21 Reflections.
Once we killed Anubis and left the whiny complaining bastard, we returned back to our world and had a meeting about our mission:
I opened with what was on my mind, "I am beginning to doubt that cloning is the answer. We ripped them out of their normal world and put them on another planet. Most of them are resenting us for letting them die without lifting a finger."
Grandpa Evans commented, "The reason for that Harry, is that we copied their minds too early, they did not face hardship. So yes, we ripped them out of their world and put them in a Science fiction situation. Then we told them to have a nice life and left them behind."
Padma sighed, "I, for one, am done with it for a couple of years. I want to start a family. We spent seven years in other Realities, and I want some time here. We are twenty-six years old. It is time for us to settle."
Grandpa Evans shook his head, "We need to set these Realities straight, but you are not the ones to do that, we can form teams of volunteers to do the cloning. But most of all, we need to correct the mistakes of our ancestors before they will come knocking on our Reality."
Susan remarked, "There are many Realities out there, when would you stop? When will it be enough?"
Hermione looked through her notes, "There may be an infinite Realities, but there are limited ones that have a Quantum Mirror. That Mirror had to be made in both Realities to make the connection. Somewhere the line ends."
Grandpa Potter offered, "I don't mind leading a team to do the Job. Harry's only contribution is to take the shuttle through the Quantum Mirror and enlarge it."
He turned to me and said, "That is because he would not trust someone else with a Time machine, am I right, Harry?"
I nodded, "Time travel is dangerous, we took big risks with it. As you said Grandfather, if you volunteer, I am fine with it."
One by one the parents volunteered for the job, Pandora, Luna's Mum, commented, "We can't abandon them. Harry has to show us how to do it and in what order."
Xxxxx
After a training session on how to get Atlantis out of the water and meet the Asgard, we explained our future plans, the old folks were ready for action. I gave Grandpa a data crystal of the objectives he and Grandma have to do themselves, like visiting Glastonbury Thor and destroying the communication stones. Removing the memories of the Goa'uld hosts is another priority.
I stepped through the Mirror, enlarged the shuttle, and went back through the Mirror, "It is all yours, Grandpa, have fun."
The first team stepped through and left, I went back through the Mirror and enlarged the second Shuttle. When the second team saw the Shuttle, they came through.
I smiled at them, "Good luck to you all."
Back home, I grinned, "Who wanted to have a baby?'
Xxxxx
In our Reality, the problems never end either, five colonies left to their planets, and five new High Councilor candidates are selected for the next batch. It was decided that the City ships Discerna and Atlantis would stay on Rigil.
The crews of the Tria and Aurora bunked in Atlantis for the first weeks, until they got drawn to the city life in Rigil City and the water sport fun in Han City. When they heard about Magical animals on Pandora, almost all of them went there to explore. That is the downside of a long life, you have seen it all after a few centuries. Magical animals are a novelty for them.
The Spacefleet was expanding, now we drafted the youngsters from fifteen to twenty-five into the fleet, we had to decide the structure of the fleet. Fleet Admiral Helia was the High Commander of the Fleet, Admiral Su Bao led the Military section, one by one the positions were filled, surprisingly, none of the Lanteans felt the need for a position. They had their fill of Spaceships.
We shelved the Auroras and Auras and stored them at Shipyard Three, now that the bad guys are eliminated, Destinies are good enough to do the job. As a status symbol and protection, each City ship will get an Aurora and Aura to guard the solar system of their Colony.
Xxxxx
New models of Spaceships are waiting for approval, they made it through the first selections, now it is time to build the prototypes. The first model we built was the Enterprise, the next generation one, under loud protest from Star Wars fans, but even they had to admit the only good-looking Space ships from Star Wars were the Imperial Star Destroyers.
Once finished, the Enterprise was a beauty, although a bit bigger than the one for the TV Show, a mile-long, and a half-mile-wide disk. The designers did a great job, this one is perfect for exploring and science assignments.
A skeleton crew did the test flight, it was not the fastest ship around, but it doesn't need to be. Anyway, she was approved for duty after a series of intense tests.
I had to approve of the bloody Millennium Falcon, those Star Wars fans did not stop their nagging, they had to change a few things though. A gun turret on a Spaceship? Repairing a Hyperdrive with a hammer and a welding machine? Ah! I have it! I will let the computer on those falcons answer in Wookie… yeah, I am more Trekkie than Warry. Bite me.
Xxxxx
Sigh, I postponed it long enough, I have to deal with the cave dwellers. By now only the rejects are living on Earth. The purebloods fanatics, Bill, Molly, Ginny, and Won-Won. Not to forget the Goblins.
I beamed a delegation up in my Harry for a talk. After we sat down in my conference room, one by one the Hard Holograms of our Councilors took place in their seats, totally freaking the Goblins out.
"Relax," I told the scared cave diggers, "pretend that they are making a floo call. Now, can you tell me why you wanted a meeting with a thief?"
An Elder stiffly answered, "We paid for that insult to you, High Councilor. We punished the ones responsible, our only excuse is the bad experiences we had with Wizards through the ages."
I added, "And a resentment that you apparently cannot put aside. The major reason for that is you are a creation of a group of wizards to protect their vaults, am I right?"
