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Mrs. J.K., How do you feel about Crossovers? Like your story gets fucked from both sides? Nah, and if it was, it would be fun.

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Luna opened her eyes and asked: "Do YOU think that this is a story, Harry Potter?"

I shrugged again, "You are the seer, Luna, you tell me if this is real or not."

Luna hesitated a bit, finally, she said: "Terra, do the download."

Two hours later, Luna came out of the chair, pecked my cheek, and said: "Go and prepare, Harry. We are going to have fun, this is your last Layer, you have to make an impression on this world, or your Robby."

49 Master of Death.

I hugged her goodbye: "Don't worry, Luna, we will have a blast. Let Dobby tell Sirius that I will visit him next month. Oh, make Winky your elf if she doesn't have a family yet."

Luna beamed down, I mumbled, "I'll let Dobby shag her cross-eyed, that will teach her to choke me."

I set course to my Asteroid belt, yes, all mine! Underway, I went to the cargo bay and activated the Constructor table, I searched through the different models until I found a set of constructor bots that my brain could handle, it is no use making the newest models if you can not give it mental commands.

The bots I ordered required 60% brain activity, the first bots the constructor table started to produce were bots that specialized in repairing damaged ships. Terra set them to work immediately, the first thing that got repaired was the Medical bed.

An hour later, Terra announced, "Harry, The Medical bed is ready, The estimated time to cure all defects is one day. If I may suggest to optimize your brain functions, you can gain 5 to 10% in brain activity."

I asked, "Will it affect my Mindscape or memories?"

Terra answered: "No, it will just enhance your brain cells. The procedure needs four hours more to complete."

"I'll do it, you can start on the shipyard if you are fully repaired. Terra? Can you use copies of your Data core to operate the shipyard and new ships? Or do they have to start with their own?" I asked.

Terra was quiet for a bit: "Harry, we have no other choice than to use my copies, I have a limited database, we can only produce ships from the same series as my model and the derivatives from it, the shuttles from the same series are in my database too."

"Fair enough, make sure to get half of the crew quarters back, two rooms with Stasis Pods, and a room with a hard light hologram emitter for talking from a distance." I went to the Med-Bed and blacked out.

Xxxxx

I woke up hungry, but healthy, I never felt better! I gained several inches, my scars were gone, those bloody Dursleys were nasty in this universe… they are on my to-do list now.

I filled my stomach with bland food from the replicator, scanning new dishes… they are on my to-do list now.

On the bridge, Terra filled me in: "We reclaimed ten crew quarters, and created a room for a Hard-light Hologram transmitter, range of 10.000 miles. The rooms with the Stasispods are in construction, it needs two more days to complete. The shipyard will be operational in one week, I prioritized the construction of the yard over the repairs."

I sat in the control chair, my brain activity is now 78%, a gain of 7% is not bad. I projected the model of Terra into my mind and started to design runes for the ship, several for the hull, like unbreakable, lightweight, invisibility, Muggle repellent, notice me not, three different shield charms, and one energy absorbent, the last one is based on attracting lightning to fuel a Crystal array that can be used in high demanding rituals.

For the inside, all kinds of cooling and self-repair, the cargo bays got extra weightless, unbreakable, and durability. Then I made the expansion runes, to increase the loading capacity fivefold. I went over the ship with a fine comb adding runes all over the place, at last, I locked the model and ordered the improvements, Terra set the droids to work, the good part? They can draw the runes with Magic, the zero-point energy we are using is called Magic on Earth.

Xxxxx

A week later, the shipyard was ready and started on the first model, a sister ship of Terra. A complete copy, runes included. With a copy of Terra in the Shipyard, I could leave it in her capable… bits.

I set course to Earth, to the Stargate Base, from orbit, I let Terra hack into the dialing computer to find the address SG1 went to, Abydos, where they nuked Ra. It took ten minutes to find the address and twenty minutes to bug the Base.

We set course to Abydos in full stealth, with the runes active, the performance increased by 15%, Terra was humming. When we arrived at Abydos, the place was riddled with debris from Ra's ship, we hoovered above the Stargate, I asked "I thought they buried the Gate? Why would they dig it back up?"

Terra answered: "It was never buried, the rings weigh too much for the people to manage, this is a primitive community."

