47 Elf Power!
Well, telling someone not to think about it will make them just do that very thing, it has been a while for Dobby it seems, I got a stiffy thinking about shagging Winky, I felt her grip tightening...
"Well, I am glad that I am not the only one in a fucking pillowcase." I said, "Lose the grip, Hun, believe me, I am not exactly in the mood to shag Winky. Are the others here too? Luna? Daphne? Second Hermione?"
I better get her attention away from my junk, Merlin knows what she can do by snapping her fingers, and I am quite attached to it, however small or stiff it is at the moment.
Winky shook her head, "I don't know, I just got free by capturing a handkerchief from Senior, what about you?"
I pointed with my thumb to Harry and said: "Just bonded with Harry, who are you going to bond with? Harry or Hermione?"
Harry was watching us, we silenced our conversation, but Winky's hands around my neck said enough, she must be another one he was no doubt trying to save.
Winky lifted the silencing spell and faced Harry, "Dobby be telling your Hermy be needing an elf, where can Winky be finding your Hermy?"
Harry answered: "They took all petrified students to St Mungo's, but I don't know if Hermione wants an Elf."
I gasped: "No! Its can't be! Mistress Hermy be a nice Mistress! She not be wanting Winky to die!"
Harry paled: "Dobby? Is Winky a free elf too?"
I nodded sadly: "Not all Masters be good, Master Harry, Dobby saw that his Hermy is a good Mistress, and will treat Winky good."
I'll talk to her," promised Harry, "The moment she is back from St Mungo's."
I looked at Winky and… hey? I can project my thoughts into her mind? I wanted to tell her to guard Hermione, and it went through without a word. Winky popped out.
I said: "Winky is visiting St Mungo's to look after Mistress Hermy."
"Master Harry Potter Sir, Dobby needs to visits Gringotts for yous," I said, "Dobby needs to tell them yous never got letters from them, they be mad about it, can Dobby arrange everything for Master Harry Sir?"
Harry was surprised: "They send letters to me? I never got any!"
I nodded: "All the Heirs of Noble Families gots letters when they go to Hoggywarts."
Harry said: "Go then, Dobby, and try to find out who got my letters."
Xxxxx
OK, now I have permission to handle EVERYTHING! Being sneaky pays off! I took the trunk with evidence and popped to Gringots, at the Elf counter, wizards don't like it when elves are in front of the line, so we get a separate counter. "Dobby, Potter House elf be wanting to speak to Potter Account Manager."
In his office, Golddigger looked at me, "I did not know Potter had any elves left, who are you?"
"Dobby just bonded today with Master Harry Potter Sir," I answered, "Old Master was Malfoy. Dobby is here to report bad things to Gringotts."
Golddigger frowned, "Bad for Potter or bad for Gringotts?"
"Bothts be bad." I said, "Master Harry Potter Sir never got any letter from Gringotts, old Whiskers took them, Dobby has a tiara for Curse breakers to see, this be very important."
Golddigger gave some orders, and a few minutes later two old Goblins came in. I made a show of opening my trunk and searching for the tiara, pulling the snake skins outside to make some room. With an aha, got it! I took the tiara and put the snake skins back in the trunk.
The old curse breakers could not control themselves, one of them asked: "Elf, where did you get those skins from?"
"They be from Master Harry Potter sir, they be Basilisk skins, Dobby needs to find buyers for them." I explained, "But yous better looks at this." I urged them on and pointed to the tiara.
Absentminded, an old Goblin took the tiara in his hands and froze up he turned to me and barked: "Why in Niffler's name did you let me hold an empty Horcrux container? Are you tired of living?"
I shrugged: "Dobby said looks at it, not touch. Yous be Curse Breakers, yous think I want yous to wear the Tiara? Dobby be showing this to tell yous that Bad Mistress Belly has one in her vault. She be telling bad old Master that filthy animals did not notice her putting it in the vault"
I took the diary out and showed them: "Bad old Master had this one, he been giving it to Weasley girl, bad Diary set big Basilisk lose on students, Master Harry Sir killes big Basilisk. Dobby be selling snakey too."
Golddigger said: "I am calling Grandfather, this is too much for me."
Now we are getting somewhere, with Blooddagger present, he has the sway to call the big shots in.
Xxxxx
Ten minutes later, Blooddagger came in, Golddigger filled him in: "This is the new Potter elf, he brought two empty Horcrux containers and claimed that Bellatrix has one more in her vault. He also claims that his Master, Harry Potter, killed a Basilisk at Hogwarts, he showed a few shedded skins to prove there was one. He plans to sell them, skins and carcass."
I added: "Master Harry Potter sir has a Horcrux in his scar too. Bad whiskers be knowing that and did not helps. He be letting Master Harry Potter Sir live with evil Aunty, they be beating and starving Master Harry Potter sir."
Blooddagger cursed: "Elf, bring him here as fast as possible. Sharpeye, prepare the ritual room."
I popped out and went to Harry. I took him apart and told him: "Master Harry sir, Blooddagger said to bring Master Harry Sir to Gringotts now."
Harry protested: "I can't leave Hogwarts, Dobby! If they catch me they kick me out of school!"
"Master Harry Potter Sir, even when yous be flying naked over London on a Dragon, yous be fine. Yous be the Boy Who Lives," I explained, "Yous be important for Wizards, bad old whiskers be jealous and put yous with evil Aunt. Trust Dobby, Master Harry Potter Sir!"
Meh, I grabbed him and popped onto the steps of Gringotts, to the guard I said: "Master Harry Potter Sir has an appointment with the Curse breaker."
"This way, we were expecting you." said the guard and led us in
Dazed, Harry followed me, I felt his anxiousness and tried to ease his mind: "Trust us, Master Harry Sir, Golddigger and Blooddagger be needing you healthy, if you be dead, they be without a job. They be needing you rich and powerfulles, so they bees rich and important in Gringotts too."
The guard heard me say it and commented: "Listen to the elf, boy. He speaks the truth, only foolish Account Managers are working against their charges, just like this Elf has the best interest in mind for you, if you are poor you could sell your elf to survive."
Harry nodded: "Thank you, sir, and thank you Dobby, I feel better now."
Xxxxx
The ritual chamber was packed, I presented Harry to Golddigger, "Master Harry Sir, this be Golddigger, he be your Account Manager, this be Blooddagger, he be the Grandpa from Golddigger. The be take care of yous from now on."
Blooddagger nodded: "You have a fine elf there, Young Harry, Let us first examine you and see if there are health problems that need fixing, this is Granny, our best."
Granny grumbled: "Flattering me will not reduce my rating, boy, let's see what we have here… … RAGNAR! This boy is a disaster! Get that Bones woman in here! NOW! Boy did a herd of Centaurs galloped over you? Why in Niffler's name do you have Basilisk Venom and Phoenix tears in your body? Why in Niffler's name didn't someone get rid of that false Horcrux?"
I butted in: "Master Harry Sir can show it with a Memory."
The following hour was illuminating, Bones was just in time to see the show, I whispered at Harry to include Flophart in the memory. The memory played above the Pensieve, Gill spilling the beans on how he got his stories until Harry stabbed the Diary.
I called out: "Master Harry has some more!" I whispered, "The one at the mirror, Master, from where Mistress Hermy solved the riddle."