I shrugged at everyone's gasps, "It is not that hard to guess, Mermaids, Centaurs, Dwarfs, Unicorns, dragons, every Magical creature has a starting point in history. And they all start with a Magic Community. Goblins be the oldest once we drove the Goa'uld from our planet seven or eight thousand years ago."
I stopped them from protesting, "I admit, you could have helped to drive them away, that is probably why you were made so violent in the first place. I also know what you want from me, this is a hard decision we have to make here."
I turned to the Council and explained, "We welcomed the House-elves in our cities, they contribute to our society and are happy. Veela are Magical humans where a spell or ritual went wrong in the past, they are a part of us and greatly contributing to our society."
"Then there are the Werewolves," I continued, "we got the innocent ones in our cities and tagged them, if one transforms, his bracelet will erect a shield and beam him or her to a guarded area until the transformation wears off. Eventually, in time the werewolves will be cured by Daphne's department."
I turned to the Goblins, "The problem with Goblins is that they don't fit. Not on Pandora, because of their high intelligence. But not on Rigil either, because of their violent and spiteful nature. You grab your axes at the slightest insult and keep bringing it up for decades."
Padma commented, "We admit that the Wizarding world was responsible for a lot of your rebellions, a thing we want to avoid here. We offer you a choice, a place on Pandora where you can do whatever you want, or a place in our society with binding oaths to your race to follow our laws and only use violence in self-defense in service of our community."
One of the Goblin elders fumed, "We have to fight for you? That was the cause of our first rebellion! We refuse to be your meat shields!"
Padma coolly looked at the elder, "Another thing you have to control is that temper of yours. Every young one has to serve ten years in our Spacefleet, with no exceptions. It is an opportunity for them to explore the Galaxy and meet new people. Ten years is nothing for us now, we can live for centuries. We don't need meat shields, elder, those days are gone, we have spaceships for that."
Lavender spoke up, "We don't need bankers either, it is automated. Also, the last reason you went to war for, yes we can create Magic silver of the same quality as Goblin Silver."
Helia raised her hand, "It is not the first time that we let a violent creation of ours go out of control. I am certain the Wraith had a similar start as the Goblins. I hate to admit I don't know what the right solution would be. Both have their good and bad points. Speculate what we are in a few millennia with or without them."
"I am for letting them live in our cities," said Luna, "they would dominate Pandora's creatures in a few centuries. They are smart enough to adapt to our new way of life. We are not ignorant wizards anymore. Besides, they have enough of our DNA to operate our technology."
Another solution would be to put them on a planet without an Astra Porta and forget about them, but the Wraith are too fresh in our minds. Too smart to be treated as animals and not human enough to absorb them as we did with Veela. Exterminating them is a bit drastic, and leaving them on Earth is not an option either. Those little bastards keep on giving me trouble.
"We can use their skills," said Parvati, "Goblin Magic is strong, they can add their wards to our cities and reinforce our spaceships. They can be the neutral mediators between colonies, Goblins have administration skills, it was one of the reasons we let them do our banking. I vote to let them live among us. They will improve our community."
Susan pointed out, "That will only work if the Goblin nation lowers their aggression towards us. Can you guarantee that King Ragnok? You have been silent during this discussion, what are your thoughts?"
Ragnok was cautious, it was not that long he got to be the King, the last one had its head mounted on the wall next to Griphook's. He is walking on eggshells now, one wrong decision and his head can join the wall, he allowed the Silver war to happen, under protest or his head would be on that wall.
I knew about that, we monitored them preparing for that war. Swimming lessons are mandatory for their warriors now. It all depends on what the King will say or do… I hate to be him right now.
Ragnok stood up, and answered, "During the ages, our conflicts mostly started by Wizards, I have to say, some of them were our fault for escalating them. Some, like the one with High Councilor Potter, were caused by misguided pride and betrayal. We, due to the treatment of Wizards through the centuries, had to fight to keep our rights."
He turned to me, "If you told us about that Horcrux, we would have destroyed it ourselves. We had to deal with them from the time of the Egyptian Pharaohs. Griphook was at fault too for not asking the reason for your heist. Mistakes were made, and can not be undone, we can only learn from them and move forward."
Ragnok looked at the Council and made his plea, "We want a place among the stars, for that we are prepared to make a nonaggression pact between our communities, we are prepared to join your community if that is what it takes to erase your mistrust of us. Yes, we are that desperate."
That put us on the high ground, we can make any demand we want, hop on one foot every morning before breakfast! Bow 90° if you meet me! Worship me! A stinging hex woke me up.
Padma said, "We discussed those options among ourselves, now that we know the limits you are willing to go, we can offer you this. We make a Magical unbreakable pact of nonaggression between our people. You can live in sections of our cities or mingle among us. You will have the same rights and duties as our people, and have to follow our laws."
I added, "You know our history by now, the pact of the four Races included the Furlings, a warrior race. No doubt our ancestors had them in mind when they created your race. In time you could replace them as the fourth race, but not in the way you are now. Study the Furlings, and compare their warrior code with yours, so we can avoid future conflicts."
