A Lifetime Together

A Lifetime Together

Chapter Two: Meeting the President

Adams House 07:30 the next morning

Harry woke before Sam who was tucked under one arm snoring gently. He thought back to last night the look on the rest of the teams’ eyes when they saw the skin-tight union jack mini dress that barely covered her bottom and Black patent spike heels that did wonderful things for both her legs and derriere. They had gone to a newer club he had forgotten the name the music was loud and they danced. Samantha grinding against him and Harry’s hands were exploring her body. They had closed the place down Samantha was very affectionate and she had no problem marking her territory. He smiled as Samantha mewled in her sleep and he captured her lips with a sweet kiss before he worked his way down her neck.

“Harry you can keep waking me like this for the rest of my life.” Samantha said sleepily showing an uncanny deftness for one who was barely awake rolling them over so she was on top resuming where they had left off last night “I thought I was going to have to hurt some of those women. I could hear the drool hitting the floor. But you …are… all…mine!” She punctuated each word with a bite on his neck.

She felt his desire pulse against her thigh reaching down she guided Harry into her and rocked back Harry stood completely still and he felt his wife of four days slowly lovingly sink onto him feeling her warmth as he stretched her.

For Samantha, as she sank onto him it was bliss “so good!”

“So hot, so hot” Harry whispered his breath becoming labored as he had not yet had sex enough where he had any real stamina. He groaned as his orgasm overtook him causing him to pull Sam down to him trembling as he emptied both seed and magic into his wife

Samantha didn’t care she kept rocking; she felt her orgasm begin to build. Harry’s hands felt like fire on her skin. She shivered as he pulled her down rubbing her just the right, her body started to shake as Harry’s magic poured into her. Her breath became ragged and her head tossed back lost in the sensations coursing that had robbed her of her ability to speak.

“You can keep doing that.” Samantha panted regaining her breath “For the rest of my life!”

“I aim to please my lady” Harry smirked rolling so he was holding her in his arms spooning her against him “Love you, Sam!” Harry said sleep dragging him down into Morpheus’ realm

Samantha smiled snuggling in Harry’s embrace and hearing his breathing even out closed her eyes thinking of what the days to come would bring.

The Adams House Lobby 11:00 AM

Daniel Jackson, Jack O’Neill, and Teal’c were finishing their breakfast. Jack looked at his watch and sighed.

“Jack they will be down shortly,” Daniel said trying not to snicker “They are still on their honeymoon.”

“I get that Daniel!” Jack snapped the wait was getting to him “If you will remember I too was once married.”

Daniel knew he was on dangerous ground so he chooses his words carefully “Then remember, think back to the days just after your wedding. Do you remember those days? I bet Teal’c remembers the days after his wedding.”

“Indeed, Daniel Jackson.” Teal’c admitted his expression thoughtful “They were among the happiest days of my life.”

“I remember them, Daniel,” Jack said ruefully trying not to think of the very thing that came from the early days of his marriage. The very thing he had lost. “I remember all too well Daniel. It is just that traffic will be difficult this time of day.”

“I am sure that is not the only thing on your mind O’Neill,” Teal’c commented raising an eyebrow “You seem unsettled. Surely this is not the fault of Captain Carter and her husband.”

“What’s not our fault?” Samantha asked approaching the table Harry followed in her wake “Good morning, Colonel, Daniel, and Teal’c.”

“Sorry we are late guys it was not our intention,” Harry said thinking he had gotten off to a bad start with his new unit CO “We were talking and lost track of time” he ended his sentence and the blush on his face caused even jack to laugh

“Talking? Is that what kids are calling it today” Jack snarked at them “No it is not anything you have done or even planned to do. I am just not looking forward to this meeting today!”

“Why not sir?” Samantha asked “The president wants to meet Harry and us by extension. It cannot be that bad.”

“You have not met Josiah Bartlett, have you?” Jack asked thinking back over the years he had known the man. “You think our meeting is only going to last three hours?”

“I know only what I researched on him before the last election,” Carter admitted

Harry risked the ire of the colonel “I don’t know the man from Adam, and I am dreading this meeting.”

Samantha who knew Harry’s aversion to politicians “There, there dear I will protect you from the big bad politicians”

Harry looked offended which caused Jack to snort “Don’t mock him, Carter. While Josiah Bartlett is a politician. He is one of the good ones,” Jack leveled a look at his team that silenced them “However the man has likely blocked out the entire afternoon and into the evening. He likes to talk and will do so at length.”

“Sir, how do you know the president so well?” Samantha asked wondering.

“Simple I met him when we were younger, we both attended Notre Dame.” Jack admitted looking down “He was initially going into the seminary until he met His now wife Abigail Then he switched over to Economics. I was there on an ROTC scholarship.”

