh shit! Not good. Not good at all.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" he bellowed to no one in particular.

This was not happening! It was impossible, not even supposed to be remotely in the range of possibilities, and yet here he was.

Harry Potter's magic, was looking at his body, from out side of it. Strange I thought I would be shorter than I am. Must have been the merging spell, Selien, oh wait its Antigone now, well she was always a bit taller than me. The magic blinked stupidly at the nurses who were shrieking in alarm while thinking these unbelievably stupid thoughts.

He shook himself out of what ever funk he'd fallen in and thought about what had happened and how to fix this rather annoying problem. He had been where he'd been for the past 16 years, bound to his body, unable to do anything but be. He'd been unable to fully stretch, as it were, as his mind was unable to call upon him, magic, to do anything in the realm of spells or hexes. He'd been imprisoned inside his own body. But for the past couple of weeks he had experienced a gradual loosening of the bonds that had held him back from being truly useful. And just a little while ago, he had felt a great breaking along those bonds. After waiting to see if this was really and truly it, Harry had taken a hesitant step out of his prison.

What he hadn't expected was to be thrown out of his body and to take a partially corporeal form. Harry was well aware that this was not normal behavior for magic to take. Hell magic wasn't even supposed to be sentient, but here he was the result of being bound for so long. It was funny really in the sense that it had to happen to him. Why couldn't any weird shit happen to other people? First the prophesy, then the whole thrall ordeal, and now he was sentient when he shouldn't be. Well I guess I'm just the universe's punching bag. Stupid sodding universe…

Harry, or the form of Harry Potter's magic turned around and studied his motionless body, how to get back in? That was the question wasn't it?

"Well Toto, I'm not in Kansas anymore am I?" he muttered distractedly as the door burst open behind him.

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"Well Toto, I'm not in Kansas anymore am I?" Was the first thing Jack heard as he and the rest of SG1 threw themselves into the room Daniel had been in. Daniel had been alone when the nurses brought him in, now though there was a young boy, a kid, standing in-between the team and Daniel looking rather perplexed. The kid was of middling height and absurdly thin in what looked like a black bathrobe with some sort of emblem sown into it. He had messy black hair, green eyes covered by glasses and a lightning bolt shaped scar. But what was really odd…he was transparent and what was more important he was standing in between them and Daniel.

It must be Tuesday, the really strange stuff usually happens on Tuesdays. Jack mused to himself before clearing his throat to get the kids attention.

The kid's head snapped in Jacks direction, an inquisitive expression on his face. "Yes?" he asked pleasantly, a British accent to his voice, no hint of ill intent on his face what so ever.

At least whatever it is, it's polite, Jack mused to himself, the polite ones are always so much easier to deal with. Jack took a deep breath of air before asking the obvious. "Who and what are you and what are you doing here?"

The kid let out a bark of laughter before smiling to himself and chuckling some more. "Funny, I was going to ask you almost the same question. Though mine would have been: Who are you and what am I doing here? I'll endeavor to answer your question though it does look like one of your number already knows the partial answer," he said gesturing towards Cameron whose face had gone slack with shock, slight suspicion in his eyes.

"Mitchell, do you know this person?" Jack asked pleasantly with a touch of annoyed anger in his voice. If something happened to Daniel because of this…

Cameron's eyes shot between Jack, the kid, and Daniel in shock and slight terror. He looked shocked, slightly horrified, and above all confused. "No sir, I don't know him but if my suspicions are correct I have heard of him." Cameron spoke slowly and deliberately, "But if he is who I think he is, then I have no clue how he got here, then again I wouldn't know even if I didn't know of him." He muttered dazedly.

Jack sighed exasperatedly, it was all to the good that Mitchell had maybe heard of the who the kid was but that still didn't answer who the kid was or how he had arrived at the S.G.C., and more importantly why the hell he was standing between them and Daniel.

The kid smiled slightly at Jacks obvious annoyance but didn't bother to enlighten Jack. Instead he looked at Cameron more closely and started muttering to himself in apparent confusion, but who could really tell with transparent kids these days, he could just be disparaging of the dour décor.

Jack couldn't hear all of what the kid was saying but he could make out bits and pieces of it. "Bound… like me? …but how? …willingly? …absolute rubbish…stupid git doesn't he know what he's doing to himself? …why does all the weird stuff happen to me?" The kid looked extremely annoyed.

Jack looking to his side could tell that Teal'c felt the same way, but probably for a different reason. Carter looked similarly annoyed but also thoughtful, probably thinking about how this kid could be transparent. Jack was brought out of his musings by the kids' next statement.