Xxxxx
We made a big show of the pact, the Councilors of the Colonies came to Rigil with a big delegation to witness it. Helia was our binder, on one side stood Ragnok and twenty Elders, on our side were the Five High Councilors of the Colonies and the five High Councilors of the next batch. Ten Councilors and I represented the main nation. Lya from the Nox and Thor from the Asgard observed the ritual
As usual, the pact needs blood, a lot of blood, thank Merlin for blood-replenishing potions. In the Holo-Stadium, a third was filled with Goblins and a third with Wizards of Rigil, the last third were representatives of the ten colonies, Veela, Werewolves, and house elves. Even a delegation of Centaurs and Merman were there to witness the pact.
Helia started the pact, "We are here to form a pact to let the Goblin Nation join New Lantea. High Councilor Potter, speak your Vows!"
My first instinct was to say bugger off little shits, but I am outvoted, and to be honest, I think they are right. I took a deep breath, raised my hand, and said out loud, "I, High Councilor Potter, Vow in the name of New Lantea to accept the Goblin Nation in our World! To grant them the same rights and duties, and let them live and prosper peacefully without discrimination from our people or government."
Ragnok raised his hand, and made his Vow, "I King Ragnok, Vow that the Goblin Nation will join New Lantea, to live according to their laws and obligations. We Vow to live peacefully together as one people and strive to improve our world in harmony. So I swear!"
I answered, "So Mote It be!"
Helia held both our hands above the chalice of blood, "Paid in blood, witnessed by the people, Vowed by the Leaders, Bound by an impartial leader, observed by allies. I, Helia, one of the last Lanteans, seal this pact, may it last for millions of years. So be it!"
Ragnok repeated, "So I swear!"
I had the last word, "So Mote It Be!"
The Magic took hold, a dome formed over me and Ragnor, then it expanded over the stadium, then it covered the planet. Parts went to the five Colonies and a fraction to Pandora, the last part covered the Goblin nation on Earth. We were lucky that we could provide the power with a ZPM or it would have drained us completely.
When the last drop of blood was used, the dome faded and the Vow took hold. Lya and Thor approached me, Thor commented, "That was an impressive ceremony, High Councilor Potter. It proved that you deserve to be one of the four great races. The Goblins remind us a lot of the Furlings."
Lya smiled, "High Commander Thor is right. You are worthy Allies, your acts prove it time and time again. May we live in peace together."
I nodded, "In peace and harmony."
Xxxxx
The celebration lasted a week, five of my girls got pregnant during that week. Fleur, Padma, Parvati, Luna, and Simone, got knocked up.
The in-laws were happy, but Mum not so much, she complained, "I am too young to be a Grandmother of five grandchildren! I am not even thirty years old!"
Dad thought to be funny, and joked, "You are still looking hot to me, Granny!"
I chuckled, "Ouch! By the look on Granny's face, that is the couch for you Grandpa!"
Mum hissed, "It sure is! I have to beat some sense in that insensitive prat."
Pandora hugged Mum, "Don't be mad, Lily, Luna should be eleven years old and yet she is with child, Xeno and I were trying to get me pregnant, it won't be long, our children will be of the same age! I can't wait for it."
Mum shook her head, "Harry would be four years old to us, Pandora! He should be playing with toys and reading some picture books, not leading a nation and getting five wives pregnant! I am not ready for that!"
I innocently commented, "You know Mum, the Medical beds can age you a decade or two if you feel too young to be a Granny."
Mum glared at me, "You have your Fathers's poor sense of humor, Harry. Don't think you are too old for a spanking."
Lavender and Astoria each grabbed an arm, Lavender smiled, "We will do the spanking, Mother-in-law"
That night, Astoria got pregnant.
Xxxxx
I beamed next to Carter, "Hello, future wife, how are you on this fine morning?"
I asked while I grabbed a sandwich from her plate, Carter dryly commented, "It is Noon here, Potter, what are you here for?"
I shrugged, "Not much, just to witness history being made by my future Spouse."
"What history are you talking about, Potter?" sighed Samantha, "is it to distract me from my work again as always?"
I protested, "That was for inspiring you, my lovely Samantha! I admit it was also to make your General jealous, he can be a prat sometimes, you know?"
Carter looked sideways at me, "More of a prat than you?"
I nodded, "Strange but true. Did you know that in the Reality Jackson visited, he shoved a Nuke through the Astra Porta to Shulak? Tealc was not happy about it, I tell you. I did not make a clone of him. Serves him right. I cloned you though, shaved some years off too. You are an early twenty-something in that reality."
Samantha sighed again, "What are you here for, Potter?"
I pouted, "Call me Harry, love, or honey, Sam! You have to learn to use endearing nicknames, like Stud or My Man! I accept Master too."
I smiled at Samantha, "As I said, I am here to watch History being made, what do you think it could be, my gorgeous wife-to-be?"
Samantha turned to me, "I am getting close to a working Hyperdrive. Is that it?"
I nodded, "That, or you are swooned by my charms and accept to be my fourteenth wife. You must know, all my wives are completely satisfied by me. I am that good."
Samantha could not be distracted and rushed to her lab. She called all the equations for the Hyperdrive up on a big screen on the wall, and started working on them. Diligently, she started to compile her notes in the way she felt was right.
I got behind her, looked over her shoulders, and teased, "So close to the answer, and yet so far away. You know, for a kiss I can show you a shortcut… no, not a kiss, a snog, nothing less, maybe with some wandering hands?"
Hermione holo-called me, "Harry? Her Majesty called me you are bugging Major Carter again. What is it this time?"