“So, he is a good politician?” Harry asked if the idea was foreign to him.

“Jed Bartlett has done some pretty unpopular things for the right reasons,” Jack responded “My guess is he is going to want to talk to the team as individuals and as a whole.”

Whatever else he was about to say was drowned out by an overhead message “Would Harry Potter and company come to the service desk? Harry Potter and company to the service desk.”

They made their way to the service desk to find a very well-dressed man “Ah, Lord Potter so glad to catch you before your visit to meet the presidents and the joint chiefs.” His accent was both urbane and British. his eyes focused on Samantha

“That is nice and all but perhaps you can stop staring at my wife, introduce yourself, and why you wanted to catch me before the meeting with the president and the joint chiefs?” Harry did not know if the man was a pure-blood wizard following him. Not taking any chances flexed his wrist and thought about dropping his staff into his hand when Samantha grabbed his hand.

“I apologize I had assumed Minister Ofenkil would have mentioned it.” The man began apologetically “I am Sir John Marbury Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary from the Court of St. James's. I will not, however, apologize for appreciating beauty when it appears before my eyes.”

“That does not tell us why you have come to us Sir Marbury” Samantha exclaimed the embarrassment of the man’s comment evident on her face “Why have you come looking for my husband?”

Sir Marbury looked chagrinned “Lord and Lady Potter, I bear a missive from Her Majesty. She asked that it be read before you meet with the President of the United States.” He said while producing a scroll and presenting it to Harry. He immediately recognized the royal seal “We also arranged transport for you if you will follow me

Harry took the scroll and was thankful it was not a Portkey he opened the scroll

Lord Potter,

I hope this missive finds you embraced in marital bliss. That being said we are most vexed with you, we owe you a debt many times over for delivering our magical enclave from the tyranny of the self-styled dark lord Voldemort, the attempted coup by Delores Umbridge, and finally, your nerve attacking the being known as the Kraken. It is not these things that vex us, no sir what vexes us so is that when we tried to reward you, we find you have absconded off to America. This sir will not stand!

While we do not understand the nature of the work your wife does for the Air Force therefore we will be in attendance at your meeting to be briefed. After that meeting, we wish to meet with you and your wife the topic of discussion will include your citizenship, your place in our court, and the responsibilities of your family to the realm.

We know that this may be an uncomfortable discussion for you. It must, however, come to pass. At this time, we would like you to also pass the other note back to the ambassador who delivered it. Do watch his face I expect a pensieve memory of it

Sincerely

Elizabeth Alexandra Mary, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of her other realms and territories Queen, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith, and all that rot.

Harry snorted at the end of the letter and complied with the queen’s request handing the attached note to the ambassador. He then handed the letter to his wife and watched as a look of horror came across his face. Then he calmed and his British face came back into play “At least the Alcohol in the United States is top shelf.”

The White House, Office of the President

The president was sitting at his desk reading some documents that were going to be prudent for his next meeting when his intercom went off “Mr. President,” Mrs. Landingham’s voice came through “Elizabeth Alexandra Mary is requesting a moment of your time.” Jed was confused he did not know anyone by that name “Mr. President she says if you are having trouble identifying her there is another name she goes by, Her Majesty Elizabeth of the British Commonwealth. She says it is important.”

“Transfer her through Mrs. Landingham” picking up the phone “Your Majesty I apologize. When I think of you. I tend to think of your full title. I understand you need to discuss something important today. How can I help you today?”

For the next five minutes, Josiah Bartlett listened to one of the most respected leaders in the world when she wrapped up Jed gave his answer “Yes, your majesty. I would have insisted that you or your representative be in attendance. This is going to be a start of a larger discussion that would see the UN Security Council become involved. If anything, you are helping me by being there. I apologize to the Air Force for causing this vexation. I hope this will not affect relations between our countries and I will let the head of my detail know to expect You, William, and your detail at precisely 11:55” Sighing he hung up the phone and looked at the clock he had 50 Minutes before the Queen of England would be in residence “Mrs. Landingham, Get Ron Butterfield and Leo McGarry in my office and tell the rest of the staff to Handle everything I am not to be disturbed even if World War III starts.”

Over the next forty-five minutes, the West Wing staff moved mountains to make sure there were no interruptions for the rest of the day. Word quietly had filtered through the House and Senate the Queen of England had requested a meeting in haste and while they owed no allegiance to her many in the government held her as a role model for governing.

The staff was then given the rest of the day off with pay.

