Title: Deceptive Appearances

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

Rating: TEEN

Whole Story Quote: We require from buildings two kinds of goodness: First, the doing their practical duty well; then, that they be graceful and pleasing doing it.

-- John Ruskin

Summary: When Harry left that world behind he swore he would never be manipulated by the magical community again. What happens when a manipulative headmaster and power hungry friends turn up looking for Harry Potter? How will the members of SG-1 react to learning Daniel/Harry's colorful history? Will Daniel be thrown to the wolves or will the members of SG-1 teach the members of the magical community that no one ever mess's with 'Their' Archeologist?

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.

Chapter Quote: Truly, thoughts rule the world. However their rule will never be to mankind's benefit unless the most difficult thought of all is understood and practiced – to concede that everything is a mystery. That is, to realize how infinitesimal is your or my understanding.

-- Leonard Edward

Chapter 3: Motu proprio

Just as every building has a different personality so do, to a lesser extent, the individual rooms.

The individual rooms in a building help make up the personality of the building as a whole, but each room has a personality of its own; determined by its use and the people who occupy it.

The infirmary of the S.G.C in the Cheyenne Mountain Complex is but one example of this phenomenon.

Every time a new patient comes into its clutches it surrounds it with an atmosphere conducive to healing. It cares about each and every one of its patients and is saddened every time one of them dies.

Now everyone has a favorite, a favorite teddy bear, a favorite television show, a favorite shirt. Well the infirmaries favorite thing is its most frequent patient, one doctor Daniel Jackson. Every time Daniel visits its rooms the infirmary makes certain that its personnel are up and Adam. Oh and did you know that rooms can influence a persons mood?

This time the infirmary would make sure that its patient was given considerable care, even if it had to lighten volatile tempers.

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Harry, or rather the magic of Daniel Jackson, watched silently and attentively as the medical staff, headed by one Doctor Lam, led away his unconscious body to give it/him an M.R.I. He wished he could go along but he knew that he needed to stay by the others. He had to answer the questions of the friends of Daniel Jackson so that when he eventually made it back to his own body- and he would- they would be prepared. They might be able to help Daniel understand just what the hell had happened to him. Though, Harry mused, he might already have half a clue already, the poor bastard. Well that was a hurdle Harry was glad he wouldn't have to deal with. But it might be smart to get what he did have to deal with out of the way post hast, Jack looked like he was at the end of his tether. Not that the tether in question was all that long to begin with.

Harry took a deep breath and began to speak.

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"Excuse me; say again, you're what?" Jack asked incredulously, his voice getting progressively louder the longer he spoke.

Jack could only watch as Harry calmly repeated what he had said only minutes earlier. "I am Daniel Jackson's magic."

"As in wand waving, pointy tipped hat, broom riding magic?"

"As in."

"You honestly expect us to believe that?" Jack took a fortifying breath before he continued on. It wouldn't do to piss off ghost boy now would it? Not when he might have a clue as to what was wrong with Daniel. "If you tell us what planet you come from and why Doctor Jackson is in the state that he's currently in we'll happily escort you to the Stargate and you can go back to whatever planet that you come from, with out fear of reprisals from us if Doctor Jackson is unharmed." There, I'm being reasonable-ish, Jack thought. Daniel would approve.

Ghost boy actually had the nerve to laugh lightly. "Okay, I doubt that your going to believe whatever I have to say but please do take into account that your dismissing the very idea of magic being real when you have been to other planets though a giant hula-hoop. Personally, I don't think you have much room to talk but that's just me, and I'm a little weird." Ghost boy took a breath while holding up his hand and pointing at Jack to stop the interruption that he correctly guessed was about to come flying out of his mouth in a very Daniel like way.

"Okay I'm going to tell you this once and only once, but be aware that I don't know the whole story, and before you ask I doubt Daniel does either. I'm trusting you to help us/him piece this together, and I only trust you because I can tell that Daniel does."

