Stargate SG1 Fan Fiction / Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Return of the Ancients ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Title: The Return of the Ancients

Author: Kat

Chapter: 2/?

Pairings: Jack/Daniel/Harry, Ron/Hermione, Neville/Sam/Teal'c

Warnings: Threesomes, time-travel, Het, Slash, violence, H/C, Anise & Loki bashing

Rating: NC-17 (just to be safe)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Stargate: SG1. If I did, well then I'd be rich, and we could all have a slumber party with them included.

 

A/N: Mini-plot bunny mixed with Option A sent in by Lady_Stormrider

 

Summary: Voldemort is dead and the quartet of Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville are at a Magical University since none want to be Aurors anymore. A spell in Charms class goes wrong and the quartet is sent to SG1's dimension only to find what they were missing.

 

The Return of the Ancients

 

Jack looked at the Tok'ra convoy and sighed. He really needed time off if this was going to keep happening. Giving a curt nod, he motioned the group to follow him to the briefing room and Harry began to wonder what an Ancient was. Jacob was with another man and a woman, of which Hermione was glaring at spectacularly. Confused at her reaction he shot her a questioning look.

 

“That's Anise, the Tok'ra that makes stupid inventions that almost always ends up hurting the SG1 team.” Hermione's glare came back in full force against the Tok'ra, and Harry was glad that Hermione didn't hate him.

 

Jack was listening to the explanation that was being given and stopped it when he heard the word sensors. “What do you mean you put sensors in this facility?” His voice was eerily calm, and Harry saw the worry on Daniel's face. He knew that everything was going downhill from that one question.

 

“Jacob, right?” Harry cut off the argument. “You say that there are Ancients here in the SGC at this very moment, and that you came as soon as you could correct?” Harry received a nod. “So, you want a group of traveling people, who might want to hid and live life normally, to deal with mistakes that you can't fix yourself. Correct?”

 

The woman in the group, Anise, spoke up. “You are but a child, why are you even here? Leave so we can discuss this.”

 

Hermione bristled at the implications and stood up. “Do you even know what an Ancient looks like? Do you even know if the Ancients like you? Do you know if the Ancients even give a shit about your war? Do you think that the Ancients might want to deal with someone other than you?” Her voice was getting progressively louder and Harry let out another sigh. Hermione's hatred of Anise would cause problems, and he wanted to know if he was an Ancient.

 

“'Mione, shut up.” She looked shocked and was about to speak, but he silenced her with a look. “How bout this, you three leave for four days, and we'll look at finding the Ancients, since they are here. When that is done, we'll see what you want. Deal? Good, now please leave. Hermione will end up killing you if you don't.”

 

Luckily they listened to Harry and were gone through the portal, not after Neville and Hermione cast a few hexs upon Anise as she was leaving. Ron snickered as Anise's hair turned a violent pink with puke green stripes, and her clothes turned into tight leather clothing, that was popular in the 60's. Looking over at Harry, Ron felt the smile slowly slip form his face. His friend's eyes were cynical and bitter, even with the small, polite smile on his face.

 

Seeing the changes done to Anise, Jack had to bite back a laugh, and shook his head. Maybe he could get Daniel and Harry to get his revenge on the other three who decided that his love life was allowed for speculation. Walking over to the pair he placed his hands on their shoulders and gave them both a mischievous smirk.

 

“Come on, I need the two of you to help me with something. Besides, it'll be fun, and I know you'll laugh.”

 

Sam saw the look on Jack's face and hid a smirk of her own. He was going to get revenge on the three young 'magicians' and he was going to get Harry to help him. She felt a little bit of sympathy towards them, but she knew that if she tried anything, Jack would begin his attack on her as well. Letting the new bout of fun for later, Sam went over to Neville to discuss what Herbology was and what he could tell them about some of the plant samples that had been collected on other planets.

 

Jack knew that the team had a few more days off, and told General Hammond that he was going to take Harry and Daniel out so that they would get some proper food and rest. Getting permission, Jack packed them in his truck and sped off for home. Smirking at the look on Harry's face upon seeing the house, he ushered both inside. He did however, miss the smirk on Harry's face upon entering the house.

