Now I’m not one to get much into government and politics and whatnot, but it was kind of interesting how this ended up working out. I was doing some homework on Romans 13 while watching Stargate SG-1 and somehow the two things connected together very well. See, Romans 13:1-8 is about government. It’s short so take a quick read:

¹Every person is to be in subjection to the governing authorities For there is no authority except from God, and those which exist are established by God.

²Therefore whoever resists authority has opposed the ordinance of God; and they who have opposed will receive condemnation upon themselves.

³For rulers are not a cause of fear for good behavior, but for evil. Do you want to have no fear of authority? Do what is good and you will have praise from the same;

⁴for it is a minister of God to you for good. But if you do what is evil, be afraid; for it does not bear the sword for nothing; for it is a minister of God, an avenger who brings wrath on the one who practices evil.

⁵Therefore it is necessary to be in subjection, not only because of wrath, but also for conscience’ sake.

⁶For because of this you also pay taxes, for rulers are servants of God, devoting themselves to this very thing.

⁷Render to all what is due them: tax to whom tax is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honor to whom honor.

⁸Owe nothing to anyone except to love one another; for he who loves his neighbor has fulfilled the law.

Now don’t take this chapter out of context like so many people do. As you might notice from verses 1 and 2, governments are established by God. So some of you are wondering well then what about Hitler and rulers like him? Well that’s exactly how it gets taken out of context. The real idea behind Paul’s reasoning is found in verse 3 and 4. God is good and just and that is what the government is supposed to be as well and so it find’s itself under God’s establishment. After all, if governments weren’t keeping things good and just it would hardly be much of a government now would it?

You can see areas of uprising when governments go bad and don’t promote goodness and justice.

Rack, Shack, and Benny in the fiery furnace.
Daniel in the lion’s den.

So Paul sees it good for us to have government. It holds us back from sin while we’re here on earth. And on top of that, it’s good for our conscience as noted in verse 5. It allows us to get a burden all sorted out. Not that that means we enjoy it.

But as I was reading this I was watching this particular episode of Stargate SG-1 where Tea’lc (a man who used to be on the team with the bad dudes) went to a different planet and met the son of a man he killed long ago. Now since Tea’lc joined the team with the good dudes, he has done much good in the world, yet he was willing to play by the rules of the government on this new planet and face trial for the man he had killed. The person doing the judging was the dead man’s son.

Now ever-so-faithful Tea’lc faces the trial knowing fair well that it could end in death and even though he could escape, he waits for his judgment, seeming to hope to clear his conscience in the meantime. Even though he is now one of the most loyal and good”est” people you could ever meet, he allows the government to make atonement for his sin.

*And now for the spoilers. So don’t read ahead if you’d rather watch it for yourself.*

It ends up that Tea’lc’s testimony is really, really good. But regardless, his accuser sentences him to death and Tea’lcaccepts it. In the end he is forgiven because his accuser finally realizes that he is not the same man. Tea’lc tells the man he is and that he did kill his father, but the accuser tells him that he has changed and is no longer that man. Tea’lc is forgiven and you can imagine how good that was for his conscience.

Yeah, weird parallels. If you got some time, give the episode a watch yourself and see if you see the same things.

I’m sometimes tardy at blogging, but that’s because I’m so busy consuming. And what have I been consuming lately? Well, let me tell you:
First of all, I’m in the process of fast tracking on Stargate SG-1. This is a show that I’ve always wanted to get into, but never really got around to. Nonetheless, with the wonderful advent of Ninjavideo.net, I can catch up to my heart’s content. I’m just a little over half-way through Season 2, so I don’t have an opinion thus far other than this show is sort of campy. However, this show is over ten years old, so I’m waiting to see how it develops as the seasons progress.
I’ll do this in my spare time.
Other media: I’m really digging Stephen King’s newest, Under the Dome. I’m only a hundred pages or so into it, but it’s been a fun read so far.
I also dig V (2009). I think this new series has a lot of potential…
So now you know what I’ve been up to.

Morena Baccarin has really hit the big time in the new television re-make of the 1983 science fiction series called “V”which recently premiered on ABC.   

The premise of the show for those of you who may not have seen the show is about a race of aliens who suddenly visit earth in 29 gigantic spaceships claiming to come in peace…their tagline is.…”We are of peace. Always.”  (Yeah, right!)

Morena Baccarin, a 30 year-old Brazilian born New Yorker, who has starred in a variety of programs such as Firefly and Serenity as “Inara” and a Stargate SG-1 alum, as “Adria” is now playing “Anna,” the supreme commander of the alien race currently hovering over all the major cities of the planet earth.  

Sporting a brand new haircut, remnicient of Audrey Hepburn and Halle Berry and probably being blessed by every hair salon across the country, “V” has done wonders for ABC ratings with 14.3 million viewers among adults 18-49 on the night of the premiere, on November 3, 2009, easily the best numbers for any new show this season.

 “V” will air in two parts, with four episodes before the holidays, and the remainder in 2010 right after the Olympics are over.  During this hiatus, you can catch Morena Baccarin in the upcoming big screen drama “Stolen Lives,” alongside Josh Lucas and “Mad Men’s” John Hamm.

 Watch “V” on Tuesday nights at 8 pm on ABC

For more information about the show visit:  

IMDB.com

 TV Guide Interview

Sources:

Various

Reviewed by Alicia Glass

Studio: ABC’s V

Age: 14+

Review Rating: 8

 A remake of a wildly popular 80’s Sci-Fi show, V features a race of aliens come to earth known as the Visitor’s, or V’s, who slowly infiltrate everything on Earth to reveal a diabolical plot against the humans.

 The good news is, if you’re a fan of the original series, the remade series will blow your mind. The alien ships have had a CGI makeover, as we all knew they would. Morena Baccarin of Firefly and Stargate SG-1 fame gives a wonderfully icy performance as Anna, leader of the V’s, and I would guess equivalent to the classic Diana. The thrust-upon leader of the Resistance is still a blond female, but oh yeah baby, this time she’s an FBI agent who kicks serious ass. Elizabeth Mitchell of Lost fame portrays her. There is still exciting tightrope tension between a leading world reporter and the V commanders, but of course Scott Wolf is remarkably different from the gruff and capable reporter turned resistance fighter of the original series, played by Marc Singer. We still have the iconic black guy in the resistance, but this time, he’s a V who’s apparently a soldier of some kind who turned coat and decided to aid the humans after all. There is, so far, a lot more about the V’s themselves, the wars they apparently fought eachother with and the defecting of various military style outfits. Which leads me to an interesting question: if a visiting alien race is showing empathy and compassion towards the atrocities they themselves committed on us humans, is it called showing humanity, or alien-ity?

 There is bad news, unfortunately. For those of us who are fans of the original show, well. This new show of course doesn’t have Robert Englund as a V human sympathizer. And yes, the Mike Donovan equivalent of this show, the reporter that ignites a firestorm against the V’s, is so far a complete wuss as far as physical fighting goes. Those of us who’ve seen both the classic and this new show are likely to enjoy this new one for it’s sheer improvement value if nothing else. However, for anyone raised in the United States with a healthy interest in the Sci-Fi genre, this new V has as yet to distinguish itself from other giants like Battlestar Galactica. If it’s all been done before, then this new V will have to work much more hard and be much more vigilant if it doesn’t want to simply fade out, head hung in shame, as with most remakes these days. It hasn’t happened, yet! Let us pray (or prey) that it doesn’t.

Whether V stands for Victory or Visitor, watch the show and make your choice!

Check out a Trailer

It’s a funny way to begin a post about mentoring in a business context, but I’ve been a fan of science fiction movies from childhood.  My dad used to love to watch them with me, the old black and white movies.  One of my favorite was “The Day of the Triffids,” and those taller-than-people plants that moved were very scary.  This love of sci-fi has stayed with me and I’m an unashamed fan of several television sci-fi franchises including Stargate SG-1.  One of the characters of which I’m fond is that of Master Bra’tac, the mentor and lifelong teacher of one of the SG-1 team members, Teal’C.

To me the Master Bra’tac character was the perfect mentor; a mentor is a teacher or trusted counselor.  I believe it goes a bit deeper…I believe it also means that a mentor is someone who supports and comes alongside someone and passes along what he or she has learned – the successes and the mistakes.

George Washington University’s Center for Entrepreneurial Excellence has an initiative called “The Hot Mommas Project.” From the Project’s website:

• “…Hot Mommas^® Project Mission: To increase self-efficacy in women and girls by providing scalable, global, free access to role models online…Long Term Vision: To create the world’s largest free and online case study library combining the worlds of social media, curriculum and role models in a real-time, interactive learning community….”

Why this project done this way?  Again from the website:

• “…Role models are tied to success…[studies have shown] women are less likely to network and promote themselves than their male counterparts and that girls and women are more likely to limit their career aspirations due to lack of confidence in their abilities…Access to role models in the form of case studies is a known successful intervention or solution to this issue…”
• “…Work-life balance is a growing concern…The problems associated with work-life balance are well defined, however the solutions are not. In exploring our case library, readers can begin to play a role in their own work-life balance solutions….”
• “…It works…case approach increases retention of key concepts by 33% for an undergrad or MBA student based on preliminary pilot testing [emphasis theirs]….”
  

This past April The Washington Post ran a story featuring the project and its applicability:

• “…Frey then created an online case study database called the Hot Mommas Project that allows ordinary women to tell their stories and share insights on balancing work and personal life. The cases studies are based on a model developed at Harvard Business School, but they’re shorter and much more personal — and all have female protagonists. Some tell stories of corporate success, while others simply highlight a challenge and offer a starting point for discussion. All are valuable, Frey says, because research shows that seeing a woman play a central role in a case study makes other women more confident about what they can accomplish. [Kathy Korman Frey, a 37-year-old Harvard MBA who runs a strategic consulting firm in Washington]…”

To me this is a fantastic program…and an ancient idea: older women passing along what they know to younger women.  And I know from personal experience how challenging it is for younger women to try to find this balance between the desire for career and/or a business of their own and a family and personal life…I have two grown daughters and several grown nieces…they all ask these questions.  I was invited to add my own story to the database which I have done; it can be found here.  If anyone were to ask me if it is a valuable thing to seek a mentor I would answer: yes.  Most definitely.

Amanda Tapping

has once again shown herself to be a real class act

Ms. Tapping, Damian Kindler and Jill Bodie of the popular SyFy television show, Sanctuary, have gotten together to create “Sanctuary For Kids” (S4K), a non-profit organization whose mission “is to improve the lives of children around the world who need protection and are in crisis – those who are exploited, dispossessed and threatened.”

According to their website, they will accomplish this by doing the following (great for us too!)

S4K will accomplish this mission in two fundamental ways:

• Fundraising through online auctions and donations
• Donating those funds to existing programs around the world where it has been determined an immediate need is evident and a tangible difference will be made by applying these funds

And so to that end, here is their November Auction List:

1.  Skype Chat
This entitles the highest bidder to a twenty minute personal Skypechat with Amanda Tapping, Damian Kindler, and Martin Wood via Skype. Valid for 6 months. Details to be arranged after the auction.

2. Set Tour:
Win a behind the scenes tour and lunch with Amanda Tapping, series star and executive producer, on the set of Sanctuary in Vancouver.

3.  Sanctuary Memorabilia:
Bid for a Sonic Stunner, a prop weapon seen on several episodes on Season two.

4.  Name a Character
The highest bidder of this auction will win the rare opportunity to choose the name of a character in the third season.

        Way to Go, Amanda Tapping!  Keep up the great work!

Source:
www.sanctuaryforkids.org

As you may have gathered by now, I’m a great fan of the Stargate franchise. Its mixture of tongue-in-cheek action, applied ethics, and heroic adventure is fantastically fun, as long as it’s not taken too seriously.

I’m not a fan of SG-1’s successor series, Stargate: Atlantis, for a variety of reasons and despite its having some truly entertaining characters. Its writing team just couldn’t manage to create a balanced ensemble cast and properly integrate the discovery of Ancient technology into their plots; they had no long-term planning, and their primary villains were just silly. (The Wraith are the worst thing to happen to the franchise in a very long time, IMO.) Several cast members were reduced to secondary support roles, and more obnoxiously, their character concepts were never developed to any real degree or even discarded altogether.

But I had high hopes that things would turn around with SGU, and the first episode (especially the third part of it) had enough meat to it that I was encouraged. Since then, the show has basically failed to deliver. It’s been far too much like a soap opera for my tastes – character flaws are fine, but the constant harping on sex and fan-service-for-guys is annoying. There really are no strong, well-developed female characters despite having lots of interesting guys. And Chloe still doesn’t seem to have a purpose either in her own person or as a character on the Destiny – in every episode, she’s either moped or gotten weepy, and the one time she was ever useful was briefly assisting with first-aid in the middle of a montage.

Now, the first seasons of science-fiction shows are often very rough. SG-1 in particular had a difficult first season, with the writers and characters eventually finding their voices as time passed. I’m hoping that the first six episodes were an extended pilot of sorts for SGU and that things will pick up. But if it doesn’t, and the show becomes another Atlantis, I’m going to leave. I never hated SGA – I just cared less and less about the show until it wasn’t worth the bother to tune in. But there are elements in SGU that I’m beginning to actively dislike.

by Blair Marnell – MTV

The upcoming two part episode of “Smallville” featuring the Justice Society is already highly anticipated among fans thanks to the involvement of comic scribe Geoff Johns and the introductions of Hawkman, Stargirl and Doctor Fate. However, Michael Shanks—Dr. Daniel Jackson on “Stargate SG-1” and the newly cast Hawkman—is hinting that the JSA could appear in more than just the two episodes.

Michael Shanks

“The way it’s set up there is a strong possibility that there could be more,” Shanks explained in an interview with The Huffington Post. “I don’t know where they’re going with their season arc, but they certainly set the table. They’ve left that possibility wide open.”

Shanks also confirmed that the reports that he will be portraying the Carter Hall incarnation of Hawkman. Additionally, Shanks revealed that he has already been fitted for his “wings” five times.

“This is what I’ve been doing the most of, is going for fittings and you know, talking to the producers about the character and discussing the elements of the voices. But mostly it’s been focused on the costume and the logistics of the costume,” Shanks related. “Again, it’s a necessary thing. I really appreciate the reverence that these guys have.”

“When you’re a guest character, you’re used to being one of those things that are being ignored,” Shanks continued. “But they’ve really given a lot of thought and reverence to my input, both artistically, talking to (producer) James Marshall about the character and where he wants to see this develop… They’ve given a lot of prep time to work out the bugs, because I believe for ‘Smallville’ and for myself as well, and a little bit for television, kind of breaking new ground with this character and with the logistics of it.”

Shanks also elaborated on how Hawkman will affect Clark Kent’s continuing evolution as a hero.

“Hawkman being the alpha in the Justice Society, being someone who…has made some missteps along the way, can or could represent a type of mentor character to Clark in his leadership abilities with his burgeoning team members of the Justice League,” Shanks said. “He represents a character that has a lot of wisdom to pass down to this next generation, so there is a strong possibility that once the initial phase wears off that there will be a coming together of those two to paint a larger portrait of the future, of what Clark has available to him and what his options are.”

Amazon Specials!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Stargate SG-1. I do not make any profit from these stories.
Rating: PG for now, but it will steadily move up to a NC-17 rating.
Pairing: Jack/Harry
A/N: This is slash so be warned, there will be lots of male on male lovin’! Also, this might become an mPreg story, so again if you don’t like that, best to not start the story. This is obviously an AU story for both series.

For Harry Potter, this follows canon until the fifth book and becomes AU from sixth year and on. There were no Horcruxes, Dumbledore did not die in the sixth book, there was no Harry/Ginny (because even though I like Ginny, I don’t like her with Harry.) Harry defeated Voldemort at the end of seventh year, there were many deaths and few survived. This story begins about a year after the end of the war, Harry is nineteen (I am not sure the exact age of Jack, but I am imagining around 40.) Also, I have moved the timeline up about two years so that it correlates with Stargate SG-1.

For Stargate SG-1, this follows canon except for the Jack/Sam story line. This takes place in the beginning of the fourth season after Small Victories and of course is AU from there on.

Prologue

It was funny really… the moment that Voldemort was finally defeated was also the moment when Harry’s connection to the wizarding world began to sever. After so many years of fighting, in both the First and the Second War, after so much death and destruction, something as innocuous as Harry’s triumph over Voldemort was seen as something dark and dangerous.

For a while after the final battle people could be found celebrating in the streets, cheering as the heavy fog of pain and despair evaporated from the hearts and minds of the wizarding world. The long wait for peace had finally come and with it should have been the end to the prejudice and cruelty that started it all. However, that end never came, many witches and wizards still lived in fear of the things they did not understand, their minds filled with old beliefs of blood purity and their superiority over others. Those in power saw the public’s fear as a means to gain more power; they preyed upon the weak and the poor, inciting panic and hatred of supposed dark creatures and those who were seen to be a threat to noble witches and wizards or the next Dark Lord. Goblins, Elves, Centaurs were seen as less than wizards, they were given less rights under wizarding law as it was, but new laws restricted them from having children, marriage, owning land, etc. Vampires, Werewolves, Veelas… those that were seen as dangerous and dark, were rounded up, thrown into cages to be forgotten or worse killed during capture.

It was during this time that Harry Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World, made his views clear. He would not stand for unfounded prejudice and fear of those magical creatures viewed as “dark.” He lashed out against the Ministry and Minister Scrimgeour, making his displeasure known. The Minister, in his bid to bring the public back in his favor, publicly questioned why Harry favored the dark creatures, after defeating such evil and being a beacon for the light side, why would he defend those that were a threat to the safety of the public? He questioned Harry’s true loyalties and planted the seed of doubt in the minds of the public.

Soon articles could be found in the newspapers questioning Harry’s purpose in defeating Voldemort. Did he do it so that he had no one in the way for him to become the next Dark Lord? What truly happened when Harry killed Voldemort? Were the rumors of Harry absorbing some of Voledmort’s magic true? They questioned why it took him so long to defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named… was it that he was allowing the strongest wizards and witches on the light side to fall before he made his move? Was he removing all obstacles in his path to rule all?

During the final battle so many had been lost… Dumbledore, Remus and Tonks, Hermione, most of the Weasleys save Arthur and Ginny, Hagrid, Snape, Moody, Neville, Kinglsey… for weeks after, funerals were held daily, the death of a third of the students at Hogwarts assured that. The battle, as expected, took place on the grounds of Hogwarts at the end of Harry’s seventh year. It lasted for twelve hours and into the early morning light. When the dust cleared, the tally of the dead nearly crippled Harry as the pain overtook him. Nearly everyone he knew and loved died that night.

The one ray of light in Harry’s dark world had been Teddy, his godson. In a move that Harry had never expected, Remus and Tonks left custody of Teddy to Harry if he survived the war. Remus had no family and Tonks’ father died in the war and her mother felt she was too old to care for a young child. Even still, the faith they placed in him to raise Teddy soothed his troubled heart and kept him strong during the first months after the battle.