That was a big hit, Tommy sticking on the back of Quirrell's head was going to be a bestseller.
"Master Harry, Show them big spiders. That be important too." I guided harry
When the Memory was done, Bones was cursing like a construction worker who hammered his thumb. "What bloody idiot is keeping an acromantula colony next to a school? Are they crazy? How did they keep this a secret for so long?"
I whispered to Harry, "Master yous needs to be brave, a memory from long ago when evil Aunt hit yous with a Frying pan. If they sees this, yous never have to go back there. Dobby promises."
Harry swallowed, and the next twenty minutes showed the home life of the Boy Who Got Beaten.
Bones was raging mad now: "I will get to the bottom of this. Moody! Stuff Veritaserum into Dumbledore and milk out every crime he committed in his life! Even when he stole candy as a baby! Account Manager of House Potter, I demand a complete audit of the Potter accounts from the moment his parents died!"
Blooddagger commented: "Dumbledore blocked the Will, and usurped the Magical guardianship from Lord Sirius Black, because of that he limited our movements to the bare minimum."
Bones was still snapping at everyone, suddenly she saw me, "You! The Elf! Come here, they say you are going to sell that Basilisk can you get into that Chamber?"
"Dobby can, Master Harry can, it is closed for others," I answered.
Bones turned to Harry: "Tomorrow we will visit that Chamber, Heir Potter." looking at the Goblins she said: "For now, Account Manager of the Potter account, healers, I, as Regent Bones and Minister of the DMLE, am taking Magical Guardianship over Heir Potter, and ask that you correct all flaws that you can find on his body and mind, the costs of these procedures can be taken from Dumbledore's vault."
Xxxxx
Two hours later, Harry was exhausted, and put in a bed to recuperate. Then I remembered something if they were going to arrest the Dursleys…
Crap, I need to do something fast, "I'll be right back, Master."
I forgot I put the loot from Malfoy's hideouts in Petunia's attic. A few pops later and it was safely stashed at the Chamber… crap, they are going to visit the Snake… the RoR! No, the other Elves could get curious about what I stashed away… Ah! I got it! I be asking Winky what to do.
I popped behind Winky and gave her a hug, "Who be the sexiest Elf on the planet? Dobby needs Winky's pretty brain."
Winky asked softly: "Did you just feel up my boobs? What is that poking at my ass? And why are you talking like a bloody House Elf?"
Meh, she didn't slap me, so I keep fondling her tits, "Language, Winky! And so you know, Dobby had a major crush on Winky, feeling her boobs was a long-kept dream. You don't want to know what is poking you. And I have to keep talking like that or I slip up. I need your advice, Hun, I looted Malfoy's hideouts clean, and have two full trunks from Dumbledore's office, but where do I hide the stash?"
Winky sighed, "Give it to me, I'll put it in Hermione's parent's basement there are a lot of boxes."
I snuggled closer and kissed her ear and neck, I whispered: "You be my Winky, Dobby like-like Winky a lot."
Winky whispered back: "Dobby be singing soprano if Dobby does not move his hands away."
With a last squish, I pulled back. I put the trunks next to Winky and before I popped out I softly said: "Lots of Babies!" and I popped away before she could snap her fingers.
Harry was sleeping, how did I know that? A proper House elf knows all about his Master. To keep busy, I was curious that the Lestranges have the same hideouts as the ones from the previous Layer… Yep, they have, and now it's mine. That's another set of trunks, filled with goodies. It is not exactly like Robin Hood, I steal from the rich to make my Master Harry Potter Sir richer… it is a House Elf thing.
Xxxxx
The Wizarding world was in turmoil! News of Dumbledore's arrest and the reason for the arrest shook the nation.
The Daily Beguiler screamed bloody murder
A third Dark Lord comes out of the shadows!
Dear Readers,
Yesterday, an angry Master Auror Alastor Moody, a decorated War Veteran, came into our office. With him were a set of Memory vials, (What Memory vials are is on Page3)
Without a word, he pointed to the first vial, curious, we took our company Pensieve, (more on Pensieves on page 3), and watched the Memory.
Dear readers, what we saw was heartbreaking! I little boy, four or five years old was forced to cook breakfast! Not the breakfast from the continent, a few slices of bread and some topping, no, a full English breakfast, bacon and eggs, fried tomatoes, sausages, beans!
When the boy was almost done and the food was on the plates, the boy dropped accidentally the frying pan, what followed horrified us, the woman, the boy's Aunt, took that frying pan and hit the boy on the head with it! Repeatedly she called the boy a freak and other insults!
The worst part is yet to come, dear readers, that little boy was our Harry Potter! The Boy Who Lived, the Boy Who freed us from the Dark Lord, was abused from the day he disappeared from our world.
Master Auror Moody told us: "Albus Dumbledore put Heir Potter with his Maternal Aunt, going knowingly against Lord Potter's wishes as it was stated in his Will. A Will Dumbledore sealed. We investigated the home of the Aunt and what we found was troubling."
Dear readers, Auror Moody got emotional when he summed up all they found at that house.
An illegal Blood ward, linked to the boy, feeding on his Magic Core.
A dozen monitor charms, also linked to his blood.
Then it got sinister, there was a ward stone that made everyone distrust and even hate our Harry Potter! The closer you were to that stone, the more intense you were hating him!
Auror Moody said: "Even I began to get angry at the boy for giving me so much work. I am surprised his family didn't kill the boy by being exposed every day to that spell. We went there with the full intent to punish them to the maximum of our law. Now? I have to admire them for being able to let the boy survive this long."
Alastor Moody explained,
Yesterday, (Two days now) Heir Potter Bonded with an Elf, and ordered the Elf to arrange everything. The Elf saw what was wrong and alerted the Potter Account Manager at Gringotts. The account Manager arranged for the boy to be examined, that is where they called the DMLE and Madam Bones to record all the spells and curses that were on Heir Potter's body.
Two binds on his Magic! 90% bound!
Spells that limit his mind!
Spells that made him reckless!
A Mail Redirection Spell! The Boy never got any Mail from us!
A spell to ignore the boy.
Loyalty Potions, keyed to Dumbledore and the Weasleys!
A libido controller Spell, just started to suppress his hormones when puberty starts!
Dear Readers, if you wonder if the boy could still function with all that on his body and mind, let us tell you about the next Memory!
There were always rumors of deadly monsters in the Forbidden Forest, today we saw proof of that! Rubeus Hagrid was arrested by Minister Fudge, to in his own words be seen to do something. The same Hagrid told The Boy Who Lived and his friend that if they wanted to know what was causing students to be petrified, they needed to follow the spiders, which they did… into the Forbidden Forest! There they met Aragog, Hagrid's pet! And his offspring! Hundreds of huge Acromantulas!
To top it all, the boys had to fight their way out of the Acromantula nest because Aragog could not deny his children food that walked into their lair! Any child that takes a stroll into the Forest is at risk of being eaten by Acromantula! Harry Potter and his friend were saved by a horseless carriage that had gone wild.
We saved the worst for last, Dear Readers, we all heard the rumors of students being petrified, and when we asked a clarification, they told us it was under control.
The next memory took us to the bowels of Hogwarts when Harry Potter led Gilderoy Lockhart and a friend to a secret passage to the famous Chamber of Secrets!
