He had done it. With a quick glance at his surroundings, Harry potter knew exactly where he was. When he was, he wasn’t exactly sure but based on his clothes he had on he had a pretty good idea. Just to make sure he took a peek out his cupboard door.
It’s a good thing that it was night time. This would make it all the easier for him. With a thought, he was now disillusioned. Wand waving and hand gestures had long ago been obsolete. Those where the kind of things that made you stand out and get caught.
A notice me not and silencing charm covered him without further thought as this had been the norm he had lived with for a long time. Harry made his way into the kitchen, this was where his whale of an uncle keep the paper. He was small now and had a good idea of where in the timeline he had landed but it was best to make sure.
Vernon was a lazy bastard and so he knew that the paper from the morning was either on a chair or sitting on the kitchen table. He was not surprised when he found it on the floor. Seeing this, it wasn’t so much of a surprise as his realization that his early life had been even shittier then he had remembered.
April 9<sup>th</sup>, 1991. Good, he had 4 months until he gets his letter from Hogwarts. This is a lot better then he had expected. Most of the bad shit starts in 1996 anyways. Global shit that is. His own trouble starts first year.
This time around, he wasn’t going to take shit from that manipulative old man. Sirius is still in Azkaban. That’s one of the things he needs to work on as soon as possible. Now that he knew how much time he had left, he could execute one of the plans he had made up, just in case he had the opportunity.
With a thought, he was now in Antarctica. He had visited the site before for this very reason. It was fucken cold but after a second he had a warming charm up and the cold was banished. It wasn’t very hard to find the transport rings. They stood out like a beacon in his mind.
Harry reached out with his mind and activated it. With the usual swoosh of rings, he was beamed down the to defense platform. This was it. It was one of the best case scenarios for Harry to arrive in a time before this place was destroyed.
The Yanks had fucked everything up by using the stargate and making earth a target to the universe. The shits didn’t even bother to tell anyone and eventually the Ori came and started enslaving everyone. Being a slave and worshiping some shit gods is pretty crappy but as soon as those Priors found out about the magicals, the shit hit the fan.
Those fuckers rained down plasma from orbit at every magical community they could find. Nobody knew the real reason as to why but it was pretty easy to guess that having other people around that could do more mystical shit then you can would pose as a threat to your religion.
It wasn’t something he was proud with but Harry, as one of the surviving magicals went around and did a lot of mind raping to get the answers he had needed. It wasn’t just the magicals that were targets. The magical gene had spread all over the world. Humans on earth were being wiped out.
By the time he had found out about the SGC, most of the humans were already dead.Brigadier Genera</a>l Samantha Carter was the commanding officer when he arrived at the ruins ofCheyenne Mountain</a>. It was a lucky find because she had been one of the first people through the gate and had tons of knowledge on all of the events surrounding the gate.
Harry was beyond caring at this point and time and Samantha was left as a mindless vegetable but he was going to fix all of this and so he didn’t care too much. He did however made a mental note to check her out again when he travels back. She was hot after all.
Harry had checked to make sure that he had the gene to use Alteran tech. He suspected that the magicals were a mix of the Alterans that returned to earth and the newly seeded humans. It wasn’t such a huge leap in logic after he took the knowledge from Sam.
Making his way to the control chair, he went off to one corner of the base platform and with a touch, the ZPM lifted out. Unlike when the SGC found this place, there was still a little charge. Harry could feel the power within and knew that he could somewhat give it a recharge. The ZPM drew power from an artificial region of subspace. This was not so different from an expanded space. Reaching into the potentia, Harry first synchronized his magic to match what was already there and then he started to stretch.
While similar to things like expanded trunks, it was still somewhat different. It took a lot of concentration and Harry went slow but after 20 or so minutes, he was done. Harry didn’t maximize the space inside, it wasn’t worth the risk of the whole thing blowing up and its not like he could get a retry if he was dead.
Placing the ZPM back, it lowered back inside of the platform and everything returned to being seamless. Now, for the moment of truth, Harry say down on the chair and soon he was leaning back. Everything lit up and his ten year old body slit further back then he was use to.
As a Metamorphmagus, he could fix that issue in time but the ability used biomass to shape change and he was back to his starving, malnutrition body. It took him a long time to figure that one out. The mental conditioning of the Dursleys was hard to brake. Heck, he wasn’t even sure of he had broken out of that. Not wanting to be a freak had stunned his abilities for many years. Manipulative, butt pirate old men did not help either.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.
Harry had never sat in one of these chairs before so it took him some time to learn how things worked. It came easy as the thing was linked to his mind. First, he ran the diagnostics of the defense platform. There was a little over 10 thousand drones in stock. The platform was rated for 3 swarms of constructer nanites but there was currently only one. The matter to energy transporter was showing as damaged and so he directed the swarm to fix it. As there were no resources in stock, he designated a section of the drones as raw material.
