Would you believe me if I said my computer broke again? Honestly, it did! It took nearly a month to get everything working again and I am now down sixty five dollars (bummer…) Basically the cord (I have a laptop) and battery got in a fight and WHAM! Oro is down without a computer…

Well, none the less, here it is. Much later then planed, but here none the less. Please read the AN at the bottom.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter or Stargate and Stargate SG-1, but the plot belongs to me.

Warnings: Not much… the occasion swear word, but nothing too bad

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Smashing Realities and the Likes : Part Eleven

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By the time Daniel awoke it had been several hours since his collapse. The bright lights of the infirmary were just as bright as he remembered them, the room just the same as it had been before, even the antibacterial smell of the place was the same. But things felt different. But, he speculated, visions always made him feel a bit weird… and one this big was bound to have some strange affects. Damn.

The brightness he had seen through his eyelids was nearly blinding with his eyes open. The glaring, plastic covered, florescent lights waged battle with his sore eyes for a full minute before he was adjusted. These lights were everywhere, filling the hallways and the mess-hall and even his office with the only source of light in the depths of the mountain. They were stark and it had taken him quite a while to get used to it when he had first come here. It was so different from the light of colleges and street lights. So different from the candle lit corridors of Hogwarts.

He turned his sore eyes to his right. There, on a bed identical to his own, lay Severus Snape.

And then the memories hit him.

Severus, at his apartment, asking him for something… what was it? Help! That was it, he wanted help.

Severus again, but this time at a planet - a planet SG-1 had 'gated to.

Jack, upset. Severus aiming his wand and a bullet ringing out.

Severus at the SGC - hurt.

Janet asking questions.

And then the vision.

Daniel sat there for a very long time before moving, blinking even, and uttering a nearly silent, "Oh my god…" His voice was horse, almost inaudible, but understandable none the less, and Janet, who had a habit of popping out of nowhere, immediately came to his side.

"I'm glad you're awake, I was getting worried." Only part of Daniel was aware of the concern in her voice, the gentleness she held for all of her patients, even the infamous Jack O'Neil. Another part of him was gawking at the sheer atrocity of what had happened in the last few hours, and the last reserved bit was wondering how his uncle was doing.

He licked his lips. They were dry and continued to be dry despite his licking. He was nervous. None of this mess was suppose to happen - he was never suppose to see these people again… and yet here Severus was… "Oh my god…" This was a complete and total disaster. He wrung his hands over his face only to find a needle stuck through the back side of his wrist. He began to breathe faster. Damn it, this was so screwed up! The SGC wasn't suppose to know about the Wizarding World - come to think of it, no one in the United States was suppose to know about them either - no one wanted another witch hunting epidemic.

"Oh my god," he said a third time and Janet frowned at him, "This wasn't suppose to happen," he continued, "none of it was! We had it all planed out!"

Janet, calm as ever, put her hand on his shoulder and asked him if he wanted a cup of tea, decaffeinated of course. He politely said yes and she left him for a few minutes to fetch a pot, giving him ample time to think of things he had been trying no to. Like what the hell to do.

General Hammond, Daniel reasoned, surely had been told a great many things by now, most of which would probably be from Jack's point of view. He would have also been told of how Severus was at his own apartment just a half hour before appearing at a planet light-years away. That would probably raise a few questions - questions he really didn't feel like answering. How was one to explain to the top military officer in a top secret facility that your uncle, a former spy and Potions Master, had apparated from Scotland to your apartment and then to the said planet light-years away. The answer: with great difficulty, and most likely involving a call on that lovely red phone.

But more important than the 'explaining' part of the problem, was the 'what do we do next' part, and that part involved Severus Snape. What exactly did one do with an ex-spy who had been exiled from his own country? You couldn't very well send him back and hope to have him returned in one piece, nor could you really keep him in such a precarious political position as they were in.

