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Mrs. J.K., SG1 Dudes, I am back to give it another shot. Why you ask? Because I like both the book and the TV show, not the Atlantis crap or the Universe Disaster though. But those are my personal opinions. Oh, yeah, I still do this for free, only a madman would pay for it… there are a lot of madmen in the world! Nah, just kidding.

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Nothing but a void.

1 The customary Death scene.

I stood beside a Glowing Ball, Entity, Personality, Deity, or whatever that thing is called next to me.

"They call us the Ascended or The Others." came a voice inside my head, those glowing balls can read my mind!

"We can, now observe what is happening in front of you." interrupted the glowy thing my panicking thoughts.

I watched a naked young boy appear, wounded and battered, and an ugly small something next to it. Soon the scene changed into a train station, the boy got clothes, and a Gandalf Wannabe appeared before the boy. No Way! This is bloody Harry Potter when Voldemort got him offed in the Forbidden Forest!… I am Dead too?

"You are, stay silent and observe." I read the bloody books and saw the movies, I know what will happen.

The voice said, "Fair enough, then this will be my offer, this world you are in is not only a Potter World, your task is to take it from here and solve all problems from the other world."

Hmm? What is in it for me? It is no doubt something dangerous.

The Voice answered my thoughts, "You got to live again, refuse, and I will send you to the afterlife then I will select another one for the job."

OK… that is an easy choice, I can be dead and in the afterlife after this job, so what do I have to do to take it from here?

The voice said, "I will merge your Soul with that Boy's body, and let the Boy's Soul move to the afterlife. You will have all the memories and knowledge of the Boy and some of yours. Prepare for the merge when the Boy is leaving."

I understand now, that Dumbledore can not know of this move. Well, I am ready to kick ass, nope play dead first. I always wondered what I would do. To prepare for our move, all the memories and skills from Harry are copied into me. Damn, that is one unlucky bastard. He was the plaything for everyone! We will have a good conversation after the battle. Ah, it is time.

"Good luck, what you do from now on is your own choice. I won't help from here on, and our talk will be closed off for everyone. Have fun, Harry Potter." were the last words from that glowy thing.

Xxxxx

I followed canon, played dead, and told Narcissa her Draco was still alive, Hagrid was forced to carry me to the Castle, during that time I was thinking about when I would go off script, My best chance was when Neville sliced Nagini's head off and I cover myself with my cloak.

Just like in the book, Tom Riddle was gloating with my body in front of him. Neville, Brave Neville stood up against him, the sorting hat was put on the boy and set on fire, it was epic to see him take the sword out and with one slash behead Nagini.

During the start of the fight, I donned my cloak and began to do damage, no stunners or shields from me this time. No, piercing hexes to the head or heart. I took the major Death Eaters out that way, I was too late to save Lavender, she got maimed by Fenrir before I could pierce his head. Ron and Neville got him in Canon, I got him first.

Anyway, the giants were on a rampage, being attacked by Hagrid's brother and the animals of the forest helped by the centaurs. Forced by them we took the fight inside the castle. The House Elves, led by Kreacher and armed with knives joined the fight, the little idiots did not think to use their Magic… oh, yes, they are forbidden to use Magic to fight against humans.

Instead of shielding my friends, I chose to kill the Death Eaters before they could cast, with my intent set on killing, my spells were faster, more powerful, and deadly. The end was near when I saw Hermione, Ginny, and Luna fight Bellatrix, to distract Bella, I sent a few piercing hexes her way, enough for Hermione to take her out with a cutting curse. Bellatrix's head fell down in slow motion.

Voldemort, who was dueling Shacklebolt, McGonagall, and Slughorn screeched in rage, with a blast, all three were blown away. It was show time for me, I shielded Hermione and the girls while I removed my cloak. Surprised shouts came from everywhere, "He is alive!" "Potter is alive!"

I smiled, "Hello Tom, I was upstairs, they told me they still missed two parts of you, well, one part now."

"You!" shouted Voldemort, "How come you are still alive? I killed you again in the forest!"

Keep the asshole talking, so the public has their show. Everyone stopped fighting and watched our Duel, more like our Trash Talk while we circled each other.

"You never could beat me, Tom, every time we meet I come out on top, it is time to end it." was my opening line.

"Foolish boy! You overcame some fluke accidents with cheer dumb luck! Everyone bowed before me! You are merely a running joke!" was his response, not bad either for a comeback.

