Jed Rhodes - DR John Smith, DADA Teacher Ultimate Edition

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Dr John Smith, DADA Teacher: Ultimate Edition\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\p
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Story:} Dr John Smith, DADA Teacher: Ultimate Edition
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Storylink:} http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5332543/1/
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Category:} Doctor Who + Harry Potter Crossover
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Author:} %author
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Last updated:} 09/05/2009
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Content:} Chapter 1 to 10 of 10 chapters
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Source:} FanFiction.net
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Summary:} Re-written for the 2009 Specials Year. The Doctor takes the hexed job,
and meets Harry Potter... and an old friend. {\s2 \afs28
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*Chapter 1*: Arrival\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} I have seen
so much, perhaps too much. I am the last of my kind, as you are the last of you
rs, Doctor.{
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The Doctor:} {\i
That's why we have to survive, both of us. Don't go.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
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The Face of Boe: }{\i
I must, but know this, Time Lord: You are not alone.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
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From Gridlock.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
--\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The temporal eddies fluctuated. The machine that spent it's life in the vortex r
ead the currents, saw the signs, and pondered the possibilities; it cross refere
nced these with the disposition of it's owner, and then, finally, made it's deci
sion.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor ran around the TARDIS console, a rather messy collection of chess pie
ces, junk and snow globes, frantically pressing buttons, pulling levers, and twi
ce using the hammer he kept under the console for when his ship got out of hand,
like now. The song {\i
Don't Stop Me Now,} (the Queen version, because the Doctor, like many Queen fans
, thought the idea of covering Queen blasphemy), was playing in the background,
and the Doctor knew full well it was a message from the TARDIS herself, because
she was funny that way.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
We hit upon the crucial point, now; the Doctor wasn't driving the TARDIS to it's
destination, he was trying \u8211? vainly \u8211? to stop it. He knew it was ho
peless \u8211? the TARDIS wanted to go somewhere, and nothing - not rain, sleet,
snow, atomic bomb, end of the world, end of the universe, start of the next - w
ould stop it now; hence the song.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
If it wasn't so annoying, he might have grinned. As it was, after a third run wi
th the hammer failed, he resorted to pleading.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"No, no, no, no, no!" he yelled desperately. "Where are we going?! Stop, please!
STOOOOOOOP!!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
It was no use, he knew, but he had to try.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
After the longest time, (although time was relative in a time machine) the TARDI
S slowed down over its selected destination, and slowly materialised.\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor sighed. She had been getting increasingly temperamental, perhaps beca
use he had been getting increasingly grumpy. But then, he had a right to be grum
py! Rose had gone, and Donna had declined top come with him in the TARDIS, leavi
ng him utterly alone; until Martha anyway, but then, finally, her one trip had e
nded, and he had dropped her off in her house, happy as Larry. Well, actually, n
o, not happy as Larry, she had wanted to continue. Actually, he thought, it migh
t have been good if she'd stayed\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Bah. Might-have-beens were useless. As always, he thought bitterly.\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"Where have we ended up this time, old girl?" he said softly to the TARDIS. She
didn't answer; not in words. He imagined he'd have to go out. Normally, he would
n't have complained, but... it was the principal of the thing.\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
He shook his head. Trying to predict the TARDIS's actions was like trying to pre
dict what he would look like next time he regenerated - pointless and impossible
.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We're not staying. We're really, really not staying", he said, pulling the leve
r to send them back on their way.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The TARDIS, however, steadfastly refused to move. The Doctor tried talking to it
, threatening it, and bashing the console with a hammer, but it just wouldn't wo
rk. She wasn't going anywhere.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor sighed. Oh for the days when he could have traded her in for a type 5
7...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh well. Might as well get it over with..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He picked his long coat off the wall, adjusted his tie, and walked out of the do
or, to face whatever might be out there.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Idyllic beauty. That was what was out there. A large, glittering lake, white-top
ped mountains, forests\u8230? England, if he wasn't mistaken. Or maybe Scotland;
England wasn't known for massive mountain ranges. He turned around the TARDIS c
orner, and saw a massive castle stood towering nearby, with lights in the window
s, tall, beautiful\u8230? idyllic.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Certainly, there were no Dalek
invasions, no Cybermen plots, no Sontarans, and no Master...\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
Well. Of course there was no Master.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oi!" came a booming voice from behind him, shocking him out of his reverie.\par
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The Doctor turned, hoping to God it wasn't a cliched farmhand with a shotgun lik
e in the films. Suffice to say, it wasn't. It was, in fact, a massive man (reall
y, absolutely massive; couldn't possibly be fully human. Maybe Magantarian\u8230
?), in a long coat, aiming a pink umbrella at him threateningly. If it is possib
le to aim a pink umbrella threateningly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who are ya?" he yelled, brandishing the umbrella like a weapon, keeping the poi
nt trained on the Doctors nose. The Doctor stared cross eyed at it for a moment,
then snapped his eyes up to the Giant's.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm the Doctor," he said, brandishing a smile.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Doctor who?" asked the giant, puzzled, the umbrella not moving. The Doctor grin