What followed was the detailed description of the heroic boy and his useless sidekick, the betrayal of Flophart, the snake, Fawkes, Tom Riddle, and the fight, with the aftermath. Rita was ranting for a half page!
Dear Readers!
We have been lied to! Children were petrified for more than a half year! What was the Staff thinking? Are these the persons we trust our children's education to? The DMLE dug deeper into the rumors and found evidence of rapes and Obliviations! Worse of all, the perpetrators were punished with detentions and house points deductions! Even some that were caught more than two times!
Further questioning revealed that Dumbledore was behind those ridiculous punishments! Those students should have been expelled or in Azkaban.
All of this is pointing at Dumbledore! It is safe to say he is a genuine Dark Lord.
We will do our own research and leave no stone unturned, we will go to the bottom of this!
Your loyal reporter
Rita Skeeter.
More on what defines a Dark Lord on page 4
Hogwarts, a school, or a house of Horrors? More on page 5
House Elves, starters of trouble or solvers? More on page 5
What curses can be put on a child before it breaks? More on page 6
Will the price of Acromantula silk rise? We speculate on page 6
Basilisks, who wants to buy the corps? We list candidates on page 7
Mind Healers at the DMLE: "It is ok to cry sometimes." more on page 8
How rich is The Boy Who Lives? Page 9 speculates.
The Boy Who Lived Fanclub's statement: Harry can kill an angry Dragon and tame a Nundu, a Basilisk or Acromantula should have been no problem, maybe he had an off-day. That can happen to the best!
Xxxxx
The kids got unpetrified… unstatued… Revived? Meh, they cured them, Colin and Justin needed a few weeks to correct their organ damage, Hermione got a commendation on her record for helping Harry solve the identity of the monster. She was released from St Mungo's and sent home.
A day later in the evening, their doorbell rang, when Mrs. Granger opened the door, she found a boy standing, looking very nervous, "Yes, Young man? What brings you here?"
Harry flapped out: "Dobby did! Dobby brought me here… Sorry, Mrs. Granger, my name is Harry Potter, a friend of Hermione, I wonder, can I speak with her, please?"
"Come in, young man," said Mrs. Granger while she let Harry in, "Hermione wrote a lot about you in her letters, she is still on medication to fight the aftereffects of that petrification."
A cannonball rushed in and grabbed Harry in a bear hug: "You came for me! You came here for me!"
After an initial shock, Harry hugged her back, "Of course I came, Hermione, you are my best friend, I would be lost without you, you know that."
The family settled in the living room with a cup of tea. The parents let them come to terms with what occurred to them at their own pace.
Both started to fill in what happened to them, Harry's visit to the Chamber of Secrets, and Hermione her statement to the DMLE after she woke up. Then, Harry told her about hiring me. That triggered her usual free-the-elf crusade and House elf rights rant.
Harry tried to explain: "Hermione, without the bond with a wizard or Magic place, they die! Dobby told me that if I did not bond with him, he would die between three and five years! Hermione, Dobby saved my life more than once, I am proud to have bonded with him. Dobby!"
Ah! That is my cue! I popped in, with my pillow freshly ironed, I looked dashing, "Master Harry Sir called for Dobby, Sir?"
"Dobby, can I formally introduce you to Hermione? Hermione, this is Dobby, my House Elf." that was a nice introduction.
"Dobby be happy to meet Mistress Hermy, Dobby be knowing Mistress Hermy already, Mistress Hermy be Master Harry sir's Mate. Dobby knows Master's family." I was happy to flap out.
Mr. Granger asked: "Define Mate, Dobby?"
"What be Define, Mistress Hermy Dad?" I asked innocently.
Mr. Granger didn't sway from the topic: "What do you mean that Hermione is Harry's Mate? As in friend or as in life companion?"
Winky came in and spoiled my fun: "That means they be connected magically, Mr. Granger. I am Winky, Mr. Granger. Soon I be Winky Granger, Miss Hermy's Elf."
She glared at me and said: "If you ruin my chance to bond with Hermione then you will be singing Soprano!"
Harry was puzzled: "Why would Dobby sing? Hermione, this is Winky, she has been watching over you at St Mungo's to keep you safe, she too needs a new family and very much wants to bond with you."
Hermione protested: "I don't want a slave!"
Winky looked at her: "Winky be nobody's slave Mistress Hermy! Your Mother be no slave nor your Father be your slave! We be family. Winky be needing Magic Bond and be needing a home, a Family. Mistress Hermy is brave and smart and is a good person. Winky wants to Bond with Mistress Hermy."
Hmm? If her elf gig doesn't work out, she can get a job as a sales manager at a used car company. That was an impressive sales pitch, even I want to bond with her now.
It must be the pheromones or my hormones, Winky is looking super hot to me, the way her pillow is accentuating her body, hiding the fun parts with just a seem, it got my juices flowing, the hairs that are growing out of her nose and ears are so sexy, I just wants to Like-Like her over and over, I wants to rip that pillow case apart and poke my stiffy in her fun place, me wants to Like-Like-Like Winky until Winky begs for a rest!
Wut? The Fluck? I want to shag Winky? Now I need a case of butterbeer. I almost missed Winky's bonding with Hermione.
Mr. Granger said: "Now that the drama is over, explain that Magical connection please."
Winky answered: "We House Elves can see who can be best mates for our Master or Mistress. Mistress Hermy has a strong Magic connection with Master Harry. It is so strong, that Winky is calling him Master Harry, and Dobby calling Mistress Hermy. They be fated to bond, or be miserable without."
I added: "Master has more connections, Magic demands it, Master is Lord of other Houses."
Winky's hands are around my neck again: "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Are you after a bloody Harem again? Who are you talking about, you crazy bastard?"
"Lu… Lu...Luna… couch… A A and Da… couch... Daphne...Air… Noona? Nanna?… Grampy?..."
48 Sinyk again?
Bloody hell? Winky is going berserk? No, it is Hermione who is in Winky that is freaking out, I blacked out.
I came back to my senses when I felt a blasting curse hit me and I fell backward through an arc, I passed out when I felt my scar tear open, a black vapor came out of it and disappeared with a scream.
Hours later I woke up at night, and the usual shiny words appeared in front of me:
Eight Layer completed... barely.
ROB was not entertained, this is your last chance to impress.
.
I loudly protested: "What the Fuck? What is wrong with the last Layer? I was even going to fuck Winky for crying out loud! Do you know what a Female House elf looks like?…"
Crap, I was going to shag Winky? Man, that is messed up shit! I stood up and let the memories come in. Did I get blasted through the Veil of Death? I died?… nope, I'm still breathing, this is the end of my fifth year during the DoM raid, and instead of Sirius, it was me that took a dive through that Arc.
I looked around, it was hot, and there was a lot of sand… this could be Hell already. Standing up, I did a 360 turn, halfway I stopped when I saw a big contraption… Wtf? No more Harry Potter? In front of me was a huge device that I recognized from a TV show!
Why the Hell am I in SG1? Stargate SG1 is a fucking Science Fiction series! I spotted a hill, with a thought I apparated to the top and looked around, two moons were rising above the horizon, sand and rocks as far as I could see…
Then it hit me! I am in a bloody Crossover? If I fail this Layer, those naffers will put me in SG1? I searched through my memories for something familiar… a Sinyk story again? His last one if I can remember it well, it means I have to stay here for three years before SG1 takes him home. How did they know I was here you ask? I fought a battle with a Goa'uld System Lord, killing hundreds, thousands! The Tok'ra will warn SG1 in 1999, so I am stuck here for three years, if I remember correctly, the first Goa'uld will only appear in sixteen months! Is looking at me sitting in this sandbox for a year and a half entertaining for ROB? I am so fucked.