However, as time went on and the state of the wizarding world grew worse, Harry realized that he and Teddy were no longer safe in the world they lived in. Harry of course was viewed as the next Dark Lord and Teddy, even though he was not born with the lycanthropy virus, was seen as a dark creature as he was the son of a werewolf. It was clear that soon the Ministry would come for them and there was only so much Harry could do to keep them safe. And so Harry began to make arrangements for their departure from the wizarding world forever.

Quietly and discreetly as possible, Harry created identities for them and opened muggle accounts and transferred money from Gringotts for them to live on. He purchased a house as far away from Britain as possible in Colorado Springs, Colorado in the United States and with Dobby’s help filled it with furniture, appliances, toys, clothes… anything they would need if they had to leave quickly. With both the Potter and Black fortunes he had more money than he could ever need and after he took a fair amount for their survival, he gave everything else to his surviving family, Arthur and Ginny Weasley. He knew that he couldn’t erase their pain or bring back those they had lost, but he could make life easier for them.

Then, as if fate had waited only long enough for Harry to prepare for what was coming, an article came out in the Daily Prophet that severed the link between Harry and that world for good.

Harry Potter, Defeater of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, to be
Arrested on Suspicion of Treason and Use of the Dark Arts

Today after much deliberation, the Minister in conjunction with the Wizengamot, created an
executive order for Harry James Potter to be arrested. Potter has been under suspicion
for sometime as the next Dark Lord. Many, including Minister Scrimgeour, have called
into question Potter’s delay in defeating He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
After years of whispers of insanity, attention seeking behavior, dark and evil tendencies and
most notably, suspicion of murder of fellow student Cedric Diggory in his fourth year.

“There has been far too many incidents that have been glossed over by my predecessor or the late
Albus Dumbledore. For many years now, I have kept a close watch on Mr. Potter and have
come to the conclusion that he is not everything he proclaims to be. Since the
Ministries defeat of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named with the help of the Order of the Phoenix
and Mr. Potter, we have strived as a society to weed out the dangerous creatures and dark
wizards that plague our world. However, we as of yet, have not gone after possibly the most dangerous
and dark wizard to date; Harry James Potter. If we are to create a new and peaceful
wizarding world, then we must eliminate all threats to that endeavor!” Quoted Minister Scrimgeour.

The public has been very vocal as of late in regards to Mr. Potter and the Ministry has finally taken the hint. Both I and the Daily Prophet applaud them for taking this matter into hand and dealing
with what many believe to be the most powerful wizard since the late Albus Dumbledore…

Once reading the article, Harry had spared only a few minutes to gather their things. When he was finished and everything was set for their move, he sent out three owls each with a letter. He gathered Teddy in his arms, Hedwig in her cage and his old school trunk with his most treasured possessions. With a final look around at the house that held so many memories, both happy and sad, he left Grimmauld Place for the last time.

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To Mr. Weasley and Ginny,

I know this is a horrible way to say goodbye, but I did not want to leave anything to chance, the Ministry will no doubt be coming for me and Teddy within a few days. As you know, the last year has been troublesome, for everyone. I truly believed that in my defeating Voldemort that things would be different… how naïve I was. It has been clear to me for some time that Teddy and I are no longer safe nor welcome in the wizarding world. In an effort to keep us safe and to keep Teddy from growing up in a world where he would be hunted down and killed for simply being the son of a werewolf, I have decided to live in the muggle world. We will be safe there, or as much as possible, and he will be able to grow up free from the prejudice that plagues our world.

I have made arrangements for the money and land from both the Potter and Black inheritances to be transferred to you. The gobins at Gringotts were very helpful as the Ministry has not garnered there favor in any way. All I ask is that you care for Dobby after I am gone. Though he is a free house elf, he is a friend and I would like to know someone is looking out for his well being. I know that you will be as good to him as your have been to me.

I want you both to live full lives and enjoy the time you have left and so would they… Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ron… they will always be there to watch over us, but I think that they would want you to continue to live for them.

Know that Teddy and I love you both and will always consider you family. I want to thank you for what you have done for me. The day I became friends with Ron was the luckiest day of my life. It was the day that I became part of a family. Thank you for giving me love and family for the first time in my life.

Stay safe and goodbye.

Harry and Teddy

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Minister Scrimgeour,

I want to congratulate you in your lack of imagination. Evil Harry Potter… that’s original. Well let me ease your mind, I am not now nor have I ever been an evil “Dark Lord.” I have seen true evil and what it has taken from me has assured that I would never harm another living being again. However, do not let those words persuade you that I will be an easy target. I will not take the endangerment of my family lightly. If you come after me, my son Teddy or any of my friends or family to get to me, let me assure you, there will be no place on this earth or the next that will hide you from me.

As for my time as the wizarding world’s savior… I never wanted to be the Boy-Who-Lived; it was thrust upon me since before my birth. Whether I was the Chosen One or not did not matter. In the end, I could not let any more people die because of me and so I finished it. Simple as that.

If you haven’t realized it yet, this is my fond farewell. I am leaving, taking my godson with me and disappearing from the wizarding world. My disgust in the nature of you and those like you is the reason. You spin lies and deceit, creating fear and panic in those that rely on you to govern them.

As for your recent foray into inciting prejudice and fear of non-wizarding beings, I will say only this, one day you will regret what you have started. Someday soon you will find that your actions have consequences and if you’re lucky you will only lose your power instead of your life.

So, in closing watch your back and kindly fuck off!

Sincerely,

Harry James Potter

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To The Wizarding Public (C/O The Daily Prophet),

Let me just start by saying I am disgusted. The defeat of Voldemort was supposed to end prejudice and tyranny in the wizarding world. The entire reason I fought him was to end the hurt and suffering caused by the ridiculous notions of blood purity and superiority. No living being’s life is worth more than another’s. Though elves, goblins, centaurs, vampires, werewolves and the like are different than you, does not mean they do not deserve the same rights and privileges as all of you.

As for the excuse that they are evil or dark, let me say this… being one kind of being or another does not ensure that they will be good or evil, any wizard or witch with a wand can be just as evil, dark or dangerous, Voldemort has proved that.

This, as you may have guessed, is a goodbye. I am leaving the wizarding world. I can no longer live in a world where I am considered a threat or a Dark Lord for simply ensuring the safety of those I loved.

So, goodbye, I have done my part; I have fulfilled a prophecy that grabbed hold of my life, taking from me most of my family and friends, ripping my childhood away for good and in the end, severing my ties with the wizarding world. It is now up to you to do your part and decide what kind of world you want to live in.

Sincerely,

Harry James Potter

Continue on to next Chapter>

Disclaimer: See Prologue for disclaimer.
Rating: PG-13

Chapter One

Two days after leaving Britain, Harry Evans and his son Teddy officially arrived in Colorado Springs. They looked worse for wear after two days of travel. Harry, both tired and stressed, had been up the entire 48 hours and Teddy was restless from the long plane ride across the pond. Harry apparated to a secluded part near their new home and after checking to see that everything was clear, walked up to the front door. It was past midnight and Harry was ready to fall over.

Pulling the house keys from his pocket, he opened the door and walked in. Searching around for a light switch, he finally found one after a few minutes. As the light came on he smiled and mumbled, “Thanks Dobby.”

The house was completely unpacked and set to rights. The furniture was arranged, there was food in the ice box and pantry and their clothes folded and hung in the closets. A small lab was set up in the basement for potions with a two year supply of the most used potions like blood replenishers, pain potions, pepper-up potions, skelegro, etc. However, the most comforting of all things in the house were the freshly made beds for both Harry and Teddy.

Teddy’s bedroom was perfect and Harry couldn’t help but smile. Each wall had a mural painted on it depicting a muggle fairy tale in vibrant colors. Toys and plush animals lined the walls and a large book case stood against one wall with hundreds of children’s books stacked neatly on it. Beside the book shelf was a comfy overstuffed chair that rocked, perfect for reading a good night story. There was a small changing table stacked with diapers, baby powder, rash ointment, you name it. A large crib stood near it with light blue fabric draped around it, giving a soft dreamlike quality to it. Above the crib was a mobile with all kinds of magical creatures hanging down from it.

“So, what do you think, Teddy? Is it alright?” Harry asked Teddy as he moved in a slow circle showing his son the room.

Teddy, who happened to be sucking his fist at the moment, stared up at Harry and gave him a sleepy smile.

“Guess it’s time for bed, Teddy. Huh?”

Harry slowly walked to the closet and opened it, searching for comfy sleepwear for Teddy. Once Teddy was changed, Harry laid him down in crib and set a monitoring charm on him to notify Harry if he woke up.

For the next hour Harry made sure that everything was in order and then secured the house with a few strong wards, anti-apparation wards for anyone but Harry and alarms to monitor the surrounding area of the house. He couldn’t perform a fidelius charm or an unplottable charm because they were living in a muggle neighborhood. So wards and other spells would have to do as protection.

He hoped that he had covered their tracks so that the Ministry couldn’t track them. Before the article in the paper, he had researched how to mask his magical signature and had performed the spell for both himself and Teddy. He wasn’t sure if the Ministry even had Teddy’s magical signature, but he wasn’t taking any chances. He had also, under a heavy glamour, acquired a new and untraceable wand to use. If everything went according to plan, they would never be found.

When he felt secure enough, Harry turned off the lights and made his way upstairs to the master bedroom. The room was nothing like his old room at Grimmauld Place. It was large and filled with a mix of traditional and cottage style furnishings. A large king size bed dominated the room and reminded him of his old bed at Hogwarts, just much larger.

It also had several windows and French doors that led out to a small patio that overlooked the large backyard and deck below. The backyard had been one of the reasons he purchased the home. It was about twice the size of the house with several fruit trees and a few large weeping willows. A swing set and small jungle gym sat about forty feet from the house, just waiting for Teddy to be old enough to play on it. A deck furnished with comfy lounge chairs and an outdoor table and chair set was just above the large in-ground pool.

The pool had been one of the first items Harry had Dobby take care of after he purchased the house. It was set with a charm around it, an age line. The idea had been inspired by Dumbledore’s age line that had surrounded the Goblet of Fire in Harry’s fourth year. It wouldn’t allow anyone under the age of twelve more than five feet near the pool unless an adult was nearby.

Harry had spent over three months looking for the right house. He had wanted to give Teddy everything that he never had and what Remus and Tonks weren’t able to give anymore. As the search had continued through the first month into the second into the third, he had felt ridiculous. He had found many houses that were more than acceptable, but nothing had felt right. Then when he was almost ready to give up and choose from one of the houses he had already found, he ran across a listing for the house.

It was everything he had been searching for. Large and spacious, in a good neighborhood, a large backyard with a pool, one of the best school systems in the state… but the final decision had been simply that it felt right; all of it added up to the right fit for them. Before the day was over he had purchased the house and began making plans to fill it.

Now that they were in the house, Harry knew it had been the right choice. It would be the perfect home to raise Teddy in. After the last year both of them needed normalcy in their lives. Teddy had only been a month old when Remus and Tonks died and within a few months they had been restricted to Grimmauld Place and The Burrow. With the threat from the Ministry, neither Harry nor Teddy was safe anywhere else.

Harry still had a hard time dealing with the events of the last few years. Since the moment he found out he was a wizard his life had been a non-stop roller coaster or nightmare really. So many had died and Harry was both angry and sad that that much life had to be extinguished to finally defeat Voldemort. First it had been Cedric, then Sirius and in the final battle nearly everyone. The ache of their loss was still so fresh. It was ironic that the reason he had fought Voldemort had been killed in the battle to defeat him. He had done it for his family and friends and in the end they were the ones to die.

He had accepted that he probably would die in the final battle, he had welcomed it. After so many years of pain and sorrow, to be able to free them all from Voldemort for good… it had been worth his death in exchange. However, in fate’s sick and twisted wisdom, Harry had survived and they hadn’t.

With a sigh, Harry changed into a pair of cotton pants and crawled into bed. A quiet ‘nox’ and the lights went out.

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At just after eleven a.m. Jack O’Neill pulled into his driveway. After a long night of debriefing that went into the early morning at SGC, Hammond had finally released them to go home. The Replicators were eliminated, at least on Earth and he and SG-1 had a second go round for a little down time.

Getting out of his truck, he was just about to walk inside when a spiffy new black Land Rover pulled into the driveway next door. The house had been empty for about four months, after his neighbors had sold the house to someone who had never even seen it before. A real estate agent had arrived, taken pictures of the house for her client and within the day, it had been bought. The old owners had moved out within a month and he hadn’t seen anyone since then.

The driver’s door on the Land Rover opened and a guy in his late teens stepped out. He was about five foot five, a hundred thirty pounds, lithe muscular build, messy black hair, glasses and startling emerald green eyes. He was in a pair of frayed jeans and a black t-shirt that molded to his body like a second skin. ‘He’s sex on a stick’, Jack thought and then frowned in annoyance. The kid was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old and Jack was old enough to be his father. He felt like a dirty old man perving on jailbait.

Jack watched as the teen opened one of the rear doors and halfway climbed in. He spent a few seconds doing something out of Jack’s eye line and then pulled back with a baby in his arms. The kid, no more than a year or so old, was giggling at the teen as he sucked on a neatly folded fist in his mouth and used the other hand to tug on the knit cap on his head. The teen put the baby down onto his feet as he shut the door and slowly walked the baby towards the house.

All of a sudden a small dog from out of nowhere came barreling out of the thicket near the house and barked. The teen was startled and lost his footing and tripped over a sprinkler head. The teen fell, letting go of the baby allowing the baby to fall back on its bottom to the grass harmlessly. The dog ran away just as quickly and the baby laughed and clapped his hands in excitement.

“Bloody buggering fuck!” The teen yelled.

“Fock!” The baby laughed as he clapped his hands again.

“I have been trying to get you to say ‘daddy’ for weeks and you choose that as your first word?” The teen said in a heavy English accent. “Figures.”

Jack couldn’t help but snort in laughter hearing the teen as he ran over. The teen cradled his ankle protectively and grimaced.

“Hey kid, are you okay?” Jack said as he knelt down beside the two.

“Yeah, just twisted my ankle a bit.” He answered. “I’ll be fine.”

He tried to stand, quickly fell back in pain with a groan.

“Looks like you need some help. Here let me help you up.” Jack stated as he stood up and leaned down to wrap an arm around the teen’s waist.

Once on his feet, he looked at the baby and then at Jack. “Ah… could you help me bring Teddy inside. I don’t think I’ll be able to hold him and limp inside.”

“Sure, kid. Oh, I’m Jack O’Neill by the way.” Jack said.

“Harry Evans and that’s my son Teddy.” Harry greeted.

Teddy, hearing his name, giggled and then squealed, “Fooock!”

Jack laughed and said, “I think he’s found his favorite word.”

“Apparently…” Harry replied in a dry tone.

“Here, can you hold yourself up while I pick him up?” Jack asked.

“Yeah.” Harry answered.

Jack leaned down and pulled up Teddy into his arms and read what was on the babies t-shirt. ‘Don’t look at me that smells coming from my Daddy!’ Jack laughed and then wrapped his other arm around the teen’s waist and walked into the house, Harry limping beside him.

“Wow, you got everything in here quick! I’ve only been gone for a few days.” Jack said as he led them over to a couch in the living room.

“Yeah… I ah… had a service do it for me before we came out here. Just got in last night.” Harry stated as he sat down on the couch and took Teddy from Jack’s arms.

“Did you just move here from the U.K.?”

“Yeah, I have been making plans for a while, like the house and stuff, but had to wait until the right time to move.”Harry replied.

“Do you have anything in your SUV you want me to get for you?”

“Oh, yeah, if you don’t mind. There’s some stuff in the rear.” Answered Harry as he handed the keys to him.

“Be right back.” Jack said as jogged out the door.

Harry from the couch looked out the window at his neighbor and whistled low. “They sure do know how to make them here in America, Teddy.”

Jack was tall, probably at least six one or six two, broad muscular shoulders, a trim waist, long legs encased in weather worn jeans and an arse that was made to be fondled. He had salt and pepper hair, warm brown eyes with laugh lines at the corners and kissable lips. He had a body that was created by physical labor not hours spent in the gym. In short, he was everything that made Harry sit up and beg, well physically anyways.

In the last few years, since he admitted he was gay, Harry had only a hand full of lovers; a blowjob here, a hand job there, nothing serious. His obligations and the danger to those he loved kept him from going any further. Since the end of the war he really hadn’t had time to even think about it. Harry had found himself becoming an instant parent overnight and had to learn how to care for a baby. Once he began to get the hang of things, his tenuous relationship with the wizarding world had kept him from even trying after that.

Now he was free of Voldemort, had a handle on being a single parent and was away from the wizarding world. He could finally contemplate having a relationship that actually had promise of being more. Of course, Jack seemed pretty straight and Harry was probably too young for him even if he was gay or bi.

“He’s probably married anyways…” Harry said to himself.

From the window Harry saw Jack grab the four shopping bags and walk inside. “Where do you want me to put these?”

“Just set those down on the kitchen table, please.” Harry answered and pointed to the kitchen.

A minute later Jack was back from the kitchen and said, “So do you have something to wrap that in and some aspirins or something. I can fix that up for you.”

Harry knew he could just use a quick healing spell, but couldn’t risk it now that Jack knew he was hurt.

“Probably not, I didn’t think of that when I purchased everything. It’ll be fine though; I can just put some ice on it and play around with Teddy here on the couch and rest it.”

“You know what I got a wrap and aspirins at my house, I’ll be right back.” Jack said quickly and then left.

Harry quickly pulled out his wand and cast a health check spell on his ankle. The spell showed that it was just a mild sprain, so Harry cast a light healing charm to ease the pain and swelling. It wouldn’t heal it completely, but it would help enough that he would be fine within a day or two, instead of a couple of weeks. He couldn’t risk doing anymore, unless he was willing for Jack to become suspicious.

Teddy currently stood against the couch, lightly banging his fist against the cushions and laughing. He bounced on his feet and waved a hand around, giggling at Harry. He pulled his hat off in a quick move and tried to hand it to Harry with an unspoken ta-da!

“That’s impressive luv, but what did I tell you about our hats? Hum? We got to keep your hair covered in public until you learn how to control your metamorphic abilities. I don’t think Jack would buy premature graying on a baby…” Harry said as he quickly put Teddy’s hat back on as he currently had salt and pepper hair that was very similar to Jack’s.

A few minutes later, Jack was back with a wrap for Harry’s ankle, some aspirins and an ice pack.

“Thanks by the way, I probably would have had to crawl inside with Teddy if you hadn’t come along.”

“It’s no problem. I took care of Sasha too.” Jack said and then explained more at Harry’s confused look. “That’s Greg Lowell’s dog, he lives a couple houses down. Greg hasn’t caught on that you can’t let your dog go running around without a leash.”