Just then, Janet, with tea pot in one hand and a mug in the other, walked back into the room. Where she had managed to get them he didn't know, and honestly he wasn't sure if he wanted to. That woman had an odd way of getting what she wanted, no matter how absurd it sounded to everyone else.

"There is something I should probably tell you," she said as she sat herself down on the previously talked about plastic chair sitting next to Daniel's bed, "Just after you collapsed - a subject we will be getting to soon," There was no arguing with her when she was like this. Kind as she was, there was still that military aspect to her that could not be ignored, "A very interesting woman came to the infirmary. She called herself Madam Pomfrey. You wouldn't know anything about her would you?"

God damn it! Things just couldn't be simple could they? Who knew the woman who had often taken care of him after his visions and collapses would come apparating in after his first one in nearly ten years. The coincidences just continued to pile up on him. He sighed and was tempted to swear again, but refrained himself, mostly for his reputation. He wasn't a man who was known for his dirty mouth like Jack was and though in circumstances like these he had a tendency to let himself get away with things he normally wouldn't, he still attempted to keep up his politeness. "Yes, she is the … nurse … at the school I used to go to when I was in high school." That seemed the best way to explain it.

Janet gave him another frown and a mistrusting glance. Not that he blamed her of course, he wouldn't have trusted himself either. "We'll get to that later, but now I want to know what happened to you, and what I can to help that man over there," she pointed to Severus, who was still sleeping soundly, "who is apparently not completely human." That gleam Sam often got in her eye when discussing the properties of the Stargate appeared in Janet's and she had to pause to calm herself. "It's just like I was telling Jack; although he is as 'human' as you and I, some things are different. His blood, for example, is not a particular type, not any type at all really and as far as I know it is completely unique. Do you mind explaining that to me?"

Strange as that information was, it wasn't a complete surprise to Daniel, who had always thought there was a scientific reason for just about anything - wizards included. The fact that their genetic make-up was slightly different could be a perfect reason for their strange abilities. Although Daniel himself was not a Wizard he had often wondered why some people were and others not.

The truth of the matter was though, that he had no idea why, and explaining wizards to Janet would be quite difficult.

And yet he had to.

He took another sip of tea to cover his pause and set the cup in his lap. He twisted his hands for a minute before continuing. This was going to be quite difficult indeed, but Janet was probably the best person to tell it to. "Well," another pause. This was harder than he thought, "I told you that Severus was different didn't I?"

Janet nodded her head, "Yes, and his blood culture proves it."

"Well, there are more people like him - in Europe mostly as far as I know. They make up a secret society of sorts." He took another sip of the decaffeinated earl before noticing he was almost out. "It's not just their blood that makes them different. They have certain talents that have driven them away from muggles, those are normal people like you and me, and towards their hidden life."

Janet patiently nodded for him to continue.

"Maybe it would be better if I explained it this way: You know the witch hunting trials here, in the United States all those years ago? Well… they were mostly killing off muggles, but the fear was well placed. During the original migration of Europeans to the U.S. a fair number of … people like Severus… went with them, to escape an oppression of their own. Well unfortunately they didn't escape it too well, and many of the people who were also leaving Europe were the ones they were running from."

"Do you mean to tell me, Daniel Jackson, that there is a secret society of witches living in Europe?" Janet had an incredulous look on her face and Daniel couldn't really blame her. At least she wasn't reacting like Jack would have - blowing up and then laughing.

"Well, actually, most of them live in Scotland and then London. But basically, yes."

As a medical doctor, Janet was trained to not be gullible, to believe only what she knew. But as a medical doctor of the SGC, she was trained to believe just about anything from alien viruses to nano infected children. Why would genetically alien witches be all that different? She sat there for several minutes, soaking in that information, often looking first at Daniel and then at the still sleeping Severus Snape. "And what did you say your relation to him was?" she asked, pointing towards the Potions Master.

Daniel looked at him for a moment before answering. "His brother adopted me, so I guess he is an uncle of sorts, but I'd call him a friend more than anything."