ned at him. Oh, the times he had heard that, and the places...\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
"Everyone says that," he grinned. "I'm just the Doctor."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"Yer here for the job interview?" said the giant, still brandishing the umbrella
"Yes!" said the Doctor suddenly, struck by inspiration. "I'm here for the job in
terview, and I got a little lost, after all, it is a big place, isn't it? And I
was wondering..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He trailed off. The giant was smiling, all trace of hostility vanishing from his
features.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well then!" he boomed. "Why didn't you say so? I'll guide you up. Oh!" he added
suddenly, as if he had forgotten something drastically important. "I forgot to
introduce myself. Rubeus Hagrid is my name, gamekeeper and Care of Magical Creat
ures teacher."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He smiled, and turned back to the castle, beginning to walk in long strides.\par
"Now, if you'll just follow me Doctor, I'll have you to Professor Dumbledore's o
ffice in a jiffee..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor shrugged to himself. 'No harm in going for a job interview, I suppose
', he thought, and then it struck him; something this\u8230? Rubeus Hagrid had s
aid. 'Magical creatures'?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Oh, this sounded good.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He followed Hagrid up to the castle, his curiousity piqued.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
He entered the office of Professor Dumbledore.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Ah, excellent, how nice to see you!" said Dumbledore as the Doctor entered. He
was standing, looking out the window. He was a tall man, with long silver hair a
nd a longer silver beard, with little half moon specs hanging on his nose. His c
lothes were\u8230? eccentric to say the least; long robes, in silver.\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
"Nice to be welcomed", replied the Doctor, happily.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, I know that you want to get on," said Dumbledore, sitting down, "you do h
ave a whole school year to plan for, so I won't keep you..."\par\pard\plain\hyph
par}{
The Doctor blanched. What?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hang on, I thought this was an interview!" he said, bemused, bewildered, befudd
led, and a whole load of other b-words.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, it was," said Dumbledore, smiling, "but since no one else has even consid
ered the job, then you get it by default."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"How do you know I'm good enough for the job?" asked the Doctor, now rather worr
ied.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dumbledore stopped for a second, as if it had never occurred to him.\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
"You know, that is actually a good point," he said. "Oh well, I'm sure you know
what you're doing. You wouldn't have applied if you didn't, after all!"\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor laughed nervously, now completely buggered.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, it's something of an honour," he laughed, high pitched, "I just expected
it to be difficult to get..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, when you're the only applicant, it isn't," replied Dumbledore. "What's yo
ur name, might I ask?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Er..." stammered the Doctor, still stunned, "Smith. Dr John Smith."\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
"Smith. Splendid," smiled Dumbledore. "Anyway, I'll let you get on."\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor walked out, and headed for the grounds, hoping that he could deal wit
h the challenge presented to him...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He didn't hear Dumbledore murmur the words, "hello again, Doctor."\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
The Doctor read furiously. He had now read, by his reckoning, one hundred and tw
enty five books on magic. It was a fascinating subject, you could be sure of it.
Absolutely fascinating. But how was he supposed to teach defence against the da
rk arts?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Well, he thought to himself, if the past nine hundred years have tought me anyth
ing, it's that improvisation is always your best option.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
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So he got reading.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
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*Chapter 2*: First Lesson\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} The Gr
eat Hall was a massive structure, with a roof that looked like the sky outside.
The Doctor looked at it, and smiled, before tuning into the speech that Dumbledo
re was giving.{
"And of course, that tradition for the start of term, the new Defence Against th
e Dark Arts teacher!" said Dumbledore.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stood up, nodded, and smiled, and there was\u8230? lukewarm applause.
"This is Dr John Smith, and he'll be taking over the job", continued Dumbledore.
"I expect you to show him every courtesy."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stood up a couple of seconds longer, waving a bit, then sat down, a g
rin like the Cheshire cats on his face.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He thought about everything that had happened since he had got the job, that lov
ely August evening...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He had discovered about magic. Being the Doctor, he'd had to find out what it {\
i
really} was, so he'd done some digging. The results of that research had fascina
ted him, and he'd just had to share it.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And, he'd reasoned, a classroom would be the perfect place. After all, what cold
he teach them about defending themselves? But the origins of magic...\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
It was only then of course, that he'd found out what had happened to the last fo
ur DADA teachers.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"One year," he had said to Dumbledore, "then I'm gone. I'm fond of this body, so
I really wouldn't want to lose it or have it possessed, I don't like suitcases
- at least, I don't like the idea of living in one, I've had amnesia and it's ov
errated, and I'd rather not be outed as anything embarrassing."\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"Of course," Dumbledore had replied amicably. "If that is what you feel is best,
I cannot hinder you."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, good," the Doctor had said. "See that you don't."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
To be fair, he didn't like everything about this place. On the way to his first
lesson, he bumped into a man wearing a long black cloak, and black, greasy hair.