“It wasn’t too bad; at least Sasha wasn’t a big dog. I might of had had a problem then.” Harry replied.

“Okay, let’s take a look at that ankle…” Jack stated as he knelt down beside Harry’s lower half and raised up his pant leg. He unlaced Harry’s trainer and slipped it off. Harry gave a grimace as the shoe was removed. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

Jack removed the sock and then looked at the foot. “Not too bad, probably only need to be off it for a day or two.”

“Are you a doctor?” Harry asked.

Jack laughed and said, “Nah, my job’s just very active, so occasionally I get hurt.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m in the Airforce, I work out of Cheyenne Mountain. Pretty boring stuff for the most part.” Jack said casually.

Harry quirked an eyebrow in question. After years of Dumbledore’s vague answers he had learned a thing or two about spotting half truths. He could tell Jack had left a lot out of his explanation, but figured it was probably classified or something. Jack gave off a certain aura, one that told Harry that he was a solider through and through and that Jack had seen a fair amount of action.

“Except for the injuries…” Harry said with a smirk.

“Yeah, except for that.” Jack said with a small smile.

He started to wrap the foot securely and then placed the ice pack on the ankle. He walked into the kitchen and returned a minute later with a glass of water and gave Harry a few aspirins.

“Here, this should help.”

“Thanks.” Harry swallowed the pills and took a gulp of water.

“So, is there anybody to help you for the next few days?” Jack asked as he took a seat at the end of the couch.

“No, it’s just me and Teddy, but we’ll be fine. Teddy needs a nap soon anyways and by the time he wakes up I’m sure I will be well enough to at least limp around.”

Jack frowned and then said, “Well, at least let me help you today, you really should let it rest. You won’t be able to take Teddy around the house, especially upstairs. I have the next few days off anyways.”

“I don’t want to ruin any plans you had…” he started.

“Hey, that’s what neighbors are for.” Jack grinned and then he clapped his hands. “So, have you guys had lunch?”

“I was going to fix it after we got back here.”

“Well, why don’t we go into the kitchen and I can fix something for you guys.” Jack said as he stood up. He looked over towards the kitchen and saw there were a few steps up to it. Picking up Teddy he said, “Here you hold Teddy and I will carry you into the kitchen, those steps might give you a little trouble.”

Jack handed Teddy to Harry and then wrapped an arm around Harry’s back and another under his knees and scooped up both Harry and Teddy in his arms. Harry squeaked, in a very manly way of course, and then glared at Jack in challenge of mentioning the squeak. He held an arm tight around Teddy and wrapped the other around Jack’s neck.

“Are you sure we’re not too heavy?” Harry asked with a frown.

“Nah, its fine.” Jack answered with a smirk.

“Show off.” Harry said as he grinned back.

Jack walked them into the kitchen and then set Harry down on his good foot next to the kitchen table. Harry slipped Teddy into the highchair bedside the table and then sat down.

“So what did you plan on making?” Jack said as he opened the fridge.

“Just a sandwich for me and for Teddy just some sliced banana, sliced cheese and some of the chicken in there with some milk in a sippy cup.” Harry said. “Have you eaten?”

“Not yet, no.”

“Well, join us, since your making it and all…” Harry stated.

“Sure, sounds good.” Jack said as he began putting together the meal. “So what brought you to Colorado?”

“Teddy and I lost some family about a year ago. I thought a change would be good, a fresh start for us both.”Harry said quietly.

“Teddy’s mother?”

“Well, she was one of them. Teddy’s father and mother died as well as a number of friends and family…”

“His father? I thought you were his father?” Jack asked as sliced a banana up for Teddy.

“I’m not his biological father, no; I’m his godfather. When they died they made me his guardian in their will and asked me to raise him as my son.”Harry explained.

“How old are you?” Jack questioned.

“Nineteen, why?”

“Nothin’, so what happened?” Jack asked with a frown.

“It was… there was an incident and a group of people killed them.” Harry replied.

“They were caught right?” Jack asked in a low voice. He had an unreadable look on his face.

“Yeah, we caught them all or they were killed in the fight.” Harry said absently.

Harry didn’t know why he was telling Jack that, he shouldn’t be telling him that…besides it was hard to explain and it left Harry feeling empty. So many people died; so much loss because an evil megalomaniac decided he wanted to conquer the magical world.

“Anyways, I thought a change would be good for us, so we moved here.”

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When lunch was over, Jack carried a sleepy Teddy and Harry up the stairs for a nap, Harry directing him towards Teddy’s room. Jack, after entering the room, grinned down at Teddy. “Teddy, you hit the jackpot!”

“I wanted Teddy to have a room that made him happy…” Harry said with a smile.

“This room would make anybody happy… who did the murals?”

“Um… a friend of mine named Dobby. He loves Teddy as you can tell; he actually decorated the entire room.” Harry explained as Jack set him down on his feet next to the crib.

Harry leaned over and placed Teddy in the crib and covered him with his blanket. Teddy gave a contented sigh and then promptly fell asleep.

“He’s a good kid.” Jack stated.

“Yeah he is…” Harry said with a smile and then turned around and said, “Well, come on HeMan take me to bed, time’s awaisten.”

As soon as Harry said it he realized how it sounded and blushed from his roots to the tip of his toes.

Jack chuckled and wagging his eyebrows said, “Oh, yes Sir!”

Jack scooped Harry up into his arms and left the bedroom. Harry quietly pointed him in the right direction and once they entered his room he said, “You can just put me on the bed there.”

Leaning over the bed, Jack lightly placed Harry down. Their faces were an inch for each other’s and Harry could feel Jack’s warm breath on his lips. For a moment Harry tightened his arms around Jack’s neck and closed his eyes as arousal swept through his body. With an exhale of breath he opened his eyes to find Jack with a small frown on his face.

“Okay, I’ll let you two sleep for a while, just call me if you need me.” He said as he stood up and started to back away. “Do you have any preference on dinner, cause I barbeque a mean steak if you’re willing… I have some at my house if that sounds good?”

“Sounds great…” Harry replied. “Thanks, by the way.”

“No problem, like I said, that’s what neighbors are for…” Jack answered. “So just call me when you want to get up.”

Harry nodded as he got comfortable on the bed and then closed his eyes to sleep.

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Jack walked down the stairs with a frown on his face and in thought. He was attracted to Harry that was a sure thing. The kid was beautiful. But, there was something else, something in his eyes and the way he spoke that told Jack that Harry was more mature than any other nineteen year old he had ever met. There was a sad pained look in his eyes that even though Jack couldn’t explain it, said Harry had seen war; had lost too many lives and too much in that war.

Jack wondered what he had been through exactly and why. He could think of any major conflicts in England, not on that kind of scale anyways. A few years ago there had been some reports of a number of terrorist attacks in England, but the British government had made it clear it was a minor issue and that it would be handled locally. The American government had been leery of stepping in and after about a year or two, the attacks had stopped.

Harry had said that Teddy’s parents and a number of other civilians had died about a year ago and that had been around the time the attacks had ended… Jack wondered if Harry somehow had been involved in that?

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Disclaimer: See Prologue.
Rating: PG-13 for language, violence and a little heavy petting.

Chapter 2

For the next few months, Jack and Harry began to get to know each other. Jack helping his convalescing neighbor with his everyday activities certainly got the ball rolling. For the first three days Harry needed help taking care of everything from cooking their meals to taking care of Teddy and Jack was more than willing to help. His plans for a relaxing fishing trip at his Minnesota cabin were quickly forgotten and Jack didn’t seem to mind at all.

Though Harry was only nineteen he acted as if he were at least thirty, the mature responsibility of Teddy’s well being insured that. Harry was beyond beautiful in a strongly masculine, and at the same time, fragile way. He gave off a commanding presence that made those around his sit up and take notice. If Jack hadn’t known better he would have said Harry had a military back ground, but he was too young for that.

Jack knew with his attraction to Harry it wasn’t the smartest choice to be with him so much, but Jack couldn’t seem to care all that much. The military’s asinine Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell policy and views on homosexuality was something Jack had battled with his entire career. Jack, as a bisexual who favored men more than women, had to keep more than half of his life secret; always conscious of what he did in public and who he chose to see in secret.

The first few years in the Airforce, Jack had a few relationships behind closed doors. Kevin, a fellow soldier, had been with him the longest. They had met in boot camp and had become friends quickly. For the first three years they had each kept their sexual preferences quiet until a drunken pass on Jack’s part had ignited their two year relationship. Jack had loved Kevin more than anyone he had ever been with and Kevin had felt the same way. But, as time went on, Kevin grew frustrated with keeping each other a secret. They had had many fights where Kevin argued for them to leave the Airforce so that they could be together in public, but Jack loved the Airforce, even though he wasn’t allowed to be an out homosexual in it.

Finally, after the mother of all fights, Kevin had left for good and within a few months he was no longer in the Airforce. For a long time after that Jack had stuck to just backroom blowjobs and one night stands and then he had met Sarah. She had been what he needed; loving, strong, funny, beautiful… and he had asked her to marry him. They had had Charlie and they were a family and for a while life had been perfect. Then in one night his life had changed forever. If he had taken the extra thirty seconds to lock his gun in the safe, he could have had that perfect life for a long time to come.

To this day, he raged in silent fury at his reckless actions that had ended his son’s life at nine years old. Kids his age didn’t recognize the danger in playing with a loaded gun, all they saw was the cool toy that they saw in movies and on T.V. They didn’t know that with a pull of the trigger and in the blink of an eye everything would be over.

After Charlie’s death, Jack had withdrawn into himself; the guilt of his son’s death eating away at what was left of him. Sarah had tried to understand, to be there for him, but how do you get over the death of your child? How do you get over the guilt of causing it? Bitter and angry, Jack had slowly driven his wife away from him until finally she divorced him.

The only thing that had kept him from eating a bullet from the same gun that had taken Charlie’s life had been the Stargate program. With the help of Daniel, everything had fallen into place and within a year he had a purpose again. Save the world from evil aliens… how cool was that?!

From there he had slowly found a rhythm again and over the years taken a lover or two, but nothing serious. Not only was he a bisexual man in the military, he was also Second in Command of the SGC, a military top secret facility. Nearly everything he did was classified and there were times where he would be gone for weeks or months and unable to give a reason for being gone. Not the best circumstances for building a relationship.

Now, with the appearance of a nineteen year old and his one year old son, he found his life taking another course; one that he had never expected.

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Harry finished dressing Teddy and then smiled. Teddy, now a year and a half old, was walking on his own and able to form simple sentences. He was growing up so fast that Harry felt like it was just yesterday that he had held him for the first time. It had been one week after the final battle and Harry had woken up from a magically induced coma used to help him heal. When Harry had been told the news of all the dead and that he was now Teddy’s guardian, he had held Teddy in his arms and cried.

Teddy was a war orphan just like him and after a while grieving for all they had lost he had found new strength in the simple decision that he would never allow Teddy to have the childhood he had had. Alone and forgotten with no family and no memory of his parents. So Harry had begun making arrangements to officially adopt Teddy as well as acquire and store memories, photos, stories and such for Teddy to still grow up knowing about Remus and Tonks. It wasn’t the same as having them here with Teddy, but hopefully it would be enough.

“Jaack?” Teddy asked with an eager look on his face as he pulled Harry away from his thoughts.

In the last few months Teddy had grown as attached to the older soldier as Harry had and Jack had in turn without any hesitation allowed himself to be wrapped around Teddy’s little finger. Jack was so good with Teddy; always patient and loving, playing with Teddy or reading him a book, rocking him to sleep or changing his nappy. It was clear to Harry that Jack loved Teddy and Harry was happy that Teddy had at least one more person in his life.

“Yes, let’s go see Jack.” Harry answered and swung teddy up into his arms. Teddy squealed in glee and then giggled as he snuggled into Harry’s neck.

Walking down the stairs Harry began to gather a few things. Jack had invited Harry and Teddy to a barbeque he was having with some friends. Jack had said they were the people he worked with and Harry was excited to meet them. It was the first time Harry was going to meet anyone in Jack’s life and he was nervous.

Jack and Harry had begun a friendship that first day and through the last few months had grown closer. At times it seemed as if Jack was interested in Harry, but Harry wasn’t sure. When they were together they always found ways of touching each other or when they watched a movie on the couch they sat close, pressed from shoulders to knees. Harry wanted it so much that Jack became the main feature in his masturbatory fantasies and they were amazing; leaving him aching for more each time.

When he had everything, Harry and Teddy walked over to Jack’s house and to the backyard.

“Jaaack!” Teddy screamed in excitement and tromped over to Jack, his arms flying and his legs wobbly as he was still new to walking on his own.

Jack laughed and threw Teddy high up into the air and then caught him in his arms. Teddy gave a squealed of laughter and clapped his hands.

“Hey buddy, you ready for food? Yummy, Jack’s special just for you…” Jack said with a smile as he blew a raspberry into Teddy’s stomach. Teddy giggled and nodded his head a couple of times. Besides Jack and Harry, meal time was his favorite past time.

Harry walked up to Jack and saw four other people standing with him. He smiled in greeting and waited to be introduced.

“Harry Evans, meet my CO, General George Hammond.” Jack said as he stepped near an older balding man. The general had a friendly smile on his face as he held out his hand to shake Harry’s.

“Hello, General Hammond.” Harry greeted as he shook the man’s hand. The firm grip and overall bearing of the man told Harry that he had been quite a soldier before he was relegated to a desk job.

“Hello Mr. Evans, please call me George.” Hammond said with a stern yet kind voice.

“Only if you can me Harry, George.” Harry replied to the general.

Jack then gestured to a tall blonde woman beside him and said, “And this is Major Samantha Carter, scientist extraordinaire.”

“Please, call me Sam.” She said with a smile and a roll of her eyes as she shook Harry’s hand. Sam had an instantly appealing look about her that made Harry relax and feel comfortable around her.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sam and please call me Harry.” He answered back as they released hands and he turned towards Jack again as he walked up to a tall brown haired man with glasses that reminded him of Neville in a way. Quietly unassuming, but strong and capable of anything he put his mind to.

“Over here is Dr. Daniel Jackson, he’s our resident go-to guy.” Jack stated as he clapped Daniel on his back. “He knows about every civilization on this planet and he’s not afraid to sit you down and bore you about them either…”

Dr. Jackson gave Jack a mock glare and turned to Harry. “Hello Harry, call me Daniel please.”

Harry chuckled and shook Daniel’s hand in greeting.

“This big lug is Teal’C Murray.” Jack stated as he gestured to a tall muscular black man near him.

“It is an honored to meet you, HarryEvans.” Teal’C greeted in monotone voice as he gave a slight bow in welcome.

“And this little guy here is Teddy Evans, Harry’s son.” Jack said as he tickled Teddy as he held him in his arms.

“Noooo….” Teddy cried in between giggles as Jack tickled him.

The five other adults smiled as Teddy continued to laugh, his sweet little giggle floating around the quiet backyard.

“So, Harry, Jack tells me you just moved here from Britain? Where are you from? I gave a few lectures in the U.K. several years back.” Daniel asked as they headed over to the picnic table set with dinner.

“I grew up in Surrey and then attended a boarding school in Scotland once I reached eleven.” Harry answered.

“How do you like America, Harry?” Sam asked as they sat down at the picnic table and began loading their plates.

“It’s different, that’s for sure, but I like it. It’s a good neighborhood and has a lot of kids for Teddy to grow up around and the area has a great deal to offer. I think it was the right choice for Teddy and I.” Harry replied as he took a bite of the barbecued chicken Jack had made.

Beside him, Jack had Teddy on his lap and was sharing his food with the baby. Teddy with his own baby spoon took a bite of Jack’s potato salad and frowned. “Ucky.”

Harry laughed and then gave Teddy a dinner roll to munch on.

The dinner continued and for the next three hours Harry got to know Jack’s friends. George Hammond was a man who like Jack had the aura of years as a soldier and a commanding presence. He also had a kind grandfatherly demeanor about him that made both Harry and Teddy like him immediately. Teddy spent quite a bit of time in the older soldier’s lap, babbling to him and pointing to interesting things.

Sam was a tall blonde bombshell with the mind of a scientist and the mentality of a soldier. If Harry hadn’t been gay, he would have definitely been attracted to a woman like Sam. Harry and she had an easy report with one another from the very beginning.

Daniel was similar to Sam in many ways and a scientist through and through. He was intelligent, had a dry sarcastic humor that made Harry laugh and was physically very appealing. Both passionate and down to earth, he exuded strength and wisdom with every word he spoke.

Teal’C was a tall muscle bound warrior with a quiet strength and subtle facial tics that were the only ways of understanding the warrior’s mindset. He would quirk an eyebrow in question or give a slight frown in confusion, he was outside a stoic man, but inside Harry was sure there was a lot going on under the surface.

Harry could see how the five friends and co-workers were a family. They naturally blended together, each personality a perfect fit for the others. The joked and fought with each other in a sibling, or in George’s case a fatherly sort of way. It was clear that they had been through quite a bit and Harry couldn’t help, but be curious as to what that all was.

After the meal, Harry and Jack brought the dishes into the house while the rest entertained Teddy’s curious nature. He had heard a cricket nearby and toddled off to investigate, the remaining four adults following quickly behind.

“They’re really nice, thank you for inviting us tonight.” Harry said with a small smile as he began to wash the dishes.

“They have wanted to meet you for a while, besides; I thought you could use a few more adults to liven up your conversations.” Jack said with a grin.

Harry laughed and said, “There is that, thanks.”

They stood there in a companionable silence while Harry washed the dishes and Jack dried them. After he was done, Harry turned around and leaned against the counter as Jack finished putting the dishes away.

Closing the cupboard, Jack then turned quietly and looked at Harry. Harry’s breath caught in his chest and his heart picked up the beat as he saw a heated look in Jack’s eyes. Nervously, he wet his lips and slipped his hands into the pockets in his jeans.

Jack grinned and slowly walked over to Harry, trapping him between Jack and the counter and placing his hands on either side of the counter, trapping Harry in.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” Jack murmured as he leaned in.

“Merlin! Finally…” Harry moaned as their lips met for the first time.

Their lips moved against each other and Harry sighed. He felt a spark of electricity bounce from his lips to Jack’s and mewed softly. It wasn’t a deep kiss; mostly just a brush of their lips in a chaste kiss, but with a promise of what was to come. Jack pulled back and Harry groaned as Jack took his perfect lips away and looked into Harry’s eyes. They stared at each other for a moment and then as one dived in for a deeper kiss. Jack gripped Harry’s hips and pulled him as close to his body as possible while Harry wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck and opened his mouth to Jack’s questing tongue.

They stood there wrapped in each other’s arms, lips and tongues dueling for dominance in the kiss and Harry finally gave control up to Jack. The older man groaned in pleasure as his hands wandered around Harry’s body, memorizing every dip and curve he found. His hands cupped Harry’s firm cheeks and lifted the younger man up onto the counter behind him.

