Summary: Harry Potter is in his 5th year and his new Defense teacher is like no other. X-over with Stargate SG-1. AU year 5

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Harry Potter and the new DADA professor

15 year old Harry Potter sighed as he looked out of the window. The window was fogged with rain.

He ran his fingers through his unruly hair and sighed again. Harry had a feeling that he wouldn't be hearing from anyone, anytime soon. Poor Hedwig hooted softly, feeling restless from being in her cage all day.

"Sorry, girl," Harry told her. "No messages today. I don't think that there is any mail waiting to be picked up. And even if there was, you wouldn't be able to fly in this weather. You might be able to if I was allowed to do magic. I don't think I want a repeat of the summer before second year."

The memory of his house-elf friend, Dobby, made him smile a little. Harry stood up from where he had been sitting and went over to lie on his bed.

'I wonder what Dobby is up to, now that he is at Hogwarts. I wonder where Sirius is. It must not be very fun being on the run from the Ministry, especially in this weather.'

Harry turned his head to look at the window, then got up to go over to the loose floorboard under the bed. He fished around until he got the latest letter from his fellow housemate, Ronald "Ron" Weasley.

Lying back down, he re-read the letter:

Dear Harry,

Hey, mate! Muggles treating you alright? If not, just say the word and we'll try to figure something out. Hear from Hermione?

Harry gave a smile as he thought about his other best friend, Hermione Granger. Hermione had been the third member of their little trio since Halloween in their first year, when they saved her from that mountain troll and when she saved them from getting in trouble.

She says that she had finished her homework second week of vacation and that she doubts we have even started ours.

Have you heard from Snuffles, lately? I hope he's doing alright where ever he is. So, things have been a little boring around here and Fred and George have been up to something. No one here knows what they are up to. Care to take a guess? And some mental git gave them money for their shop and mum is trying to find out who, but they won't tell.

Harry grinned. He knew who the 'mental git' was and he was glad the twins found the money useful. A memory of how Harry won last year's tournament flashed and Harry hastened to continue.

So, do you have any idea as to who will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts this year? I mean, we've been through four already. And mate, I have to tell you, with what happened to the others, I'm beginning to think that the job really is cursed. Well, I have to go. Mum is calling everyone to eat. Have a wicked time of threatening your cousin and I'll talk to you later.

The best,

Ron Weasley

Harry tucked the letter away and lay back down. 'Ron does have a point,' he thought.

In first year, Professor Quirrel died, but there was a reason for that. Second year, Lockheart taught then erased his own memory by accident. Third year, and by far, the best, Remus Lupin was sacked because he was a werewolf. Then, last year, an imposter was discovered playing the part of Mad-Eye Moody, the real DADA teacher.

Harry sighed again, thinking that the new Defense teacher was probably some Death Eater out to get him or something. 'Wouldn't be the first time, either,' he thought wryly.

Little did he know, as he settled in for a snooze, that the new Defense teacher did not want to do anything of the sort. In fact, the new Defense teacher didn't know he was the new Defense teacher, because at that very moment, Colonel Jack O'Neill was still at the base, on his way home to a surprise visit from an old mentor.

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