I grinned, "Get your butt here, honey, if you want to see a milestone in Earth's History! Samantha is one snog away from discovering Hyper Drive Technology. She is so close she can almost taste it."
Hermione answered, "I'll be there in ten minutes."
Samantha could not be distracted at all, she treated me like an annoying mosquito and ignored me. However, she followed my Hmms and Ah-ah's to get closer to the solution.
When Hermione beamed in the lab and copied Samantha's research, Samantha got a nervous tic in her eye. I bet she is ready to explode and chase us out of her lab.
Hermione commented, "You are right, Harry, all the math is correct, she only has to put them in the right order… and you are helping her with it, aren't you? Why is it that I am forbidden to help them, and yet you can?"
I shrugged, "Because you would give everything away, I let Samantha work for it. No, not there Honey, it will go boom that way. It was your idea to give her Majesty that Al'kesh and Death Glider, wasn't it? You even gave the early equations for that Hyper Drive."
Hermione scoffed, "And do you remember why I was allowed to give it? Your fault, Harry Potter! No, Major Carter, that has to go first, that will open the window to Hyperspace. You know that Earth needs to get Hyperspace Technology, Harry. We went over that already, even when they are eight decades too soon for it. Almost there, Major Carter, reverse these two."
"I still say they are not ready for it Hermione," I argued, "even when Samantha placed that one here and the stabilizing there, they still lack navigation, shields, and scanners. Their inner dampers and gravity plates are a joke too."
Hermione shook her head, "Those are minor details that can be reverse-engineered from the Al'kesh, Harry. Getting the Hyperdrive working is more important. Like, use Trinium for the casing. Duranium or Titanium will not get the results you need, but it will get them to the Asteroid belts that have Trinium."
"It will limit the size of their spaceship, Hermione," I pointed out, "anything bigger than three hundred feet will be as slow as a slug. It would take six years to reach Sirius A and there is nothing good there."
Hermione nodded, "Two hundred fifty feet would be ideal for their first Spaceship. They need to study the Al'kesh better though, the Inertial dampers they developed will get them killed. They are barely adequate for sub-light speed. Come, breakfast is almost over."
Before I beamed out, I whispered in Samantha's ear, "I hope you listened, wife fourteen, you owe me a snog."
That day was recorded that Earth solved the Hyperdrive Technology by Major Samantha Carter. She refused to take full credit, she nominated Hermione as the major contibuter to develop the technology. She is too honest for her own good. That is why I like her.
Xxxxx
When I set Gramps to the fifteenth Reality, a week later he came back to ask, "Harry? There is a prior converting the Jaffa. It seems the Ori made it here. What do we do? Abandon the mission? If they know we are from another Reality that will bring problems to our door."
22 Home.
Quickly, I calculated my options: "The Priors function as a medium for the Ori. There is no doubt they will notice time travel. Start the City on Rigil and the shipyards. I fear we have to need the Auroras for this. You can go to Asgard and solve the Replicator and cloning problems. That will free their armada to assist in our war against the Ori."
"I will search for Merlin and his solution for the Ori," he continued after some thinking, "According to my Vambrace he was working on something to solve that. Lay low for the moment, maybe you can get Earth straightened out."
"There is nothing to straighten, Harry. There are almost no wizards on Earth anymore. According to the data, the witch hunts were more intense, and three Dark Lords in a row made it so that they got hunted down completely." said Gramps while he shook his head,
Gramps checked his datapad, "All the magic places are ruins or disappeared. Diagon Alley is gone, so is the Rue Magique and the Mercato Magico. All of them are gone, muggle buildings are in its place now."
"What about the Astra Porta?" I asked, "Are they exploring the Galaxy?"
"Yes, and they are making a mess out of it. The NID is robbing all they can get their hands on. I am starting to doubt they are worth our efforts." Grandpa nodded, "they are in that mountain, and NID is in area 51."
Gramps has a point, I am not comfortable to have the Ori next door though. It is time to get Merlin's Mantle out of the mothballs. Too bad, I thought that erasing Vala Mal Doran's memories of the Goa'uld would be enough to avoid trouble. They must have found another way.
I shrugged, "It still is our mess. If we allow to get the Ori a foothold in that Galaxy, it will easily spread to ours. Check Glastonbury Thor out, secure the outpost, defrost Alianna, and remove all the Goa'uld that infiltrated Earth. Set long and short-ranged scanners out, that should be enough."
It will stir enough attention to let them know a new player is in town, but not enough to draw attention from the Priors.
Xxxxx
I entered the restricted cargo bay of The Potter, where I stored all the sensitive stuff. The Arthur's Mantle device was stored here too, I connected it to the power grid and activated it. It recognized the Vambrace and allowed total access to the data banks. To copy the building plans of the Sangraal was easy for me.
SG1 had to jump through a lot of hoops to find the one Merlin already built, I can build one of my own right here and now. The Potter is not detectable by the Others or Ori, due to the wards we put on them, an ideal place to build my stuff. I bet the Others are frustrated by us for being able to hide from them.
It took a few hours to build the Sangraal. Once done, I called a new Corvette in and started to modify it, I installed the biggest Hyperdrive, strongest shield generators, and best cloaking device in it. Warded against detection of the Ori and Others, I added two ZPMs to power everything up. Runed with Reparo and cooling Runes will keep everything in top shape. At last, I installed an Astra Porta, and the Corvette was ready for duty.