Harry in answer wrapped his legs around Jack’s waist, pulling their groins together as they both moaned in ecstasy. Letting his hands card through Jack’s hair, Harry mewed quietly as Jack bit his bottom lip and then moved from his lips to his neck, biting and licking the tender skin along the way.

From the backyard a squeal of delight was heard followed by Jack’s laughing friends and they reluctantly pulled away.

“Probably not the best time to start this.” Harry said in a whisper; his sweet breath ghosting over Jack’s lips.

“Yeah…” Jack answered as he leaned in and gave a final nip to Harry’s kiss swollen lips and then lowered him onto his feet.

“I should probably put Teddy to bed soon anyways, it’s nearly eleven…” Harry said with a smile and then lifted up on the tip of his toes to wrap his arms around Jack’s neck and kiss him again. “Thank you for tonight.”

Jack snorted and kissed him back with a smirk on his lips, “Believe me, it was my pleasure.”

Harry chuckled and then slipped by Jack and out into the backyard to find Teddy. Saying goodbye to everyone, Harry gathered Teddy and their things and headed off to his house.

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Jack sat around with his team and CO for another hour or so. When it got late they brought everything into the house and began getting ready to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, Jack saw a dark figure sneak across Harry’s backyard. His senses on alert he reacted.

“Teal’ C, Sam are you armed?” Jack asked as he grabbed a gun from his safe.

“I have a Zat’nik’tel, O’Neill.” Teal’C answered.

“Yes, sir.” Carter answered. “Is something wrong?”

“Someone just slipped into Harry’s house.” Jack said as he took off into a run towards Harry’s house, Teal’C and Sam right behind him with Daniel and General Hammond not much farther behind.

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Harry awoke with a start as the ward alarm sounded. Quickly silencing it, he jumped out of bed and checked on Teddy. Finding him sleeping peacefully, Harry put up a strong ward to keep everyone, but him out of Teddy’s room and then crept downstairs to find the intruder.

He stopped as he heard the creak of a floor board in the living room and then he slipped into the room to see a dark figure searching quietly and putting valuables into a bag. ‘Well, at least it only a burglar and not the Minsitry Aurors’ thought Harry.

Coming out from around the hidden spot in the entryway with his wand in hand, he cleared his throat. “You know the good stuff is actually locked away in the safe. Just knick knacks and things like that about.”

The thief whipped around and looked at Harry. He smiled, no doubt thinking he found an easy target to overcome. After all the thief was tall and fairly muscled, as Harry was thin and kind of on the short side.

“What daddy was too scared to check out the noise, so he sent the little boy to do the job?” The thief laughed. “This is going to be easy.”

“Actually, this is my home and appearances can be deceiving.” Harry replied as he took a casual stance against the wall and added. “I would advise you to leave now while you’re still standing.”

“Run along, little boy before you get hurt…” The thief said as he pulled out a pocket knife with a long serrated five inch blade.

“Last chance.” Harry said as he stood to his full height and took a fighting stance.

The thief laughed and edged closer. “What are you going to do, poke with that twig of yours?”

“You know what, I haven’t had a good fight in a while… so I going to put my ‘twig’ away and do this by hand. Nothing like a little hand to hand to get the juices flowing.” Harry replied as he pocketed his wand and stepped aside as the other man rushed toward him with the knife.

Pivoting on his feet he swung around as the man passed him and landed a kicked to the man’s arse. He fell to the floor and growled in annoyance and jumped up. “That’s it, you little punk, I’m gonna’ enjoy this!”

He ran forward and swiped the knife toward Harry, aiming for his gut. Harry grabbed the hand and twisted it until he heard a crack of bone and the knife dropped out of the man’s hand. With a final twist he flipped the man over onto his back to hold him down. The thief with a cry of pain rolled away and stumbled to his feet, then rushing at Harry and caught him around the waist and lifted him up off his feet. The man then tried to slam him against a nearby wall, but Harry anticipating the move twisted his body and grabbed one of the thief’s arms as he rounded the man and shoved him face first against the wall.

“Now, that wasn’t very nice.” Harry stated as he slammed the man’s head into the wall to disorient him. Harry let him go and his body fell to the floor with a thunk and a groan. Harry whipped out his wand and said, “Stupefy.”

A red jet of light burst from his wand and hit the thief square in the chest and his body lost all its tension and fell into unconsciousness. Harry leaned down and held his wand next to the man’s head and said “Obliviate.”

“You want to tell me what the hell that was, Harry?!”

Harry whipped around at hearing Jack’s harsh question and seeing Jack’s angry face said, “Bloody hell…”

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Jack, Sam and Teal’C reached the backdoor a minute after the thief entered the house. Slipping inside they moved silently through the kitchen as Jack heard Harry speak.

“You know the good stuff is actually locked away in the safe. Just knick knacks and things like that about.”

Jack’s heart began beating rapidly and he silently berated Harry for his brave stupidity. He was going to get himself killed!

“What daddy was too scared to check out the noise, so he sent the little boy to do the job?” The thief laughed and Jack gritted his teeth. How was he going to get Harry out of there? “This is going to be easy.”

“Actually, this is my home and appearances can be deceiving.” Harry replied in a calm and quiet voice that Jack had never heard before. What was Harry up to? “I would advise you to leave now while you’re still standing.”

Jack turned around to signal Teal’C and Sam to go around and enter the living room from the entryway. They silently moved out of the room as the burglar spoke.

“Run along, little boy before you get hurt…” The soon-to-be-dead thief said as Jack heard the tell tell click of a pocket knife moving into place. Jack saw movement from behind him and turned to find General Hammond and Daniel coming inside. He covered his mouth with a finger to signal them to be quiet.

“Last chance.” Harry said.

“What are you going to do, poke me with that twig of yours?”

‘Twig?’ Jack thought. ‘That’s all Harry has… a measly stick?!’

“You know what, I haven’t had a good fight in a while… so I going to put my ‘twig’ away and do this by hand. Nothing like a little hand to hand to get the juices flowing.”

Jack began moving around the corner into the living room just as he heard running. Rounding the corner he saw Harry quickly move out of the way of the man rushing at him with a knife and kick him in the ass as he fell down. The guy jumped onto his feet and growled, “That’s it, you little punk, I’m gonna’ enjoy this!” as he again moved quickly toward Harry, knife headed towards Harry’s chest.

Harry grabbed the guy’s wrist and gave it a sudden twist and Jack heard a snap and the knife fell to the ground. Harry kept twisting the arm until he flipped the man on his back onto the floor. The burglar rolled away and staggered to his feet and slammed into Harry, grabbing him around the waist. Harry grabbed one of the man’s hand’s and whipped it around his back and shoved him against the wall.

‘Where did Harry learn to fight like that?’ thought Jack.

“Now, that wasn’t very nice.” Harry said as he slammed the man against the wall.

The guy fell to the floor and just as Jack was about to move in and help at least keep the man down, Harry pulled out the ‘twig’ from his pocket and said, “Stupefy” as a red light shot out of the wooden stick hitting the man’s chest. Shortly after he followed with an “Obliviate” as a white light hit the burglar’s head.

“You want to tell me what the hell that was, Harry?!” Jack growled as he stomped over to the younger man.

Harry turned around and closed his eyes before saying, “Bloody hell…”

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Disclaimer: See Prologue
Rating: PG-13

Chapter 3

Harry could feel five pair of eyes on him, each both confused as to what they saw and angry over Harry’s oblivious lies of who he really was. It was clear that unless he was willing to perform a memory charm on all of them that he was going to have to come clean and tell the truth or lie threw his teeth.

He hadn’t really expected to tell his life story so soon. He had figured, maybe sometime in the future when he had found somebody to love, that he would have to have the talk. You know, the ‘I’m a wizard and no you’re not bloody crazy’ talk after someone had seen just a little too much. Now, he was not only going to have to have the talk with Jack, someone he had a chance in loving and loving him, but with four other people that he had just met that night.

He was annoyed with himself for not realizing there were more people in the house. The wards would need to be reset to make the adjustments to them; he didn’t want any more surprises like tonight. Maybe he should add something to indicate whether the intruder was magical or muggle. He hadn’t thought of that… it showed how much he had been ingrained in the wizarding world when he didn’t even think to add in that distinction.

“You want to explain to me what just happened?” Jack barked as he stood just a foot from Harry, his face drawn into a tight scowl. Harry was drawn from his thoughts, fidgeting slightly under the intense stare.

“Well, what exactly did you see?” Harry asked evasively, his wand hand twitchingly slightly. He was tempted to cast an obliviate on them, but Harry really didn’t want to do that. Jack was important to him and his friends were good people, they didn’t deserve to be lied to and have their memories erased.

“No, uh uhh, you’re not going to play that card… tell me exactly what I saw right now!” Jack said in a deathly quiet voice, making Harry shiver. He understood exactly how good Jack must be as a soldier; that voice must bring even the strongest to heel.

“I… well, you see… oh, bugger, this is hard.” Harry quietly murmured.

“What kind of weapon is that, HarryEvans, I have never seen such a weapon?” Teal’C questioned as he eyed Harry’s wand with apparent interest.

“Yeah, what’s up with the twig-thingy? Not exactly a smart choice as a weapon in a fight, the guy had a frickin’ knife for cryin’ out loud!” Jack said testily, his hands waving about in as he shouted at Harry.

Over the last few months Harry had gotten use to Jack’s natural protectiveness when it came to people, especially those he cared about. His loud voice and overbearing stance might have annoyed Harry if he hadn’t known that Jack had been scared that Harry might have gotten hurt.

“This is my wand-” Harry began in a soothing voice, but was interrupted by Sam.

“Wand? As in magic wand?” Sam questioned, her voice laced with skepticism. She looked at the wand as if it was going to turn into a rubber chicken at any moment and the joke would be over.

“Yeah… I’m a wizard.” Harry stated with a small smile as the five other people in the room stared at him blankly. “I use this wand to harness magic inherent to my body and cast spells with it.”

“So you used magic to do whatever the hell you just did to him?” Jack asked as he point to the unconscious thief on the floor.

Harry nodded and said, “I used a spell to knock him out and one to… keep him from endangering Teddy and me. I don’t need any unwanted attention drawn to us, so having the authorities come to arrest him wasn’t something I wanted.”

“May I see your wand?” Sam asked as she held her hand out to him.

“Sure.” Harry said with a small shrug and handed over the wand to her.

She held it lightly in her hand, testing it weight, shape, looking closely to see there was any indication of how it was used. “Can anybody use this?”

“Anybody who is a witch or wizard probably could, but some wands work better for certain people… though muggles can’t use them.” He answered and then from there look of confusion added. “Muggles are non-magical people, people who weren’t born with a magical core.”

“What is a magical core?” Daniel asked, his eyes alight with interest. Harry could see the wheels working in Daniel’s mind; Harry was sure that Daniel would find the magical community a veritable treasure trove as a yet undiscovered society.

“It is something witches and wizards are born with and is an added element that allows us to manipulate energy around us.” Harry explained and then a soft buzzing could be heard. Everyone except Harry looked around trying to identify the buzzing noise.

“That’s Teddy, he must have woken up. Let me just go check on him… if I could have my wand back.”

Harry held out his hand to Sam, silently waiting for her to give him the wand. She hesitated when Jack spoke.

“Let me go get him, you stay here.” Jack stated.

Harry knew Jack was hesitant to let Harry out of his sight… though it was odd; Jack and the rest had been surprised at what Harry had done, but from their reactions, it wasn’t the oddest thing they had ever seen.

Turning around he shook his head, “You can’t, I put up a strong ward around the room, it won’t let anybody, but me enter the room until I take it down.”

“Is that like a force field or something?” Jack asked with surprised look on his face.

“A magical one, yes.” Harry said as he held out his hand for his wand again.

Sam looked at George and he gave a slight nod of his head. She handed the wand to Harry and he turned to make his way to the stairs as Jack began to follow him. Turning around he looked Jack in the eye and said, “Honestly Jack, if I really was a threat to any of you, I could have disabled all of you and disappeared in a second.”

From a few feet behind Jack, Harry could see both of Teal’c’s eyebrows rise and disappear beyond the rim of hat on his head.

“Just humor me, okay, Harry…” Jack said quietly as he gestured for Harry to lead.

Nodding, Harry made his way up the stairs and once at Teddy’s bedroom door, he raised his wand and removed the ward around Teddy’s room. Opening the door, he found Teddy’s standing up in his crib, tear tracks down his cheeks.

“What’s wrong, luv?” Harry crooned as he picked up Teddy, rocking him in his arms. “Did you have a nightmare?”

Teddy tightly grabbed a lock of Harry’s hair in his fist and laid his head down on Harry’s shoulder. Harry heard sniffling and a hiccup here and there as his son calmed down. Turning around Harry walked towards the door to Jack and faced him so that Teddy could see the older man.

“Look who’s here Teddy…”

Teddy opened his eyes and laying eyes on Jack, he gave a gap toothed smile at him.

“Hey buddy.” Jack said with a smile as he rubbed Teddy’s back lightly.

“Why don’t we go downstairs, I’m sure you all will have a lot more questions…” Harry acknowledged and then walked out of the room after Jack nodded.

They made their way down the stairs to find George, Daniel, Sam and Teal’c having a quiet conversation.

“Why don’t you guys sit down and I will tell you about Teddy and I and where we come from, yeah?” Harry asked as he sat down on the love seat with Jack beside him.

They all took a seat and Harry arranged Teddy in a comfortable place on his lap.

“Before I tell you all, I need to have you give an oath that you won’t communicate with anyone outside of this room about what I am going to tell you. Our society has strict laws about letting this secret out.” Harry stated as he looked around at them.

The five nodded their heads in agreement and Harry used an incantation to bind them to the oath.

“What was that?” Jack asked looking around. A bright light had engulfed SG-1 and their CO as the spell took effect.

“It’s an oath that keeps you from telling anyone, in any form of communication, about this to someone who doesn’t already know the secret. It is a security measure that is used a lot in our world.” Harry answered as he allowed Teddy to play with the wand in his hand.

“Are all of your spells in Latin like that?” Daniel inquired.

“Most are, the language is the building blocks of our spell work.” Harry answered Daniel. “So, about out world… the magical community is not very large, we only have maybe a couple million worldwide. Some of the largest populated areas are Egypt, China, the States and the U.K. Each area is has a government appointed to care for our people, keep law and order and to guard our secret from the rest of the world. It was about three hundred years ago that our communities began going into hiding and closing off interaction between the magical and non-magical world. Even we were a closely guarded community, but at that time it became apparent that our society as a whole was not longer safe out in the open. ”

“That was during the Salem witch trials, correct?” Daniel asked eagerly.

“Yes, there was a lot of fear of the unknown and also persecution from the religious extremists who thought witches and wizards were followers of Satan, the devil, you pick.” Harry replied with snort. “So, we hid ourselves away and slowly your people began to believe we no longer existed, were just fairy tales and legends.”

“How do you keep such a big secret? With millions of people worldwide, it seems like that would be nearly impossible.” Sam questioned incredulously.

“We have magic to do that for us. We group our communities together and cover the areas with strong wards that keep muggles out or put up notice-me-not charms that keep muggles from looking where we don’t want them to look. My school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is a large castle in Scotland that looks like an aged and crumbling ruin with a sign that says ‘DANGER, DO NOT ENTER, UNSAFE’ to any muggles who come near it.”

“That’s amazing…” Daniel exclaimed as he sat on the edge of his seat. “So, does your community keep records of your history?”

“I thought you might be interested in something like that… The magical world has been around for thousands of years, some of those in our community are hundreds if not a thousand years old.” Harry answered with a smile.

Harry laughed as they looked at him with surprise. Daniel had a look of absolute glee at being able to talk to someone who had been alive for one thousand years, so much living history for him to absorb.

“There are people, on Earth, that have lived for a millennium?” Sam asked.

“Well, not people in the sense that they are human, but there are sentient magical creatures that have, yes.”

“Son, when you say magical creatures, what exactly do you mean?” George asked in a stern voice as everyone else sat up a little straighter, tension evident in their bodies. Harry knew by his tone of voice that there was something they weren’t telling him, he would have to ask about that later.

“Um, well there are many beings living in this world that are believed to be legends, like I said. There are goblins, veela, elves, centaurs, vampires, werewolves, dragons, griffins, unicorns and such. There really is an entirely different world that we keep hidden from muggles.”

“How is that possible? The rest of the world would know about it; that is way too much to keep hidden!” Sam exclaimed in disbelief.

“Like I said we have magic to keep it hidden. Our governments have departments set up just to keep it secret. In the U.K. the Ministry of Magic has a whole department filled with people who are called Obliviators, they go into situations where the community has been exposed and erase the memory of the event from the muggles who witnessed it or they do like I am doing and have them give an oath to keep what they have seen a secret.”

“They erase their memories?!” Jack asked in anger.

“Yes, they do…” Harry replied. “Our community needs to stay hidden, there is too much fear in the world of the unknown as it is, can you imagine what others would do if they knew there were people out there who could pop into any secure place in the world and do whatever they wanted. Or people who could make you do what they wanted threw a simple spell… our people would be rounded up and killed in fear or captured to be used to do horrible things.”

It was quiet in the room; Harry could see their thoughts on their faces. Some secrets were just too dangerous to be made public.

“The world is still too ignorant to accept things like this that they don’t understand… magical beings wouldn’t be safe.” Harry said softly. “Though we do notify the leaders of the major countries in the world; often times it is necessary to keep our world hidden. However, those leaders are spelled with an oath like all of you to limit the secret being spoken to anyone who does not already know it.”

“So the American government knows?”Hammond asked with a frown.

“Probably, but it is no doubt limited to your current president and the previous ones in office. It is a closely guarded secret.” Harry answered with a nod.

“What exactly can you do with magic?” Sam questioned. “There has to be a limited amount of things, the physical laws of the universe wouldn’t allow just anything…”

“There are many types of magic and fields of study… such as transfiguration-”

“What is that?” Daniel asked.

“Transfiguration is magic which changes one object into another. It is possible to change inanimate objects into animate ones and vice versa.”

“So you can change, say a rock into what, a dog?” Jack asked eagerly. “Give us a little show and tell, Harry.”

Harry chuckled and placed Teddy in Jack’s lap and stood up. Walking to the fireplace, he grabbed a small wooden statue that Hermione had given to him as a gift a few years ago. The statue was of Sirius and Remus, or rather, Padfoot and Moony. Using his wand, Harry spoke the spell to change the object into a small white fluffy dog with large ears and a bow tie around its neck.

Sam stood up and walked to Harry, petting the puppy in his arms. The puppy whined and nuzzled her hand, licking the skin within reach. Sam exhaled heavily and said in an awed voice, “That’s impossible…”

“There is a lot in my world that you would probably say was impossible.” Harry stated with a grin on his face.

Handing the puppy to Sam, he walked back over to the love seat and sat down.

“Can you do any other type of magic?” Daniel asked.