"Right people I guess you still want to know who I am?" Jack, Carter, and Teal'c nodded; Cameron still seemed to be in a severe state of shock so he didn't bother answering.

"Alrighty then, my name's Harry Potter, and I'm his magic," he said pointing back towards Daniel. "Now do you think you can answer me one question?" Harry asked turning towards Cameron who gulped nervously. "Why the bloody hell is your magic bound, willingly nonetheless?" he snarled angrily.

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"Excuse me?" Cameron kept his voice deceptively light despite the absolute not-quite-terror flowing through his body. He could sense the others staring between him and the ghost-like boy. He could tell already that a whole lot of explanation would be needed to sort out this growing mess. All further thought was cut off as Harry lifted his hand and opened his mouth, "I'm sorry about this, you'll understand soon."

Cameron gasped as he felt a bolt of energy hit him square in the chest. He looked up at Harry who had his hand outstretched a golden beam of light emanating from it to envelope his body. "What, what did you do?" He gasped.

Harry gave him a slightly apologetic look as the beam of light was cut off. "I'm sorry but I had to unbind your magic. It wasn't healthy for it to be bound, no matter what." He paused to take a breath and then continued on in a gentle voice his earlier anger all but gone. "If you don't mind me asking but why was your magic bound?"

Cameron felt a brief tingle as his magic flew him once again. His temporary giddiness at feeling the rush of magic was dampened at Harry's question. Oh crap! I am so screwed. My magic isn't supposed to be unbound; the Department of Magic/Muggle relations is going to kill me. Oh Geeze Louise I am so going to kill Daniel once this is all figured out. What the heck is going on here? He voiced that last question aloud just for good measure and was rewarded with an amused snort from the kid.

"My sentiments exactly" Harry said.

"Just one damn second! What is going on here? Get out of my way I'm going to Daniel. And again, who the hell are you because I'm not about to fall for this codswallop!" Jack roared in impatience and annoyance. He looked like he was about to blow a fuse.

Harry smiled idly as Jack just stormed past the two of them and went to Daniels' side. "You know, you really should believe what you see, it would make things so much easier. And I was telling the truth earlier. I am his magic; I am a part of your friend. As to the why am I here? Well I don't exactly know myself, I was bound as in restrained inside your friend but recent events have severed that binding. I do have a few theories though about the why but I don't have all the information. Actually I should probably try to get back." He said as he moved towards Daniel clearly intent on reentering his body. This had the makings of a giant mess. Cameron realized as Jack immediately raised a gun to ward off the kid.

The threat of the gun didn't work though Harry just floated through it startling Jack so bad that he dropped it. "What the hell," Jack hissed as he pulled his hand back and cradled it to his chest in shock as if to protect it.

"Like I said I have to get back into my body. He," Harry said pointing over to his counterparts body, "can't survive with out me. I'm not some sodding alien virus or presence so don't even think about it!" He said raising his finger and pointing it at Jack in a distinctly Daniel-like gesture. That caused Jack to pause just as he was about to start what looked like to be a very promising rant and stare at the kid in a confused daze. "Daniel?"

Carter snapped out of her daze at that and started slowly edging towards the General and Daniel in what looked like a protective stance.

Cameron was about to walk over to them when he felt T'ealc's massive hand clap over his shoulder. "I do not feel that it would be wise for you to move until this situation is sorted out Colonel Mitchell." The Jaffa said.

He was about to say more but cut himself off to look at the unfolding scene in front of him. Harry had floated through both Jack and Carter and was putting his hand over Daniel's…his heart? Damn this is going to get confusing.

"I will warn you this but once," Teal'c said calmly, Cameron didn't know who he was talking to Harry or Him. "If your actions in some way harm Daniel Jackson you will regret the day you were born."

Harry smiled slightly to show he understood. "What you don't seem to understand is that I always have regretted that day anyways Teal'c so that's not much of a threat." He said in an indifferent voice as he concentrated on what he was about to do. Slowly he lowered his hand to Daniel's chest a soft green glow beginning to surround the both of them while an equally soft white light began to twine in with the green, before he pulled his hand back a rather annoyed expression on his fact. "Well shit, that complicates matters a bit doesn't it?"

"What's the matter?" Cameron felt himself asking, worry for his friend outweighing the risks an angry Jaffa posed to his health.

Harry looked over to Cameron with a confused expression on his face. "Well, it seems that I can't get back with out ascending… well I'd rather not do that if I can help it. Wouldn't you?"