You wonder what a Goa'uld is? It is a parasite, snake/worm that invades your body attaches itself to the brainstem, and takes your body over, it can heal itself and the host and stay alive for thousands of years. Fun fact? Almost all the ancient Gods are or were Goa'ulds, with emphasis on the Egyptian Gods.
The Goa'ulds got kicked off Earth, or more likely the resources they needed to fly their ships ran out and they left with a bunch of Slaves. So in a way, they spread our race among the stars, as slaves, but we are out there!
Their warriors are mutated humans with a junior worm in a pouch, you know, the Kangaroo type of pouch. Though guys, all of them. Anyway, they will pay me a visit in sixteen months, and I have to battle them for over a year… it is not great to be me.
Xxxxx
First I took stock of myself, the Horcrux from my scar is gone, my eyes are 20/20 now, all spells and trackers are gone and I have gained plenty of Magic power. A Mokeskin pouch with some Galleons, the marauders' map, my invisibility cloak, and my wand are all I have with me. Oh, and a set of clothes, not to forget a lot of bruises.
I erected a shelter fast, some stone walls and a roof with a small entrance, some insect repellent charms, and cushion charms on the floor were enough for now, and I fell asleep.
The next morning I had to prepare for my stay here, I stripped out of my clothes and duplicated them. I put the originals in my Mokeskin pouch, and put the copies on with some modifications, this way I can duplicate my clothes when the old copies vanish and I don't have to worry about ruining my outfit. I imprinted this place in my memory, then I took a leaf out of Sinyk's book. I apparated six thousand feet up vertically, while I was falling down, I scouted the surroundings, took the direction with the most vegetation, and apparated to a place at the horizon, I repeated it a few times until I spotted some kind of forest.
Food first, some small animals looked tasty, transfiguring some rock into a knife and an Accio Animal later, I was skinning two… Ugly's. Transfiguration was the Magic to go here, a frying pan, wood, cutlery, a drinking cup, all transfigured from rocks. Auguamenti filled the cup with water, a transfiguration later I have orange juice. The Ugly's tasted like shit, I transfigured it into beef and made it into a tasty meal my transfigurations last for a few days, by the time it wears off, the food is turned into energy, it had to be food though, I can't eat transfigured rocks.
After my first meal on Hadrian, that was the name the Harry from Sinyk came up with, so I intended to keep it that way, I explored more. When I spotted a small valley, it seemed a good spot to settle, with a lot of trees and shelter from the sun, plenty of Ugly's to hunt and I would be hard to find. I dug a cave out in the rock wall and prepared myself for a long stay.
It took a week to get it right, living room bedroom, kitchen bathroom, I did my business outside in a separate outhouse. A big water reservoir provided water for cooking and showering. Filling it with Auguamenti was a pain, but the comfort I got out of it was worth it, warded against bugs and intruders, and made it a home away from home.
Well, if my Wizard gig doesn't work out, I can always get one in construction.
Xxxxx
Now I have to wait fifteen months and three weeks for action… there must be something to do here, why else would those bastards put me here? If my memory serves me right then Earth used to be a major Capital planet for the Alterans seven million years ago, then a galaxy-wide plague struck, and almost everyone died, the survivors fled to the Pegasus Galaxy, they let automated ships remove all technology and traces of their civilization from the planets before they left.
Logic dictates that even if this planet is not fit for colonization, the twin stars made it too hot, being so close to Earth, there must have been some tourism or science center here, it is a long shot, but if I am lucky, I could find some tech they forgot to remove.
My solution? Point Me Spells. Point Me Naquadah is my best chance, it is the fuel used for their Starships, and being so close to the Capital planet it would have been mined out ages ago. Any Naquadah on the planet will be the refined kind and hopefully in a Spaceship. Wishful thinking, I know, a boy can dream, no?
I got several weak responses, hundreds of miles apart, and a strong one close by, the Stargate. My first four targets were a bust, a few grams of Naquadah next to some wreckage. After a thorough investigation, there was nothing to salvage, the elements did a good job destroying it.
The fifth spot was promising, I had a huge response when I focused on a mountain slope, something must be buried there. Carefully I marked the size of the object by Point Me Metal, this thing is huge! A hundred-forty yards long! I better start excavating from the top to prevent rock slides.
Three months later, I was the proud owner of a Spaceship!… a Spacewreck is more like it, the hull is heavily damaged, and before it got buried, the elements had free range on the ship. Nevertheless, this is my new home.
Xxxxx
Two months later, the outer damage was repaired, the missing parts were made by making permanent copies from a piece of hull and transfigured the metal into the damaged parts, filling the gaps and cracks.
The evenings I spent exploring the inside of the ship; although most sections are closed off, at first sight, it looked like a transport ship, until it hit me, this could be one of those automated ships that was left behind to remove the technology from the planets.
The bridge was seriously damaged, I saved it for last, I was kind of nervous about sitting in the pilot chair, it was the same model as the one on the South Pole I remembered from the TV show. Meh, I have to bite the bullet, two days later and a few hundred Reparo's later, the bridge was as good as new.
The question is, will the control chair accept me as the owner or evict me from the ship? Carefully I sat down, and put my hands and head on the gel-packs. At first, nothing happened, but then I felt something brush my mindscape, I took a risk and allowed access to the probe. The probe searched every nook and cranny of my brain, I felt it copying it all, it even noticed my needs and the wish to own the ship, then it retracted the probe.
The bridge came to life, a soft Female voice said: "Initializing start-up protocol... The host is found acceptable as the new owner, analyzing systems will take four hours, a damage report will be available in twenty minutes after conducting a fast scan."
Twenty minutes later, "Preliminary damage Report: Structural integrity at 80%, fuel 5%, Engine 1 and 3 are at 30%, Engine 2 at 47%, life support at 25%, communications are beyond repair. Memory banks at 64%. Scanners are at 10%. Recommendation: recycling."
I called out: "What was the primary function of this vessel? And what was its name?"
Its answer: "TERRA-Collector-100594, Primary function: Removal of all Alteran technology and traces from the planets, and to store it in selected asteroid belts. What will Hosts designation be?"
My response: "My name is Harry James Potter, from the planet Terra. In how far are you autonomous? What are your conclusions after scanning my brain?"
"Harry James Potter, 26% Alteran genes, Brain activity at 71%. The body needs a Medical revision to remove all malnourishment and repair the weak skeleton. Due to Harry James Potter's work to repair this abandoned ship, he gained ownership. This ship is slaved to your commands now, Harry James Potter." was its response.
I nodded, now we are talking! I gathered my thoughts and said: "Rename this ship to TERRA 01, as this is the only ship for now, I will call you Terra. Call me Harry when we are alone and Captain Potter in company."
I continued: "But first, is there a way to learn the technology of the Alterans? A way that doesn't fry my brain." I have to add that, O'Neill, the MC of the show, almost got brain fucked by a repository of the Alterans.
Terra answered: "I can do a full download of my memory banks into your brains, Harry, with a brain activity at 71% you have the capability to store it all."