“Well, there is Charms the use of spells to enchant an object to behave in way that it usually doesn’t; like using a summoning charm to bring the object to you.” Harry looked at a framed photo of Harry, Hermione and Ron and said, “Accio Frame!”

The picture zoomed off of the fireplace mantle and into his outstretched hand.

“That is very impressive, HarryEvans.” Teal’c declared.

“Thanks, it pretty simple, we learn that in our first year at Hogwarts.” He replied as he set the frame down on the table beside the couch. “We also learn Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, History of Magic, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, Astronomy… well, there are a lot of subjects. As you get older you learn other subjects, more geared to your skill level and your career goals.”

“How long do you attend the school?” Sam questioned. “I imagine it would take you a long time to learn all that.”

“Most magical children begin learning the basics as from their parents as children and then once they turn eleven they attend a school for more in-depth study. We attend for seven years and at that time receive our license to practice magic if we graduate. There are higher learning universities and internships that allow you to become a master in certain subjects as well.”

“You began learning magic as a child?” Teal’c asked.

“No… I grew up in the muggle world and wasn’t aware I was a wizard until a little while before my eleventh birthday.” Harry answered quietly.

“Why didn’t your parents tell you about magic?” Sam inquired.

The room was quiet for a while as Harry decided how to approach telling them his sordid past. He had never liked the attention and fame he had received as the Boy-Who-Lived. The possibility of having to tell them everything about his time in the magical world was daunting.

“I… they weren’t there to tell me…” He answered with a sigh. “A little less than twenty years ago there was a powerful dark wizard who had been gathering followers who had the same beliefs as he did. He and many like him were blood purists, who thought that the magical world was superior to muggles and believed we shouldn’t have to hide, but rule the muggles. They wanted to either eliminate muggles or basically turn them into slaves for his twisted pleasure. Our government had been fighting against Lord Voldemort and his band of Death Eaters for several years.”

“Voldemort… that is French, it means ‘flight from death.’” Daniel interjected.

“Yeah, he always was a bit of a drama queen…” Harry said with a snort of amusement. “Anyways, during that time a group was created called the Order of the Phoenix, to fight alongside the Ministry against Voldemort. My parents along with about thirty other people were members of the Order. Shortly before I was born, a woman gave a prophesy that would decide the fate of the wizarding world.”

“A prophesy? Seriously?!” Jack laughed.

“Yeah, I took it with a grain of salt too… so, basically the prophesy said that the one to kill him was soon to be born to parents who had thrice defied him and would be born as the seventh month dies. Voldemort would mark the child as his equal. The child would have a power that the dark lord knew not and that either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. There were too children that fit that description myself and a friend of mine named Neville Longbottom. One of Voldemort’s minions heard the prophesy and told him about it and so he, like any good evil overlord, decided to eliminate the threat before it became an issue.” Harry stopped for a moment and took a breath. “He had a couple of his Death Eaters go and kill Neville; his parents were tortured into insanity trying to protect him, but they succeeded in keeping the Death Eaters occupied long enough for the Ministry’s Aurors to arrive, so Neville was saved. Voldemort chose to kill me personally and after finding out where my parents were in hiding from a sniveling little rat by the name of Wormtail, he came to kill me.”

“He killed my father with a killing curse as he tried to keep Voldemort occupied while my mother escaped with me. But, my mother had no way to get out of the house and was trapped. Voldemort told her that he had no use for her and if she left he wouldn’t kill her.” Harry closed his eyes as he heard his mother’s voice pleading with Voldemort to not kill him. “Pushing her out of the way he raised his wand to kill me and my mother stepped in the way of the curse to protect me and died. In giving her life to save mine she enacted very old blood magic that protected me even after her death. So, when Voldemort tried to kill me, his curse rebounded off of me and ripped his soul from his body. I survived and was marked with a scar.”

Harry lifted the bangs from his forehead and showed them the strange cursed scar in the shape of a lightning bolt.

“Marking you as his equal…” Daniel murmured.

“Yeah, kind of a self fulfilling prophesy…” Harry replied. “So, after they died I was sent to live with my mother’s sister and her family who were muggles. They hated magic and anyone associated with it. So I grew up with no idea about magic or the world I came from. Then, a few days before my eleventh birthday a letter came inviting me to attend Hogwarts… it was then that I was introduced to the magical world and those in it. The person I met was a massive half-giant by the name of Hagrid who became my first friend. He told me about my parents and a lot about the wizarding world. Soon I made friends with my year-mates, Ron and Hermione were my best friends and they became my touchstone through the years.”

“From my first year there I realized that the magical world thought of me as this ridiculous savior, having saved them from Voldemort. I hated it; I was praised for something I really had nothing to do with. By the end of the first year it became clear that my part in the war wasn’t over, just postponed. Voldemort had possessed a professor from the school and had tried to steal the Philosopher’s Stone, it was a stone that created a liquid that if ingested gave you immortality. However, with the help of Ron and Hermione I stopped him, the body he possessed was destroyed and his soul released again.”

“There is a stone out there that can make someone immortal?” Jack asked in a tense voice.

“No, after Voldemort tried to get it, the owner decided it was too dangerous to keep and destroyed it. He and his wife lived for over six hundred years; they died just a few years ago after their supply of the elixir ran out.” Harry assured them. “After that, each year became harder, Voldemort and his followers tried many times to reclaim power and in my fourth year he succeeded. There was a tournament at our school and once it was all over it had become clear that it was orchestrated to hand me over to Voldemort. The last task brought me and a fellow student of mine to an old graveyard where Voldemort and his Death Eaters were waiting. They killed Cedric and tied me up, using my blood in a ritual to give Voldemort a body again. I got away after Voldemort and I dueled, but he was back.”

“How did you get away? You were what, fourteen?” Daniel questioned.

“It was luck really, when we fought, our spells fused together. Our wands were brothers, each held a feather from the same phoenix and if pitted against each other they wouldn’t work correctly. A ‘Prior Incantem’ was activated on our wands and it was enough of a diversion to get away.”

It had always been luck for the first few years, sheer dumb luck that he had survived. He was amazed that he hadn’t died that first year or any or the following ones. His friends and professors had been the only thing standing between him and certain death.

“Once Voldemort was back things took a turn for the worse, the Second War soon had officially begun and over the next three years many people died and the wizarding world looked to me to end it. I was the ‘Chosen One’ after all.” Harry said sarcastically.

“You were fifteen years old; how could they expect you to do that when you were still a child?!”Jack exclaimed.

Harry could see everyone nodding their heads and agreeing with Jack.

“You were but a child, HarryEvans, the weight of his defeat should not have been laid at your feet.” Teal’c said with a nod of his head.

“I was never a child, from the moment Voldemort killed my parents and marked me, I was the means to an end… but, no matter what, it was my duty to end it; everyone was dying because they were protecting me. I needed to end it… my family and friends were dying and I couldn’t allow anyone else to be killed because of me!” Harry said emphatically.

“Voldemort wasn’t picky in who he killed, anyone who stood in his way was struck down without prejudice. After my godfather Sirius died at the end of my fifth year, I knew I wasn’t ready to kill Voldemort… So, I began training in everything from hand to hand combat to battlefield transfiguration.” Smiling Harry looked at them. “During the following two years, I spent every waking moment training to kill. I learned how to kill, what best way to evade capture, how to interrogate people, how to duel; everything I did was about death… so I also learned to heal as well, becoming a fully trained medi-wizard with experience in healing on the battlefield. My entire life was about death and I didn’t want that to be the only significant thing I learned.”

“A medi-wizard… is that like a doctor?” Jack questioned.

Nodding, Harry said, “Yeah, our healers take care of the magical population very differently than muggles do. Most of the healing process is through healing spells and potions. We can mend bones overnight, replenish lost blood in a second with a simple potion or use a health check spell to find the exact cause of an injury or illness. Our magical cores allow us to suffer more injuries than muggles and help us to heal quicker as well.”

“Janet, our base doctor would probably love to pick your brain…” Daniel uttered with a grin.

“I’d love to find out a little more about muggle medicine; I learned the basics when I trained with Hogwarts’ healer, Madame Pomfrey, but it would be great to see how the muggle and magical medicine would work together.” Harry replied and then frowned. “Um, where was I in the story…?”

“I believe you were speaking about your training after your fifth year, HarryEvans.” Teal’c answered.

“Oh, thanks…” Harry said and then continued. “I trained for two years and in the end the final confrontation didn’t happen because I felt I was finally ready, rather Voldemort decided he was through with the half-arsed attempts at my life. At the end of my seventh year, he and his Death Eaters attacked Hogwarts. In that final battle, Voldemort was once and for all defeated, but a lot of people died to accomplish that. A third of the students were killed, many of the school’s professors as well as most of the Order. That night I lost nearly everyone I loved, save Teddy and Arthur and Ginny Weasley. They all died and I felt lost… the entire reason I fought him was to save them.”

The quiet in the room was nearly deafening as his words echoed from wall to wall. Pain was laced in every word and Teddy, seeing his father was in pain, stood up in Jack’s lap and turned his hair from the black messy waves he had adopted to match Harry’s, into a wild pink Mohawk. Laughing, he clapped his hands in amusement.

Harry snorted as he saw five jaws drop at Teddy’s trick.

“What the hell?!” Jack laughed.

“How did he do that?” Sam asked with a huge grin on her face.

“He’s a Metamorphmagus like his mother. He is able to change the color and shape of his appearance into anything he wants.” Harry replied with a sad smile. “Tonks, his mother, was known for it. This was her favorite look, a pink Mohawk…”

“Is that common?” George asked as he smiled at Teddy.

“No, only a few witches and wizard’s can do it. Teddy’s special…” Harry answered and then decided to continue his story. “When Tonks and Remus died, they left me as his guardian. After the battle, Teddy here kept me sane. The wizarding world was still in chaos. The belief in blood purity was still a problem and everyone was worried about another dark lord coming into power. Prejudice was rampant and the Ministry ran with that. New laws were put in place to regulate magical creatures like elves, centaurs, veela; restricting their rights. For the creatures seen as dark or dangerous like werewolves and vampires, they were rounded up to either be killed or put in cages to be forgotten.”

“Well, I imagine werewolves and vampires are pretty dangerous…” Sam started.

“The world isn’t black and white like that, Sam.” Harry said. “Remus, one of my godfather’s, was a werewolf. When he was a child, he was attacked by a werewolf who reveled in turning children. He, and many just like him, spent their lives as outcasts because of something they had no control over. He was a kind and gentle man who was intelligent and spent the last few years of his life dedicated to defending the people that would have just killed him because of what they perceived him to be. In the end he killed the werewolf that turned him, saving several students the wolf was about to attack. He never once in his life attacked another human being while he was a werewolf. He changed into a wolf one night a month and took precautions to keep those around him safe. He locked himself in a heavily fortified room, changed up on those nights… just because he was a werewolf did not automatically make him a threat or evil.”

Sam gave him a sheepish look in apology and Harry smiled back at her.

“When the new laws came out, I couldn’t just stay quiet. My position in the wizarding world, no matter how much I hated it, gave me a certain amount of power and influence. So, I made clear my view on the new laws and what I thought of the Ministry for taken advantage of the fear that lingered after the war.” Scowling Harry continued. “Even when I was young I made no attempt at hiding my contempt for the Ministry and the Ministers that were elected. They were both egotistical morons more interested in furthering their own agendas than actually making a difference with the power they had. Both Fudge and Scrimgeour, as Ministers, were completely useless and combined furthered the death toll in the Second War because of their incompetence.”

“Sounds like a few of our elected officials!” Jack said with a snort. “Bureaucrats!”

“Minister Scrimgeour, trying to keep the public in his favor, decided to use the public’s fear of another dark lord gaining power and began making accusations about why it took so long for me to defeat Voldemort, or how powerful I really was… Before long newspapers had daily articles about my supposed dark side, how I was evil or a danger to the good people of the wizarding world. They accused me of waiting to take out Voldemort. Or why did most of the powerful witches and wizards against Voldemort get killed and I survived, was I insuring I had no one in my way to truly take over?”

“What the hell is wrong with those people?! What you didn’t do enough for them, they expected you to die for them as well?!” Jack hissed. His hands clenched in fists as his anger coursed through his body.

“They were scared and too blinded by their own prejudice to see clearly… For a year I ignored it all, I had seen it all before… after Voldemort returned, nobody wanted to believe that he was back, too afraid to accept what was coming. They accused me of lying to gain attention, saying I was delusional and a danger to those around me. When a public fight with Voldemort finally made it impossible for anyone to deny his return they were all repentant and such, I was there only hope of ending it in their eyes.” Harry said with a shrug, he had long gotten pasted being hurt by the wizarding world’s treatment of him. “During it all, I holed up in my home with Teddy, trying to wait out the accusations, but I was pragmatic. Just in case it didn’t blow over, I made plans for us to disappear and come here. It turned out those plans were smart.”

“Just a few days before we moved here, an article was released in the newspaper saying that the Ministry had issued a warrant for my arrest in suspicion of Treason and use of the dark arts. I knew that was it, Teddy and I were not safe anymore and so we left, moved here and that’s when we met Jack…”

Continue on to next Chapter >

Disclaimer: See Prologue
Rating: PG-13
A/N: I am sooo sorry this took so long to update. RL is hectic right now, but I made it nice an long to keep you entertained. I hope you like it! Remember, reviews are like manna from heaven for writers!!!

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Chapter 4

After he stopped speaking, Harry waited for them to speak. He knew that as a person with a warrant on him, their military code might become a problem. Of course, it wasn’t their government or one that they even recognized, but it was still an issue.

“Well, Harry… is that your real name?” George asked finally.

“It’s Harry James Potter actually, Evans was my mother’s maiden name.” Harry replied.

“Okay, Harry, there are a few things that need to be looked into… merely on the issue of security. Jack and all of us work in a highly classified facility and we need to be assured you are who you say you are.” George stated. “It is not that we don’t believe you, but I have learned to err on the side of caution in these situations.”

“Of course. What do you need me to do?”

“If you wouldn’t mind coming with us, we can get this settled within a few days.” George replied as they all stood up.

“Um… okay, let me pack a few things for Teddy and me and then we can go.” Harry said. “Jack you want to come with me and help?”

“Sure.” Jack answered and they made their way up stairs and into Teddy’s room first.

Harry grabbed a travel bag from the closet and began filling it with a couple days worth of clothes for Teddy.

“Don’t worry Harry; Hammond is just being a good soldier, covering all the bases.” Jack assured him as he cuddled Teddy in his arms.

Teddy had gone back to sleep a while ago and was now sleeping peacefully in the older man’s arms.

“I know, I just don’t have the best of luck with situations like these…” Harry replied as he finished packing. “Okay, just my stuff and then we’ll be done.”

Harry began to pass Jack and was stopped by a hand snaking around his waist and pulled him in close to Jack and Teddy.

“It will be alright, I won’t let anything happen to you and Teddy…” Jack said quietly and kissed Harry lightly on the lips. “Just wanted to do that before we get back down there and I can’t do anything else for a few days, the base has cameras and is filled with nosy people who could make trouble.”

Harry laughed quietly and lifted up to wrap and arms around Jack’s neck and against Jack’s mouth said, “I know you won’t let anything happen to us and when we get back here I want a proper kiss.”

Harry wiggled his eyebrows and leered at Jack as he pressed his body against Jack for one more quick kiss, making sure not to crush Teddy in the process.

Jack smiled and leaned in the final millimeters to press their lips together. A slow sweet kiss unfolded and Harry sighed into Jack’s mouth, his tongue sliding erotically against Jack’s. He nipped those kissable lips and soothed the bite with a lick. Jack’s free hand moved from Harry’s waist to cup his arse and Harry leaned against the heat of his hand and moaned. With a final bite of Harry’s bottom lip, he pulled back and said, “Okay, let’s go pack your bag and get out of here.”

In an afterthought, Harry grabbed a beanie hat and slipped it on Teddy’s head, covering the wild main of pink hair as they left the room.

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The drive to the mountain was quiet. Harry sat in the passenger seat of Jack’s truck with Teddy sleeping peacefully in his car seat in the back. Jack’s mind was running at a million miles a minute, trying to understand everything Harry had told them in the last hour.

Magic was real… if he hadn’t seen Harry do some amazing things he would have been expecting somebody to pop out and yell “You’re on Candid Camera!” It was funny that he lived in a world where he met Aliens on an almost daily basis, waged a war against evil parasitic aliens bent on ruling the galaxy and was friends with a warrior from another planet who had a frickin’ snake in his stomach, but he still had a hard time believing that magic was real…

Jack knew Carter and Daniel were probably in an almost orgasmic state with the possibility of all the technology and cultural information to explore. As the group had left Harry’s house, Jack had overheard his two geeks trying to figure out if Harry’s people were human or some long ago sort of colonization done by another race of aliens. It wasn’t unheard of; the Goa’uld had taken humans from Earth and settled them on planets all over the Milky Way.

There was also the issue of Harry’s past. The fact that Harry had been the front runner in a war Jack couldn’t even comprehend for the better part of his life was hard to take in. Harry had seen war on a scale that few ever see and had to watch helplessly as everyone he loved was killed. Jack had seen the guilt in Harry’s eyes, the tension in his body as he spoke. Harry probably felt survivor’s guilt for living through the war when so many others didn’t. He had already said a lot of people died protecting him and Jack knew what guilt for something like that could inflict on a person.

Jack turned his head slightly to look at Harry beside him and admired the beauty and strength in him. His pale white skin glowed in the moonlight and his messy black hair flew around in the wind from the window open beside him. His body was relaxed, but Jack could see a slight tension in his hands, clenched in anticipation. He knew Harry was worried about how Jack would take everything… as they walked to the truck Jack had seen Harry given him an anxious look beneath those long black eyelashes.

Jack was a little unnerved by the news, but not to the point that he didn’t want to pursue the relationship they had only just begun. Harry, even though he was twenty years Jack’s junior, was everything Jack wanted in a partner. Strong, capable, intelligent, funny, loving, snarky, a great father… the guy was beyond beautiful, there was no doubt about that. Jack got half-hard just looking at him; he could practically cum just from watching Harry smiling at him. No, he wanted Harry and that hadn’t changed.

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Harry sat in the truck quietly wondering what was going to happen next. He knew Teddy and he would be fine; Jack had made it clear that he would keep them safe. George had asked for a medical check-up and a more in-depth briefing on Harry’s life and the state of the wizarding world. Harry could see the aged general was worried about Harry’s presence in their lives, Jack’s especially, and whether or not his predicament with the magical government would affect them.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jack look at him and he wondered what Jack was thinking. Harry had just told them that not only did magic exist, but it could do nearly everything. The thought that the legends in fairy tales were based upon elements of Harry’s world was both wondrous and terrifying. He had specifically left out a lot because of the sheer fact that a lot that could be done in the wizarding world could be seen as dangerous in the wrong hands. Apparition, dark magic, the Unforgiveables… it was hard to take it all in at once. He would slowly ease them into the more dangerous aspects of the magical world.