The transporter was a lot more useful then a few drones. The subspace communicator was also damaged so he set that to be fixed next in the queue. It was great that the scanners were still in perfect condition. Harry mentally knew that he still had a lot of time, years even but that didn’t help him in feeling that he need to get things done as soon as possible.
It was likely trauma from seeing just about everyone die around him. Sure, by the time the Ori got around to wiping out all life on earth, he had no friends or family but that didn’t change how he felt about seeing billions die.
It wasn’t all his fault that he had distanced himself from the magical world. Ginny didn’t want Harry Potter. She wanted the boy who lived. Cho wasn’t really into him. He was just a replacement for Cedric. Neville died at the last battle. Somehow, Ron and Hermione got together. He should have been more suspicious about that one. He was so stupid and naive back then.
Fucken Ron Weasley had used Amortentia on Hermione. The jealous get started to drug her when he saw that she and I were starting to get close to each other during the hunt for the horcruxes. I should have known. His rapist of a mother did the same thing to poor Arthur. By the time he had figured shit out, the whore was already knocked up.
When Harry heard about the death of Hermione, he was pulled back into the magical world. Of course Ron was still living at the burrow and so he went there to get the details on what happened. By this time, Harry had already mastered Legilimency. He didn’t just go digging into everyone’s head but by this time his intent based magic was already at a high level.
Ron’s thoughts of how he went into a jealous rage and beat Hermione to death screamed at him. In a rage, Harry Crucioed the fuck out of Ron while ripping out every thought the get had ever had. Molly heard the screams and got the same for her efforts. Lucky for him, they were the only ones home and so after he was done, he burned the whole place down. He left the dark mark in the sky as a diversion. Arthur decided not to rebuilt at the burrow after that event.
Lost in thought, Harry was startled when the control chair pinged him that the repairs had been completed. There’s a crap ton of things he wanted to get done but first things first. He need food. He decided then and there that if ne needed anything, he would just take it from the Americans. There’s the ones who fucked everything up in the first place. The least they could do was pay for some of his needs.
It was a simple thing to get everything he could want. Most of it came from American military bases. He just simply beamed it out. The scanners were so powerful, he could virtually tour anywhere on earth. With his knowledge of magic and Sam’s of alien tech, he was able to recalibrate the scanners to scan for magicals and magical areas.
It was too bad that the chair did not have the entire Alteran database but it did have some. Basic knowledge of the sciences for the Alterans and how to build and maintain all of the tech on the platform. Basic for the Alterans was thousands of times more advanced then earth so that was a big help.
Harry started slow but he soon realized that everything on the current database felt like nothing as he started to download it directly into his head. He guessed that he could take on the entire thing no problem.
With his needs taken care of and the constructers set to create a few useful gadgets for him, he moved on to some of the other task he need to complete while he waited. With the scanners, it took less then a second to find the frozen Alteran in the ice. He had her beamed directly into the cryo chamber and activated it. Then he sent out a drone to the location where her body had laid and detonated it to sanitize the area. No need to chance letting that galaxy killing plague out.
Next he locked out the rings and chair out for anyone else other then himself. No one is suppose to find this place for a long time but there’s no point in taking any chances. Scanning for all traces of Naquadah, Harry put a trace on everything he found. Most of it is Goa’uld tech. He wasn’t ready to easily deal with Seth or Hathor. Osiris was still in its jar so there is still time. Everything other then items related to those 3 was beamed to the platform and was set to be used as raw material.
Moving onto his plan to get Sirius out, it was simple actually. First, he had the constructers create a letter explaining how Sirius never got a trial and that Pettigrew was an illegal rat Animagus and he had been the secret keeper for the Potters. There was also a note that Remus Lupin can confirm this. Then he included a picture of Pettigrew in rat form living with the Weasleys that he had gotten from the scanners and constructed with the constructers. There was even a red circle on the missing digit with an arrow pointing to it, just to make sure that was not missed. The address was printed on the back just to make triple sure. Lastly he sent a note to Remus that Pettigrew was the secret keeper and that he should go and confirm this with Amelia Bones.
With a quick transport, the letters were away but he made sure to keep both Amelia Bones and Remus tracked. If things go to shit, he could just beam out Sirius. While this didn’t take up too much time, the next project he had the constructers working on had been completed. It was basically an armband with a Nero link to the chair and housed an inner dimension like what a trunk has. The runes were micro etched. This was a lot better then doing so by hand.
Harry straight away started to store away everything that he had stolen from the Americans and he even stored the constructors. Using the band to access the transporter, he beamed in the Antarctic gate and DHD. The stargate was made to accept any form of energy and the chair had wireless energy. The same as it used to power the drones.
Harry knew that there was a wall that had some of the history of the Alterans and the gate address to Atlantis on it but he already knew the address from Sam. With a mental check The ZPM showed up with a charge of 48%. Waving his hand for theatrics, Harry gave the command to diel the gate for Atlantis.