"Oh, so sorry!" he said. The man said nothing. "Doctor John Smith, DADA teacher,
and you are\u8230??"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Busy," the man said, and walked off. The Doctor blinked, and walked off.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
Harry Potter walked into the DADA classroom, followed by Ron and Hermione. It wa
s their first DADA lesson of the fifth year, and he was hoping that the new guy
came close to the brilliance matched by the last two teachers.\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
Yes, Moody had been an imposter, but he had nonetheless been an interesting teac
her. This new bloke would have to be really something to top him.\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
The new teacher was standing quite calmly, waiting for everyone to arrive, a smi
le on his face.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
When they had all sat down, he began.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Lets be quite honest with ourselves here," he said, his voice casual. "Does any
one here know where magic came from, originally?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Not even Hermione put her hand up to that question, which elicited shock all by
itself.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dr Smith grinned, making everyone in the room relax.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Good job I do then!" he said. "Lets crack on, I've got to cover ten thousand ye
ars in sixty minutes, not easy, you know..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hang on," said Harry, raising his hand. "Aren't we going to be learning defence
spells?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dr Smith grinned again, seemingly not annoyed by the interruption.\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"Well, what's the point in knowing any magic, if you don't actually know where i
t came from?" he asked, and it seemed quite logical.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He sat down. Harry decided to look around the room. Nothing much had changed, ex
cept that a big blue box was now standing in the corner.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
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"Right then," said the Doctor, using his statesman voice. "It all begins with a
form of... magical creature, long since extinct, called the Daemons."\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
He looked hard at them all. Hermione was howing a flicker of recognition at the
name, which didn't surprise him - after all, he had read every book in the libra
ry, and there was more than one mention of the Daemons in them.\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"The Daemons were a race of beings that were enormously powerful, able to alter
matter, destroy worlds, change their own size, and generally lots of flashy, imp
ressive stuff like that. They did this using Psionic Energy, which was so powerf
ul that, to someone like you or I, it would almost seem like magic."\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
He took a breath, noting that the kids were paying rapt attention. Good.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
"Unfortunately, they were prone to arguments. Not to mention civil wars, galctic
conflicts and general stuff like that. Also, they were quite easy to kill, desp
ite their power - heck, if you showed a bit of compassion or self sacrifice, the
y blew up, taking lovely little village churches with them. And so they all died
."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He took another breath. The kids looked fascinated - well most of them did.\par\
pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"One Daemon however, survived the slaughter. Azal. He came to this Earth, and gu
ided your ancestors to a state of higher evolution. What happened was, some of h
is Psionic power bled out, and infected a single small tribe of humans, struggli
ng to survive. Suddenly, they were able to perform mighty magical feats, and thi
s caused some upset. Eventually, by the time of the Romans, humanity had figured
out how to control magic, creating words for all the different spells, and that
has led us, after thousands of years..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He paused for dramatic effect \u8211?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"... to now," he finished.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Technically speaking, you don't need flashy words, or magic wands. Only willpow
er and concentration - that's the point of non - verbal magic, which doubtless y
ou'll be studying next year."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He stood up again, and wrote on the blackboard as he spoke his next words.\par\p
ard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Now then, I want you to take notes on that little story," he said. "If you can'
t remember a detail, just ask me."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Hermione raised her hand, and Dr Smith gestured to let her speak.\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"Sir, how do you know all this?" she asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I know because everyone that has been anywhere outside this solar system knows,
" he replied.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Everyone burst into laughter, apart from Hermione, who looked shocked, but not a
mused.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Outside the solar system?" she said, surprised and just a little bit sceptical.
"Yes," the Doctor replied. "Outside the solar system."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The class stopped laughing. Everyone looked at him again now, with a ixture of d
erision (from the slytherins) and respect (from everyone else).\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
Just for a moment, he looked incredibly old, incredibly wise, and incredibly sad
. Harry looked hard at him, and he seemed to change... one moment an old man, th
e next a dandy, the next a titan with wild hair and wilder eyes, the next a man
in a leather coat, and the next just a the young man he was...\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
Everyone slowly got to work on the essay he set them. nobody finished, though, n
ot even Hermione.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The bell rang to signal the end of the lesson.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, that's the end of the lesson," said the Doctor. "For next time, I want a
full two page essay on the story I told you. See you all later."\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
The class left.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What a weirdo..." said Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I found it quite fascinating," countered Hermione. "I've read about the Daemons
somewhere before..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Harry was silent, leaving his friends to discuss it. After a moment, Ron tapped
him on the shoulder.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You alright mate?" asked Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"No..." he said. "Did you see the old man, and the bloke in the leather jacket?"
The others looked at him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"When?" asked Hermione at last.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Just now..." replied Harry. "They were all part of Dr Smith somehow..."\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, I didn't," said Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I didn't either," said Hermione, "but I think we should perhaps keep an eye on
him."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor smiled to himself, then walked up to the TARDIS.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"Ah, old girl..." he said, leaning against the door. "You know, I'm actually sta
rting to enjoy this."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He put his hand on the box. The vibration was still there. She still worked. But
however hard he tried, he couldn't get her to go anywhere, couldn't get her to
leave this time and place... he pulled his hand away.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"But why did we come here in the first place?" he asked, more to himself than to
the TARDIS.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The box remained impassive.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh fine," said the Doctor. "Be like that then. But we're leaving at the end of
term."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
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*Chapter 3*: Substitutiary Locomotion\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar} Some Time Later\u8230?{
The Doctor read the paper from cover to cover, and then, disgusted, he threw the
paper in the bin.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hogwarts High Inquisitor," he repeated. This was not on...\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
A High Inquisitor had the power to randomly sack people she thought "weren't up
to scratch".\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor knew exactly what this was. An attempt to discredit Dumbledore, becau
se he believed that Voldemort had returned. The Doctor knew of Voldemort now, th
anks to his research, but had decided early on that it wasn't his fight. What he
really hated was that there was a smear campaign on Harry Potter; a child who h
ad lost everything being turned into a hate figure; it was infuriating, but\u823
0? it wasn't his fight.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
In the three weeks he had been teaching, he'd made his mark on the DADA classroo
m, albeit not much of a mark. A hat stand stood in the corner, with his long coa
t on it, and his old scarf.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
His class of fifth years entered. He had talked them through the origins of magi
c, and the science of magic, and today's lesson was about magical inheritance.\p
ar\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The students sat down.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Right," said the Doctor, clapping his hands together. "Magical inheritance toda