I nodded, "Yes, then I am a very lucky boy indeed, the people upstairs said so too, they are waiting for you, Tom."

"They can wait forever!" shouted Tom, "I walked the path to immortality, and will find a way to overcome this setback too. It's you who will have to go to your Upstairs, little boy!"

Let's get nasty, I want to end this quickly, "said the poor orphan boy with Mommy issues, or was it Muggle Daddy issues?"

BURN! That did the trick! His Avada Kedavera met my Expeliarmus halfway and got rebounded. Tommy kicked the bucket while I grabbed the spinning Elder Wand. I avoided talking about it during our trash talk, nobody should know about it.

Once Tommy was down, the rest gave up, Hermione and Ron were the first to hug me, followed by Neville, Ginny, and Luna.

I looked at Kingsley and said, "Take a force with you and get the Ministry back under control. It is time to take back what is ours. Umbridge has to pay for what she did to us, no mercy for her."

Hermione chided, "Harry, it is not good to be ruthless. You are a better man."

I shook my head, "Look around you, Hermione, if you did not kill Bellatrix, would she hesitate to kill you, Ginny, or Luna? How many people did she kill? Did you forget what Umbridge did to the Muggleborn? Didn't you hear Fred and George talk about the camps on the Wireless? Heard who died by the snatchers? Now is the time to set things straight or we will get the same problems in twenty years."

Kingsley nodded, "Well spoken, Harry Potter, I will gather volunteers to take the Ministry. Most of the Death Eaters are here, so it will be easy."

My last words before he left made everyone think, "Kingsley! If they claim they are innocent, let them take an oath on their Magic that they didn't follow Voldemort willingly and did not support his cause voluntarily. I am done with the Imperio excuse and bribes to escape Azkaban. The same goes for those weaklings of the Wizengamot. The oath or get out. We suffered enough, it is time they know what it feels like."

Xxxxx

Kingsley took the Ministry back just before dawn, he rounded up the known supporters of Voldemort, the rest got a chance to prove their innocence by taking the oath. The innocent Prisoners from Azkaban from last year were freed, all the captured Death Eaters and Ministry accomplishes were put in their place awaiting their trial.

Yes, the fucking Malfoys got a family box there too. That Narcissa told Tom that I was dead does not measure up for all the crimes they are responsible for. We did save Draco enough to pay that debt off, and the crimes of Lucius are too many to let him off because he got worried about his baby boy. Fuck them.

After the battle everyone wanted a piece of me, to thank me or to hear their suffering. I called Kreacher, "You fought bravely, Kreacher. I am proud of you, we finally took revenge for Sirius, revenge for Regulus. Can you let the elves take all bodies of our fighters and lay them in the Great Hall, put the bodies of the Death Eaters in the antechamber."

"We will, Halfblood Master," answered Kreacher, "Good Master Regulus can rest in peace now."

I hope that elf isn't going to keep being a pain in the ass, I cut him some slack now but I won't next month.

I sat down next to Luna, "I am glad it is all over, Luna. I am exhausted though."

Luna smiled, "Use your cloak, I will distract them." Hmm, like she did in Canon?

Luna stood up and pointed, "Look! A Blubbering Humdinger!"

Even Hermione looked, while I went under my cloak, I walked outside and accio'd a lost wand, with the Elder wand I transfigured that wand to its likeness, repaired my old wand, and walked to the Forest edge, "Accio Resurrection Stone!"

After a minute, a small stone came flying to me, now I have all three. I put the stone and Elder wand in my Mokeskin pouch and went to find Hermione and Ron. I staged a ruse by snapping Voldemort's wand in public and burning the parts to a crisp, so I smothered all connections to the Deathly Hallows, I did not tell them about the stone or what happened upstairs. A secret shared is not a secret anymore, especially if you tell it to a jealous prick named Ron.

Xxxxx

When the first hectic week was over, I went to talk to the painting of Dumbledore with McGonagall. Dumbledore was glowing with pride, "Well done, My Boy! I knew you were up for the task!"

I nodded, "Thank you for the trust you put in me Albus Dumbledore. You knew I would do too well, so you handicapped me. Spending ten years getting abused by my relatives and sleeping in a cupboard under the stairs handicapped me well enough for that fight. And all those spells you did not teach me, or train me as you would have done if you did not believe I could do so well."

I looked at the painting and asked, "Tell me, whose idea was it to collect me from the Dursleys and fly away on brooms? Then to make it more difficult you let Snap tattle those plans to Voldemort?"

