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Teal'c sat patiently on the hospital bed in ward two, as Janet checked him over.

"You appear to be fine, Teal'c. Besides your headache of course."

Sam stood next to him, her eyes unfocused and her brow furrowed. "Teal'c. . .I say we visit Harry. Maybe he will tell us something."

. . .

Sam and Teal'c were in the room Harry had been given, sitting around a small table. "Harry. We can't help you if you don't give us the information we need." Sam frowned.

The boy kept his eyes fixed on the tabletop. Teal'c leaned forward, and put his hand on his shoulder, then abruptly snatched it back, his eyes widening comically.

"Teal'c?" Sam murmured.

"Captain Carter. Please put your hand on the boy's shoulder."

Harry looked up through his fringe, confused.

Carter raised an eyebrow but complied, and then immediately imitated Teal'c's previous reaction. "It's. . . It's like there is something else here. What was that?"

"I do not know. I would suggest we make contact with the Tok'ra. They have a wider knowledge of parasitic species than we do."

"You think this is some kind of Goa'uld?"

"It could be another species with similar characteristics. Regardless, the Tok'ra should be contacted."

...

Harry watched, bemused, as a blindfolded Severus Snape was forcibly led into the "gate room" by five burly guards to stand next to him. The man was weaving slightly.

"Sir. . . ?" Harry ventured, quietly.

"H. . . Ha. . . Harrry?"

"Are you alright? Do you know where they are taking us, sir?"

" 'm a bit. Sssstrung out. Ssstil on sssssedativesss. Dun. . . Dunno." Severus replied.

In front of them the last chevron was encoded to their destination, and the connection was made, with a roar. Severus jumped, attempting to rip away from his captors. "Wormhole established!" Came a voice over the intercom.

"Harrry?! HARRY! What?!" Severus threw himself around, the lights flickered violently, and the armed soldiers behind them raised their weapons, waiting for a command.

"Sir! Stop! They're going to shoot you!" Harry yelped.

Snape froze.

"Get them out of here!" Came the general's roar over the intercom.

Harry was led up to the event horizon by Daniel, flanked by the rest of SG-1.

"It's best if you exhale before you go, Harry." Daniel murmured.

They stepped through.

...

Harry stumbled, shivering uncontrollably, and was caught by Daniel. "That's it, Harry. We're here."

THe boy looked around blearily as they descended the stone steps in front of the stargate. Large standing stones encircled them, a scattering of trees further out on rolling grasslands, barely perceptible in the mist.

"Magnificent." Daniel murmured. "These standing stones remind me of the ones I've seen in Britain. It appears to be similar in arrangement."

"Daniel." Jack grumbled. "We're here to meet the Tok'ra. Not flounce around looking at pretty rocks."

Daniel drew in a ragged breath, more than ready to counter this infuriating lack of curiosity when the other team came through, Severus at the front. Unlike with Harry, no one caught him, so when he was projectile vomited from the stargate he cannoned down the steps. Harry winced. They must have practically thrown the man through. Severus came to a stop in the moss at the bottom, groaning.

The team leader stomped to Severus, and loomed over him. "Get. Up." The man growled. If he had hair, he would have been yanking on it exasperatedly.

"No, think we'll stay here for awhile." Snape muttered.

Harry looked at his professor curiously, having noted the slight burr of an accent he wasn't familiar with, especially in relation to the ever articulate Severus Snape.

"Get up now, or you'll really have something to complain about." The team leader hissed.

"Well, someone's seen their arse, 'aven't they?" Snape cackled.

The team leader dove for Snape, but his movements were arrested by a shout from Jack. "Major Simmons! That's enough! He's drugged! What do you expect?"

Harry saw Snape smirk. The little comic tableaux was interrupted by a voice from the mist. "Greetings, SG-1." A contingent of Tok'ra approached, Selmak/Jacob at the head. He smiled, looking at his daughter.

"Dad." Sam smiled back, pleased he was among the group.

Selmak turned to Jack, adopting a business-like tone. "I have heard you need our help because you have had an unknown alien species invade your base?"

"You could say that." Jack began. "Had some major problems with the adult. The problem is they look human, but Teal'c and Carter think the boy might be a host."

Selmak glanced at Harry, but turned to the still prone Snape and walked over, joining Major Simmons in looming over the other man.

"Careful Selmak. He's been a bit difficult," Jack advised.

Snape grinned, waving indiscriminately in greeting. Selmak raised an eyebrow, and frowned. "I think it would help if he wasn't sedated so far that he's stoned out of his gourd." He drawled.

"Probably." Jack chirped.

...

Many, many, miles away, in his office at Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore was deafened by the screams of his tracking instruments.

To the guest reviewer TCH if you kept reading: What exactly would you classify as beyond belief in this fic in relation to the magic portrayed? I am curious.