"Alright, deactivate the Gate and beam it to our cargo bay. Scan for Jaffa and Goa'uld and see if you can locate Jackson." I asked.

"No Goa'uld or Jaffa on the planet, no monitoring satellites in orbit, Jackson is in the settlement doing his matrimonial duties," reported Terra.

I made my decision, "Beam me to the pyramid next to the wall with addresses and record every detail of this pyramid, the eye of Ra must be here too if you can have a lock on it beam it up, in fact, clean this place out. Scan for hidden rooms and goodies."

I took a stroll through the pyramid while Terra beamed everything in her cargo bay. "We have everything, Harry. Do we need something else?" asked Terra.

With a thought I beamed into my control chair, yes my mind is linked with the chair, bloody handy to have. I scanned the planet, there is plenty of Naquadah on this planet, only a radius of three hundred miles around the gate was mined. There was a region with a moderate climate on the planet with a lake and a huge underground water reservoir, there is even a lot of vegetation.

I said: "Terra when Jackson has his pants back on, beam him in front of me. We need to have a talk. Also, let the constructor bots create a few satellites with a little engine and stealth to keep an eye on things and give it a subspace communicator to alert for incoming spaceships."

I scanned the rest of the planet, these guys live on the hottest part of the planet, there is a band of moderate climate on the planet that is fit for colonization, only the Naquadah is scarce there, with no large animals… no dangerous bugs, this could be a nice place to live if not for those Goa'uld worms.

Ah, here is Jackson, a bit dazed, but I bet very satisfied. "Was it as good for her as it was for you, Daniel Jackson?" I asked, "You know, marriage is a two-way work… No, how was that expression again… ah! A two-way street! Although I did not see any roads here."

Jackson was looking around, probably looking for clues, I cut through the cheese… chase? "If you look at the image of this planet," I said while I projected a hard image of the planet, "You will see the green dot, that is us, two thousand miles south, is a lake and an underground water reservoir. Now, here is my deal, I can transport your little band to that lake with everything you possess, and you can start making babies. Or… you can stay here and wait for the next system Lord to appear and have business as usual, you know, slaving in the mines to get the quota to keep them happy."

Jackson was still a bit dazed: "How did I get here? I didn't see or feel any transporter rings."

I replayed my speech and waited for his answer.

He tried again: "Who are you? To what people do you belong? You have a Britain accent."

I replayed my speech, and waited for his answer, I added, "You better discuss my offer before you ask your own questions, Jackson, that will be faster."

Finally, Jackson paid attention to the globe and studied the offer I made, I zoomed in to let him have a better view of the lake.

"There is fish in the lake, enough with your current supplies to tide you over to the next harvest. You dumbasses made a mess by killing Ra, Apophis will take the majority of Ra's worlds over and will come to pay a visit to the ones that dared to kill a System Lord. I removed the Astra Porta, and this planet is too far out of Apophis capital world, he will probably leave this planet as a spare."

Jackson finally said: "This is a decision for our elders, but I see no problem with it."

With a mental command, Terra beamed some elders up. Terra scanned the minds of the elders to learn the language and translated the words directly into my mind, and she spoke my thoughts in their language. I could learn the language, but I am not that interested.

We paid a visit to the lake and beamed them down, the first thing they did was feel if the water was real. We came to an agreement, they got a week to harvest all that they could and prepared for the move. Which was good, Terra 2 would do the move.

My parting words: "Jackson, I will add a few boats and nets, some fishing gear, There are three satellites in orbit, to keep an eye on the surroundings, they will send information to a monitor, break it, you lose it."

Terra 2 will mine the Naquadah from the planet, it is too good to leave behind. The planet will decrease in value, Win-win. No, it is not stealing!… I think.

Xxxxx

My next target is that old guy from Earth that is stranded on that unstable planet, finding it was easy, the planet was listed as a meeting point for the four races, there were six of them, I start with the closest and will work my way up.

We found him on the second planet, now I know what I forgot! I didn't have clothes for the old guy! And my replicator only does food.

I beamed down to the old temple and called out, "Ernest Littlefield! Prepare to go home!"

Littlefield came out of the building and stared at me as if he was hallucinating, "Pack your stuff mate, I'll give you a ride home."