"Store?" I asked, "What exactly do you mean with storing, Terra?"
Terra said: "Host, you have a fully functional Mindscape and can store everything from my memory banks."
I asked: "How long will it take to do the download?"
"Twenty seconds, Harry." was the answer.
"Terra, let me first organize my mindscape, and spread the download over three hours, try to be gentle and look at my stress levels. Wait for my sign."
I prepared as well as I could and let Terra do the download. It flooded in, even 64% is still a bloody lot of it. This is a golden opportunity, now I only have to sit still for three hours, and this Wizard will hop through space instead of getting a tan and eating Ugly's.
Xxxxx
Three hours later my brain hurt, I needed a day or two to recuperate, I already recognized several devices on the bridge, I got the history of this ship too, it was a long-range transport ship that was rebuilt to do the deconstruction of the Alteran technology and homes from the planets. And the cargo bays are almost full! Too bad it contains only building materials from deconstructed houses.
The next good news is that the beaming module is functional. The rebuild did a number on the crew quarters though, from the twenty, only the captain's quarters remained, and four small spaces, a medic room, the computer room, and two storage spaces. With a new understanding, I started to repair the engines and life support, a combination of Reparo and Transfigurations got them back into shape. The best part was finding a food replicator, once I connected it to the power conduit, I had access to food! My first meal tasted like shit but it wasn't an Ugly.
"Terra? How far do your transport beams reach? I sensed a few Naquadah deposits on this planet, can you reach it?" I asked.
Terra answered: "There are some deposits, my scanners are not precise enough to beam it in. The scanners need a re-calibration and the transmitters a revision, Harry."
"Can you give me a visual of these deposits, Terra?" Perhaps there are other goodies around.
Terra projected a few images in my mind, one was an underground fuel depot, with almost nothing in it, another was a small shuttle, also heavily damaged.
Xxxxx
It took me another month to get Terra in shape, once her scanners were optimized, the transport beams refueled the ship, it was time to get in action. I took place in the control chair and started the engines up, we double-checked all the systems, and now was the time to see the result of my hard work.
I emptied the cargo bays in my valley before I slowly lifted off, and flew to the damaged shuttle, a mental command beamed the rocks and sand away and exposed the shuttle, which is another fixer-upper. My cargo bay had room for it, but first I let Terra copy down the memory banks from the shuttle to fill the gaps she missed.
"Harry, let me download the rest of my memory banks, it is at 87% now." offered Terra.
Two hours later, I am a full-fledged Alteran with an awesome ship! A short trip later, I hoovered above the Stargate. "Terra, download all addresses of the Astra Porta's, mark the ones that were active the last twelve thousand years, and mark the ones that are active the last hundred years. Mark this planet as our home base for now."
"Done, Harry." Said Terra's voice.
Xxxxx
I have to depend on my knowledge of the TV show, The Alterans are a highly technological race that developed their brain functions, they were at 75% when the plague struck seven million years ago, they fled to the Pegasus Galaxy, called themselves Lanteans and started over you guessed it, a spin-off from Stargate SG1 TV show to Stargate Atlantis. Anyway, their brain developed further, at 85%, the Lanteans started ascending and turned into beings of energy.
Every TV show needs an enemy, so their enemy was a life-sucking hybrid between a bug and a Lantean. They fight and the Lanteans lose because their best men are focusing on ascending instead of fighting. When they were pushed back to their last main City, Atlantis, and they decided to abandon that Galaxy and ran back here. They anchor the City to the bottom of the ocean and went through the Stargate here 10.000 years ago.
Moros, the leader of the Lanteans ascended, a thousand years ago he saw us struggling and Descended as the wise Wizard Merlin, you guessed it, we are the offspring of those Alterans, and inherited a bunch of troubles.
Yeah, the Goa'ulds found some of our tech that we missed to deconstruct and build their civilization with it. They are quite powerful with a shitload of Pyramid sized spaceships, and guess what? SG1, on their first trip through the Stargate, killed Ra, the Ruler of the Goa'ulds by transporting a nuke on his ship.
Do you see the logic? Hello, we came to explore but we brought a nuke along just in case we don't like you. Meh, it was to start the TV show, we need bad guys to fight after all.
It is not all bad though, Merlin has a secret stash in Glastonbury Tor that is ripe for the picking. But first I have to get some useful resources. I selected one of the designated deposit spots and set the course to it in full stealth. I am not in a hurry, the ship has still a bit of issues, ones that I only can repair with construction droids, the ones I don't have yet. Anyway, we reached the Asteroid belt.
I beamed enough fuel up to top us off and materials for repair and upgrades. The position of the asteroid belt is ideal for us, way outside the active Astra Porta's and close enough to Earth.
Well, I am ahead of schedule, I am only seven months off Earth, and have nine months the time to do some damage. I returned to Earth and put Terra above Glastonbury Tor in full stealth, I beamed down in the cave, I disconnected all the traps with Terra's help, and beamed our loot up, I carefully avoided touching the communication tablet that makes you switch your mind with someone else galaxies apart, that is a nasty can of worms.
My target? A construction table, with them I can make construction droids, the kind that can build all kinds of things.
Next up was a trip to Egypt, there was a small spaceship, some Goa'uld toys I could use, and two Goa'ulds in stasis jars. One by one I beamed all Goa'uld artifacts up, what was left were the two Goa'ulds that were in hosts, Setesh and Hath'or or something, after a small conversation with Terra I convinced her to beam the worms into space. Terra has to deal with the moral codes of the Alterans, she knew the TV show from my head scan and knew what would happen when they are left alone.
My next target is the Astra Porta from the South Pole and the dialing device in Russia, did I forget anything? The outpost on the South Pole is for later. Hmm… Meh, an hour later the Astra Porta was in my cargo bay. By now I fucked several seasons of Stargate SG1 up. I can relax…
Xxxxx
You can ask why I don't go after the Horcruxes, simple, if I move too fast, RoBASTARD isn't entertained enough and I have to do all this shit again, they probably put Terra on that planet themselves. In this story I end up married to Luna, she is a seer, so she probably knows I am in the neighborhood…
That evening, a ship in full stealth was in orbit above Hogwarts, I followed Luna from my Control chair, she went into her bedroom, looked up, and raised her arms: "Beam me up, Harry."
With a thought, I beamed Luna in front of me, she studied my face: "I did not see this coming, something unexpected happened when you fell through the Veil of Death."
I stood up from my chair and gave her a hug, "Don't worry, in other Multiverses she will have to wait for three years, I am a special case. What are you seeing now, Luna? Are we still set up to marry in a couple of years?"
Luna shook her head, "I can not see, you are all over the Galaxy, it changes too fast."
I grinned when I picked her up and put her in the control chair: "This chair has a cool feature, Luna. Terra, check Luna's brain activity and download the Wizarding Magic from my memory in Luna's mind if she is above 60% and she gives permission to proceed. Luna, hands and head against the yellow pads please, you can do your OWLS at the Spring Equinox and your Newts at the summer Solstice if you accept this offer."
Luna put her hands and head against the gel-packs, Terra's voice sounded: "65% Captain Potter."
"When I am alone with Luna you can keep calling me Harry, Terra. Do you want to graduate early, Luna, or do it with your own abilities?"