"Adopted…" she trailed off. "I've already seen your blood more times than I've wished to and obviously yours is not like his at all, but his blood loss is something we need to deal with, and infection too. Do you have any ideas?"

It appeared, to Daniel at least, that the young doctor was stumped. She had handled numerous alien cases before, but none that had a need for a blood that wasn't there.

Daniel slapped himself on the head, his empty tea cup nearly sliding out of his lap. How stupid could he be! Janet gave him a strange look but he ignored it. "Poppy! Where did you say they put Poppy, we can use her!"

The strange look returned and he felt the need to elaborate. "Poppy Pomfrey, you said she came here. She is a witch too. Even if their blood isn't the same, she is a medi-witch - a doctor! What was I thinking!"

His enthusiasm traveled to her and she leaped from the chair and bounded down the hallway -

Only to collide with one most disheveled Sam Carter.

"Sam!" Janet exclaimed, looking over the young woman to make sure a horrible malady hadn't over come her before immediately continuing, "Where is that Pomfrey woman?"

Sam stared at her, eyes wide for a full three seconds before flying into action. "That's why I was coming down here! She claims to be a witch!"

Janet shared a look with Daniel and turned back to the major. "I'm afraid Sam, that things are quite complicated right now, but I think that she is one, and we need her down here right now."

Sam, flustered but knowing when not to ask questions, nodded her head and tore out of the infirmary.

"Well Daniel," Janet said, enthusiasm now replaced with curiosity and slight concern, "let's move off the subject of witches and on to you." She seated herself once again in the chair and sent the anthropologist a look that in the infirmary could be translated to, 'You can't escape now, you are in the hands of Janet Fraiser, head honcho,'. "You had all of us quite worried when you collapsed, and I need to know, as your doctor, what happened."

Daniel rubbed the bridge of his nose, simultaneously relieving his headache and pushing up his glasses before making eye contact with his said doctor. "This is almost just as weird as Severus," he warned.

"Try me, I think I'm desensitized to weirdness now."

He exhaled and continued, "Ever since my parents died, and I was first placed in a foster, I have been having visions." The incredulous look appeared on Janet's face, but it was toned down, "They were just little, you know, five minute deals, during which I would fall asleep. They got steadily worse, but nothing like this. I would see things, not dreams like you do when you normally enter R.E.M. sleep, but things that didn't happen yet, or things that already had, but I wasn't there to see it. Then when I was fifteen Severus' brother, David, adopted me and took me to Hogwarts, that's the school Severus taught at. They taught me how to control them really, to the point that they were useful not painful. Then I finished school and that was that. This is the first vision I've had in over ten years."

"Visions."

Daniel nodded.

"With you, Daniel, life is never dull, that's for sure. When your not dying of an alien disease you come to me wounded and then if not that you are having visions.

"I always wondered why Oma took to me, allowed me to ascend even though it wasn't the norm. I suppose it had something to do with Severus and the visions I had…" He stopped himself. "But I don't know why I have them, or even how. I always assumed I had a slight bit of magic in me, like the wizards do. They call people born out of a wizarding family who is non-magic a squib, I always guessed I was a bit like one of those, just barely enough to make anything work, and none at all for even a very small wand."

"I'll check your blood for some slight anomalies that I might have over looked before. There might be something I just didn't see because I wasn't expecting it. I'm also going to put you under a C.A.T. scan."

Daniel groaned but didn't argue.

"Are there usually any side affects? Headaches? Nausea? Weakness?"

"Headaches sometime. I don't know Janet, its been years."

"That's fine… that's fine." She stood up. "Sam should be back soon." And just as she said it Sam, leading a flustered Poppy Pomfrey, and followed by Jack and Teal'c rounded the doorway.