As a finishing touch, I added some cloning and stasis pods. Yeah, I made a clone of me and the girls. I put them all in stasis and connected them with the Virtual Reality. After that. I connected the controls of the Corvette to the VR Corvette. That way it could be steered from the Virtual Reality of the Stasis pods, and they have total control over the Corvette.
Our last action was to load it up with ZPMs and construction-beaming Droids, scanners, and droid weapons. The wives and I watched the Corvette leave for the Ori Galaxy.
"Will they be alright? It is a trip of more than a year even with their fast speed," asked Padma with a worried look on her face.
"That is why a Potentia is powering the Hyperdrive," answered Hermione, "the speed of the Hyperdrive depends on the power it receives, I am more worried that they are getting bored in the Virtual Reality."
"There is enough to do besides shagging," shrugged Parvati, "the long-range scanners will be collecting enough data to keep them busy. The trajectory leads them past by enough Galaxies to keep them from getting bored. They can even stop and put an Astra Porta in every Galaxy they pass."
Astoria asked, "Harry? Are you going to do the same in the other Realities?"
I shook my head, "Only I am different enough from the original Harry to survive in a different Reality, I could at most take local Hermione along, there was no connection with the other girls to risk taking them along. That would be kidnapping them."
"Besides," I said when I turned to Astoria, "it would not be the same. Those girls are different from you."
"My alter ego would not mind, I bet Simone, Clair, Adele, Nicole, and Fleur would not either," commented Louise. That is no surprise, Veela are attracted to powerful Wizards, and I am one… no, that is not bragging!
"I talked with my alter egos," Tracey gave her opinion, "they did not think much of the local Harry, but they envied us for you. Even the Astorias and Daphnes envied me."
"My Luna's wanted to have your babies too, Harry." Luna dreamily commented, "I told them it was you who gave us our babies back."
"Lavender, Tracey, Hermione, Louise, and Simone, will go with Harry to the other Realities and ask if any of our alter egos are interested in traveling with a clone of our Harry to another Galaxy and building a new life." We can't let Harry set off alone. Harry, you better start on your clones." decided Padma, she looked around, one by one they all agreed.
Xxxxx
I located the planet of Merlin, he made quite a quest for it, visiting three planets to get a clue for the last one, when we reached the last planet, we faced the Dragon that was guarding his body.
Looking at the dragon, I called out to it, "A Hungarian Horntail would be more impressive, Ganos Lal! Change into a human form so we can talk." I saw the TV episode, or I would not have known it was not a real dragon.
Ganos Lal, aka Morgana, changed into a pretty woman of about twenty-five, with a guarded look she said, "Harry Potter, you are disturbing the future we foresaw, you are an anomaly in our calculations."
"Maybe you should stop doing Mathematics and let us live our lives the way we want it," I shrugged, "You know the Ascended are in the wrong here. Do not deny it, Morgana! The plague, the Wraith, both could have been avoided if those bastards from above got off their ass."
I glared at her, "Tell them to back off, they had their chance to do something, now it is our turn. We are not your puppets, Morgana. We don't exist to amuse them, they are not our Ancestors anymore, not after what they put us through."
If you think about it, they did nothing to prevent the plague, they watched billions die in this Galaxy and in the Pegasus Galaxy. They just watched it happen. We were forced to let it happen to prevent a Time Paradox, once the loop was closed, we made our changes to Earth to save as many as we could. Fuck them.
Morgana sighed, "We will be watching, Harry Potter. Be careful what you are about to do."
I sighed too, "They better keep it at watching, Grandmother. They didn't do shit for millions of years, they better don't start now."
Morgana shook her head and left. Am I right? Wrong? Who cares, it is my view on the facts. For example, the reason why they don't break that many records during the Olympic games anymore. Some say the human body is at the limit. I say they spent more time in the barbershops doing those ridiculous hairdos than they spent time training their body. But... That is my opinion.
Xxxxx
We beamed Merlin with his Stasis pod up into the Potter and left after we looted the place clean. We cloned a new body for him and transferred his mind. He was not a happy bloke when he woke up in a twenty-year-old body.
He grumbled, "Why did you put me in a clone, Boy?"
I showed my Vambrace, "Because we could use you, Grandpa. We had some shitty years behind us, we are back in space again and could use an old experienced Counselor."
"We had to run away from Atlantis, boy!" he almost shouted, "How is that for experience? Do you want me to lead you to another disaster? It proved back then that I was not fit to lead. What is the situation in this and the Pegasus Galaxy?"
"The Wraith are gone, the Goa'uld too. At this moment, we have a growing population of four million people and when the next batch leaves, we will have colonies on ten planets. All magical creatures are collected and placed on one planet preserve." answered Susan.
When Merlin looked at Susan, he asked, "That is all fine and dandy, girl, what about the Centaurs? Veela? Goblins? Merman? Did you put them all on that planet? What are you going to do with them? Harvest them for body parts?"
Luna snapped at him, "What did you not understand about Preserve, Young Man? We don't need those body parts anymore. We keep them because they are our responsibility. They are part of our History now.
"Veela, Goblins, House Elves, and Werewolves are part of our community, so are the crews from the Tria and Aurora battleships. Alianna is a proud member of our race," explained Susan.