"I would like to repeat again that, yes; I am Daniel Jackson's magic. Now, what precisely do I mean by magic you may be wondering? Magic, in this sense is extra energy surrounding someone. I believe Daniel's explained that there are several planes of existence between a normal human and an ascended being." Jack nodded along with the rest of the team when Harry looked for confirmation of his assumption. "Well just consider Daniel and anyone who possesses magic to be on one of those planes between being ascended and being, well normal. I wouldn't say that they are much closer to being ascended than you or anyone else just a step above. But they don't have an easier time ascending, I think, but that's a conversation for another time. A benefit of being on said level is the ability to use magic or to appease Colonel Carter, harness the energy surrounding themselves in ways that normal people simply can't. Are you with me so far?"

The group nodded and Mitchell gave an approving nod, "Wow never really thought to explain magic in quite that way. You've had a lot of time to think on this haven't you?"

Harry nodded, "Yes quite a while. Fifteen years to be precise."

"Now," Harry continued on with his story. "Under normal circumstances that energy, or magic, is not sentient as I am, but when under adverse conditions life must either adapt or be destroyed. I was under adverse conditions. I was bound. I chose to adapt.

"Bound?" Carter questioned. "What exactly do you mean by bound?" It looked like Carter was accepting that, possibly, this could happen. Jack allowed himself to relax… slightly.

Harry grimaced slightly, as if recalling a particularly disconcerting event, or looking at a small bug, Jack couldn't tell which. "Now the first thing you should know and remember is that Daniel had no idea that his magic, I, would be bound when he and Saris, err…I think her name is Antigone now, isn't it? Anyways. He didn't know his magic would be bound when they used that spell, so none, absolutely none of this is his fault.

"Okay, now that we have that out of the way, here's what I think happened. A number of years ago Daniel and a very close friend of his were trying to get out of a very difficult, very distasteful situation. Out of desperation they used a spell, Sam– the energy surrounding themselves- to transport them back in time and to a different place geographically on earth as well. They knew what they were doing, but they didn't know the consequences those actions would reap upon them.

"Sam, I'm sure you know Newton's first law of relativity; for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Well in this case the equal and opposite reaction was the binding of Daniel and Saris' magic, they became in effect Squibs. Oh and before you ask, which I know you were about to Jack, a Squib is any non magical person born to magically imbued parents. They are, to put it bluntly, normal children born to advanced parents, at least as far as magic is concerned. While it might have appeared to Daniel the he was a Squib, he wasn't, not in actuality. His magic had been bound. He started his new life while I was imprisoned inside his aura. I didn't become sentient until a few years after my imprisonment, but after I had, I was forced to watch while I could do nothing to help. It was maddening. So, you probably still don't believe me but once the good doctor finishes her M.R.I. you might have a change of heart."

That said, and his story over according to him, Harry pulled a small transparent, like the rest of him, gold ball with wings out of his pocket. Said ball started to hover above his palm before darting away, only to be caught before getting out of reach. Harry seemed to be enjoying himself.

Now, while Jack did find ghost-boy's story to be intriguing and would be lying if he said he didn't believe him, that still didn't answer the question of how Harry had gotten out of his quote prison unquote, why Daniel was unconscious, or why Harry couldn't return without Daniel ascending. All this led to a rather confused and pissy general. While Jack could honestly say that he was often confused when around a certain archeologist and a theoretical astrophysicist; he usually wasn't pissy, that was Daniel's job.

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The old man looked upon his most trusted advisor with expectation.

"How goes the search for my daughters body, and her special people?" He asked the man in the dark coat.

"Sir, we have a lead on where she was living, it seems she was in London, she wasn't far at all. Also, it appears she knew that she was going to die, Gringotts just contacted us, they want to read her will in two weeks. Every one is hunting down the people she was with when it happened. We think she might have married. The search for the Potter boy is uneventful, it seems he hid himself quite well. But don't worry sir, we will find him."

"I expect nothing less."