y, everyone, so start thinking blood. Not in a vampire way, mind you."\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
The entire class sniggered. They appreciated the Doctor's sense of humour, somet
hing he was immensely happy about. Well, the Slytherin's never did; but the hell
with them, they were rude and insulting anyway.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\i
Ahem.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor turned at the noise, somewhat startled. A short woman in a pink top a
nd matching skirt, holding a heavy duty clipboard, stood in the corner of the cl
assroom.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Ah hello," he said, mildly annoyed with it. "You must be the High Inquisitor, M
iss..?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
She gave him a sinister sweet smile which made his think vaguely of someone with
a knife behind their back.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"My name is Dolores Umbridge," she said. "And yes, I am the High Inquisitor."\pa
r\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes, because he really, really didn't like h
er; which, for him, was a record. He usually didn't dislike someone so quickly,
but\u8230? he made exceptions occasionally.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well, I'm teaching the class about the origins of magic," he told her, "so that
they better understand it."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Umbridge stopped smiling in an instant.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Did you not get the curriculum books?" she asked, her tone still quite friendly
, but with a hint of threat in it. He raised an eyebrow.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"Oh yeah!" he replied, grabbing a book from his desk, and flicking through it. "
Those. Useless, utterly and totally, so I'm just leaving the students to read th
em at their leisure. Their year long coursework, if you will."\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
Umbridge frowned slightly, and scribbled on her clipboard.\par\pard\plain\hyphpa
r}{
"Anyhoo," said the Doctor, focusing back onto the class and ignoring the scribbl
ing, "can anyone tell me what the difference between a 'pure blood' wizard \u821
1?" he frowned slightly at the phrase, "- and a Muggle born one is?"\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
Hermione Granger put her hand up instantly. The Doctor liked her, she had an inq
uiring mind. After her initial sceptiscism, she had blossomed into one of the mo
st open minded people he had ever met. He knew that she was still quite close mi
nded at times, but given time, she'd open.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He might even offer her a place in the TARDIS, when it stopped playing up.\par\p
ard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yes?" he said, smiling at her.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"A Muggle born wizard has no magic in their family, or has it so far back that i
t has been diluted. A 'pure blood' \u8211?" and here she frowned at the phrase a
s well, which pleased the Doctor no end, "- is a pure wizard, with no Muggle blo
od."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Excellent, exactly right, ten points to Gryffindor," he said. "The reason that
certain people are becoming wizards, at random, is that the Psionic power in the
atmosphere is still there, in spades. It will tale, by my calculations - ooh,"
he checked his watch, "two hundred billion years for magic to run out, at this r
ate?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\i
AHEM.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor turned to Umbridge, from whom the coughing had come.\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"What's the matter?" he asked. The look on her face was thunderous.\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"This is nonsense that you're teaching them," she said, angry. "Dangerous nonsen
se. If they grow up believing this sort of thing \u8211?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
"Then they will have an understanding of their own power, and the danger inheren
t with it," the Doctor finished coldly, his face showing a mixture of boredom an
d annoyance.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What?!" she said, her face red with all the rage she felt. "This is stupid. You
're teaching them Muggle stuff \u8211? in fact, I've never seen your name on any
lists for the school, {\i
Doctor} Smith!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
She walked right up to him, anger and suspicion marring her already less than pe
rfect features.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I've never known a Doctor in my life that wasn't a Muggle," she sneered.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"So what?" he replied, nonchalant. "You want me to prove I can do magic?"\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"In layman's terms, yes!" she harrumphed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stood up, steeled himself, and took his wand out.\par\pard\plain\hyph
par}{
It was a simple design, with a hair of unicorn lodged within, that he had bought
a week after he had come to this world.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He pointed it at the hat stand in the corner, and spoke the words that would cas
t the spell. He concentrated with every ounce of his willpower...\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"Treguna... mekoides... tracorum, satis dee..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He grinned at Umbridge, and flicked his wand with a flourish.\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
"Substitutiary locomotion," he said, grinning.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And the coat came alive.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
It hopped over to Umbridge, grabbed her hands in its sleeves, and pulled her alo
ng to invisible music. The kids started clapping along, and the Doctor started s
inging, the kids backing him up.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"#Treguna Mekoides and Tracorum Satis Dee#" they sang. "Treguna, mekoides and tr
acorum satis dee..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Substitutiary locomotion," the Doctor sang, "it's the power that's far beyond t
he wildest notion, it's so weird, so feared, yet wonderful to see! Substitutiary
locomotion come to me!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"#Treguna Mekoides and Tracorum Satis Dee#" the kids sang on. Hermione had stopp
ed, however, and frowned. She thought she knew the song from somewhere. The Doct
or kept going, while the scarf that was with the coat came alive, and wrapped it
self around Umbridges mouth, to stop her from screaming. The Doctor sang on.\par
"#I don't want locomotiary substitution, or remote intrasitory convolution. Only
one precise solution is the key! Substitutiary locomotion it must be. Treguna M
ekoides and Tracorum Satis Dee!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The kids were clapping along, while Umbridge and the coat and scarf spun around
and around...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Substitutiary locomotion, lovely substitutiary locomotion. You've made substutu
tiary history! With Treguna Mekoides and a little help from me!"\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
"With Treguna Mekoides and Tracorum Satis Dee!" the kids sang. The music kept on
going, though...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Wh -what? Stop this!" Umbridge yelled, as the coat and her careened around.\par
The Doctor smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"As you wish, Madam Inquisitor!" he said, flicking his wand again. The coat coll
apsed, taking her down with it.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"How's that for magic?" he asked, as she picked herself up off the floor, angril
y.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Umbridge sniffed, scribbled some more, and left, fuming.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
'Ooh, scary,' thought the Doctor mockingly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor turned back to the classroom.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Now... where were we?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Sometime later, in the common room, Harry, Ron and Hermione were discussing the
lesson. Harry and Ron laughed as they recounted the dance to themselves. They sa
ng the song to themselves, as Hermione thought it over.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"The look on Umbridges face!" said Ron after a while. "Priceless!"\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
Hermione didn't laugh. She was too busy thinking. Where had she heard that spell
before...?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What's up with you?" asked Ron, staring at her.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
It clicked in her mind where she had heard the spell in a moment.\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"That was not a real magic spell," she said. "It was a spell from a movie. More
specifically, Bedknobs and Broomsticks."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Ron, being from a wizard family, had never heard of TV or movies, but Harry was
aghast.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"D'you think he might be a spy from Voldemort?" he said, now very concerned.\par
"Don't say the name!!" exclaimed Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Shut up, Ron," said Harry.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I don't think he's a spy \u8211? how would a Death Eater know about a movie?" s
aid Hermione. "But I think he's not what he claims to be."\par\pard\plain\hyphpa
r}{
She leaned forward, confidentially.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"That box in the corner is the key," she whispered. "If we get into that, we'll
find out who he is."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 4*: Explanations\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} The th
ree of them sneaked into the DADA classroom, underneath the invisibility cloak.