"Oh wonderful!" said Janet before she began to shout commands to the nurses in white. Another bed was wheeled to them and Poppy, who was standing with her hands on her hips, was quickly seated on its foot. "Now-"

"Oh, look at Severus! He looks positively awful! What in Merlin's beard have you done to the man?" Jack, who was standing off to the side shifted from one foot to the other and generally looked uncomfortable. Poppy though gave no one time to respond. "And is that little Daniel! Oh my, you have grown up haven't you. You were just a scrawny little thing for so long. I though you would never grow! And look at you now, all grown up and strong!" She paused to breathe before continuing, "Have you gone and hurt yourself again? He was always a bit of a klutz," She said this remark to Sam, who was staring wide eyed at them both.

Janet, who finally regained control of the situation, silenced the small woman with a glare, reminding both Daniel and Poppy of Severus, who was luckily enough still asleep, though Daniel had no idea how. "Now, I need to take a blood sample from you," she waited, almost expecting the near crazed response Severus had had to come from her, but to the doctor's surprise she simply smiled and exclaimed, "You muggles always were a bit nutty, but what every makes you happy." She stuck out her arm as if it was something she did everyday and continued her discussion with Sam while Janet drew blood.

"So… you knew Daniel when you were he was in school?" Sam asked the question Jack seemed quite intent on the answer as well.

Well, Daniel thought, the cat is out of the bag now. If they didn't know before they surly would now. As kind as Poppy was, she just wasn't the person to tell a secret to.

"Ah yes… that was years ago though wasn't it dear." She looked at Daniel, who simply laid there in response. She frowned at him but continued. Jack moved closer to him and sent him a questioning glance that was returned with a reassuring smile before Poppy's high pitched voice took over. "I am - was is probably a better word now, if I haven't been fired yet I surely will be - the school Medi-Witch, not unlike your doctor here. Daniel always managed to get himself into scrapes and Severus wasn't much better. Come to think of it he was worse… but that wasn't really his fault - what with the Dark Lord and all. I suppose I had better start calling him Voldemort," Severus twitched in his sleep and Poppy smiled, "Or better yet, I could call him what that dear Harry calls him, 'Voldie!" She erupted into giggles once again and Janet frowned at her before removing the needle and telling her that she had to keep still.

Teal'c and Jack simultaneously quirked their eyebrows.

Daniel, feeling the need to explain to her what was going on, went ahead and told her how Severus' arm had been shot, and how - from the looks of things at least - the Dark Mark seemed to have been destroyed. She threw a, "Well that wasn't a very nice thing to do now was it young man?" at Jack, whose jaw dropped at being called young and scolded Daniel for not taking better care of his uncle.

Jack, whose jaw was already near the floor, felt it slip even lower. "Uncle!"

Daniel sighed, "Yeah… I guess I left that part out too huh… I wasn't really myself." Then he cracked a grin, "You can fill them in Madam Pomfrey, but I'm afraid Janet already knows some things." Jack grumbled about always being left out of the loop and Teal'c patiently waited for an explanation. Thank goodness for Teal'c, Daniel thought, there was at least one man (and he used that term to include such aliens such as the Jaffa) with a solid head on his shoulders.

Poppy, who was delighted with the excuse to talk more, told them all in perfect detail how the young man had been adopted by Severus' brother. She also told quite a few tales he wished she hadn't. While explaining this she confirmed the fact that she was a witch, something Janet took quick advantage of.

"I looked at Mr. Snape's blood," she said to the Medi-Witch, and it is quite different from ours… muggles is the term you used I think. Is your blood like that too then? Is it interchangeable? Your Mr. Snape over there has lost quite a bit of blood and he would get well much faster if he were able to get some more."

Poppy looked at her strangely, not unlike Janet had been looking at Daniel a few minutes before, and said, "Well of course our blood is the same dear! What kind of silly question is that! How did you think we recognized the muggle-borns each year?"

Janet stared at her flabbergasted before rushing, a vile of blood in hand, out of the room to check.

"Well goodness! That was strange." She stared at all of them for a moment. "Come to think of it, you are all quite strange, for muggles that is. The one's I've encountered are right stupid!"