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Doctor Caroline Lam had been working at Star Gate Command long enough to see some pretty odd, confusing, and downright baffling things. She also had read the reports of the infirmary's previous head doctor, one Janet Frasier. She knew that sometimes you just had to go with the most reliable explanation to a problem, even if it did contradict every thing you thought you had known about the human body. This was one of the times that Doctor Lam knew with out a doubt that no matter what, she couldn't explain this situation by conventional means. Now she just needed to tell the General and S.G.1 that.

God, she really needed an aspirin.

Clutching the medical file of one Jackson, Dr. Daniel, the good doctor strode from her office and into the main infirmary where S.G.1, General O'Neill, and the partially corporeal being who called himself Harry waited. They seemed to be deep in conversation with each other; the General and Harry talking in one corner, while Teal'c and Colonel Carter spoke to Colonel Mitchell in another. The doctor could pick up bits of both conversations and couldn't help but wonder who had decided to turn her world a little more upside down than usual.

"So, your telling me that somehow, something traumatic happened to this Selien person to break the bonds on your prison?" O'Neill was asking with some aspiration.

"Yes, I think so, it's the only thing that I could think of to explain this," Harry said, and Doctor Lam could tell that this was not the first time he had said it.

Harry, she noticed, wasn't in as good of health as she had previously thought upon first seeing him. His eyes had dark circles under them and in several areas she saw bruises and faint outlines of scars, along with a general haggard appearance. The doctor in her wondered what had been used to make those scars and bruises and what the best treatment would be, while the mother in her wanted to hurt whoever had done this to a child. She wanted to protect him. Though, she thought, he might be able to protect himself. She noticed how Harry surveyed the room to assure himself where everyone was at all times. Indeed, he had already spotted the doctor while replying to O'Neill and gave her a minute nod of respect. Doctor Lam wondered what that was about. Then she heard a snatch of the other conversation.

"Yes Sam, magic is real. Actually I'm rather intrigued at the way Harry explained it." Colonel Mitchell said.

"And you practice this magic?" Teal'c asked, he still conveyed a certain measure of disapproval; the same he had displayed back in the room with Daniel, she noticed, along with confusion. Like he was wondering why Daniel and the Colonel kept this from him, the doctor mused.

Colonel Carter seemed to be sharing the same sentiments. "But why, if you both posses this… magic, didn't you tell us? You had to have known that it could be a weapon. We might even be able to get the upper hand against the Ori I mean, why keep it to yourselves?" There was a certain amount of exasperated hurt and righteous indignation in her voice.

Doctor Lam knew that this was the heart of the matter, it didn't really matter that Daniel and Cameron had this magic, it was the fact that they didn't trust their teammates enough to tell them about it. The response would have been the same no matter what had been kept from them. It wasn't what had been kept from them that had been upsetting the people in the room, it was the something like this had been kept from in the first place.

The General and Harry joined them in time to listen to Mitchell's rebuttal.

"Sam, look at the big picture here. I couldn't substantiate my claims of magic, so if I had, in fact, told you about the magical world then I would have been put into a padded cell post hast. That's not exactly my cup of tea, if you know what I mean. Add to that the fact that I don't have just myself to consider, I also have everyone else to consider, every one else in the magical world. What do you think the people in the N.I.D. would do if they found out about that world? No one would be safe, and if the muggles attacked wizard kind, there are certain factions that would take it as a chance to attack muggles with the full backing of some of the world's magical governments to attack muggles right back. It would turn into an all out war. Mind you that's only in extreme circumstances but still the risk was unacceptable. Well that's what stopped me from telling you, oh and that secrecy oath I took too, that was a big factor." Cameron finished offhandedly.

"Secrecy oath?" Teal'c asked.

"Yup a secrecy oath, if I tell anyone about the magical world, well… all I can tell you is that bad things would happen to me, add that to the certainty that who ever I told would be obliviated. I really didn't want that to happen."

Caroline was about to ask what Cameron meant by 'obliviated' when Harry cleared his throat and gestured over towards the good doctor herself, bringing the attention with the others to her.