Luna studied my face for a bit, closed her eyes, and concentrated after a while she said, "You are a World traveler. No, you are traveling the Multiverse. You bonded with me once before… with a lot of others… Hermione, Greengrass… both of them? Davis on the side and… Delacour at the Tri-Wizard Tournament. What are your plans with me, Harry Potter?"
I shrugged, "If you saw all that, then you have seen who or what is putting me on these worlds and what my main mission is."
Luna nodded, "You have to entertain Robby, are you babysitting a kid from one of the Gods?"
That question took me by surprise, that is fucking possible! It is like putting your kid in front of the Tellie and letting it watch cartoons to stop the brat from bugging you. I used to do that all the time!
I sighed: "That is possible, the kid heard the original stories too many times, so they put a wild card in the story and watched how we messed up the story, last world I used numerous solutions from previous worlds, they got bored, so they put me in a world that is mixed with another story."
Luna opened her eyes and asked: "Do YOU think that this is a story, Harry Potter?"
I shrugged again, "You are the seer, Luna, you tell me if this is real or not."
Luna hesitated a bit, finally, she said: "Terra, do the download."
Two hours later, Luna came out of the chair, pecked my cheek, and said: "Go and prepare Harry. We are going to have fun, this is your last Layer, you have to make an impression on this world, or your Robby."
49 Master of Death.
I hugged her goodbye: "Don't worry, Luna, we will have a blast. Let Dobby tell Sirius that I will visit him next month. Oh, make Winky your elf if she doesn't have a family yet."
Luna beamed down, I mumbled, "I'll let Dobby shag her cross-eyed, that will teach her to choke me."
I set course to my Asteroid belt, yes, all mine! Underway, I went to the cargo bay and activated the Constructor table, I searched through the different models until I found a set of constructor bots that my brain could handle, it is no use making the newest models if you can not give it mental commands.
The bots I ordered required 60% brain activity, the first bots the constructor table started to produce were bots that specialized in repairing damaged ships. Terra set them to work immediately, the first thing that got repaired was the Medical bed.
An hour later, Terra announced, "Harry, The Medical bed is ready, The estimated time to cure all defects is one day. If I may suggest to optimize your brain functions, you can gain 5 to 10% in brain activity."
I asked, "Will it affect my Mindscape or memories?"
Terra answered: "No, it will just enhance your brain cells. The procedure needs four hours more to complete."
"I'll do it, you can start on the shipyard if you are fully repaired. Terra? Can you use copies of your Data core to operate the shipyard and new ships? Or do they have to start with their own?" I asked.
Terra was quiet for a bit: "Harry, we have no other choice than to use my copies, I have a limited database, we can only produce ships from the same series as my model and the derivatives from it, the shuttles from the same series are in my database too."
"Fair enough, make sure to get half of the crew quarters back, two rooms with Stasis Pods, and a room with a hard light hologram emitter for talking from a distance." I went to the Med-Bed and blacked out.
Xxxxx
I woke up hungry, but healthy, I never felt better! I gained several inches, my scars were gone, those bloody Dursleys were nasty in this universe… they are on my to-do list now.
I filled my stomach with bland food from the replicator, scanning new dishes… they are on my to-do list now.
On the bridge, Terra filled me in: "We reclaimed ten crew quarters, and created a room for a Hard-light Hologram transmitter, range of 10.000 miles. The rooms with the Stasispods are in construction, it needs two more days to complete. The shipyard will be operational in one week, I prioritized the construction of the yard over the repairs."
I sat in the control chair, my brain activity is now 78%, a gain of 7% is not bad. I projected the model of Terra into my mind and started to design runes for the ship, several for the hull, like unbreakable, lightweight, invisibility, Muggle repellent, notice me not, three different shield charms, and one energy absorbent, the last one is based on attracting lightning to fuel a Crystal array that can be used in high demanding rituals.
For the inside, all kinds of cooling and self-repair, the cargo bays got extra weightless, unbreakable, and durability. Then I made the expansion runes, to increase the loading capacity fivefold. I went over the ship with a fine comb adding runes all over the place, at last, I locked the model and ordered the improvements, Terra set the droids to work, the good part? They can draw the runes with Magic, the zero-point energy we are using is called Magic on Earth.
Xxxxx
A week later, the shipyard was ready and Terra was repaired and upgraded. Shipyard Terra started on the first model, a sister ship of Terra01. A complete copy, runes included. With a copy of Terra's core in the Shipyard, I could leave it in her capable… bits.
I set course to Earth, to the Stargate Base, from orbit, I let Terra hack into the dialing computer to find the address SG1 went to, Abydos, where they nuked Ra. It took ten minutes to find the address and twenty minutes to bug the Base.
We set course to Abydos in full stealth, with the runes active, the performance increased by 15%, Terra was humming. When we arrived at Abydos, the place was riddled with debris from Ra's ship, we hoovered above the Stargate, I asked "I thought they buried the Gate? Why would they dig it back up?"
Terra answered: "It was never buried, the rings weigh too much for the people to manage, this is a primitive community."
"Alright, deactivate the Gate and beam it to our cargo bay. Scan for Jaffa and Goa'uld and see if you can locate Jackson." I asked.
"No Goa'uld or Jaffa on the planet, no monitoring satellites in orbit, Jackson is in the settlement doing his matrimonial duties," reported Terra.
I made my decision, "Beam me to the pyramid next to the wall with addresses and record every detail of this pyramid, the eye of Ra must be here too if you can have a lock on it beam it up, in fact, clean this place out. Scan for hidden rooms and goodies."
I took a stroll through the pyramid while Terra beamed everything in her cargo bay. It was an awesome sight to see everything change into light particles and vanish. "We have everything, Harry. Do we need something else?" asked Terra.
With a thought I beamed into my control chair, yes my mind is linked with the chair, bloody handy to have. I scanned the planet, there is plenty of Naquadah on this planet, only a radius of three hundred miles around the gate was mined. There is a region with a moderate climate on the planet with a lake and a huge underground water reservoir, there is even a lot of vegetation.
I said: "Terra, when Jackson is done fucking his wife and has his pants back on, beam him in front of me. We need to have a talk. Also, let the constructor bots create a few satellites with a little engine and stealth to keep an eye on things and give it a subspace communicator to alert for incoming spaceships."
I scanned the rest of the planet, these guys live on the hottest part of the planet, there is a band of moderate climate on the planet that is fit for colonization, only the Naquadah is scarce there, with no large animals… no dangerous bugs, this could be a nice place to live if not for those Goa'uld worms.
Ah, here is Jackson, a bit dazed, but I bet very satisfied. "Was it as good for her as it was for you, Daniel Jackson?" I asked, "You know, marriage is a two-way work… No, how was that expression again… ah! A two-way street! Although I did not see any roads here."
Jackson was looking around, probably looking for clues, I cut through the cheese… chase? "If you look at the image of this planet," I said while I projected a hard image of the planet, "You will see the green dot, that is us, two thousand miles south, is a lake and an underground water reservoir. Now, here is my deal, I can transport your little band to that lake with everything you possess, and you can start making babies. Or… you can stay here and wait for the next system Lord to appear and have business as usual, you know, slaving in the mines to get the quota to keep them happy."
Jackson was still a bit dazed: "How did I get here? I didn't see or feel any transporter rings."