For Harry it had been fairly easy, it was magic or the Dursleys. If he believed in magic, if it was real, he could get away from them, finally be free. Of course that hadn’t been completely feasible, but for a little over nine months out of the year it was true. He still slightly resented Dumbledore for making him go back to that horrible house on Privet Drive every summer. Harry knew it had been for his own protection, but it was difficult to put those feelings aside when he remembered years of neglect and abuse at their hands.

When the war had finally been over he had realized he was finally free… there was absolutely no reason for him to return to that wretched house and those horrible muggles. He hadn’t given it a second thought. Beside there was no way he would have ever subjected Teddy to their narrow mindedness and their prejudice.

From his seat Harry saw a mountain move into his eye line a ways away. It was surrounded by a metal fence with a small booth with stationed guards for security. Jack nodded at the guards in greeting as he drove through the security check point and drove into the mountains tunnel. Once the truck parked, Harry got out and moved to take Teddy out of his car seat.

Several spots away Harry could see Teal’c and George exit their car as well. Sam and Daniel had gone home for the night and would be back early in the morning for the briefing.

“This is quite the facility you’ve got here General.” Harry remarked as they all entered the elevator.

George laughed and said, “Thank you, but, it’s not all mine. There are several programs housed here, the one I command is just one of them.”

“Oh.” Harry replied with a smile.

The elevator stopped and they exited, moving through the cement halls with bright colored lines on the floor heading in different directions. Walking into a room off the main hall, Harry saw that it was the infirmary. Several beds were made with sheets and bedding, waiting for the next patient. Monitors and electronics, beeped sporadically and the sound echoed off of the concrete walls.

“Are these my patients?” Asked a petite brunette with a kind smile as she walked towards Harry.

“Dr. Fraiser, meet Harry Evans and his son Teddy.” George introduced them. “Harry, this is the bases Chief Medical Officer, Doctor Janet Fraiser.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Fraiser.” Harry greeted as he shook her hand and then looked down into Teddy’s face and said, “Teddy, this nice lady here is Dr. Fraiser, can you say hello?”

Teddy smiled shyly around the thumb in his mouth at her and quietly said, “‘lo.”

“Hello, Teddy, it’s very nice to meet you.”

“Dr. Fraiser, if you wouldn’t mind giving them a full check up, I would appreciate it.” George stated and then turned to Harry. “Colonel O’Neill will escort you and Teddy to a VIP room we have set up for you during your stay as I am sure you and Teddy could use some sleep. In the morning, Colonel O’Neill will no doubt be there to escort you to breakfast and then to the briefing at 0900.”

Harry nodded, “Sounds good.”

“Well, you have a good night.” George said with a smile and left the room.

“So, why don’t you sit down here and we can start…” Dr. Fraiser asked with a smile.

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The next morning, Jack arrived to take Harry and Teddy to the commissary for breakfast, where the civilian and military staff alike cooed and awed over Teddy. When breakfast was through, the three made their way to the briefing room just before 0900.

“Ah, right on time… good morning, Harry, Teddy, Colonel.” General Hammond greeted as they entered the General’s office and followed him as he stood from his desk and preceded them into a large conference room.

Harry looked around at the large room that was dominated by a conference table with chairs tucked in around its edges. A massive window was to the left of him, but it was covered by a solid metal object that obstructed the view. Harry was interested in what exactly was hiding behind it.

“Morning, Sir.” Jack said and pulled out a seat for Harry and Teddy, then sitting himself.

Daniel and Sam entered the room through a spiral staircase on the opposite side of the room and sat down opposite of them and smiled.

“Morning…” Daniel said sleepily as he smiled at Jack and Harry.

“Good morning, Daniel. Did you get any sleep last night?” Harry asked with a laugh.

“Not much, I was too excited about what you told us, so I spent most of the night researching the magical world and seeing what our world knows about yours.” Daniel replied, sitting up straighter in his seat as an animated look overtook his face. “I didn’t find much; most of it was played off as fairy tales and legends like you said, the rest as ravings from the mentally unstable.”

Daniel has a frown on his face and Harry could see he was a little frustrated by the lack of information about Harry’s world.

“We take the protection of our world seriously…” Harry said with a shrug.

Just then Teal’c and Dr. Fraiser entered and took seats around the table.

“Well, why don’t we get started…” General Hammond said. “Harry, imagine you would like Dr. Fraiser to be given the oath as well?”

Nodding, Harry quickly spelled the doctor to an oath. Once it was done Harry, per General Hammond’s request, quickly gave her an overview of the magical world and Harry’s role in it. Throughout, Janet Fraiser sat quietly; blinking occasionally or her jaw dropping in surprise after a particularly amazing fact about the magical world was given.

“That is… I don’t even know what to say, except it makes my results make a little more sense.” Dr. Fraiser said in an awed voice once Harry had finished.

“What did you tests find, Dr. Fraiser?” General Hammond asked.

“Well Sir, the tests came back with a lack of Naquadah in either Harry or Teddy’s system as well the lack of a protein marker left by a Goa’uld exiting a host body.” Dr. Fraiser answered. “Scans of their upper bodies showed no signs of a Goa’uld presence. What I did find though is very interesting to say the least. Both Harry and Teddy have unusually high brain function. As you know most humans on average use only about ten percent of their brain. Teddy is currently using twenty-five percent brain function and Harry is using an astounding forty-seven percent brain function.”

“How is that possible, Janet?” Sam asked with a frown on her face. “There has been no precedent for any human using more than about 14 percent of their brain function… “

“I am not sure, but evidently this is something that allows them to develop and learn magic.” Janet Fraiser replied with an eager look on her face. “It’s amazing when you think about it. Harry and the magical community are the next evolutionary path for humans. For one reason or another, their physical make-up has been altered somewhere in the distant past and they have jumped several links in the evolution of humans…”

Harry felt everyone’s eyes center on him and he gave a shy shrug of his shoulders as his face burst red in embarrassment.

“That’s news to me… I mean, the magical world doesn’t do things they way the muggle one does. We do not pay attention to the DNA or the way a brain functions or things like that. The theory of evolution is unknown in the magical world. Even the most skilled medi-wizards are only really familiar with magical cores and how magic heals the body. There is a stigma in our world, something that has lingered with blood purity, so that anything muggle is frowned upon or thought to be less than magical knowledge. The only reason I know so much about the muggle world is because lived in it until I was eleven and in the summers as I grew older.” Harry stated with a deep set frown.

“That stigma is one of the problems in our world. Right now we need to keep our world a secret, but there may come a time soon when it will be time to make our presence know or when the secret is forced out into the open. If we are going to co-exist, the magical world needs to know more about the muggle. Besides the fact that I believe much of the muggle world would be useful in the magical one.” Harry explained. “Our world is stuck in a period around the mid 1800’s. The world hasn’t changed much since then. We still use candles for lighting, quills and parchment to write on, our clothes have not changed much, spells and potions are rarely invented anymore; it is along the lines of ‘if it isn’t broke, why fix it?’”

“It’s stagnant…” Daniel mused.

“Yeah.” Harry replied with a smile. “I think that fact is going to be a serious problem as time goes on, as seen by the simple fact that we know so little about how the human brain works.”

General Hammond, when Harry finished nodded at Harry and then returned to Dr. Fraiser. “Was there anything else in your tests, Dr. Fraiser?”

“No Sir; that was everything.” She replied.

“Thank you, Dr. Fraiser.” The General said and then continued. “Harry, I need to speak with SG-1 and Dr. Fraiser for a short while. If you would follow Airman Collins, he will escort you back to your room.”

“Sure, George.” Harry said with a nod as he stood up with Teddy in his arms and followed the Airman out of the room.

“Major, what were the results of the security check on Harry?” General Hammond requested.

“As per your orders Sir, I kept the background check in house and only completed by myself.” Sam answered as she passed out identical file folders to everyone at the table. In the file held information on Harry’s life in the muggle world and several photos taken throughout his childhood during school and such.

“Harry James Potter was born to James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans on July 31st 1980. On October 31st 1981 James and Lily Potter were murdered in their home shortly before a massive explosion destroyed it, the only survivor was Harry. The only relative Harry had was Petunia Dursley, Lily’s sister, and he was sent to live with them. The Dursleys, Petunia, her husband Vernon and son Dudley, seem to be an average middle income family from Little Whinging.”

Sam stopped for a moment, her faced pinched into a deep scowl. “When I phoned the Dursleys, Petunia Dursley answered. I told her that I was calling about Harry and before I could tell her who I was she told me that she ‘didn’t know where the little freak was and good ridden to him and the other freaks just like him’ and not to call again. I figured I might get a bit more information out of her if I told her who I was and when she heard I was military, her husband came on the line. He spent over twenty minutes telling me about how he was glad the armed forces were taking care of freaks like Harry. Mr. Dursley seemed to think that Harry and all his kind needed to be herded up and either imprisoned for life or killed for their unnatural behaviors.”

“He WHAT?!” Jack yelled in anger, clenching the folder in his hands tightly.

Jack’s protective nature kicked in and the others in the room could practically feel the anger rolling off of Jack in waves. Jack was very protective of child, and though Harry had grown up and gotten away from his relatives, it was clear that their treatment of him had been nothing less than abuse.

“He believed that magic was unnatural and evil and only ‘freaks’ like Harry used it. Mr. Dursley made reference to physically and verbally abusing Harry in efforts to curb what his called Harry’s ‘freakish nature.’” Sam stated with a heavy frown, her eyes filled with restrained anger. “I asked him a few more questions about the time Harry lived with them. He corroborated Harry’s story of his life, although in a very hateful way. Harry came to live with them after ‘his freak parents got their selves killed by another freak’ and Harry lived with them continuously until he was eleven. He attended a magical school nine months out of the year, only spending summers with the Dursleys. The last time they saw Harry was shortly after his seventh birthday.”

“I made a few more inquiries into Harry through local government channels and found records from the school he attended in Little Whinging as well as reports from local hospitals and social services. There were several claims of abuse and neglect against the Dursleys that went nowhere. Harry’s medical records show doctors noting bruises, sprains and broken bones that had gone untreated. It seems Harry rarely was taken for medical treatment, only in the direst circumstances. Two neighbors I spoke to said they had suspicions of the Dursleys mistreating Harry, but nothing was ever done about it. One said that she thought he wasn’t being fed enough, as he often looked malnourished and his growth stunted… I just don’t understand how he slipped through the cracks? Why did no one do anything?” Sam had a pained look on her face as a small tear slipped free.

“I can’t believe anyone would treat a child like that…” Daniel murmured quietly. “Harry brushed over his time with the Dursleys and the way he did it made me think there was something he was leaving out, but this?”

The room was quiet, everyone lost in thoughts of how bad Harry’s childhood had been.

“Thank you, Major. Was there anything else?” General Hammond asked softly after a few minutes.

“No, that was it Sir. Everything appears to be verifiable and his records clean. I don’t believe he would be a security risk.” Sam replied.

“Agreed.” The General stated.

“Sir, if you wouldn’t mind, I would love to speak with Harry more in-depth about his medical training. I know there is an issue of secrecy for him, but his input and skills might offer my staff and I a better way of treating those within the facility.” Janet said with and a muted eagerness about her.

“I believe Harry might be interested in that.” General Hammond agreed. “I am inclined to include him in the Stargate project and SGC itself. He has years of training and knowledge that might prove invaluable to the SGC.”

“Great idea, Sir.” Jack said with a grin. “I think he’ll get a kick out of the Stargate!”

General Hammond smiled and then picked up the phone and notified someone on the other end that they were ready for Harry to return. Within a few minutes Harry was back, Teddy in his arms.

“So how did it go?” Harry asked in interest.

“Your medical tests and security check came back clean, son. After speaking with my staff, I am going to grant you clearance for this facility.” General Hammond answered. “There are a few things that need to be addressed before I do that though.”

“Of course.” Harry returned with a nod.

“First, the issue with your name and whether or not you are in this country legally needs to be taken care of.”

Harry blushed and bit his lip in embarrassment. “I fudged a bit on those things when I set up my plans. I used magic to allow the process to work, but technically I am not a legal citizen no. As for my name, I did not change it in Britain, so I am still Harry Potter.”

“Before we can give you clearance we need to establish you as with a visa to be in this country and clarify you legal name. I believe Dr. Fraiser has a way to take care of the first…” General Hammond replied.

“Harry, I would love to sit down with you and find out more about your medical training as well as the medical practices you are familiar with. I think you might be an excellent addition to my staff. The issue with secrecy can be worked around as I wouldn’t be using you in everyday situations. I am interested in the potions that can be used, as well as the spells for health checks, healing wounds, difficult medical issues and the like.”

Janet leaned towards Harry, her eyes bright with excitement and Harry had a very similar look on his face.

“I think that would be great, I have wanted to learn more about muggle medicine for a while, but wasn’t able to. I would jump at the chance!” Harry said enthusiastically.

“Well, if you agree, when can get a visa for you to work for the SGC as a civilian contractor.” Hammond jumped in; he could see that if he didn’t the two would continue talking long into the night. “The only thing left is your legal name on the documents.”

“I would love to keep Potter as my name, but I think it would be safer to go with Evans. It would probably be safe enough for me to change my name in the muggle world to Evans, at least then it would make it legal.” Harry mused. “I could probably go and do that this afternoon.”

“Okay son, why don’t I have the documents prepared and we can meet when you return to have you sign them and then I can let you in on what exactly we do here at the SGC.”

“Perfect.” Harry said with a smile.

They all began making their way out of the briefing room and down the corridor.

“Anybody hungry?” Jack asked rubbing his stomach.

“You ate just a few hours ago…” Harry smiled as he spoke.

“Yeah, but I didn’t have that much, ‘sides, it’s been four hours since breakfast.” Jack replied, with a roll of his eyes. “I’m a growin’ boy; I have to keep you my energy!”

Harry chuckled and then nodded.

“I would not decline sustenance.” Teal’c replied.

“Sounds good, Sir.” Sam said as she silently questioned Daniel.

“I am a little hungry, haven’t eaten since six a.m.” Daniel answered.

Teddy, in Harry’s arms took his eyes off of the lock of Harry’s hair he was playing with and said “Pa’cakes?”

“Sorry luv, but I don’t think they’ll have pancakes anymore, but we’ll find you something good.” Harry laughed.

The group made their way to the commissary and after each finding something for lunch grabbed a table towards the back.

“Here let me hold him for a while, you eat.” Jack said as he plucked Teddy from Harry’s lap.

“’kay.” Harry answered as he tucked into his hamburger and fries.

“When will you be back from the U.K.?” Sam asked as she took a bite of her chef’s salad.

“Oh, I’ll just pop over there today and take care of it. Shouldn’t take more than a few hours there and back.” Harry said as he took another bite of his burger.

As he chewed his food, he realized it had gotten quiet at the table and he looked up to see four wide eyes looking back at him.

“Oh, I didn’t tell you about Apparition…” He mumbled with a blush. At their shaking heads he continued. “Okay, apparition is basically teleportation. I visualize where I need to go and I am there. It feels like your body is being pulled through a straw, but it gets you there. Oh and there is an accompanying crack when you apparate away and arrive somewhere.”

“Seriously?!” Jack said, his face taking on the look of a sixteen year old boy after being given the keys to his father’s Lamborghini.

“Yeah. We train and then have to pass a test to get a license to apparate. It can be dangerous if you don’t know what you’re doing. A lot of people get hurt by splinching themselves until they learn how to do it properly. The ones who are more familiar with it can also do Side-Along Apparition and take up to two people with them. ”

“I would be most interested in seeing this, HarryEvans.” Teal’c said stoically.

“Sure, I can show you guys later when I leave for Britain.” Harry said with a shrug.

“Can you apparate that far?” Sam questioned. “Is there a limit on the distance you can travel and if so the amount of people you take?”

“Most people can’t apparate more than about five or six hundred miles. More powerful wizard and witches can apparate as much as about eleven or twelve hundred. But, when I fought Voldemort, I gained a bit of his power when I killed him and am able to apparate as far as fifteen hundred miles away. I can get to the U.K. in about three jumps.”

“Oh, you so have to take me with you!” Jack said eagerly, his eyes twinkling with glee.

Laughing, Harry said, “Okay… Sam can you watch Teddy then?”

“I’d love to, Harry.”

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The trip over the pond was fairly uneventful… Jack had after the third apparition decided he hated it and would be fine if he never did it again. Apparating, for a wizard or witch, really was something you had to get used to even if you didn’t like it. Being able to travel great distances in a matter of seconds was far too convenient and most people just ignored the very uncomfortable feeling of apparating.

Once returning to the mountain, Harry and Jack met General Hammond back in the conference room and Harry was finally let in on the biggest secret in the muggle world.

“So you travel to other planets with the… what was it… stargate?” Harry asked his voice filled with wonder and his eyes wide. The last time that look had been on Harry’s face he had a nine foot tall half-giant by the name of Rubeus Hagrid knock down a heavy wooden door and officially introduce him to the wizarding world.

“Yep, cool ain’t it?” Jack said with a grin.

“Wow.” He said in awe as he nodded slowly. “I can’t even imagine all the things you’ve seen… meeting aliens races and learning about their cultures, space ships, snake parasites that take over a person’s mind and body, it’s surreal to think about.”

“We’ve met many alien cultures over the years, both allies and enemies and learned about things about the human civilizations that had been long forgotten. It is an amazing adventure, but it has also comes with responsibility as well.” General Hammond said in a serious voice. “We have come across an enemy that had dominated the galaxy for thousands of years and we were lucky to have been hidden for so long. The threat they pose it big and it is my duty to help find any advantage that will help us defeat the Goa’uld.”

“And what, you think I can help you?” Harry asked quietly. “I want to help; it would be the adventure of a lifetime really. But, I have just escaped from a life where I was asked to save people and it took nearly everything from me. Besides the fact that I can’t take the chance that I would be taken from Teddy, I’m all he has left.”

“Son, I know it is asking a lot, but you would not be in the front lines, in danger of dying. As Dr. Fraiser explained, I would like you to help in saving lives. With your knowledge and abilities our soldiers could heal faster and recover from wounds that might have taken their lives… little things like that could add up to better the odds. There is also the possibility of the scientist here learning more about your abilities and how they work. What they learn could help us fight this war.” The General explained. “I will not pressure you; I am not that kind of man. It will be your choice and if you choose not to join the SGC, I will not hold it against you. You have sacrificed so much already.”

“Thank you, George. I’ll think about it and make a decision by tomorrow morning.” He replied with a nod.

“That’s all I can ask.” General Hammond said with a smile. “Well, why don’t you go and see your son and think about it. I will wait for your answer.”

