The Answer is 42, but What's the Question?
Gravity of it All
Summery: Sick of trying to survive as Harry Potter in a post-Voldemort world, a young wizard takes a new path in the past that leads to the stars.
Chapter 15- The Answer is 42, But What’s the Question?Anything that happens, happens.
Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen.
Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen again, happens again.
It doesn’t necessarily do it in chronological order, though.
from Mostly Harmless by Douglas Adams
Jack was feeling useless.
Harry was feeling useless.
Both sort of wished that Cupid and company had just left them as the eternal servants to Kloros’ family. At least until Harry came up with a really screwball idea.
“What happens when you dial in a ninth symbol?”
Harry made the mistake of asking it after being told about the Atlantis project and the other intergalactic exploration missions by a bunch of scientists. So far there were three other galaxies that the Ancients’ went and populated before literally giving up the ghost and becoming non-corporal spectators of life. The physicists started talking about Hawking and Einstein, the rest gave up and went back to work, Harry snuck away vowing never to open his big mouth around anyone with a Ph.D., unless it was Jack.
After two weeks the physicists came to a consensus- they had no idea but wanted to try it out. They even petitioned Carter, and as a fellow astrophysicist, she approved throwing a several thousand dollar bit of robotics into a randomly dialed nine chevron wormhole, as often as needed.
It took seven months, but finally a MALP transmitted back evidence of a life sustainable climate, pretty good weather, and the signal wasn’t anything on their side of the universe. Time travel, other dimensions, and other ideas were thrown around and in the end Harry talked Jack into going, just to see.
Carter made noises about how neither of the two of them understood any bit of technology, and how they could very well be stranded, until Jack came up with the bright idea of downloading the Ancient's library again. Only this time he had a firm mental connection with Harry and both knew that between their two brains they could take it. Carter gave in, the two teenaged soldiers went, downloaded and were prepped for the next jump.
Which lead to where they were standing now, at the base of the ramp, not looking back at Sam, Daniel, or Teal’c. All three came to say good bye, and Harry was secretly ecstatic that no one from his past had showed up. This time Harry had libraries of magic books, in shrunken trunks along with potions, lab supplies, and anything else the wizards and other geeks could think of. Jack too was carrying a back pack filled to the brim with shrunken supplies and both had forgone the typical Earth firearms for two staff weapons, zats, knives, and twin almost Claymore-styled swords that one of the wizards had made out of an new Naquadah alloy.
“NINTH CHEVRON LOCKED!” Harry grabbed Jack’s hand as the wormhole bulged out then settled into a plain of watery light. Walking together they stepped up and in...
-End of Gravity of it All.
(That’s it unless I get it the mood to write a sequel or a prequel, right now I need to finish a puppy-verse story and work on writing more to my Guidebook fic. Or maybe I need to finish one of my other fics... I don’t know. I just know our de-aged, telepathically linked, descending from Ancients couple is off to life life beyond the ninth chevron.)