Dumbledore paled, "It was needed my boy, Severus had to keep Tom's trust."

I glared at the picture, "I bet Mad-Eye Moody would agree with you were it not that he got killed by that idiotic stunt. Instead of waiting for my birthday, I could sneak out a week before under my cloak, but that would be too easy."

I turned to McGonagall, "Imagine, Headmistress, Hermione, Ron, and I were sent on a quest to search for Horcruxes, the only clue was a storybook, a snitch, and a deluminator. All that time he and Snape were plotting my death, because I had a Horcrux in my head and the only way he could think of was for me to die."

I shook my head, "Somehow I survived and this old bastard thinks he deserved the credit for it? Every year I had to fight for my life in this school and most of the time it was him that arranged it. Getting Mad Eye killed was a small price to pay, wasn't it? He was old anyway. All for the Greater Albus."

I walked to the door, "I better not see that picture when I come here next time or it will burn. Headmistress, Albus Dumbledore was a manipulating traitor that made my life a living Hell, I am glad that bastard is dead. I am done with him."

That will cure McGonagall of her devotion, if not? Fuck that bitch.

Xxxxx

I had my fill of burials and mourning, Fred's was a difficult one, I don't know if I could trust Molly, she was too casual talking about love potioning Arthur, and don't know if Ginny took after Mum.

I visited the wounded in St. Mungo's, that is a task the Man Who Killed must do, I talked with them and tried to give some comfort. What can you say to someone who got maimed for life?

I spoke with Lavender Brown, she was in a small room, isolated as if she got the plague, her face was full of cursed scars. Crying, she told me, "They abandoned me, Harry! Once they knew Fenrir did this to me they dropped me like I was a real Werewolf, and kicked me out. Mum even refused to talk to me!"

Those ungrateful fools, "Hear me out, Lavender, You will have a room in my home for as long as you want or get married. I will not abandon a friend who fought at my side. Kreacher! Ah, Kreacher, this is Lavender, from now on she will be a permanent House Guest, I will add her to the Wards, when she calls out for you, bring her to Grimmauld place."

I had to hold Lavender for ten minutes to let her cry, "Don't worry, Lavender people will come around. We will find a way to get rid of those scars."

Lavender moved in two days after that.

Xxxxx

Kingsley, the temporary Minister, and I went to Gringotts to mend some fences, the little buggers were angry at me for stealing a cup from a Vault and a dragon. A delegation was waiting for us, with Griphook behind them.

I told them, "I had to do this to get rid of Voldemort, I had no other choice, therefore I made a deal with Griphook in exchange for the Sword of Griffindor. Only I needed that sword to eliminate the last pieces, but he would have got it in the end. That bastard nicked the sword and betrayed us by triggering the alarm, so we had to escape with that Dragon."

One of them bit at me, "The fact remains that you stole from us! You escaped and destroyed our infrastructure! You are a thief!"

I bit back, "If I didn't you would be called Vermin and Nasty Beasts by Voldemort's followers today! Would you prefer that? If Griphook kept his word, nobody would have died or known of the robbery, we took one lousy Cup from Bellatrix's vault. If you want to blame someone blame Griphook, I saved that bastard from Malfoy's dungeon and this is how he thanks me?"

Kingsley tried to smooth the ruffled feathers, "We can agree that you take the contents of the Lestrange's Vaults as compensation for the damages. I am told that there is enough in it to pay for the repairs and then some. As for the dragon, witnesses told me that it was a very old blind Dragon, probably in his last years of life. As I said, the Vaults of the Lestranges should be enough for compensation."

Another Goblin demanded, "That let him be unpunished! That is not acceptable! From now on a tax of 10 % of every deal or withdrawal will be deducted from his account! We will keep calling him a thief for life!"

Kingsley shook his head, "Harry Potter is the sole responsible for killing the Dark Lord, what you are demanding is unreasonable."

The goblin snapped, "It is not up for negotiation Minister Kingsley! Because of his robbery, the Dark Lord killed many of our kin. There must be a punishment!"

I put my hand on Kingsley's arm, "Let it go, for now, Kingsley. We will see how far they want to push it."

Xxxxx

Ginny got a hissifit when she found out Lavender moved in with me, "It is not proper, Harry! It is best she goes away, give her a bit of money and she will be fine."