With a thought I beamed the relic into my cargo bay, collected all of Littlefield's notes, and beamed him on the med bed, a bit of rejuvenation and strengthening made him in tiptop shape according to his age. No, I won't make him a twenty-year-old dude. He will have a hard time explaining this shit as it is right now.

I duplicated my clothes and transfigured them into something flashy, yep, I made him look like Friar Tuck. They will freak out when those clothes disappear after a week, that is the normal time they stay if I don't make the copies permanent.

When he emerged from the Med-bed he put on the Monks habit I provided with sandals and all, I told him: "Doctor Littlefield, tell the dumbasses down there that they are not ready to travel the Galaxy yet, and that they better unite themselves before they set a foot outside your planet. Tomorrow I will remove the Astra Porta, you can keep your notes."

I beamed him right in front of the Star Gate in full view of the guards. I hope they don't kill the dude. I did not stay to see the drama, explaining forty years of paying Robinson Crusoe will keep them busy.

What is next? Ah! I can search for that robot kid that can make the replicator thingies. It is a needle in a haystack though, I selected planets that had no active Gate for the last two hundred years and were a bit out of the way, not in Goa'uld space. I recon a week before I need to talk to Luna, she is a seer she can see when I will find it, so I can skip searching until the predicted day. I know, I am a Genius.

Well, I found some things, a planet with Purple Crystals, they are still in one piece, so I deactivated the Gate. See? I am benevolent, I saved a whole… Purple community glowy Chrystals.

Another find was the repository, alright, quit nagging, it was in Terra's Memory banks. We connected a power cell and Terra did a download, now Her memory banks are at 100%.

"Here is the last part, Harry. It will take a day to process it all," said Terra.

"Thanks, Terra, store the repository in our cargo bay, there are no other Alterans out there and if Anubis finds this then we are fucked. We better get the others too later on. Set course to Earth." I said.

Xxxxx

I know I can give her mental commands, but I am not used to talking in my head to her, I might slip a bit and show what I have stored away from her in my mindscape. I suspect Terra is one of these two, one, she is an Ascended one that is posing as the ship's artificial Intelligence, or two, she is ROB or a servant from IT.

Why do I think that? Because it is too obvious, I am stranded on Hadrian and Tadaa! Here is a ship that is a fixer-upper, but it can get you in space, Do you need fuel? There is a depot with just enough to reach the Asteroid belt. It is obvious she wants me to mess with the Goa'uld.

You can ask why I don't confront her, well, it is simple, if she is an ascended, she will move back upstairs and I lose all her help and hints. If she is one of ROB, exposing that can get me to fail the Layer or have a complete reset. Most of all, I kind of like to hear her voice, she has a Radio voice, you know the kind that wants you to keep listening and imagine what kind of beautiful girl has that voice. But you never want to find out what she really looks like, sometimes the dream is better than the reality.

Xxxxx

I woke up with the full knowledge of Alteran... You think? Nah, with what they want me to know, enough to get started, and none of their dirty secrets. It is time to set things straight.

I knew I had forgotten something! I completely forgot about the Stargate. Terra set course to a place above it, you know that it's relatively speaking, Terra is still in Space just in orbit above Stargate command.

I scanned the facility, they got the place fortified, and packed with automated weapons, the control room was a bastion, and everyone was wearing battle gear.

I went to the Holo room and said: "Terra, make my image look like Dart Vader, the voice too."

The guys in the Control center almost shat themselves when Dart Vader beamed in, Dart Vader (it's Me) looked around and with a wave of his hand, the Stargate disappeared with a flash of light. That started pandemonium, guns, machine guns, fired at Dart Vader from all sides. Using the Force, I held my hand up and a shield blocked all the bullets until they ran out of ammo.

Dart Vader, (Still Me) located the command center and beamed inside, with a wave of his hands, the doors locked, and all weapons beamed out. Then you would think that they would react like in the movies like Give yourself up! Surrender! You are trespassing in our Nation! You stole UN property, return it at once!

Ok, that last one they did shout at me, I held my hand up and Mr. Jones's voice boomed through the room, "Resistance is futile… Crap, wrong movie… ah, fuck it! You dimwits must have realized you are not alone in this Universe, so why did you think it was a good idea to take a Nuclear Bomb along on your first mission into the Galaxy? I must compliment you on declaring war on the ruling race that is reigning over three-quarters of this Galaxy."