Once inside, Hermione came out from under the cloak.{
"Alright, I'll open the box", said Hermione softly, walking up to it.\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
She used her wand - the alohamora - on it, but it had no effect. She did so for
several minutes, until finally she gave up.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"It's not working!!" she hissed at the boys.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Before they could answer, the door opened behind her.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," said Dr Smith, standing in the doorway of the box.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
Hermione stepped back, shocked. She tried to regain her composure.\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"Hello sir, I was just \u8211?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Trying to get into the box," he said, smiling, as if it didn't matter in the sl
ightest that she had been attempting breaking and entering. "I don't blame you.
To be honest, I was waiting for somebody to catch on, and I always thought it wo
uld be you. I assume Harry and Ron are nearby?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The other two came out from beneath the cloak, guilty looks plastered on their f
aces.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello sir," they said together.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He grinned at them, not at all angry.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, stop looking so guilty," he said. "No harm done, after all..."\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
He seemed to consider for a moment, then stepped aside, allowing them access to
the Box.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You'd better come inside," he said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
They stepped into the box, and they stood there gaping for a moment. It was larg
e, overgrown with coral, green tinted, with roundels on the walls and a mushroom
shaped console in the centre.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Wow," said Ron, which just about summed up how Harry felt as well.\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"It's just bigger on the inside, what are you wowing for?" said Hermione.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor laughed at that, before turning to a mushroom shaped console in the c
entre of the room.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Now then," he whispered, as if talking to the console, "are you absolutely sure
you won't move? Please? Pretty please with edible ball bearings on top?"\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who are you talking to?" asked Harry, slightly bemused by this.\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
"The TARDIS, if only she were listening," the Doctor responded.\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"What's the TARDIS?" asked Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor gestured all around them, his arms spread wide.\par\pard\plain\hyphpa
r}{
"This," he said simply. He sat down on a nearby chair.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Where to begin?" he mused to himself, then he stared each of them in the eye.\p
"This is going to sound insane," he said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We can deal with insane," Harry assured him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am a Time Lord. I travel around the universe in this, my TARDIS, and I've got
ten stuck. She's partially alive, so she must be in a mood."\par\pard\plain\hyph
par}{
He said all that very quickly. He looked at them each in turn.\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
"With me so far?" he asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Harry was looking puzzled, Ron had a look of sheer uncomprehending blankness, an
d Hermione was nodding, seemingly the only one who understood.\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
"I've read legends about a man called the Doctor, who travelled in a blue box...
" she said slowly. "It says that he's saved the world countless times."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor grinned. "{\i
Well}, maybe not countless times..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"How do you do magic, when you're a Muggle?" asked Harry, interested in that par
ticular part of the Doctor's facade.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Simple really," he replied. "I'm not a Muggle, I'm a Time Lord. We had immense
mental powers, and even now I'm still pretty formidable in a mental fight. I jus
t have to concentrate REALLY hard. There's enough of that Psionic energy in the
air so that I can channel it, but I'm not very powerful." He grinned again. "Lik
e I said, it only takes willpower - something I've got buckets of."\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"So you're not staying?" asked Hermione, changing the subject.\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
"Nope," he replied. "I have a date with the universe. The TARDIS wants me to do
something, but I just don't know what."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He looked at the console, and sighed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Temperamental old thing. She's always doing this sort of thing, when I think ab
out it. Trying so hard to help me, and just annoying me in the process."\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
He turned to them, his face suddenly quizzical.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Anyway, you aren't meant to be out here, are you?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
They exchanged glances.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Not really," admitted Harry.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Then back to your common room!" shouted the Doctor. "Go on, scat!"\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"One last thing," said Harry. "When I saw you in that first lesson, you sort of
changed into other people..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor looked at him, wonder in his eyes.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Deep perception. You see the men I was. A by product of the Psionic energy that
you have in your bloodstream. I thought it was just a theory, but apparently it
