[recs] Harry Potter/Stargate Ficcing

[havocthecat]

Some wonderful, anonymous person has been slowly writting me Harry Potter/Stargate fic ever since the Valentine's Day Love Meme. It's so great! It's Harry/Luna, and Ron/Hermione, and Ginny's their semi-grouchy mechanic! She knows Muggle technology, which is so adorable. (Me and my daddy's girl thing love that

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When Ginny returned to their suite of rooms, she found Harry still wet from a shower lying back on his bed. He was still a handsome man, she thought, but she glad she was not the one marrying him. She couldn't imagine the nightmare her life would have been had she stayed.

"You leaving, too?" Harry asked.

Ginny slid her laptop bag off her shoulder. "I don't know. They won't let me work on this when I return to Earth and I had wanted to bring Mechamancy back to England eventually."

"So, you're leaving."

"No," Ginny said, shaking her head. All day since Elizabeth had mentioned the possibility to her, she'd been thinking about it. She tried to imagine a life for herself on Earth and couldn't. She missed her parents, but she was used to being cut off from them. Her friends had all moved on in their lives. England was still re-building and would not need her work for a while to come. Nothing was waiting for her and Atlantis, the marvel it was, was here. "I'm staying." She had already told Elizabeth and had started making plans with Luna.

"The science is that good?" Ron asked.

Ginny turned, surprised. She hadn't heard Ron enter the room. He looked... resigned. "Yes," Ginny said, "It is. I will visit, though."

"Oh?"

"In fact, I will be returning to Earth with you this time. I am going to pack up what I will be needing. I talked with Luna and she's making me a list of items to pack for her and Harry. I'll say good-bye this time."

"You'll write?"

Ginny smiled. "Of course." Ron crossed toward her and wrapped her into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry," he said."

"Me too."

A few mornings before the return, Harry, Hermione, and Ron stole some food from the kitchens and took them out to a balcony to eat as a picnic. They talked about school, about what the science department at Atlantis would do with Wheezes, about anything but the ship waiting to pull them apart.

When they finished and were packing up their trays and debris, Harry did not ask them to stay nor did they try to convince him to go. Instead, Harry only said, "I am glad I met you. You are my best friends."

Hermione's eyes blurred and she threw her arms around his neck. "Oh, Harry," she said, "Your ours, too."

Ron smiled. "I'll miss you."

"Don't name any kids after me," Harry warned.

"Only if you promise to visit occasionally."

Harry grinned, wide and free from shadows. "Deal." He held out his hand. Ron shook it and pulled him into a hug.

~End~