"Maybe you are not needed in this reality," I commented, "but you certainly are needed in the other Realities we fixed. Read this data pad and we will discuss it with the Council." I handed him a data pad with the recent History. Merlin frowned when he read what happened after he left, meh, he will come around.
Xxxxx
I cloned Merlin in the other Realities, while their bodies were growing, we toured the Realities to explain the Situation. In most of them, Helia is the High Councilor, who was relieved that Moros came to help out. Having Moros/Merlin on the wheel connected the wizards and Lanteans closer.
Helia might be a good captain but is not that charismatic, having Merlin made the transition between the clones and the new immigrants smoother. Once people knew Merlin was recruiting, they rushed to join.
In the meantime, I ordered the changes to the Corvette and created the Sangraal in the Potter. The girls talked to their alter egos about my plans and asked if they were interested.
At night, we discussed the responses. Lavender reported, "All my alter egos want to leave once they found out I got kicked out of my home for having scars. No Lunas, or Patils, although they were interested to let a clone travel with you, Harry."
"The same with mine, the Daphnes and Astorias," added Tracey, "some originals want to travel with you, and some agreed to let a Clone travel with you. Not all of them, about ten out of fifteen realities.
"Almost everyone wants to travel with you, Harry. Once I told them it was you that started all this, they wanted to join," reported Nicole with a smile on her face.
She looked apologizing at Fleur, "Five of you went back to Bill after he swore an oath that he never used potions on you. Ten Bills could not swear that, they are Muggles now. Of the ten, only four wanted to come with you. Five Gabrielles volunteered to go in her place. There are other Veela that wanted to travel with you, Harry."
"Some of the Hermione's want to come, but most did not want to share. Of the fifteen Realities, they used potions on us in ten of them. Five Ginnys want a spot." sighed Hermione, "They are from the Realities without potions, they took an oath on that."
"You never told us what you planning to do, once you got there, Harry. What are your plans?" asked Astoria, "are you going to do the same as here?"
I grinned, "I am going to build an Empire, that whole Galaxy is at the level of the pre-industrial era, it will be easy to conquer them once the Ori are gone. The Priors will help when I prove that the Ori never planned to Ascend them."
"Empress Astoria… I like it!" giggled Astoria, "I can wear a Tiara and have a bigger throne than Dumbledore's."
Hermione was puzzled, "Why not the same settings as in this Galaxy, Harry? These old laws are perfect for us."
I shook my head, "There are no magical people in that Galaxy, Hermione. Normal humans only, to keep the crowd suppressed, the miracles of the Priors are more like miracles that way. There could be some with mental powers, but I bet they are not trained."
Lavender groaned, "If they knew your plans, I bet more of our alter egos would love to go with you, Harry."
I protested, "Hey! Asking them was not my idea! It is not that I need a big harem to go there, it was you girls who wanted to give your alter egos a chance to travel with me and build a new life." I did not protest that hard, to be honest. When they are offering a bunch of girls on a platter, you do a minimum of protests before you cave in and accept them all.
Xxxxx
A month later, fourteen fully loaded Corvettes took off to the Ori Galaxy. One by one we saw them leave, it still blew my mind that so many girls wanted to move to another Galaxy. True, most of them were clones, and the originals remained here, but come on! Four Samantha Carters decided to send a clone with me. The original from the first Reality we fixed, left with my clone.
At least they had the most recent copy of their original mind and knew who and what they were and the mission they were on. Well, they have more than a year to get to know each other in the Virtual Reality.
We put the fifteenth Reality on hold, we put our long-range scanners to search for the Astra Porta the Priors came through, and the number of Priors that are here in this Galaxy. For now, the Goa'uld and Priors are arguing about who are the real Gods.
I knew we had to interfere when a prior was raising a force field on a planet and it was growing with the attacks of the Ha'taks. If I remember right, once the planet is covered with that force field, the Astra Porta will send modules through, to form a super Astra Porta to allow spaceships to travel through.
We had to hurry, once the giant Astra Porta was formed that planet would implode to a singularity and provide the energy for that monster. I approached the planet under a cloak with my Potter of this Reality. From a distance, I disconnected the Astra Portas on the planet and beamed them up. That way the Prior's effort was meaningless.
"You were helping that Prior, you idiots! If you see a force field grow when you fire on it, stop firing on it! For worms pretending to be Gods, you are stupid ones." was the message I broadcasted to the Goa'uld. It was stupid, if you see a shield grow, you stop and investigate instead of firing at it.
It was lucky there were no alter egos in this Reality, we could stay as long as we wanted. My next course of action was to disconnect all Astra Portas. That will limit the Priors in their movements for at least a few months, I knew we could not stop them, but it is a start.
Xxxxx
Carter did listen to me, a skeleton of a Spaceship was forming, two hundred fifty feet long, while Wife Fourteen was debugging the Inertial dampeners and Gravity field. She was more comfortable around me after she allowed a clone to travel to the Ori Galaxy. I still don't know how Hermione convinced her to do that.
Maybe it was the promise of a brand new force shield for her spaceship, or it was the communicator… no, my darling wife can not be bribed. It was pure love that convinced her to send a clone along. Love, the greatest Magic of them all, with fourteen… thirteen and a clone wives, I can confirm that statement. So what if I gave her a force shield instead of flowers? It still counts as romantic!