 

“Jack, just kiss Daniel already. I know you've been dieing to all day.” Harry's voice was smug and amused.

 

Blinking off the shock, Jack shrugged and proceeded to devour Daniel's mouth. Harry snickered softly at how Daniel tensed for a moment before melting in the older man's embrace. Shaking his head at the soft moans, Harry dug in the fridge and found wine and beer. Pulling out the wine, Harry poured himself a glass. The wine was good, and Harry wandered back to the living room where the pair had just finished their kiss.

 

“Almost ten minuets, I'm surprised. Don't worry, Daniel didn't tell me. I'm just very good at figuring things out.” Harry shrugged. “Hermione's also good, but she's still looking at everything in a 'fan gets greatest wish' kinda way. So, what do you need my help for?”

 

The look on Jack's face after his little explanation made him wary. Nothing good comes from a mischievous Jack O'Neill, well, except if - No! Bad Harry! Shaking his head, Harry just prayed that it wouldn't be too bad for him as well.

 

Jack led them both to his computer room, and quickly powered it up. Pulling up two more chairs he motioned for the pair to sit down beside him as he searched for what he was looking for.

 

“Harry, Hermione and Ron are a couple correct?” Jack got a nod in response, “And they both hate Slytherins correct?” Harry nodded again, feeling dread pouring in. “Well, I saw plenty of sites where Hermione was with Pansy, Draco, Severus Snape, Marcus Flint, and other characters. It seems as if the whole bitter enemies thing goes for a lot of people. Ron was put through many incest stories and also paired with the Slytherins. Neville got paired a lot with Luna, Ginny, and some of the Gryffindor boys. I'm surprised though that yours had the most variety. I won't go into it, but so you know, you seem to even be paired with Voldemort.”

 

Harry shuddered at that and gave Jack a wounded look. “You had to tell me that one didn't you? I might like blokes but VOLDEMORT(1)? He murdered my parents and had been trying to kill me since I was born!” Harry shivered again.

 

Daniel looked between the pair of them and snickered. “Harry, you have to admit, that even if it is a terrible thing, it's just people creating amusement for themselves.” Harry was still shivering and muttering about crazy people with nothing better to do.

 

Jack chuckled and had Harry get up so that they could go back to the living room. “Now Harry, we can use these pairings as incentives for your three friends to cool down and start living here, until we can get you home.”

 

Harry nodded absentmindedly and began going over the two spells that had collided and what they would do. Jack wandered into the kitchen to begin supper, and Harry took a pile of lined paper to begin his analysis. Daniel sat beside Harry to see if he could help.

 

After giving Daniel a crash course in Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, Harry begins to break down the two spells that led his group to this dimension. After writing down the steps that they were supposed to do for the class, Harry remembered that at the second to last step, no other spell, of any kind, was to hit the group performing the complicated charm. If the spell was dark in nature, the group would have been sent to a reality where they are needed but can return afterwards. If the spell was light, then the group would be permanently stuck in the reality where they were sent and become part of that time line. Harry looked at his notes in shock. Malfoy had sent a light spell, and that meant that he and his friends were stuck in the SG1 reality.

 

Looking up at Daniel, he gave a weary smile, “We're stuck here. The spell was designed to be done in a protected room, but there wasn't any at the University we were at. So the teacher expected us to act like adults. The second to last step is the most critical. If there is another spell that impacts the charm that was being cast, then there are two options that would arise. A spell of Dark nature would sent us here with a chance to go home, only after aiding in the war effort. A spell of Light nature would send us here to help, but we can't return home afterwards. Our rival, Draco Malfoy, sent a light curse our way.”

 

Daniel looked at Harry in wonderment. The four of them were stuck in this dimension. Harry didn't seem too upset about it. Jack would be pleased to have four more people to train and placed on teams. Giving Harry a smile he sat up again and looked at the paper.

 

“So, if you four are stuck here, what do you think about helping the galaxy fight the Gou'ald?” Daniel's voice was soft and curious.