I shrugged, "Ginny, I slept months in a tent alone with Hermione, that was not proper either, and yet you never complained about that. Lavender is my House Guest for as long she is not married. Even if it takes a hundred years. I don't give a rat's ass of being proper, she fought beside us and got hurt, it is common decency that I provide for her."

Ginny fumed, "Why? Is she compensating with her body?"

I shook my head and sighed, "Ginny, when we were on the run, I often looked at the Map, I will not ask what you were doing with Corner, Finnegan, or Goldstein in a cupboard, because we all had to do things to survive. Just don't come to me on a moral high horse with unreasonable demands. Lavender stays and that is final."

Ginny staggered back at my comment, she turned and left without a word. Lavender came down from the stairs, "She is right you know, it is not proper. People will talk behind your and my back. It is best that I go away."

I shook my head, "Miss Brown, I never cared what people said behind my back, not in our second year or our fourth and fifth, I was hunted for almost a whole year, undesirable NR1, remember?"

I cupped her cheek, "Besides, what will your future be like when you leave here? Will you get a job? Who will hire you? What are your options? Listen well to me, Miss Brown, I was just a split second too late to prevent Fenrir from giving you those scars. I saw you fight, and I will be damned if I abandon you to sate some pureblood morals. I, as Lord Black and Potter, give sanctuary to Miss Lavender Brown and grant her the rights of a House Guest. So Mote It Be!"

I softly said, "Lavender, I would do this for anyone of our year who got hurt fighting alongside me. Besides, living with me will be no picnic either. I am in trouble with Gringotts, those bastards are not happy that I robbed them. Now, do you accept a job as my personal assistant? The pay is good I heard and it gives you something to do."

Lavender hugged me, "I accept, Lord Potter Black. But, wasn't Luna's house destroyed? Did you offer her a room?"

"I asked Luna about it and offered her a room here," I answered, "She is staying in her home, some rooms are undamaged she is rebuilding the Rookery and refused all help. It made her heal, she told me. I visit her every few days in the evening, that is where I take the extra dinner plate. Neville is doing the same."

Xxxxx

The day of the first trial came, I took the seat of House Black. First was the family Malfoy, claiming it was because of them that I could win the battle.

I testified, "True, Lady Malfoy lied about me to Tom Riddle, but it was not to help us win but to save her precious son. That doesn't erase all their actions during Riddle's first and second rise to power. Only when Lucius fell out of grace did they have second thoughts. When I was captured and brought to Malfoy's mansion, he was eager to summon his Lord to hand me over and gain his favor again."

I argued, "That Draco refused to identify me is paid back two times over when we saved his life at Hogwarts. He kept Madam Rosmerta under the imperio for months and almost caused Katie Bell and Ron Weasley's death. Not to mention that it was he who let Death Eaters and werewolves into Hogwarts last year. An event that led to the death of Dumbledore."

I looked at the Malfoys, "For the one good deed, you committed hundreds of crimes. Do not think I will speak up for you. Lucius Malfoy! Can you swear on your life that you did not kill more than ten Wizards? Or more than twenty Muggles? I ask for a vote to let all Death Eaters be questioned under Veritaserum or we are fighting another war in twenty years with the same villains."

That vote went through, Kingsley followed my advice after the battle and let everyone from the Wizengamot take that oath. Now the Wizengamot holds fewer members. That was me changing Canon, the real Harry was a timid guy who avoided the spotlight, I did not search for it, but I did not run away from it either.

The truth came out, with live coverage on the wireless, all Death Eaters were questioned under the truth potion. The Main question most of them failed at was if they were enjoying killing Muggles and Muggleborn. Once they called the number of kills, most took a walk through the Veil of Death. You can not sentence a person to Azkaban who killed a dozen people and enjoyed it. The guards of the Camps loved to torture and rape, how could we let them walk away?

One day the Daily Manure wrote that I was a ruthless killer, the next day the reporter and editor were questioned under Veritaserum, live on radio. That day the Daily Trash lost its credibility. Bribes and paid libel were the minor issues, happy to help Riddle in his cause with propaganda and lies got them ten years in Azkaban.

I called out, "I don't mind if you write about me, but it better be the truth. For three years my name was dragged through the mud, three long years they were allowed to write the most awful lies about me. I say that it is more than enough. Being a reporter does not give you the liberty to write whatever you want or get paid for."

Xxxxx

It is June now, and I keep on having the same dream, an old man is folding my cloak around his forearm, putting the Resurrection stone on top of it, and tapping it with the Elder wand. Each night I am having the same dream.