works... only one wizard in a thousand has the deep perception!" He gave Harry
a slightly awed look. "Amazing... anyway! Scat!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He ushered them out, and shut the door on them.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The next evening, in the common room, they were discussing the Doctor.\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
"The 'men he was'? What does that mean?" asked Ron, confused by that singularly
odd statement.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What I've heard of the Time Lords - bearing in mind this is all hearsay from ce
nturies ago - is that when they die, they come back..." Hermione said.\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
"Reincarnation?!" exclaimed Harry. "That isn't possible - is it?"\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"Well, Pheonix's can do it," she shrugged. "So maybe Time Lords can too..."\par\
"Sounds weird," muttered Ron, "but then again, everything about the Doctor is we
ird."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"One point remains," said Hermione, sitting back carefully, as if she was about
to say something very important. "He can't teach us any defence, no matter what
he can, and the books Umbridge gave him aren't any better, so we need to find a
third option."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What?" asked Harry, wondering what this third option was going to be.\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
As Hermione spoke, Harry's eyes widened. She couldn't be suggesting what Harry t
hought she was suggesting...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And near the fire, on that evening, the DA was born...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {
\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 5*: Sadistic, Insane, In Charge\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar} The Doctor enjoyed teaching; the class were easy to engage with, and as
ked, for the most part, good, and sometimes even insightful. Sometimes. Hermione
Granger for example, had asked for a detailed explanation as to how undetectabl
e extension charms worked, allowing the Doctor to give his favourite explanation
as to how it worked; big box little box. It was a good class. More than once, h
e had given them lessons on how to sneak around corridors (stealth was one skill
he had long since mastered), how to annoy people in authority (from what Severu
s Snape - Mr Unpleasant Man - had been saying, they were practicing it mainly in
Potions lessons) and once, he had actually brought in a{
Then one day, to his immense surprise, some time after the Christmas, he got a m
essage from Umbridge to come to Professor Dumbledore's office. She wasn't... wel
l, frankly, he hated her. She was rascist, biased in favour of Slytherins, and w
orst of all, from what the Doctor could tell, she and her Ministry were attempti
ng to supress free speech in the wizarding world. Humans.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
Still, a summons was a summons, so he went, hands in pockets, tie around his hea
d like a bandana to annoy Umbridge a litte (more than once he had recieved compl
aints about his dress sense, but she wasn't the boss of him - Malcolm in the Mid
dle, wonderful show!), and suit jacket extra scruffy...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Half an hour later, the Doctor was standing in Dumbledore's office, along with H
arry Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Umbridge and the minister for magic, Cornelius
Fudge, who had come with two Aurors (a sort of Wizarding FBI, or so the Doctor h
ad heard). The Doctor had decided that this man Fudge was a typical politician -
stupid, arrogant, greedy and vain - but that if the wizarding world wanted him,
then they could have him. He wasn't overthrowing anyone else in this country -
at least, not in this incarnation. Maybe next time...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"This is clearly a breach of Hogwarts rules!" shouted Umbridge. "I would suggest
the expulsion of Potter, and putting most of the rest in detention for the rest
of the school year\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor sighed. From what he had figured, Harry had started a Defence Against
The Dark Arts club, but since this was against Umbridges rules (Educational Dec
rees she called them, stupidest name he'd ever heard...) he was now in serious t
rouble.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"And yet," said Dumbledore quietly, yet somehow with more power in his voice tha
n the shouting woman, "we do not know the DADA teachers opinion on the matter. D
r Smith, this is your subject...?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor straightened, and put on his very best 'teacher' voice. He wanted to
help Harry as much as he could - the kid had lived a hard life, he didn't deserv
e all this trouble. Certainly not the stuff that was being heaped on him.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"It seems to me," he said, trying to sound intellectual (difficult with the acce
nt he had) "that this has been going on for some time\u8230? possibly since befo
re the creation of the post of high inquisitor, and certainly before your educat
ional decrees."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He tilted his head, and looked at Harry straight in the eye, then winked without
smiling. Harry winked back.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"However, that doesn't excuse the fact that this was a rule breaking incident. I
would suggest one month detention for Potter, and a single session for all the
others," he finished.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He mouthed 'sorry' to Harry at this point.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
'It's OK' mouthed Harry back.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Then Umbridge pulled her trump card - a crumpled piece of paper, long, with writ
ing upon it; "Then there was this!" she yelled, triumph shrieking in her voice.
It was a parchment with the words 'Dumbledore's Army' written in large letters a
t the top. The Doctor blinked; Dumbledores Army - political rallism! Magnificent
! He actually smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"It's a political protest," he smiled. "Happens all the time in Muggle schools.