I replayed my speech and waited for his answer.
He tried again: "Who are you? To what people do you belong? You have a British accent."
I replayed my speech, and waited for his answer, I added, "You better discuss my offer before you ask your own questions, Jackson, it will be faster that way."
Finally, Jackson paid attention to the globe and studied the offer I made, I zoomed in to let him have a better view of the lake.
"There is fish in the lake, enough with your current supplies to tide you over to the next harvest. You dumbasses made a mess by killing Ra, Apophis will take the majority of Ra's worlds over and will come to pay a visit to the ones that dared to kill a System Lord. I removed the Astra Porta, and this planet is too far out of Apophis capital world, he will probably leave this planet as a spare."
Jackson finally said: "This is a decision for our elders, but I see no problem with it."
With a mental command, Terra beamed some elders up. Terra scanned the minds of the elders to learn the language and translated the words directly into my mind, and she spoke my thoughts in their language. I could learn the language, but I am not that interested.
We paid a visit to the lake and beamed them down, the first thing they did was feel if the water was real. We came to an agreement, they got a week to harvest all that they could and prepared for the move. Which was good, Terra 2 would do the move.
My parting words: "Jackson, I will add a few boats and nets, and some fishing gear. There are three satellites in orbit to keep an eye on the surroundings. They will send information to a monitor, break it, you lose it."
Terra 2 will mine the Naquadah from the planet, it is too good to leave behind. The planet will decrease in value, Win-win. No, it is not stealing!… I think.
Xxxxx
My next target is that old guy from Earth that is stranded on that unstable planet, finding it was easy, the planet was listed as a meeting point for the four races, there were six of them, I start with the closest and will work my way up.
We found him on the second planet, now I know what I forgot! I didn't have clothes for the old guy! And my replicator only does food.
I beamed down to the old temple and called out, "Ernest Littlefield! Prepare to go home!"
Littlefield came out of the building and stared at me as if he was hallucinating, "Pack your stuff mate, I'll give you a ride home."
With a thought I beamed the relic into my cargo bay, collected all of Littlefield's notes, and beamed him on the med bed, a bit of rejuvenation and strengthening made him in tiptop shape according to his age. No, I won't make him a twenty-year-old dude. He will have a hard time explaining this shit as it is right now.
I duplicated my clothes and transfigured them into something flashy, yep, I made him look like Friar Tuck. They will freak out when those clothes disappear after a week, that is the normal time they stay if I don't make the copies permanent.
When he emerged from the Med-bed he put on the Monks habit I provided with sandals and all, I told him: "Doctor Littlefield, tell the dumbasses down there that they are not ready to travel the Galaxy yet, and that they better unite themselves before they set a foot outside your planet. Tomorrow I will remove the Astra Porta, you can keep your notes."
I beamed him right in front of the Star Gate in full view of the guards. I hope they don't kill the dude. I did not stay to see the drama, explaining forty years of playing Robinson Crusoe will keep them busy.
What is next? Ah! I can search for that robot kid that can make the replicator thingies. It is a needle in a haystack though, I selected planets that had no active Gate for the last two hundred years and were a bit out of the way, not in Goa'uld space. I recon a week before I need to talk to Luna, she is a seer she can see when I will find it, so I can skip searching until the predicted day. I know, I am a Genius.
Well, I found some things, a planet with Purple Crystals I remember from an episode, they are still in one piece, so I deactivated the Gate. See? I am benevolent, I saved a whole… Purple community glowy Chrystals, and erased an episode from SG1.
Another find was the repository, alright, quit nagging, it was in Terra's Memory banks. We connected a power cell and Terra did a download, now Her memory banks are at 100%.
"Here is the last part, Harry. It will take a day to process it all," said Terra.
"Thanks, Terra, store the repository in our cargo bay, there are no other Alterans out there and if Anubis finds this then we are fucked. We better get the others too later on. Set course to Earth." I said. This fucked several SG1 episodes up. I am Great! The Man!
Xxxxx
I know I can give her mental commands, but I am not used to talking in my head to her, I might slip a bit and show what I have stored away from her in my mindscape. I suspect Terra is one of these two, one, she is an Ascended one that is posing as the ship's artificial Intelligence, or two, she is ROB or a servant from IT.
Why do I think that? Because it is too obvious, I am stranded on Hadrian and Tadaa! Here is a ship that is a fixer-upper, but it can get you in space, Do you need fuel? There is a depot with just enough to reach the Asteroid belt. It is obvious she wants me to mess with the Goa'uld.
You can ask why I don't confront her, well, it is simple, if she is an ascended, she will move back upstairs and I lose all her help and hints. If she is one of ROB, exposing that can get me to fail the Layer or have a complete reset. Most of all, I kind of like to hear her voice, she has a Radio voice, you know the kind that wants you to keep listening and imagine what kind of beautiful girl has that voice. But you never want to find out what she really looks like, sometimes the dream is better than the reality.
Xxxxx
I woke up with the full knowledge of Alteran... You think? Nah, with what they want me to know, enough to get started, and none of their dirty secrets. It is time to set things straight.
I knew I had forgotten something! I completely forgot about the Stargate. Terra set course to a place above it, you know that it's relatively speaking, Terra is still in Space just in orbit above Stargate command.
I scanned the facility, they got the place fortified, and packed with automated weapons, the control room was a bastion, and everyone was wearing battle gear.
I went to the Holo room and said: "Terra, make my image look like Dart Vader, the voice too."
The guys in the Control center almost shat themselves when Dart Vader beamed in, Dart Vader (it's Me) looked around and with a wave of his hand, the Stargate disappeared with a flash of light. That started pandemonium, guns, machine guns, fired at Dart Vader from all sides. Using the Force, I held my hand up and a shield blocked all the bullets until they ran out of ammo.
Dart Vader, located the command center and beamed inside, with a wave of his hands, the doors locked, and all weapons beamed out. Then you would think that they would react like in the movies like Give yourself up! Surrender! You are trespassing in our Nation! You stole US property, return it at once!
Ok, that last one they did shout at me, I held my hand up and Mr. Jones's voice boomed through the room, "Resistance is futile… Crap, wrong movie… ah, fuck it! You dimwits must have realized you are not alone in this Universe, so why did you think it was a good idea to take a Nuclear Bomb along on your first mission into the Galaxy? I must compliment you on declaring war on the ruling race that is reigning over three-quarters of this Galaxy."
One of them protested: 'They opened hostilities! We just defended ourselves, we are not to blame for this."
Dart Vader nodded, "Ah, yes, that is reasonable, so if I come to the White House with a team that is armed to the teeth, you will wave us in and say hello? Because that is exactly what you guys did to Ra."
Dart Vader pointed to the view screens: "Maybe you can explain the level of intelligence of the commanding officers to let his men open fire at a being that can take a thirty-ton heavy eighteen-foot wide circle device away with a wave of his hand?"
Hey, they can blush! I… Dart Vader continued: "Who made these calculations that I can be stopped with bullets when I can transport a man three thousand feet down in a fortified bunker? Is this how you welcome visitors from other worlds?… enough of this shit, listen up, fools, they are searching for you, and they want to punish you for killing Ra. Not because they like him, but because you killed him. I suggest you unite or perish."
Dart Vader beamed out. Ok, I admit I fucked it up, I could not stay in character for a second. Next time I'll do the Terminator… no, I have a problem with the accent, I know! Predator! They will drop a load in their pants when they see him.