One of them protested: 'They opened hostilities! We just defended ourselves, we are not to blame for this."

Dart Vader nodded, "Ah, yes, that is reasonable, so if I come to the Yellow… Green... White House with a team that is armed to the teeth, you will wave us in and say hello? Because that is exactly what you guys did to Ra."

Dart Vader (Me) pointed to the view screens: "Maybe you can explain the level of intelligence of the commanding officers to let his men open fire at a being that can take a thirty-ton heavy eighteen-foot wide circle device away with a wave of his hand?"

Hey, they can blush! I… Dart Vader continued: "Who made these calculations that I can be stopped with bullets when I can transport a man three thousand feet down in a fortified bunker? Is this how you welcome visitors from other worlds?… enough of this shit, listen up, fools, they are searching for you, and they want to punish you for killing Ra. Not because they like him, but because you killed him. I suggest you unite or perish."

Dart Vader (me) beamed out. Ok, I admit I fucked it up, I could not stay in character for a second. Next time I'll do the Terminator… no, I have a problem with the accent, I know! Predator! They will drop a load in their pants when they see him.

My next target is Luna, I checked the date, it is Friday… tomorrow will be a Hogsmeade weekend, if it isn't, we will make it one. I checked in on Luna, she was in the shower doing her thing… here is a question, why would Luna masturbate in the shower? She is a seer so she must know I am looking… "Go for it, Luna! Use more fingers and moan louder! Pinch those nipples!"

Luna moaned: "Will you shut up Harry? You are distracting me, if you want to help, grab your dick and get busy!"

A half minute later, a Hard Light Hologram appeared beside her, I said, "I can do better Hun."

Ten minutes later, Luna was fully satisfied and sighed: "Next time you come down yourself, Harry."

… … It is official, I am an idiot. Two times in a row? I must be slipping. To save some of my dignity I said: "No, love, our first time needs a bed and orbiting our new planet."

"Liar," whispered Luna, "Then you better find a better planet than Hadrian, we need one with some water on it."

I admit defeat, you can't surprise a seer unless she wants it. "Send Sirius a Patronus that we will visit him tomorrow, Honey. I am going to search for a planet."

Xxxxx

That is a big discussion in the Sci-fi community, why do all the planets have vegetation from Earth? Ok, we all know it would cost an arm and a leg to do the special effects, but what are the odds of finding such planets? Our explanation? We Terraformed them! We made the planets that way so we could inhabit them!

Then the Dudes from Stargate Universe mess my explanation up by traveling forty million years into the universe, and what do you know? They have oak trees over there! So there must be a GOD… or a fucking ROB with too much free time on his hands!

Meh, I keep it on my explanation, the Alterans Terraformed all those planets, so I can claim them, you know, to have the moral high ground.

Terra projected a planet close to my Asteroid belt that looked ideal before me, meh, let's humor her and make it ours. I bet there are goodies on that planet.

We passed the time to scan dishes from all over the planet into my Food Replicator, I was tired of the bland Alteran food now I could order food from all over the world, I am going to be a Foody, don't laugh! Memories of my stay at the Dursleys are still troubling me, especially the days with a few slices of bread and water after a bout of accidental Magic.

Xxxxx

I beamed Luna up and gave her a hug, "Let's surprise Sirius, love. Do you think he believes in aliens?"

Luna asked: "You are getting him here?"

I nodded, "The years in Azkaban left their mark, I can heal him."

Luna's Patronus Bunny appeared before Sirius: "Don't be surprised Sirius, keep your wand in its holster."

Sirius beamed in. Fidelius? War wards? Meh, Alteran tech goes through them like they aren't there at all.

Sirius stared at me: "Harry? Is that really you? You look different." He looked around, "what is this place?"

"This is Terra, my Spaceship, I repaired her myself, my changed looks is my Medical bed. It fixed all the abuse the Dumbledore and the Dursleys did to me. And you are next. Terra? How long does Sirius need to stay in the Med-Bed?" I asked out loud.

"Fourteen hours, Captain Potter," said Terra's voice, "Miss Luna needs six hours, to optimize her body and brain."