"Thanks," Daniel muttered, now free to sit up completely with the doctor gone.

"Oh I didn't mean you dear, you hardly count with your visions and all."

Daniel internally began to cry. Yes, as much as he loved Poppy, she really did have a problem keeping her mouth shut. He closed his eyes, blocking out the harsh white light and put his hands over his face. He could almost see Jack blowing up.

In fact, he opened his eyes, Jack was blowing up.

The said Colonel Jack O'Neil gaped at her and then shouted, "Visions!"

"Why of course, why do you think he collapsed?"

In truth, Jack probably hadn't put to much thought to it, Daniel was almost always in the infirmary for one reason or another and this far along it hardly seemed strange.

Poppy sighed at his look and continued to explain, to him and to Sam and Teal'c who had both been silent, about his visions.

They stared at him and he gave a sheepish smile. "What… you never asked…"

Just then, and to Daniel's extreme relief, Janet came bursting through the door followed by a handful of nurses in white and a tremendous amount of equipment. "The blood is the same!"

Poppy gave a small "Humph!" and an "I told you so," or two, before asking, "What are all these muggle contraptions for anywise?"

"They are to transfer some of your blood over to him." Janet seemed a bit overwhelmed and Daniel couldn't really blame her for it either. She led the first metallic machine on wheels between Poppy's bed and Severus'.

"Well if that's all you wanted to do you could have just asked me dear! I would have all of this mess fixed up in a jiffy!" She reached in her pocked for her wand, which set Jack, Sam and Teal'c on guard pointed it at Severus and muttering, under her breath first a blood replenishing charm and then a quick, "enervate."

Severus, who was still tied down, much to his chagrin, woke up immediately and let out a great shout something along the lines of, "Peacock feathers and Phoenix brains! What in Merlin's beard is going on!"

Janet, taking advantage of the fact that he was still restrained, rushed to his right side and took his blood pressure. Confused, but not about to doubt, she sent a strange look to Poppy.

"I thought I told you already, its Magic!" She then began to work on Severus' arm as he glared at her.

Daniel, still hiding almost behind his hands, relaxed somewhat when he found that his uncle was fine and Jack had yet to strangle the Medi-Witch.

"And you!" Damn it, he thought, he just couldn't get away with anything today could he. "What do you think you are doing sitting up! Right back to bed with you Mr." Janet scolded him and he was gently pushed back into the pillow.

Perhaps, he though hopefully, things would at least calm down when he woke up.

Boy was he wrong!

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Authors Note: (It's a big one!)

First off, thank you for all the kind reviews, they really do keep me writing and at least slightly confident.

Second, I want to apologize for the extreme, extreme tardiness of this last chapter. As I said before, I had no intention off keeping it this long.

Third, I would like to let everyone know that I am currently working on rewriting. When the last chapter is posted (still far in the future, but I don't think we will top twenty chapters) I will leave it up for a while before deleting it and replacing it with the edited version that will (Hopefully) be much better. Many of you have noticed spelling and grammar errors as well as plot errors that I will have to deal with. One of the things I'm adding in is the Oma scene, as well as a ton of things that will just make it come together better. When I started off writing this I had no idea where I was going with it (I do now… I hope) so some of the things written will have to be changed. The other thing I will do is combine chapters so each will probably be twice as long, So what I'm saying is, please, point out mistakes so I can fix them in that version.

Fourth, (Yes… I have a lot to say) I'm awful at writing Daniel and Janet, so please, if there is something that you think would have happened differently, let me know! (I'm begging you …). Severus and Jack are the only characters I am really comfortable writing and any mistakes you tell me about I am more than happy to fix in the final version.

Fifth, If you review, could you please tell me what gender you think I am. It sounds silly, I know, but I am curious to see what you think (I wont be offended, I promise).

I do believe that's it (Wow…. That took up a lot of space… sorry!) The next chapter will be posted in one to two weeks (I promise this time!). Seeya then and don't forget to review!