Cameron's mouth went dry, he hadn't been on the team the first time Daniel was ascended to a higher state of being but he had read the reports, not that reading the reports was even close enough to even comprehending the situation, but he had read what happened and he rather hoped that their was some way around the whole ascending bit around now. Apparently O'Neill felt the same way.

"Daniel, what do you mean you'll ascend?" Apparently he had gotten over the identity issues as well.

Harry looked at Jack in a resigned sort of annoyance, "I doubt I'll be able to convince you to call me Harry will I?" he asked even though it looked like he already knew the answer.

"If your part of that body then you are clearly Daniel Jackson are you not?" Teal'c asked loosening the pressure he had been using on Cameron's arm ever so slightly.

"Well I guess you could think of it that way, but no matter, that body," Harry said pointing over to the prone body of Daniel on the medical stretcher that Daniel had been rolled in on. "That body was called Harry Potter way before he was known as Daniel Jackson. The only thing that's changed about him is his name… oh and his appearance to but that's a permanent change isn't it? His name's kind of permanent too, but I always preferred the name Harry over Daniel myself."

"Um excuse me," Carter began her tone of voice and facial expression the very epitome of a non-believing person who was just there to humor the crazy man or men in this case. It was really kind of annoying, Cameron thought as he kept his mouth shut and his face in as natural expression as possible, it's not like she hasn't heard the unbelievable before is it? She steps through the Stargate almost every day, but she can't believe in magic! Cameron took a deep breath trying to calm his irrational behavior right back down from where it came from. "But what exactly are you talking about? Magic, there's no such thing." She said with absolute certainty.

Cameron watched as Harry took a deep fortifying breath before answering Sam's question. He idly wondered how Harry would manage to explain something as illogical as magic to the science driven colonel.

"Samantha," Harry started with a slight amount of exasperation in his voice. "As much as I would like to take the time now to convince you that not only is magic real but that there is a whole separate community of people out their who use magic to go about their lives, I'm afraid that
simply isn't possible right now. Ask Daniel when he wakes up, I'm sure he'll be able to answer your questions with his usual thoroughness. Right now my first priority is to get back into my body, but since that road appears to be closed, for the moment anyways, I'll have to convince you that I do belong back in my body to begin with. I'd rather not have to have him," He pointed a finger at the prone Daniel's body. "To have to deal with something he probably won't understand to begin with. So to that end, I do believe that the good doctor wanted to do an MRI earlier, right? I think it would be beneficial for everyone if she went ahead with it right now." He finished with an encouraging smile toward Doctor Lam, who had been standing just inside the doorway for the last couple of minutes. Cameron could see several military type guards outside the partially open door.

"And what will you do while Daniel Jackson is undergoing his MRI" Teal'c asked with his usual calm.

"I knew I liked you." Harry said with half a smile. "I just thought I would answer some of your questions. So that… you know, you might have some idea of what's going on here."

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The building known as the S.G.C was carefully monitoring the situation occurring within her walls. She watched as the young man explained who and what he was. She sympathized as the new one was forced to admit to his interesting past. The commander was confused and outraged not to have known what he considered important information, but mostly he was worried about his friend. Would his friendship with the archeologist survive this? The woman, they called her Carter, was disbelieving, this thing called magic didn't fit in with her preconceived ideas with how the world worked. The Jaffa Teal'c was slightly worried and terribly confused about the whole situation, more over he was rather upset that the new one had hidden something from the rest of them. Her favorite children were confused and hurt, she couldn't help them, and it was intolerable.

The S.G.C was terribly worried about her children, as she referred to the people who worked within her. She didn't know if they would survive the coming storm.

She would have to do something soon.

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Translations

Ab Origine From the Origin

Authors Notes: Erm….well I probably owe some sort of an explanation as to why I took so bloody long to update huh? Okie dokie! Well for starters I had this huge bout of writers block. I mean yes I knew what I WANTED to say but that doesn't really help when I'm trying to actually write it down. Secondly, my dorm flooded a little bit, quite messy and not conductive to a good writing environment. And well thirdly (yes I know that thirdly isn't a word but oh well) I have finals that I've been studying for. So far this is only half of what I had originally planned for chapter two but I came to that oh so nice stopping point and thought that I should go ahead and post what I had for now because I could tell that it's going to take a lil' bit to actually write out some of the answers that need to be known. I hope I haven't terribly confused anyone so far, well except myself but that happens all the time anyways.

Next chapter: part one of the question answer session, and a nice visit with some oh so familiar Aurors. Definitely won't have it out anytime this next week as its finals week but hopefully I wont be long in updating. Can't promise anything though.

--Kira

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