"Well I finished the M.R.I. and took the liberty of comparing this most recent scan to all of Daniel's earlier ones." She led them over to the X-ray viewing pane and put up three M.R.I pictures.

"Now look at this first picture, taken when the S.G.C. first instituted the M.R.I. policy, you see how it looks compared to the middle and last? It doesn't have as much activity to it as the middle taken just after we found him after he descended, but it has significant more amount of activity in it than the last and most recent scan. Now what does this mean? From the circumstances present I think it means that Daniels missing something – a part of himself."

Here she turned and looked at Harry.

"Now why can't you get back again?"

"His body won't let be back, I haven't been active in him since he was sixteen, and I had been significantly drained just prior to the spell, getting rid of some trash. There is no door for me to go through so to speak."

"Harry can't you just concentrate really hard on getting back or something?" Jack asked sarcastically.

Harry smacked himself over the head.

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"We found the husband. Sir, she's had children. She isn't the last.

The old man let out a sigh of relief, he would have something to remember his daughter by. Now if only he could convince their father to leave them with him…. It wouldn't be easy he knew. But at least he had found some of them. The only one missing was her brother, the Potter boy.

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"Well I can't believe I didn't think of this before. Damn it!" Harry muttered quietly as he approached Daniels still form.

"What is it?"

"Daniel doesn't need to ascend for me to get back into his body, I could have done it anytime before, I just needed to clear my mind. To occlude. Mind you I'm not exactly the world's best Occlumens, that would be Snape but if there's one thing I've learned is patience and that's the golden rule of occlusion. Any who tootles1!" Harry said in one breath as he pressed his hand into Daniels chest.

A faint green light began to surround Daniel and Harry. It got brighter and brighter as Harry pressed his hand in deeper and deeper. It finally got to a point where Harry was so faint that Sam could hardly see him anymore, at which point, Harry looked up and gave her a crooked smile.

Then he disappeared.

Just as two loud cracks sounded in the outer room.

"Damn it Tonks, do try not to announce our presence to every muggle in a one mile radius please!"

"Oh bother Moody, it's not my fault. You're the one who wanted to apparate without those Agents' knowledge to find Harry. We didn't even know where we were going. Do you know how hard it is to apparate to a magical signature?"

Sam turned away from Daniel's body to see what the disturbance was.

Two figures in robes similar to Harry's entered the room. One, a young woman who appeared to be thirty something with bright bubble gum pink hair, was walking slightly ahead of another; an older man with the most scars Samantha Carter had ever seen. His nose was missing a large chunk of flesh and it looked like his face had been a carving block with the amount of scars adorning it, but what really made Sam gasp was the rolling eyeball, not exactly a magazine cover face that was for sure.

The most interesting thing about them that served to confirm Harry's story was the fact that they were fully corporeal.

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The infirmary felt the change in her charge's life force, he was whole again. It let out a sigh of relief. All was not well yet with in the S.G.C but in this little corner of it things were getting better. Even rooms have personalities, a small part that helps to make up the whole.

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Translations:

Motu proprio - Of one's own initiative

Story Notes: The Ori are partially ascended beings who have been messing with S.G.1 and the rest of the galaxy in this most recent season, they carry these kick ass staffs, and can do things with their minds.

Author's Notes: First of all I would like to apologize profusely for the terribly long delay between chapters. All I can say is that real life and a certain amount of procrastination has attributed to this. I'm taking this terrible math class, and just so ya'll know me and math do not get along so it's not just the fact that this class is hard, which its not too terribly it's the fact that it's a math class at all that's giving me problems. Any who the good news is that I have had a large chunk of the next chapter already written, - like for a month or two, so hopefully it wont be too long before I have the next chapter out, though I wouldn't hold my breath because my mom is coming home for vacation tomorrow and she doesn't really like that I write, so I'll have to add on to this story when ever I have the chance, and that means when ever I'm done with all my other commitment and when my mom isn't in the room.

Short chapter I know – hopefully next chapter will be longer.

Thank you ever so much for reading, reviews are very welcome.

-- Kira

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