"Sirius, I have the technology of our forefathers, this ship is one of them. I can heal your body and mind from the years you spent in Azkaban. Follow me."

Once Sirius got in bed, I smiled at Luna: "We have fourteen hours, what do you want to do? I found a suitable planet to orbit, and my quarters have a big bed."

Luna shook her head, "I turn sixteen in two months, Harry, not before that. Show me the planet."

With a thought, Terra took off. I asked: "What about a snog? I am allowed to have a snog, right?"

Luna grabbed me and gave me her first kiss, happily, I kissed her back, my hands might have wandered a bit, you know, to explore the goods, nice ass, soft hair, tasty neck, shirt in the way… not anymore, Damned, stopped by the Bra of Doom. Meh, I can wait.

Xxxxx

I knew that Terra had alternative motives! Robo-Girl was on that planet! The one that was built with reverse-engineered Alteran technology! The one that caused the war with the Asgard. I filled Luna in with the history of the Replicators and beamed it on board. After a deep scan, we discovered the mess the builders of this droid made of it. They gave the replicators a learning routine to update themselves. What I do know is that Alteran tech is not enough, I need to visit Atlantis for this.

"Terra, is there more Alteran technology on this planet? Some hidden stashes?" I asked out loud.

"Yes, Harry, there is a secret lab deep underground that was not in the files of this planet. The power Cell of the shield is weakening, making it possible for me to discover it. I am beaming everything in Cargobay four." reported Terra.

Luna scouted the planet, "Harry? It is not very logical, only the region around the Astra Porta is developed, it is as if this is an outpost or the beginning of a colony. The rest of the planet is uninhabited."

"Terra, disable the Gate and check the logs, note which planets they had contact with," I commanded.

I took Luna's hand and said: "Let us see what goodies they hid underground."

In Cargobay four, I was stunned. Ten ZPMs! A brand new control chair, and a bunch of different devices. I looked around to see where Santa was hiding.

Terra reported: "This Data bank is Ten thousand years old, Harry. This must have been made by a returnee from Atlantis. Janos was his name… we are being scanned by a device I just beamed up…"

A hard Light Hologram appeared before Luna and me, "Welcome descendants, both of you have Genes from my people and can use our old spaceships, which makes you our Heirs. I will allow you to use my inventions and materials. Sit in the command chair and prepare for an update."

I sighed and sat down in the chair: "Like I said to Terra, spread it out over a few hours, and don't fucking fry my brains!" I put my hands on the Gel-packs and blacked out.

Xxxxx

I woke up looking at Sirius and Luna who were hovering over me, "How long was I out?" I asked.

Terra answered: "Eight hours twenty-seven minutes, Captain Harry. The database merged with my core and updated me to Lantean specs."

I sighed, "Luna, Med-bed first for you. Sirius, I have a lot to tell you. Follow me and when Luna is in the Med-Bed, I will tell it all."

Once Luna was tucked in, I told Sirius about my stay on Hadrian, the discovery of Terra, how I repaired her, and how I got the knowledge.

That froze him up: "You are not Harry? You are possessing Harry?"

I shook my head, no I am not possessing myself, I am Harry and got memories from an old soul that lived in a core world where some authors get visions of other worlds and write stories about it. One of these worlds is the Wizarding world, another is from the muggle side of view. What connects us is Merlin, he was Moros, the High Chancellor of Atlantis, he ascended to a higher plane 10.000 years ago and returned to Earth as Merlin. Another one is Ganos Lal, also known as Morgana."

I shrugged: "Those two stories merged into one. I am on a mission from a higher being to solve this mess. When I am done, that higher being will put those memories in another one, I can keep a copy of it. That is all I got, Sirius. I do know what would happen if you should have fallen through the Veil. Dumbledore would fool me to be a sacrifice for his idiotic schemes."

I stretched out and asked: "How do you feel? Those Medical beds are amazing isn't it?"

Sirius nodded: "I never felt better. My magic feels purer too."

I grinned: "I am going to mess with Dumbledore, he is obsessed with the Deadly Hallows, and thinks he needs a visit from the Master of Death."

Luna came to the bridge and heard the last words: "Dumbledore needs a visit from him alright."