Lately, that annoying McKay was sniffing around my Samantha, trying to woo her with the feeble skills he demonstrated when he tried to improve the gravity plates. He did not succeed though, somehow his improvements all failed. I had nothing to do with that… a mild confundus can be overcome easily by a strong mind. My Samantha solved it in the end. Ah, pure love.
Xxxxx
Life went on, the girls were very pregnant now, they got the usual pregnancy quirks, strange eating behaviors, mood swings, and improved sex drive. I did not complain about that last one, I hope the kids are not born with a headache, though.
The other girls are getting in a nesting mood, like you get hungry when you see someone eat delicious food, or you get horny when you see a couple shag… I could say monkey see, monkey do… but that would end with me sleeping on the couch. By the time my first children were getting ready to face the world, the rest of the girls were pregnant. Susan and Hannah got knocked up too, Neville is a nervous wreck.
The forty City ships are gone, forty colonies, ten in the Pegasus Galaxy and thirty in this one. Shipyard Three is making new ones. It takes six months to build one, it sucks up resources like a bitch.
"We have to relocate Shipyard Three soon," I announced at a Council meeting, "almost everything in reach of the Construction beaming droids is depleted. Mining One and Two are still going strong with the amplifiers that doubled the range of the beams."
"We need another shipyard to keep up with the demand for Enterprises," reported Helia, "Now that the people on earth know that the young ones have to serve from fifteen to twenty-five, they are streaming in once they reach their legal age for a chance to explore the Galaxy."
"We can activate the Auras again," suggested Su Bao, "They can be operated with a crew of five, but they can house a thousand easily. They are faster than the Enterprises, they are ideal for long-range assignments. That will take care of the overflow, we need pilots for them however, there are about five hundred Auras ready for use."
"They are not suited for science missions, General Su Bao," commented Hermione, "we designed them with War and transporting goods in mind. We had the stationary science/battle station for that."
Su Bao nodded, "We are aware of that, this is a stopgap until the production can keep up with the demand. They can be stored again eventually, for now, we need all the ships we can get our hands on until the rush is over."
Xxxxx
I got my first children! Fleur gave me a wonderful daughter called Veronique like her Grandmother, Luna's daughter was named Pandora. Padma's twin boys are Mahendra and Rakesh, named after her Grandfathers. Parvati's twin girls are Fatima and Layla named after her Grandmothers. Simone's Daughter was named Isabelle, like her sister. Astoria is due in a month.
Thank the Niffler for House elves! They found a new calling, they work in daycare centers and aided couples with newborns. With maintenance droids and cleaning bots doing the bulk of the work, they focused on childcare. Most young couples were grateful for their help, even with their newfound Magic, House Elves are that good with babies.
We made a pact with the House Elves in the style we did for the Goblins, fair treatment, freedom to select their home, free traveling, and access between all the colonies. It benefited all of us, they have work and our children are taken care of. Dobby and Winky are taking care of our kids. Yeah, we got them back too.
We relocated the werewolves to a planet without a moon, we discovered that the curse does not activate when there is no moon. Colony Lupin was a happy colony. We tried to remove the curse by cloning a new body, but the curse was anchored in the mind, so the moon-free planet was a blessing.
Xxxxx
An intergalactic Astra Porta opened, and a data crystal was pushed through with a Holo call from my Clone, "The Ori are toasted, we also found the Ark of Truth and activated it," he reported, "The Priors are working for us now. They have awesome spaceships, a thousand of them, they are ours now. The Ori were preparing an invasion, Harry. Somehow they knew we were back in space. There must have been some tracking devices that detect our technology."
"Great job, Harry, but first meet the kids. I'll send the data and pictures over right now," I proudly bragged about my kids, I continued, "Did you find something interesting along the way?"
"We passed a hundred Galaxies," reported Holo Harry, "we seeded the empty ones with an Astra Porta. Some were populated with intelligent life, none looked like us though. The addresses are in the Data crystal."
The wives received the holo calls from their clones, while Harry and I were discussing his future plans, "I'll start first with a Mining planet to create construction beaming droids," he explained, "Then I build a home base on each planet with an education center. Instead of teaching them everything at once, we will take it slow. The people are not ready to take such a big step."
"Home Base?" I asked chuckling, "knowing me it will be more like a palace."
Harry shrugged, "You know me, I am going to build an Empire or die trying. There is no opposition against me, so this Galaxy is for me to Rule."
"The Universe is Huge, Harry," I commented smiling, "There is room enough for everyone. In a way you have it easier than me, they are united and there is no opposition from neighbors."
I got serious, and asked, "What do you think of getting a bunch of Lanteans over to fill the empty spots up there?"
"That is a dirty can of worms you want to open, Harry," Harry softly replied, "Why the fuck do I want fresh ones up there? I just got rid of the old ones!"
"Think about it, Harry, eventually people will Ascend again, if I send some Lanteans your way, you could make a pact with them to only let them interfere if they foresee calamities or Galaxy-wide events that could destroy your Empire." I proposed.
I explained it further, "They could be the new leaders of the Ascended, and could prevent disasters like the plague, Wraith, and Goa'uld from happening."