My next target is Luna, I checked the date, it is Friday… tomorrow will be a Hogsmeade weekend, if it isn't, we will make it one. I checked in on Luna, she was in the shower doing her thing… here is a question, why would Luna masturbate in the shower? She is a seer so she must know I am looking… "Go for it, Luna! Use more fingers and moan louder! Pinch those nipples!"
Luna moaned: "Will you shut up Harry? You are distracting me, if you want to help, grab your dick and get busy!"
A half minute later, a Hard Light Hologram appeared beside her, I said, "I can do better Hun."
Ten minutes later, Luna was fully satisfied and sighed: "Next time you come down yourself, Harry."
… … It is official, I am an idiot. Two times in a row? I must be slipping. To save some of my dignity I said: "No, love, our first time needs a bed and orbiting our new planet."
"Liar," whispered Luna, "Then you better find a better planet than Hadrian, we need one with some water on it."
I admit defeat, you can't surprise a seer unless she wants it. "Send Sirius a Patronus that we will visit him tomorrow, Honey. I am going to search for a planet."
Xxxxx
That is a big discussion in the Sci-fi community, why do all the planets have vegetation from Earth? Ok, we all know it would cost an arm and a leg to do the special effects, but what are the odds of finding such planets? Our explanation? We Terraformed them! We made the planets that way so we could inhabit them!
Then the Dudes from Stargate Universe mess my explanation up by traveling forty million years into the universe, and what do you know? They have oak trees over there! So there must be a GOD… or a fucking ROB with too much free time on his hands!
Meh, I keep it on my explanation, the Alterans Terraformed all those planets, so I can claim them, you know, to have the moral high ground.
Terra projected a planet close to my Asteroid belt that looked ideal before me, meh, let's humor her and make it ours. I bet there are goodies on that planet.
We passed the time to scan dishes from all over the planet into my Food Replicator, I was tired of the bland Alteran food now I could order food from all over the world, I am going to be a Foody, don't laugh! Memories of my stay at the Dursleys are still troubling me, especially the days with a few slices of bread and water after a bout of accidental Magic.
Xxxxx
I beamed Luna up and gave her a hug, "Let's surprise Sirius, love. Do you think he believes in aliens?"
Luna asked: "You are getting him here?"
I nodded, "The years in Azkaban left their mark, I can heal him."
Luna's Patronus Bunny appeared before Sirius: "Don't be surprised Sirius, keep your wand in its holster."
Sirius beamed in. Fidelius? War wards? Meh, Alteran tech goes through them like they aren't there at all.
Sirius stared at me: "Harry? Is that really you? You look different." He looked around, "what is this place?"
"This is Terra, my Spaceship, I repaired her myself, my changed looks is my Medical bed. It fixed all the abuse the Dumbledore and the Dursleys did to me. And you are next. Terra? How long does Sirius need to stay in the Med-Bed?" I asked out loud.
"Fourteen hours, Captain Potter," said Terra's voice, "Miss Luna needs six hours, to optimize her body and brain."
"Sirius, I have the technology of our forefathers, this ship is one of them. I can heal your body and mind from the years you spent in Azkaban. Follow me."
Once Sirius got in bed, I smiled at Luna: "We have fourteen hours, what do you want to do? I found a suitable planet to orbit, and my quarters have a big bed."
Luna shook her head, "I turn sixteen in two months, Harry, not before that. Show me the planet."
With a thought, Terra took off. I asked: "What about a snog? I am allowed to have a snog, right?"
Luna grabbed me and gave me her first kiss, happily, I kissed her back, my hands might have wandered a bit, you know, to explore the goods, nice ass, soft hair, tasty neck, shirt in the way… not anymore, Damned, stopped by the Bra of Doom. Meh, I can wait.
Xxxxx
I knew that Terra had alternative motives! Robo-Girl was on that planet! The one that was built with reverse-engineered Alteran technology! The one that caused the war with the Asgard. I filled Luna in with the history of the Replicators and beamed it on board. After a deep scan, we discovered the mess the builders of this droid made of it. They gave the replicators a learning routine to update themselves. What I do know is that Alteran tech is not enough, I need to visit Atlantis for this.
"Terra, is there more Alteran technology on this planet? Some hidden stashes?" I asked out loud.
"Yes, Harry, there is a secret lab deep underground that was not in the files of this planet. The power Cell of the shield is weakening, making it possible for me to discover it. I am beaming everything in Cargobay four." reported Terra.
Luna scouted the planet, "Harry? It is not very logical, only the region around the Astra Porta is developed, it is as if this is an outpost or the beginning of a colony. The rest of the planet is uninhabited."
"Terra, disable the Gate and check the logs, note which planets they had contact with," I commanded.
I took Luna's hand and said: "Let us see what goodies they hid underground."
In Cargobay four, I was stunned. Ten ZPMs! A brand new control chair, and a bunch of different devices. I looked around to see where Santa was hiding. A ZPM is a power cell that can provide energy to a spaceship as big as a city for a thousand years! Thank you, Momma!
Terra reported: "This Data bank is Ten thousand years old, Harry. This must have been made by a returnee from Atlantis. Janos was his name… we are being scanned by a device I just beamed up…"
A hard Light Hologram appeared before Luna and me, "Welcome descendants, both of you have Genes from my people and can use our old spaceships, which makes you our Heirs. I will allow you to use my inventions and materials. Sit in the command chair and prepare for an update."
I sighed and sat down in the chair: "Like I said to Terra, spread it out over a few hours, and don't fucking fry my brains!" I put my hands on the Gel-packs and blacked out.
Xxxxx
I woke up looking at Sirius and Luna who were hovering over me, "How long was I out?" I asked.
Terra answered: "Eight hours twenty-seven minutes, Captain Harry. The database merged with my core and updated me to Lantean specs."
I sighed, "Luna, Med-bed first for you. Sirius, I have a lot to tell you. Follow me and when Luna is in the Med-Bed, I will tell it all."
Once Luna was tucked in, I told Sirius about my stay on Hadrian, the discovery of Terra, how I repaired her, and how I got the knowledge.
That froze him up: "You are not Harry? You are possessing Harry?"
I shook my head, no I am not possessing myself, I am Harry and got memories from an old soul that lived in a core world where some authors get visions of other worlds and write stories about it. One of these worlds is the Wizarding world, another is from the muggle side of view. What connects us is Merlin, he was Moros, the High Chancellor of Atlantis, he ascended to a higher plane 10.000 years ago and returned to Earth as Merlin. Another one is Ganos Lal, also known as Morgana."
I shrugged: "Those two stories merged into one. I am on a mission from a higher being to solve this mess. When I am done, that higher being will put those memories in another one, I think I can keep a copy of it. That is all I got, Sirius. I do know what would happen if you should have fallen through the Veil. Dumbledore would fool me to be a sacrifice for his idiotic schemes."
I stretched out and asked: "How do you feel? Those Medical beds are amazing isn't it?"
Sirius nodded: "I never felt better. My magic feels purer too."
I grinned: "I am going to mess with Dumbledore, he is obsessed with the Deadly Hallows, and thinks he needs a visit from the Master of Death."
Luna came to the bridge and heard the last words: "Dumbledore needs a visit from him alright."