One evening I decided to try it, it could not hurt, the cloak was in our family for generations and the stone doesn't do a thing if you don't spin it around. Carefully I folded the cloak around my left arm, if things went wrong I would still have my right arm… that is a scary thought. I better lie down in my bed with some bandages.

I tapped the stone to see what happens next, suddenly the stone expanded to baseball size, then the cloak became a sort of liquid metal and absorbed the stone. The wand merged on the underside of the metal, once the process was done, information flooded my mind, it slammed into my brain without mercy. I fainted when the download was pressing too hard in my brain.

I woke up when Lavender shook me, "Harry! It is lunchtime, you missed two appointments, people are asking for you, Kingsley is on the floo."

I shook my head, I have the mother of all headaches. I said to Lavender, "Can you tell him that I will visit him tomorrow? My head hurts too much to be of any help."

Lavender came back, "I told them you needed a day off. Does Kreacher need to buy a potion?"

I shook my head, "No, I have to work through it, I have to sort it out without sedatives."

"Come down and eat first, Harry," said Lavender when she walked out of my room.

During lunch, the information seeped in, I am in a bloody Stargate World! The TV Show Stargate SG1! And I have just got the full load of a Repository dumped in my head. Fifty million years of technology and History! I got it all… no, I would not survive that, a part is still in that thing on my forearm, it moves like liquid metal on my arm… those are bloody nanites!

Now I have the personal Assistant of Merlin on my arm! I groaned, those glowy things at the start were Ascended Ancients. That was not Dumbledore talking to Harry but an Ascended one posing as Dumbledore! It made sense, Mother would never allow Dumbledore to take her place I bet those ghosts from the Resurrection Stone in the forest were fakes too, nobody would send their child to their death.

What do I do with this knowledge? The Milky Way is ruled by parasites that piggyback on Human bodies, the US Military is traveling through the Stargate, and… crap, if I remember it right, Apophis, one of those parasites, will soon be knocking on our door with two big honking Spaceships, if he didn't already do that. The abandoned City of Atlantis is in another Galaxy with yet another nasty enemy. Having that City here would be nice though.

The scariest part is that I can not remember much of my past. Some vague memories of my old life, the Potter books, and the TV show SG1 with their spin-offs are clear in my mind. I must have died and got selected by the glowy thing for this job… or for their entertainment.

Xxxxx

I have to decide on a course of action, first, it is to redraw out of politics, I pressed my agenda too hard, that will come back to bite me in the ass someday. Hermione is in Australia to get her parents back, Ron is basking in the attention if I know him well enough, last I heard was that he was helping George in his Joke shop. Ginny did not look back after she walked away, neither did she talk to me when I was visiting the Burrow. Although a strange name, a burrow is for Badgers, yet they all are in Griffindor, they should have called it the den… maybe that name was already taken.

First things first, we have to get into space, which means a lot of metal and a construction table to create a Computer, mining droids, and construction droids with beaming technology, after that, a communication and scanning device to scan the surrounding stars. A small Shuttle with a simple Hyperdrive would do the trick to get us into space.

I had to hide this thing on my arm, I concentrated and it became invisible. It would attract too much attention otherwise.

Now, how do I get a bunch of metal here? "Lavender? Do you know someone with contacts in the Muggle world? I need a lot of metal, sand, and charcoal. I just discovered a new project that will take all of my attention."

Lavender answered sadly, "My parents have those connections… wait, Parvati's Parents have them too. They often work together with squibs and muggleborn."

I nodded, "I remember the twins well, that disaster Yule Ball is still embarrassing to think about, I was a fool and treated Parvati badly. I got a crush on Padma at the end of our fifth year, I wonder how that stopped. Shortly after that, all I could think about was Ginny Weasley. Can you invite them here, Lavender, I got some serious groveling to do."

Lavender shrugged, "I made a fool of myself with Ron Weasley. I might be a flirt and boy crazy, but not in the way I behaved with him. Parvati and I discussed it, she thinks I got dosed with a love potion. If I think about Won-Won now, I want to kill him or myself."

I sighed, "I better order some flushing potions, Hermione is on top of my list of victims."

AN: This story starts after Harry's seventh year, so there will be talks about abuse of all kinds during that year. Or do you think Luna was being pampered in Malfoy's dungeon? I J.K's Book, The Halfbloods in Hogwarts were target practices for the purebloods, not to forget the camps of the Muggleborn.

So some parts of the story will cover that, but not focus on it.t