Harry was silent for a minute, then he answered, "An Oath on their Ascended Soul, for those who want to come, Harry." he sighed, "There is no doubt the Other Ascended will know the Ori are gone and will try to visit. We should fill the spot with loyal ones. We still have the Sangraal to teach them manners.
"Ah, in the Data Crystal are the schematics of the Ark of Truth. You can use it on the priors. We have to stop, the ZPM is almost depleted. Call me in exactly one week, this time." were his last words before the connection was cut.
Xxxxx
Calling Clone Harry means depleting a ZPM in less than twenty minutes, well, we have plenty of those. The Data Crystal was a gem! All the scanning data from all the Galaxies they passed by, dialing addresses for the Astra Portas they seeded, and the building plans for the Ark of Truth.
We discussed my idea with the girls, "I am for it," proclaimed Padma, "That way Harry has the Ascended ones on his side, not overbearing Ori or passive calamity tourists like the Others. A lot of those planets still worship the Ori, this way there will be a benevolent replacement that receives the prayers."
All the Lanteans were gathered in the Holo Stadium, I took the stage and looked around, "Lanteans! Yes, you are the last of the official Lanteans. Yesterday my Clone reached the Ori Galaxy and paid them back for what they did to us with the Plague."
I paced up and down on the stage, "As of this moment, the Ori are no more! Moros designed a device that disturbed the energy on the Higher Plane, which killed them all," I had to wait for the shouting to stop.
When they calmed down, I made my plea, "Harry is making an offer to you, next week I will open a connection with that Galaxy, and the ones that want to live there and eventually Ascent, are welcome," I held my hands up to stop them, "He demands an Oath on your Ascended Soul that you will watch over that Galaxy, and warns for calamity events and help for situations like the plague."
I looked at them, "I agree with Harry. The Ori were wrong, but so were the Others, the Ori were too controlling, and the Others were too scheming. Both saw us as entertainment. I leave the decision to stay or go open for everyone. It will be a fresh start without the repression of the Others, ask Moros what they are about."
Padma came up the stage, "Every Lantean has received a data package with information about the Home Galaxy, as we are calling it now. The Galaxy that was our first Home."
Xxxxx
A week later, three quarters of the Lanteans moved to the Home Galaxy. One by one the Harries from the other Realities called in and reported their success we explained what we did with our Lanteans and why, soon they too got Lanteans over to populate the empty spot.
In the fifteenth Reality, I activated the Ark of Truth in front of a Prior, the poor man gasped when he noticed the betrayal of the Ori. That must have hurt like a bitch, knowing you were played for a fool.
"We have sent some of our kind over to take the Ori's place," I explained, "Once they Ascend, they will never claim to be Gods, but they will watch over the people. If you can return to your Galaxy on your own you may leave in peace, otherwise, be here next week, we will open a Porta for you."
Xxxxx
Epilogue.
15 Years later,
I have about forty children, I exhausted Samantha's patience until she caved in, we have two boys by the way. I love every kid, but with the family gatherings, I wear earmuffs. Mum got two more kids, a boy and a girl. Sirius, you ask? He is buggering Lupin. Tonks found a husband, a Grandson of Su Bao, they are happy. Neville, Susan, and Hannah have seven children.
Eleven children are about to start their service in the Starfleet, eight of mine, two from Neville and one from Mum. Rose enlisted last year. There was no Hogwarts train or a Castle they were heading to, their destination was the Galaxy and all its secrets.
My grandparents reached the end of the Quantum Mirrors on both ways, a total of a hundred and eight Realities. There were big differences the further they went from our Reality, but in the end, we set them all straight. A hundred and eight Emperors! A hundred and nine with our Reality included.
We were shamelessly putting our clones in Realities that did not have our Alter Egos. We have to get something back for our trouble after all. There are an awful lot of our clones running around in those Realities.
We populated the Pegasus Galaxy too, reclaimed all our Technology, and cleared debris from the Wraith. The Asgard claimed some planets that have the metals they use for their technology, we are old Allies, and the place is big enough for all.
Xxxxx
150 Years later.
I am still alive, so are my wives, children, grandchildren, and… you know what I mean. Every thirty to forty years a new generation will get my numbers up. To be honest, I lost count, some of them promoted free love and planted their seed in every willing cunt. Some of the girls let their cunt get filled too.
Slowly we put our mark on the Galaxy, we dug up the Astra Portas that were buried in the sediment or seeded a new one. We made trade agreements with friendly neighbors, smashed some skulls from unfriendly ones, like the Ashen, last I heard they had a fertility problem. So sad.
The Goblins you ask? They are a friendly bunch, somehow they all can swim, but they hate the sea with a passion. They integrated completely into our society, great warriors and administrators too.
From time to time Emperor Harry contacts me, it used to be every year, but now it is every ten years. He is having a blast.
Xxxxx
1500 Years later.
Around this period a lot of my close friends ended their life cycle, they could keep on going, but the drive was not there anymore. Neville, Susan, and Hannah ended it together at the Home Galaxy and tried to Ascend. When they let it know they succeeded, the Home Galaxy became a pilgrimage destiny. Until I pointed out that there are empty Galaxies close by that have plenty of room upstairs.
That was a reason to spread out to other Galaxies, soon the Local Group of Galaxies was colonized by us.
Xxxxx
15000 Years later.
Who cares, I kicked the bucket a long time ago.