 

Harry looked up from his notes and smirked, “I'd like to help, besides being a parseltongue might come in handy.” Harry saw the look of confusion on Daniel's face. “I can speak to snakes. It's very rare, and can be very useful, since no one can understand me when I speak it.”

 

Jack came out from the kitchen before Daniel could ask another question. “Food time kids! Come on.” Harry snickered at Daniel's expression and walked into the kitchen. Jack was apparently a good cook and for that Harry was grateful. Oh, he could cook, but he was better at baking.

 

“Jack, can I borrow your kitchen later? I feel like baking.” The looks of surprise lit up both Jack and Daniel's faces, and Harry shrugged. “I've always preferred baking. Cooking brings back - disturbing memories.” The other two let it drop and Jack gave Harry permission to play baker.

 

After a delicious dinner, of which Harry was thanking Jack for, he began to get everything ready for the pie that Hermione loved so much. She called it a 'Chocolate Orgasm Pie'(2) of which Harry just had to make for her every now and then. Getting everything ready, he began to make the pie crust. As he was working, Harry looked up at Jack and gnawed on his lower lip. He was curious about something, but he wasn't sure about how to ask Jack or Daniel about it. Ron had mentioned Loki and the fact that there was a mini Jack somewhere.

 

Deciding to build up his Gryffindor courage, Harry asked, “Jack, I'm curious about something.” With those words, Jack and Daniel entered the kitchen. Seeing the look on Jack's face, Harry bit his lip again, “Ron mentioned a mini Jack, what really happened?”

 

Daniel chocked on his wine and began to laugh and cough at the same time. Jack shook his head and pulled out his wallet, handing Daniel a twenty. “He was trying to clone me. I'm not a fan of being abducted to be tested on. If he had asked, I might have said yes, but really, he just wanted someone with Ancient DNA to see how it would react to Asgaurd DNA and well, a smaller version of myself was created. It died not that long afterwards due to complications, I think.”

 

Harry hummed his acknowledgment and put the pie crust in the oven for a few moments as he began to get the filling ready. “So, this mini-Jack might not be around anymore?” Jack nodded, and Daniel was still snickering. Harry gave Jack a small smile. “It could be worse. Loki could have done what Ron was mentioning.” Even Harry shivered at the implications and Jack took out another bottle of beer.

 

Pulling the semi-cooked crust out of the oven, Harry poured in the pie filler and put it back in the oven, with the timer set for twenty minutes. With that, he began to make his own whipped cream topping and shooed the pair out of the kitchen. “It should be ready to eat in half an hour. You can tell Hermione tomorrow that I made her favourite dessert and didn't bring any back for her.” The pair laughed and left Harry alone in the kitchen to finish his masterpiece.

 

The smell of chocolate floated around Jack's house, and Daniel was about to restrain Jack when Harry walked into the living room with the pie, some plates, forks and the bowl he was using before. He smirked at the pair and cut the pie into six slices. Putting three on separate plates, he then put a white topping on the three slices. Handing them out, he picked up his own piece and hummed his enjoyment. Jack and Daniel were surprised with the rush of chocolate flavour and a strawberry taste of the whipped cream.

 

“This is 'Mione's favourite dessert. She calls it 'Chocolate Orgasm Pie'. I must admit, I agree.” Harry's voice was content and mischievous, watching the reactions to the name of the dessert made him chuckle. Both Daniel and Jack looked at the pie, then each other before looking at Harry. Shrugging, they continued to eat the delicious dessert.

 

Jack was quite happy with his dessert and gladly let Harry give him a second slice. Daniel seemed to be in the same predicament, and soon the pie was gone. Jack gave the pan a mournful glance and got up to make sure the coffee pot was ready in the morning. He was also going to get Harry to make desserts more often.

 

 

TBC ^_^

 

 

(1)I've seen some of these and they are funny. I can imagine Harry reacting this way since Voldemort did become but-ugly and is trying to kill him.

 

(2)I have a friend that makes a mean chocolate pie. When we ate it, we jokingly called it a 'Chocolate Orgasm Pie'. The name stuck.

 

AN: Please give me feedback.... I wanna know how you are all dealing with this fic.