The White House Souht Portico,

Ron Butterfield was not a happy man he did not think he had enough agents to provide security for the president, his family, or the queen and her family “Minister Ofenkil could you perhaps detail some agents to support us while the queen is here.?” He asked the petite brunette “I don’t like this, it is rushed and ill thought out.”

“Of course, Ron we already detailed three agents of our own if you feel we need more I can add another team.” Samantha said slyly “Of course two of the three are reserve agents and the third is a master of defense and widely regarded as the first true battlemage since his ancestor Godric Gryffindor Unfortunately the few whom I would like to call upon I cannot.”

“Why can’t you?” Ron asked carefully “Who are they?”

“I cannot because they are dead,” she said simply “As for who they were Alastor Moody, Amelia Bones, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin. The last I can’t call because he is still recovering from 12 years in Azkaban. However, I know Her Majesty is bringing her best Magical Bodyguard a woman she wooed away from the Unspeakables.”

“Who are the two reserve Agents?” Ron asked seriously wondering why Samantha did not seem worried “I am sorry for my attitude but you understand the position I am in anything happens and it will be a crap storm of epic proportions.”

“Yes, Ron I do the reserve agents are Harry and Samantha Potter,” Samantha said impishly “Trust me between the queen’s bodyguard, those two, and their team from Cheyanne Mountain I fear for anyone stupid enough to gate crash this meeting and subsequent dinner.”

“I am familiar with Captain Carter… I should say, Potter. Her father is the newest addition to the joint chiefs. Harry Potter is still widely regarded as public enemy number one amongst the pure-blood elite. He is also just north of being legal. I am not sure I even want to know the story behind their relationship.”

“Magic Ron, the oldest magic there is,” she paused reaching out to touch his hand affectionately “Love and a curse but that is neither here nor there. If you don’t trust him then trust me. I am no slouch with a wand.”

“Your mouth to god’s ear Samantha,” Ron said turning back to his roster “Against my better judgment I agree with your additions. Harry Potter is a known quantity in that he hates politics. I don’t have to worry about him off the president and the queen.”

10 Minutes later

SG1 and Sir Marbury were treated to their first real taste of the magic and Harry was loving their reaction. The car that had been sent to retrieve them was charmed not unlike the night bus so it was entertaining for him to watch. Samantha who had only experienced the Bus one was not amused “You should not be so happy about this husband mine.”

“Who? Me” Harry said with a wry smile “It is not as if the ride is going to last long” Harry finished right as they pulled up to the Portico of the white house. Looking out the window he cringed Queen Elizabeth was there with her grandson, who was slightly younger than Harry, and a grey-robed faceless Unspeakable. Also, there was a stout man who Harry assumed was the President, a girl around Prince William's age his daughter, and some very unhappy agents and marines waiting in the wings. Last he Saw Samantha Ofenkil conversing closely with someone who looked even more unhappy than the rest “That guy is not happy. He must be in charge of security!”

As Harry and Samantha got out of the vehicle they were met by a mixed detail of Secret Service, Marines, and surprisingly a pair of unspeakables. “Lord and Lady Potter, you will surrender your wands.”

The president and the queen were both surprised by this “That will not be necessary. Stand Down” Ron Butterfield commanded

Harry looked to the Queen “If I am going to surrender my wand it will be to my sovereign, The President of the United States, or the Secretary of Magic.” Harry gritted out “As you are none of those, I suggest you toddle off to whoever thought they could give that order and tell them to come to try it in person.”

Queen Elizabeth’s bodyguard and the President's security detail and several marines trained their weapons in the interloping unit “Gentlemen, whoever gave that order does not outrank me. Stand down or these nice gentlemen with me will make you.” The president said gravely.

“Lord Potter,” the Queen said “If they do not stand down you may act as you see fit. Show them why you are a master of defense”

The Unspeakables that were with the offending unit held their wands by the tip “We were requested to be here it is standard procedure to disarm wizards in the presence of a nation’s leader.”

“While that is correct most of the time a cursory search would have yielded that the visitors were reserve Unspeakables.” Samantha Ofenkil snarled “This has Kinsey and the NID written all over it.”

The offending unit was now beginning to get nervous Samantha Potter heard the click that signified one of them had either turned the safety off of the weapon or worse engaged the fire select switch either way it was not good. She flexed her wrists her wand dropped into her hand and with a sweeping gesture intoned “Incarcerous Maximus.” Neatly capturing the faux security detail excluding the Unspeakables. “This has Kinsey and the NID written all over it. I suggest we get both him and the head of the NID in a room with us so I can have a few pointed words with both.” Samantha said wryly before turning to curtsy before the Queen “Your Majesty If it pleases you, I will surrender my wand to you.”

The Unspeakables looked to the Queen and the President and were surprised when the Queen barked out a laugh.