They start wearing badges or bracelets..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
But he stopped speaking as Dumbledore smiled, and the Doctor watched his express
ion become resolute. And suddenly, he realised\u8230? Dumbledore meant to sacrif
ice himself; the Minister wouldn't accept political rallism, and Umbridge was a
fascist lunatic; the only thing that would help Harry now would be for Dumbledor
e to go. Before the Doctor said anything, Dumbledore began speaking...\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
"Well," he said. "I suppose the gig is up."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What?" Fudge said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Despite Dr Smith's explanation," Dumbledore said, the smile still there, "the n
ame says... Dumbledore's Army."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor was shaking his head, though he didn't know why. He knew what he did
know though, and that was that Dumbledore did not have to do this. Umbridge shri
eked in triumph.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You were planning to attack the Ministry, replace the Minister!" she crowed, th
en leered at the Doctor. "'Political protest' indeed!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor ignored her. Dumbledore smiled, still. The Doctor put his hand on Dum
bledore's shoulder, and whispered in his ear.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You don't have to do this," he said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dumbledore smiled, and turned to Fudge, who stared at him in a mixture of happin
ess and anger.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You're under arrest!" he shouted, gesturing at him and turning to the various A
urors he had brought. "Take him!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dumbledore smiled over the top of his glasses.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Ah, Cornelius," he said, "I think that you labour under the impression that I'm
going to - oh what's the phrase - come quietly? I'm very much afraid I shall no
t," he finished with a smile. Fudge looked dumbfounded. "You aren't going to 'ta
ke me' anywhere I don't want to go."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Fudge gaped like a fish. The Doctor grinned, and then Dumbledore flicked his wan
d. There was a silver light, and the Doctor knew no more\u8230?\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
The Doctor woke up in the hospital wing with a start, wearing - to his own const
ernation - a pair of pyjama's. He {\i
hated} pyjama's.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You were asleep for some time," said Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, who came into vi
ew with a smile. "I've never seen anyone react so badly to a stunning spell."\pa
"Weak constitution," replied the Doctor, standing up. "Different metabolism."\pa
He sat up, got up, and walked out, still in pyjama's. Madam Pomfrey was about to
protest, but then Pansy Parkinson, a nasty excuse for a girl, walked into the r
oom - with Antlers. The Doctor suppressed a grin, and continued walking. Weak co
nstitution his hairy yellow behind... he reacted differently to the stunner beca
use he was alien, and he knew it. He'd have to be careful; there was no way of k
nowing what the exact effect of any of these spells would be on him.\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
It was another day, another lesson. The Doctor was teaching the kids of fifth ye
ar about the science of Apparation, which worked something like the TARDIS, only
much faster (he had neglected to mention the TARDIS to the class of course).\pa
He looked up at Harry, who was sitting at the front, when he saw something that
bothered him. Something that made his blood run cold. His hand was covered in a
blood stained bandage, which clearly hadn't been tended by the nurse. At the end
of class, he asked Harry to stay behind.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Show me your hand," he said. Harry hesitated. "That was not a request." Relucta
ntly, Harry took the bandage off of his hand.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Engraved on the back of his right hand were, shining white, the words {\i
'I will not disobey the rules'}.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who did this?" asked the Doctor, though he already knew.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
"Umbridge," replied Harry, quietly. "Listen, Doctor, I don't want a fuss..."\par
"Harry," the Doctor said, looking at him with a dangerous glint in his eye, "the
re are times - not always, but occasionaly - when a fuss is exactly what you wan
t."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"But Doctor..." Harry protested. The Doctor held up a hand to silence him, and s
ent him on his way.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yes, there were times when you needed to make a fuss. And this was one of those
times.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
When he walked into Umbridges office, he immediately launched into a number two
anti-nutter rant. The only reason he hadn't used the number one was that he was
saving it for later in the argument he knew was coming.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Slicing his hand open," he began, when Umbridge looked up at him. "I'll admit,
I've met teachers who treat their students worse, but they had the excuse that i
t was for a purpose, that they had a REASON," he finished, raising his voice a n
otch.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Umbridge looked up, as the Doctor entered her office. She smiled sweetly, but hi
s expression, one of cold hatred, made her quite nervous.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
"But slicing Harry's HAND open \u8211?" the Doctor continued...\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"A logical lesson," countered Umbridge quietly. "If he associates rule breaking
with pain, he won't break the rules."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"He started a CLUB!" yelled the Doctor, allowing his fury to show through. "Hard
ly good reason to mutilate his hand!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"'Mutilate his hand,'" said Umbridge in a sing song voice. "I gave him lines to
write, and he wrote them."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Sheopened her handbag, reached in, and showed the Doctor the special quill.\par\
"A device that teaches a moral message," she said. "Words have their price. And
what sort of punishment is WRITING anyway?!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stared at her, shocked beyond belief that this woman was here, at a s
chool, with {\i
children} and not at a mental institute in a locked padded cell, or for that mat
ter dead.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You are totally insane," he said at last, calmly, horror struck.\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"I'm also in charge of this school," she said, matter of factly. "Remember that.
"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, I will," the Doctor said. "You just bet I will, Umbridge. You think I'm sca
red of you?" he added, leaning in to whisper at her. "I've faced horrors you wou
ldn't believe. Compared to them, you...?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He snapped his fingers in her face. Let her try to deal with him. He was the Doc
tor. He stared for a moment more, then turned and walked out of the room.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"Don't anger me, Dr Smith," Umbridge called after him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor turned to stare at her. Images of Daleks, Cybermen, Gelth, Nestenes a
nd a Thousand others flowed through his mind like a bad film.\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
"No Umbridge," he said calmly. "You don't anger {\i
me}."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What?" said Minerva McGonagall, aghast.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You heard," said the Doctor shortly. "She sliced his hand open. A quill that us
es his own blood to write lines. Clever," he admitted grudgingly, "but insane."\
par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Flitwick was thinking this over, sat quietly on a high chair. Severus Snape look
ed no different, but his face seemed solid. Professor Sprout looked furious, as
did Hagrid. Firenze, the teacher of Divination after Umbridge had sacked Profess
or Trelawney (who the Doctor was avoiding, mainly because he didn't like the ide
a of someone telling him his future) was not here, but the Doctor had no intenti
on of telling him anyway - he had met Centaurs (who had never mentioned magic -
didn't think it was their place too, probably) and they were vague, sometimes am
oral and certainly inhuman, with a different code of conduct and morality to hum
ans.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