Standing to his feet, Harry followed Jack after he was dismissed and they headed towards Harry’s temporary quarters. They walked silently, Harry’s mind absorbed in what he had just heard. He hadn’t expected that… he really thought the SGC was just some closely guarded government program that was along the lines of MI-5 or something. He had pictured Jack as an America version of James Bond… well, one that was sarcastic, had a slight problem with authority figures, liked fishing in a pond with no fish with a six pack of beer and friends, was obsessed with hockey and played dumb like a pro.

However, what he got was so far removed from that imagine that he was dumbstruck. Aliens, parasites bent on dominating the galaxy, traveling through wormholes, space ships… and another war that could destroy his world. This time he wasn’t the only one who could save them all, but he was asked to be a part of the fight. He wouldn’t be out there risking his life on a daily basis, that was important, but it would still be dangerous at times. Teddy depended on him, could he risk it?

Reaching the room, Harry opened the door and smiled when he saw Teddy on his feet doing his best to mimic Sam dancing to the music in the back ground.

“Oh, look whose back…” Sam said to Teddy as she picked him up.

Teddy, seeing Harry, screamed “Dada.”

“Were you dancing with Sam, Teddy? Huh? I can see you’re gonna’ be a charmer when you grow up!”

Teddy giggled as Harry tickled him, wiggling around in Sam’s arms.

“Of course, he’s gonna’ be a heartbreaker, look at those chubby cheeks! He’ll have to beat ‘em off with a stick.” Jack pinched Teddy’s cheeks, the little boy laughing and playfully batting away the older man.

“So, what did you think of it all?” Sam asked after a minute or two of more tickling.

“It’s a lot to take in; I can’t believe it to be honest. It’s like something out of Doctor Who…” Harry replied with a laugh.

“Good show, always liked Peter Davidson best.” Jack put in.

“I feel the same way about your world… like it’s not quite real, even if I’ve seen proof of it.” Sam said after rolling her eyes at Jack. “So did the General let you watch the Stargate open a wormhole?”

“No, he said a team was scheduled to dial in soon, so he’s going to let me see it tomorrow.” Harry grinned. “I am kind of excited to see it though.”

“It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before… it’s hard to really describe it, you really have to see it to understand and believe it’s real.”

Sam stayed for another half an hour, talking about the Stargate program and then headed off to work on a Naquadah generator she’d been working on. Once she left Harry and Jack waited to talk about Harry joining the SGC until after Teddy went to bed for the night.

With Teddy sleeping soundly in his crib, Jack and Harry sat quietly and talked.

“What are you thinking?”

“I want to join, I think it would be interesting to work here and hear about all the things you guys found, who you met… but I am scared for Teddy. He depends on me and what if something happened? Being involved with this, even just working in the base is a bit risky. Everyone here could be a target from both aliens and those NID or other governments.” Harry murmured with a shrug. “I know what you are doing here is important and that even if it is a cliché, the fate of the world really does hang in the balance; it’s just that my decision will affect Teddy too.”

“There is a risk. Every parent here, hell every parent in any military branch has the same fear.” Jack breathed and then frowned. “We worry about not coming back, about putting them in danger; life’s a risk, yeah some more than others, but the work we’re doing is important. We’re making sure there is a world left for them to grow up in, a safe one for them to grow old in.”

Jack closed his eyes, his heart clenching in his chest. He had told himself the same thing every time he went on a mission, it had been for Charlie… it hadn’t matter in the end though; the threat that had taken his life had been caused by Jack, not from a terrorist or an alien. Nothing, but an unforgiveable mistake and a single gunshot echoing in his head had taken Charlie for him.

“Jack, do you have a-” Harry started as he turned to face Jack head on.

“Yeah, i… I did… shit!” Jack hissed. He knew that now that they were starting something, he would have to tell Harry. His son meant everything to him and his death had nearly killed him… But, now wasn’t the time; that was a talk for when he had a few shots of whiskey in him and the privacy to talk about something that ripped out his heart every time he talked about it. “I will tell you, but not here… I can’t do it on base, not here.”

Harry nodded silently; he could hear the pain in Jack’s voice and could guess what it meant. Jack would tell him when he was ready. “Okay.” Harry whispered.

Taking a few deep breaths, Jack started again. “What I was trying to say was that you’ll always have that fear, wondering if you’re doing the right thing, if he’s safe enough? The best thing you can do, the best thing I could’ve done, was to make the world safer… for him.”

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Disclaimer: See Prologue.
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Here is another chapter… sorry it took so long. Had it ready yesterday afternoon, but the shooting at Fort Hood was my priority… my brother just returned from Iraq 3 days ago and is stationed at Fort Hood… I freaked out for the six hours it took me to get a hold of him. He’s wasn’t there anywhere near when it happened, but he knew a few of the victims… so all my best wishes go out to the families of the victims!

On a lighter note, this is a nice and long chapter that ends in a lemon, so enjoy! And remember, reviews make writers VERY happy!!

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Chapter 5

The next morning rolled around and Harry had made his decision. He wanted to join the SGC. It had not come lightly, but in the end, the decision had been about him as much as Teddy.

When he had moved them across the Atlantic, Harry hadn’t really given any serious thought as to what he would do with his life. His main focus had been to keep them safe. He loved Teddy, but spending every hour of every day with Teddy as his only companion was something Harry knew would drive him batty eventually. He needed to stimulate his mind and feel a sense of accomplishment and he might as well use the knowledge he had gained while training for the war.

There was also the fact that Harry would be able to work in a place that was the center of alien cultures, cutting edge medical practices, technology… there would never be a dull day for him.

The only thing that had given him pause was Teddy and the danger it could pose for his son. Jack’s words had eased the worry mostly; there was danger in simply walking down the street. There was a little more in what he did, but again, he wouldn’t be on the teams that went off-world, he wouldn’t be in constant danger of losing his life. His place there could help win the war… he wasn’t so full of himself to believe he could be the deciding factor, at least not in another war, but every little bit helped. Helped to keep Earth safe for Teddy to grow up in a world where he wasn’t enslaved by parasitic ‘gods’.

The decision, once made, was a happy one; Harry knew it was the right choice.

“Son, I’m glad you decided to take up my offer, I think you will fit in nicely in the SGC.” General Hammond held out his hand with a smile and shook Harry’s. They had finished the paperwork and Harry now was officially a member of the SGC and listed as Assistant to the CMO of Stargate Command in the files. There was no mention of Harry being a wizard or of his abilities; it would be a close kept secret until Harry chose otherwise.

“Thank you; ah… what do I call you, now that you’re my boss?” Harry grinned.

“Why don’t we go with General Hammond while you are on duty, George when you are not?”

“Sounds good… so when do I get to see the Stargate dial out?” Harry asked excitedly.

General Hammond laughed and said, “SG-12 is scheduled to return anytime now…”

Ten minutes later, Harry stood in the control room and watched as the large ring moved as SG-12 dialed in. Seven symbols were locked in and with a loud whoosh, what looked like an explosion of water burst out of the Stargate and then settled back in a pool of shimmering light. The blue puddle like surface rippled and sway slightly, then after SG-12 crossed through into the gate room, it was gone in a instant like a wisp of steam.

“Wow…” Harry stared in awe of it, a large grin taking over his face.

Yeah he made the right choice.

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Pulling into Harry’s driveway, Jack parked his truck and got out. He opened the back to get Teddy out of his car seat as the little guy had fallen asleep on the way home from the base. When Jack lifted him out of the seat, Teddy woke up and on seeing Jack he gave him a sleepy smile and gave a feeble wave hello. “Jaak….” He sighed and then rested his head on Jack’s shoulder and quickly falling back to sleep.

With Teddy sleeping peacefully in his arms, Jack came around the truck and saw Harry pulling his and Teddy’s bags from the back. They walked quietly into the house and up the stairs to Teddy’s room. Pulling back the covers on Teddy’s crib, he smiled as Jack gently placed him onto the soft mattress below. Casting a quick mentoring spell, Harry and Jack left the room and headed into Harry’s bedroom.

Since they left the base Harry had last night’s conversation with Jack on his mind. He wanted to know what happened, as his son had obviously been a big part of Jack’s life, but he was hesitant to ask about it. From Jack’s words and the pain in his voice, Harry believed Jack’s son had died; just the thought of Jack going through something life that made his chest ache. He couldn’t imagine losing Teddy… even though Teddy wasn’t his biological son, he was in every way that mattered and he knew that losing him would rip a hole in Harry’s heart.

Unpacking his things, he kept himself busy and waited for Jack to talk.

“His name was Charlie…” Jack said quietly, his voice rough like he hadn’t used it in months. “He was eight years old when he died.”

Harry turned around and found Jack standing in front of the French doors looking out with a haunted look on his face. Without thinking about it, he walked up behind Jack and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head in the center of Jack’s shoulder blades. He tried to transfer as much love and support as he could in the embrace.

“He had always had a fascination with my gun, always asking questions… I stupidly thought that telling him not to touch it was enough.”

Harry gave a quiet gasp at the words and heard the guilt laced in every word that Jack spoke. Tears began to pool in his eyes and he gripped Jack’s t-shirt tightly in his clenched fists.

“I was tired after a long day and I forgot to put it in the gun safe and he found it.” Jack gulped in a breath of air, his throat tight. He felt like he was suffocating under the pressure caused by his guilt over Charlie’s death. “I hadn’t been home for very long, only about thirty minutes. Sarah and I were in the kitchen making dinner and I heard the gun go off-”

Jack’s voice broke on the last word as tears fell from his eyes, he heard the hallow echo of the gun firing in his head. He could hear Harry’s choked sobs from behind him and felt the tears he was crying soak through his shirt. “I felt like I was having a heart attack as I ran through the house, praying that it didn’t hit him, that he was okay… god, I’ve seen grown men tortured and killed in front of my eyes, seen people blown to bits in explosions, but seeing my child laying in a pool of his own blood, gasping for air… I died that day.” Stopping he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. “It was my fault, for being stupid and lazy, for not taking the thirty seconds to lock that gun up. I’ll live with that guilt for the rest of my life, knowing that I caused the death of my own child…”

They stood silently for a while, Harry giving comfort and Jack taking as much as he could get. He knew there wasn’t anything he could say to make it better and ease the pain. There wasn’t anything in the world that could make it go away no matter how much Harry wished he could do that for Jack. After about ten minutes, Jack turned around, cupped Harry’s face in his hands and leaned down and kissed him. It was a complicated kiss; one filled with sorrow and pain, but hope and promise as well. Harry could taste the salty wetness as their tears mingled in the kiss.

As the kiss ended, Harry pulled Jack away from the window and over to the bed. Turning down the bedding, he then pushed Jack down until he sat down on the bed. He removed Jack’s shoes and motioned for Jack to get under the covers as he slipped off his shoes as well. Crawling over Jack, Harry got under the covers. Leaning against Jack’s side Harry looked down into his soulful brown eyes and cupped Jack’s cheek.

“I love you, Jack.” Harry whispered.

“I love you too, Harry.”

Laying his head on Jack’s chest, Harry felt the tension in Jack’s body slowly ebb away. Jack wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him close and pressing his face into Harry’s neck, his tears wetting the skin of Harry’s neck.

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Over the next few weeks, Harry found a rhythm and a place in the SGC. Working with Dr. Fraiser was a dream come true for Harry. He was challenged daily as he learned muggle medical procedures and worked with Dr. Fraiser to help combine what he had learned as a Medi-Wizard.

There had been some issues in the beginning, such as where Teddy would be while Harry worked. It had taken Harry a few days, but he had found a glamour spell to mask Teddy’s changing appearance until he learned to control it. It would work no matter how much Teddy changed his appearance or if he used accidental magic, the only way to end the spell was if Harry did it himself. Once that was done, he enrolled Teddy in the day care center on the base. Teddy loved the day care center and had made a few “friends” with other burgeoning toddlers there.

After finding the spell, Harry had been very happy that he had the foresight to bring the magical library from Grimmauld Place with him, minus the dark magic tomes of course. The large library had over a thousand books and Harry had shrunk each book to fit it all. Harry had months before they left England, packed the library just in case they needed to leave quickly.

A few days after he had found the spell, Daniel and Sam had heard him speaking about his library and both had kissed him soundly and bouncing around in glee, asking to see the library. The two scientists had since spent countless hours holed up in his library, asking to borrow several on a daily basis.

Sam had spent the two weeks since with her head buried in any potions book available, determined to understand how potions were made and how the ingredients combined could do the amazing things they did. Harry had, with General Hammond and Dr. Fraiser’s permission, set aside scheduled time to teach Sam potions.

Harry had been known for the first five years at Hogwarts to be fairly horrible at potions. Snape had been less than helpful in teaching his childhood nemesis’ son how to correctly brew potions. During the summer between fifth and sixth year he had spent his days holed up in the potions lab in Grimmauld Place learning potions from the beginning with a tutor Dumbledore had found. As a Medi-Wizard, knowing how to properly brew potions was a necessity and he had made it his goal to prove to Snape that he wasn’t a bumbling fool when it came to potions. He would never be a potions master or anything close, but he was now able to brew most potions very well.

For Daniel, the library had offered a wealth of knowledge he had never even heard of. There were over a hundred books on the history of magic alone, its culture, noted witches and wizards, the earliest records of magic … he was in geek heaven or so Jack had said.

As for Harry and Jack’s relationship, they had decided to take things slow. Harry had been hesitant to start a physical relationship with the older man until they had gone on at least a few dates; Harry wasn’t that easy after all. Though with each passing day he was regretting that decision more and more and Jack was not helping Harry hold to that decision.

“Are you even watching the movie?” Harry laughed as he felt Jack’s hand ease its way under Harry’s t-shirt and rub the skin across his lower stomach.

The two were sitting in front of the couch, Jack’s back against it while Harry sat in the spot between his spread legs, his back against Jack’s t-shirt covered chest, head resting on the shoulder behind it. Teddy was sleeping peacefully up in his room, down for the night after a fun day at the zoo.

“Of course I am…” Jack whispered into Harry’s ear, his hot breath ghosting over the sensitive skin. “The guy’s friend is a soccer ball…”

Jack’s hand skimmed the edge of Harry’s jeans, his fingers edging slightly under the worn fabric. Harry sighed softly and flexed his hands around Jacks thighs. Laughing he said, “We’re an hour and a half into the movie and that’s the only description you have for me?”

“I’m a simple man…” Jack said sarcastically as nipped Harry’s earlobe.

Behind Harry, he could feel Jack’s hard length, pressing against his arse and he couldn’t resist wiggling his bum and smiled devilishly when Jack groaned. “That was mean, Harry, teasing me like that.”

“If anyone’s doing the teasing it’s you…”

“Yeah, but I’m willing to put out… your just a cock tease!” Jack whined playfully as one of his hands inched down closer to its prize. “Feel like making an old pervert happy?” He whispered in a low gravelly voice.

“Stop calling yourself a pervert… just because you’re a little older than me doesn’t mean you’re one!” Harry retorted as he halted Jack’s hand.

“I’m a twice your age, Harry.”

“So, are you only after me because of my nineteen year old body?” Harry snapped.

“Well, I do want to do dirty perverted things to it… but no; I want you for more than that and you know it.”

Harry moaned at Jack’s words. “Okay, so it’s settled, you’re not a pervert… well, not in that way anyways.” Jack laughed as Harry released his hand and then pushed it down slowly towards Harry’s cock. “So what kind of dirty perverted things do you want to do to my body exactly?”

Just then there was a familiar pop and they found themselves looking at Dobby, who held the hand of Arthur Weasley as he carried an unconscious Ginny in his arms.

“Mr. Weasley, what happened?” Harry shouted as he scrambled out of Jack’s arms and onto his feet.

“Scrimgeour had the Aurors come for us…” Arthur said as he laid Ginny down on the couch at Harry’s direction and stepped back.

Dobby stood hopping from one foot to the other in the background saying, “Mistress Wheezy gots hurted.” His face was filled with worry as Harry got to work.

Jack couldn’t help but stare at the odd creature in front of him, wondering what exactly it was…? It? He? It looked like a he to Jack. Shaking his head, he turned to look at the young woman who lay unconscious on Harry’s couch.

Harry knelt down as he whipped out his wand and did a health check on her. Ginny’s face was bloody and bruised; several cuts were open and bleeding along her body. “Do you know what spells she was hit with?”

“A cutting spell and she caught the edge of a reducto spell as well… it tossed her about twenty feet, she hit her head when she fell.” Arthur said raggedly as he took her hand in his. “Please Harry; I can’t lose her too…”

“I know Mr. Weasley…” Ginny had a mild concussion, bruising along her body, internal bleeding, two broken ribs and a couple of cuts. Casting a spell to close the cuts, Harry then cast a spell to close the wound on her kidney and to clean up the blood internally. “Dobby, can you go down to the basement and get a bottle of skelegro, a dreamless sleep potion, a couple blood replenishing potions and a couple pain potions? There all marked, so you shouldn’t have a problem.”

“Of course, Harry Potter Sir, I’s be right back.” Dobby nodded eagerly as he disappeared with a pop.

Harry cast a spell to monitor her concussion for any internal bleeding and then cast a ‘scourgify’ to clean the blood from Ginny’s body.

“Is she going to be alright?” Jack asked from behind Harry.

“Yes, I caught the internal bleeding before it got too bad, everything else isn’t life threatening… she’ll just need a little while to recover.” Harry replied with a small smile. Looking up at Mr. Weasley’s fearful look he placed his hand over the older man’s reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Weasley, she’ll be alright.”

Dobby popped back into the living room and handed Harry the potions. “I gets everything you asked fors, Harry Potter Sir!”

“Thank you, Dobby.” Harry cast an ‘enervate’ to wake Ginny.

Ginny woke with a groan and looked around wildly, her breath coming out in heavy pants as she looked around in fear.

“It’s alright, Gin. You’re safe.” Harry said softly as he ran a comforting hand down her ginger locks.

“Harry? Where are we?”

“You’re in the States, in my home.” He said as he took the stopper off of the blood replenisher potion. “Here I need you to take this, you lost quite a bit of blood.”

He held the vial to her lips and she drank it without question. In procession he then gave her the pain potion, skelegro and then a dreamless sleep potion for her to rest without interruption. Ginny gave a sleepy smile and said, “Miss’d yu Harree…” as she drifted off to sleep. To finish, Harry cast a medical monitoring spell so he would be notified if Ginny got worse.

“Dobby, can your levitate Ginny up to one of the guest rooms and watch over her? If there are any problems come and get me.”

“Dobby is happy to do it for The Great Harry Potter Sir.” Dobby said eagerly as he levitated Ginny and guided her up the stairs.

“The Great Harry Potter?” Jack asked with a grin, to this Harry rolled his eyes.

“I’ll tell you later.” Harry said as he walked to the man who he had considered a second father for a very long time. “Do you have any wounds Mr. Weasley?”

“Just some bruises and a few shallow cuts, nothing serious, Harry.”

Casting a health check spell, the results said the same thing and then Harry cast a quick spell to close the wounds. When he finished he stood up and said, “Mr. Weasley, this is Colonel Jack O’Neill, my ah…”

“…Boyfriend?” Jack put in as he raised an eyebrow in question, a grin developing on his face.

“Yeah, boyfriend.” Harry chuckled. “Jack this is Arthur Weasley… he and the Weasleys were my lifeline through the war, Ron was one of his sons.”

“Very nice to meet you, Jack.” Arthur said as he shook Jack’s hand.

“You too, Arthur. Why don’t you take a seat, you must be tired.” Jack said as he went to the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey and three glasses. He handed the glasses to the Harry and Arthur and then poured them each a nice sized portion. He took a seat on the couch as the Weasley Patriarch sat in one of the large overstuffed chairs.

“So what exactly happened?” Harry sat next to Jack and smiled when Jack wrapped an arm around Harry’s shoulders. Laying his head on Jack’s shoulder, Harry looked at the elder wizard as he replied.

“Since you left the Ministry has continued to restrict the rights of anyone who is not a pureblood witch or wizard. At first it was just the magical creatures and part human witches and wizards, now they are moving onto people who come from the muggle world.” Arthur Weasley swallowed a gulp of the bitter burning liquid courage and then continued. “There is a resistance movement, one that is growing in numbers as more and more groups of people are being subjugated. Scrimgeour thinks you are behind it… the group took their cue from the DA and began calling themselves Potter’s Army.”

“Merlin, why don’t those people ever leave me out of it?!” Harry grumbled into his tumbler.

Mr. Weasley laughed. “Your letter in the Daily Prophet when you left was a wakeup call for at least some in our world and they began fighting back. Ginny has been a major influence in that effort. The Minister has been hinting for a while now that he believed Ginny and I were hiding you and Teddy. Tonight he finally got the Wizengamot to approve a raid of The Burrow… they came in shooting spells without any word, deadly spells. Ginny and I were nearly hit by at least three killing curses… Just before Dobby apparated us, I saw The Burrow go up in flames.”

Mr. Weasley had a pained look on his face and Harry could understand. The Burrow had been a haven for Harry from the summer before second year and on. He could perfectly picture it’s oddly stacked floor levels on top of the others, the meadow and pond behind the house. Summers spent playing quidditch with the Weasleys… the knowledge that he would never see it again caused a pained ache in his heart.

Since the end of the war it hadn’t really been the same. The loss of Mrs. Weasley constantly puttering around the house, smells of baking wafting up from the kitchen… at least then he could see a certain part in the house and remember the memories clearly. Now it was gone and it proved the point more than ever that things would never be the same.

Grimacing Harry knocked back the last of the firewhiskey in his glass and poured himself some more. “I’m sorry Mr. Weasley; I know how much The Burrow meant to you…”

Mr. Weasley nodded silently and took a gulp of his firewhiskey.

“I can’t believe they would come after you though… Weasleys are pureblood; can’t they even follow their own warped rules?”

“Anyone who opposes restricted rights of magical creatures and muggleborns is a target now… there now are more people who believe that the Ministry is going too far and have been vocal about it. However, many of the pureblooded families have high places in the Ministry and Wizengamot and are in favor of what Scrimgeour is doing.” He said as he accepted a refill from Jack who had taken the bottle from Harry.

“Was everyone on the Wizengamot in favor of the raid?” Harry asked.

“No, I think a fair amount of them are against such strong action, but are either too powerless or unwilling to do anything about it. The only one who is actively going against Scrimgeour is Amelia Bones… she is discreetly trying to get a vote of no confidence against the Minister. If she gets it I think the tide will have turned for us. She is more than competent to take the place of Scrimgeour.”

Nodding his head, Harry said, “Always liked her…”

It was quiet for a while as they sat in a companionable silence.

“Well, I think I go check on Ginny and then head off to bed.” Mr. Weasley said with a groan as he stood up.

“Sure, let me show you your room…” Harry stated as he got to his feet. “Jack I’ll be back down in a few minutes.”

Jack nodded and gave Harry a smile as he walked away. His mind was filled with what Arthur Weasley had said. For the last few weeks since he had found out about where Harry came from, Jack hadn’t given too much thought to the threat of the magical world against Harry… the old “outta’ sight, outta’ mind” saying proved true. Now, with the arrival of Harry’s remaining family, he couldn’t really ignore it anymore.

Harry’s world was so different from Jack’s that he worried if the time came for him to help protect Harry and Teddy that he wouldn’t be much of a help against people who could send frightening spells like the ‘killing curse’ with a flick of their wrist. Would his weapons and experience be like throw sticks at Harry’s enemies? He loved Harry and Teddy beyond reason and the thought of not being able to protect them scared him to death.

“He’s sitting by her bed just staring at her…” Harry murmured as he came into the room. “He’s terrified of losing her too… after the war he walked around in a stupor for weeks. He lost his wife and all six of his other children. It took Ginny crawling into his lap and crying that she couldn’t lose him too for him to snap out of it. If he lost Ginny… I don’t think he would recover…”

Harry sat down in Jack’s lap and laid his head on Jack’s chest. Wrapping his arms around Harry, Jack nuzzled into the black locks in front of him and breathed in Harry’s scent. “They got away and that’s what matters for now… their half way around the world, so that’s gotta’ be something.”

“Yeah, it helps…” Harry said softly. “I also put the same spell on them as I did to Teddy and me, that masks their magical signature. So the Ministry won’t be able to track them that way at least.”

After a while Harry stood up and pulled Jack up with him, heading up the stairs to his bedroom. Once they entered the room and Harry closed the door, Jack gave him a questioning look.

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“Harry?”

“Mmmm?” Harry asked with a smile on his face as he pulled Jack’s shirt out of his jeans and began unbuttoning it.

“What cha’ doin?”

“I thought it was obvious, but…” Harry lifted up on the tip of his toes, wrapping his arms around Jack’s neck and said, “Well, we’re going to get undressed and then we’re going to get in that bed and make love.”

“Oh… okay.”

Jack grinned at Harry and then quickly removed his shirt while he toed off his shoes, slipped his jeans and boxers down his legs and then leered at Harry.

Standing there for a moment, Harry stared at his soon-to-be lover and salivated. Jack’s body was a work of art. Toned and corded with muscles, the skin was tanned. He had a thin spattering of hair on his chest that trailed down to his cock. His long legs were sprinkled with dark hair and even his large bare feet were appealing.

Harry gave Jack a coy look, slowly pulling off his t-shirt over his head and having been shoeless before they came upstairs, slipped of his jeans and boxers as well. Harry stood naked in front of Jack and smiled.

Jack gave a growl as he backed Harry towards the bed. Grinning as Harry fell onto the bed Jack lay down on top of him between his spread legs and groaned as their groins came into contact for the first time. “Lube? Condoms?”

“I can take care of both with my wand.”

“Well how d’ya figure that?” Jack asked with a smirk.

“Lubrication spell and a health check spell… I looked them up in an odd little book in my library called ‘A Gay Wizard’s Guide to Sex’. I have no idea whose it was… Mmm, actually it was probably Sirius’.” Harry made a face and laughed. He then did a quick health check spell on Jack and at the all clear he smiled up at Jack. Harry was about to lay his wand down on the bedside table and then at the last minute remembered to cast a one way silencing spell so they wouldn’t wake Teddy. Putting the wand down, he leaned up and kissed Jack.

Jack pulled back slowly and stared at Harry for a minute with an odd expression on his face. He then asked quietly, “Harry, are you a virgin?”

Biting his bottom lip nervously, Harry nodded. “There were a few hand jobs and blowjobs, but that’s it… didn’t find anyone I loved enough to let them stick their cock up my ass… it’s too intimate for just anyone.”

“And you chose me as your first?”

“Well yeah, you’re not just anyone Jack.” Harry replied quietly.

“God damn, you’re perfect!” Jack growled as he leaned down to thrust his tongue into Harry’s mouth. He groaned as their tongues twisted and flicked against each other. Putting his hands around the underside of Harry’s thighs he wrapped the muscled legs around his waist. Slipping his hands under Harry’s ass, he angled Harry’s hips upwards and slowly thrust down against him.

“Uhhh… Jack…” Harry whispered as he nipped Jack’s jaw and throat, tracing the strong jaw line with his tongue.

Slowly Jack began licking and sucking his way down Harry’s body. He stopped and paid special attention to each nipple, nibbling and sucking them until the hard bruised nubs glistened in the light. He licked Harry’s defined chest, tracing it down to the tiny navel below and gave a few shallow thrusts of his tongue into it. He smiled when he heard Harry sigh at the movement and continued on down to his prize. Kissing the tender skin just above Harry’s cock, he then licked a path up the hard erection and back down the other side. Opening his mouth a little wider, Jack took the head into his mouth and sucked it hard.

“Oh Merlin!” The yell was followed by Harry shoving his hands into Jack’s hair and thrusting up into his mouth, trying to get more of his cock into the warm heat of Jack’s mouth. “Ummm… please, Jack…”

Chuckling Jack pulled off of Harry, shook his head and said, “My mouth, my blowjob…”

“Wanker.” Harry pouted.

“I’ll get ya there, Harry. Don’t worry.” Jack leaned down and wrapping his hand around the base of Harry’s cock and began slowly swallowing the length, twisting his hand as he went down.

Harry groaned, feeling the wet heat of Jack’s mouth around him. He rose up on his forearms and watched as Jack bobbed his head up and down on Harry’s cock, taking more of it with each bob of his head. Carding his hands through Jack’s hair, Harry mewed in pleasure at the sight. Soon he felt himself hit the back of Jack’s throat and gave a loud groan as his entire cock was swallowed by him.

Jack sucked and swiveled his tongue against the cock in his mouth, moaning around the hard length. Pulling off of it, he lifted his head. “So how does that lube thingy work?”

Picking up his wand, Harry motioned for Jack to give him his hand. “Lubricus.” He said as he tapped his wand onto Jack’s fingers, covering them in a clear slick substance. Flopping back onto the bed, he waited for Jack to put those fingers to good use.

“Handy.” Jack grinned at Harry and then brought his hand down to the small hole in front of him, circling it with his pointer finger and then slowly he pushed it inside.

Harry hissed at the feeling of Jack’s finger sliding into him, the slight burn and the feeling of having something inside of him was odd, but not unwelcome.

Jack stopped at the second knuckle. “Alright?”

“Yeah… keep going.” Harry nodded his head and moaned as the finger slid all the way inside him.

Pulling back out, Jack thrust the finger back in, this time angling his finger to find Harry’s prostate. Smiling at the groaned it elicited when he found it, he began picking up speed, pushing in and out of Harry. Soon he pulled the finger out, added a second and pushed in again. Jack scissored his fingers, stretching Harry open.

“Ahhh…” Harry cried as he felt Jack add another finger. He wanted more of Jack, wanted to feel himself split open and impaled on Jack’s cock. He loved the feeling of Jack’s fingers fucking in and out of his body, but needed Jack’s cock in him. “More Jack!”Harry demanded, thrusting his hips down onto the fingers inside him.

Laughing, Jack pulled the fingers out and then pushed three back in. “You’re gonna’ be a pushy bottom, aren’t you?”

Harry lost in the bliss of Jack’s fingers inside of him, groaned in response as Jack grazed his prostate. A few minutes later, the fingers were pulled out of him and he leaned up to see Jack motion for him to do the lubrication spell again. “Lubricus.” He said after grabbing his wand and then watched Jack coat his cock in the lube. He quickly set down his wand away from them, not wanting to break it while they were moving around on the bed.

Once Jack had slicked his cock up, he laid on the bed beside Harry and said, “’kay, baby. I want you to get on top of me and ride my cock… you’ll be able to control how much you take and how fast this goes.”

Harry nodded; biting he lip he straddled Jack’s hips and positioned himself over Jack’s cock. He felt Jack grip his thighs slightly and he smiled down at his lover. Grabbing Jack’s cock, he brought it to his entrance and slowly pushed down onto it. He grimaced as the head pushed past his sphincter. “Ugghh..” Stopping for a moment to adjust, he moved his hands and placed them on Jack’s chest.

Jack groaned as he felt the head of his cock enter Harry and had to restrain himself from thrusting up into Harry’s body. He rubbed Harry’s thighs and watched the beautiful man on top of him. Harry was perfect. Pale smooth skin, lightly muscled body, a nice cut cock… His raven black hair was damp from sweat and plastered around his face. A blush of excitement stained Harry chiseled cheeks and his emerald green eyes sparkled down at Jack.

When Harry felt his body begin to relax, he began pushing down more onto Jack, moaning at the burn and the pain/pleasure it caused as Jack’s cock brushed by Harry’s prostate. Finally, Harry felt his arse resting on Jack’s balls and the entire length of his cock inside him. “Oh gods… Jack…” Harry sighed and he closed his eyes, Jack’s cock made him feel full. Complete.

“I’m here, baby.” Jack murmured as he wrapped a hand around Harry’s cock and began to pull on the warm flesh.

“Ahhh!” Harry shouted, his eyes flying open at the feel of Jack’s hand surrounding him. Using his legs, Harry slowly lifted himself up, sliding off of the cock inside him until only the head remained and he then thrust back down onto it.

They both groaned in pleasure. Jack increased his movements on Harry’s cock as Harry began bouncing up and down on his cock, mewing in pleasure. He smiled as Harry leaned down and nipped Jack’s bottom lip, lapping his tongue against it and taking away the sting.

“Harry… ughh… feels so good inside you!”

Using Jack’s chest as leverage, Harry began slamming down on Jack, crying out at the friction it caused. Jack’s hand on his cock twisted and rubbed against his skin, gripping him tightly. Soon Harry could feel his body begin to reach its peak and screamed as his cock erupted, covering Jack’s hand and stomach with his cum.

Jack groaned at the tight pressure that surrounded him as Harry came, but closed his eyes and held himself from following his lover into oblivion. He continued pulling Harry’s cock until it began to soften as Harry’s body stayed in the blissful state of post orgasm. Leaning up and cupping Harry’s ass with his hands, he flipped them and was soon pounding into Harry’s body from above.

Harry wrapped his legs around Jack’s waist and linked his hands behind Jack’s neck. Jack leaned down and took Harry’s mouth in a rough kiss, their tongues sliding back and forth, mimicking Jack’s thrusts into Harry.

“God, yessss!” Jack yelled as he felt his balls tighten up and flooded Harry’s ass with his cum, coating the walls with his seed. Jack bit down on the corded muscle between Harry’s neck and shoulder as he came.

Harry groaned as Jack bit him, rubbing his hands up and down Jack’s back as he was filled with Jack’s cum, loving the warm sensation that it caused.

Jack’s body gave out as his strength left him after the orgasm, lying down on Harry’s chest. He nuzzled Harry’s neck and kissed the skin lightly as he felt his cock slowly slide out of Harry’s body. “Wow.”

“That was perfect Jack…” Harry said softly into Jack’s ear, his warm breath ghosting over the skin. “I’m glad I waited.”

“So am I Harry.” Jack replied as he kissed the bite mark he had given Harry. “Sorry about that.”

“I liked it… it felt good, besides, I kinda like having your mark on me.”

Lifting up slightly, Jack looked into Harry’s eyes and grinned. “Looks pretty good on you actually…” He rubbed his thumb over the mark and licked his lips. “I might have to do it every couple a days, you know, to keep it fresh.”

Harry laughed and ran his fingers down Jack’s cheek, his thumb stopping to graze Jack’s bottom lip. “Sounds good.”

Jack started to move off of Harry, not wanting to crush him, but was stopped by Harry wrapping his arms around Jack’s neck again. “Don’t move… I like the feeling of your weight on me.”

“I’m too heavy, Harry.”

“No you’re not; it’s just perfect, besides half of your weight is resting on the bed between my legs anyway.”

Jack rolled his eyes and nuzzled back into the curve of Harry’s neck. He took one of Harry’s smaller hands in his and threaded their fingers together with a smile on his face. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Jack.”

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The new version of V is designed to be a reboot, but tacking on the conventions of our current TV landscape calls attention to the familiarity of the concept. Of course a little of this is part-and-parcel of being a remake, and thus unavoidable, however, everything that is being ladled on top is also all too familiar. V feels like we’ve seen it all before because we have seen it all before. Literally.

This time around, the idea is, when 21st-century aliens invade, they will not come as warriors, but rather as marketing agents. They will invade via advertising, with pamphlets, white teeth, long legs and tight butts. And a subtle message of inclusiveness and the common good. Heck, the Visitors were even offering “universal health care” — red meat for TV talking head Chad Decker (Scott Wolf), if only he hadn’t compromised his morals in exchange for ratings. Blast!

 

It was clever to cast Morena Baccarin (ex-Inara, FIREFLY/Serenity) as Anna, the beautiful public face of the Visitors; Baccarin also played Adria, the beautiful public face of the invading Ori cult on STARGATE SG-1. And, well, the Visitors are practically setting themselves up as a cult, to the point of recruiting confused young people. Getting Laura Vandervoort, whose big break came playing the alien Supergirl…er, Kara on SMALLVILLE, for Lisa was another sly casting move, as was bringing aboard Joel Gretsch (as Father Jack), who knows a thing or two about alien abduction after starring on THE 4400. Oh, Alan Tudyk used to play Wash alongside Baccarin on FIREFLY. Gee, one begins to understand why everything feels familiar, even without seeing ALIEN NATION before or District 9 this summer.

Of course, that could be due to the clichés in the plotline: Morris Chestnut played a man with a mysterious past that comes back to haunt him just as he’s about to propose. And the FBI office investigating the case has a mole tipping off the bad guys, so our heroine — played by Elizabeth Mitchell, who has loads of science-fiction cred herself, thanks to her much-admired run as LOST’s Juliet — has to act as a lone wolf. That is, when she isn’t playing heroic single mom to surly teen Tyler, who has the requisite doofus best friend and a thing for comely newcomer Lisa. Zzzz… 

 

It will be interesting to see if the “resistance fighters” of the original production are treated like “terrorists” in the reimagining. Mitchell’s FBI agent was tracking a terrorist cell that turned out to be manned by V sleepers. Add terror to the idea that the aliens have been hiding among us for years using cloned human skin as masks, and the Cold War-era “They could be anywhere, they could be anyone”vibe might get a modern spin.

 

Chad was told, “Compromising one’s principles for the greater good is not a shameful act. It is a noble one.” So if you want to watch V as currently constituted, then that’s fine. It’s diverting enough. But don’t delude yourself into thinking it’s for the greater good; it’s actually more of a lowest common denominator. 

 

Contrast all this with STARGATE UNIVERSE, which takes some familiar ideas (It’s basically STARGATE crossed with STAR TREK: VOYAGER and a dash of LOST IN SPACE) and mashes them up into something greater than the sum of its parts. All SGU did was add a bunch of interesting character conflict, and really think about its premise; what’s really powerful and interesting about it? Then the-powers-that-be wrote good stories around those characters and ideas. Simple, right?

 

Simple as A-B-C. But can ABC pull it off with V?