McGonagal sat down, shocked by this revelation. She had always thought Umbridge
a little strict, but this was...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"But\u8230? why?" she said at last.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"She's a sadist," the Doctor sighed. "Utterly insane."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What do we do?" asked Sprout.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We can do nothing," said Snape. "She is in charge of this school, and as such,
we can take no action against her."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Just watch yourself," he continued. "She's not the sort of person you'd want to
cross."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He walked out of the staff room, and smiled when he was sure that McGonagal coul
dn't see him. Soon she was going to rally the staff in a quiet protest, and subt
ly undermine Umbridges authority.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Magnificent.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 6*: Yana\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} Inside the bla
ck console room of his TARDIS, the Master was panting, panicking, breathing hard
, scared out of his wits\u8230? it was the oddest thing. He had never been this
scared, not once, not ever. Not even when he had nearly died. Not even then had
he felt this urge, to hide, to run, to break away from the universe and become s
omething else\u8230?{
Something else\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He had to do it. No Time Lord he had heard of had ever done it. Not even the Doc
tor had done it, although the whole Half Human thing was a little far fetched\u8
230? ha.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Could the process be trusted? Of course. The Time Lords had designed it themselv
es to be foolproof, and if they were good at anything, it was making things fool
proof. Apart from Type Forty TARDIS's but that was the Doctor's problem; not the
Masters.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He vaguely thought of the memories that made him himself; the drums. Insanity. M
urder. Ailla\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yes. He wanted to hide. Hide from the knowledge of himself, as much as from the
Time Lords.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He flicked a switch on his TARDIS console, and the chameleon arch options came u
p. He briefly considered going to the end of the universe in order to escape, bu
t\u8230? no, too remote. No chance of being restored there. Then he hit the 'ran
dom destination' button. That, at least, would make sure the Time Lords would ne
ver find him, nor would the Daleks.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Then he activated the arch, and it came down, and he closed his eyes, fortifying
himself for the inevitable agony to come\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
1978.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He awoke, unsure who he was, or what he was, or why he was, and the only thing h
e knew was that he had a pounding headache.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," a voice, unfamiliar but at the same time comforting, said from above hi
m. He blinked, and looked up, to see a man with a long silver beard and silver h
air looking down on him. "I'm Albus Dumbledore\u8230? who are you?"\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
He took a moment to answer, because in all honesty, he did not know\u8230? and t
hen it came to him, so obviously that he didn't know why he hadn't answered befo
re.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"My name is Yana," he said, and he smiled. "Maximillian Yana."\par\pard\plain\hy
phpar}{
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance," Dumbledore smiled. Yana sat up, and look
ed around; he was in what appeared to be a hospital.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Do you have any idea why you are here?" Dumbledore asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpa
r}{
"I presume I'm ill," Yana said. "Or injured."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You were found in the grounds of the school," Dumbledore said, "lying next to a
statue of a man with a beard and a crown, wearing long robes; a statue none of
the teachers can recall having seen."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana shrugged.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm rather afraid I cannot help you," Yana smiled. "The last thing I remember i
s\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He stopped. There was no last thing. Now he thought about it, there was nothing.
"Can you tell me where you come from?" Dumbledore asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"Norridge," Yana said at once. "I was born in Norridge in 1938; my parents were
Anna and Marius Yana. I was \u8211?," he stopped, and then looked at Dumbledore
suspiciously. "Home educated."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Indeed?" Dumbledore said. "If I was to say Quidditch, what would you say?"\par\
"A game played on broomsticks," Yana replied at once. "Never my forte."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
Dumbledore smiled, and held out his hand.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"A pleasure to meet you, Mr Yana," he said. Yana took the hand, and smiled back.
--\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 7*: The New Teacher\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} Man
y years later, Yana was little more than a traveller, going along from one place
to the next, occasionally helping when he could. There was little he did not kn
ow, few problems he could not solve; he was, in fact, remarkably clever.{
Sometimes, though, he felt he needed more of a challenge. Any challenge, really,
he was not fussed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Then, one day, he opened a copy of the Daily Prophet (which he had delivered eve
ry day for the necessity of keeping in touch with the world) and opened it, to s
ee the announcement of the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts\u82
30?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Hogwarts, the place he had been found, with a gap in his memories. Hogwarts, whe
re resided\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
What?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He shook his head, and read the article.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\i
Dr John Smith, 36, from Newcastle, has taken on the role of Defence Against The
Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. His previous jobs include\u8230?}\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
But Yana hadn't read any more \u8211? because he had seen the picture. Smith was
apparently a youngish man, dressed in a scruffy pinstripe suit, smiling sheepis
hly, slightly embarrassed from all the attention. Yana didn't know how, but he k
new this man. So his next destination was set.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He would go to Hogwarts.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
Five months later.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yana. my name is Yana," the old man smiled. He held out his hand, and Umbridge
took it. He was a dignified sort, this Yana; Black Frock Coat, dark red waistcoa
t, black trousers, white shirt, black cravat. Dignified, intelligent seeming.\pa
"Lovely to meet you," she said, a smile upon her face. "I am Professor Umbridge,
headmistress of this school."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana shook her hand, amiably, but his face betrayed a moments puzzlement as he s
at down.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Forgive me, Professor," he said, "I have been out of touch with the news whilst
on the move\u8230? but the last I heard, Albus Dumbledore was head{\i
master."}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The emphasis he put on the word {\i
master }made Umbrdge shiver slightly, as though it meant something. She shook it
off.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"He was," she explained, her voice hard, "but he was replaced by me when he turn
ed traitor against the ministry. Tea?" she asked, offering him a cup.\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
Yana smiled coldly, and took the cup. He sipped the tea, smiled, and then looked
up at her, his eyes twinkling.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I take it from your unhappiness that he... eluded capture?" he asked, delicatel
"Yes," glowered Umbridge, looking more and more like a toad. Yana smiled a littl
e more, and sipped the tea again. It was a tad bitter, but complaining would be
impolite and, after all, he was hoping for a little news.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
"I thought so," Yana said, quiet triumph in his voice though he tried to suppres
s it. "Dumbledore always was a slippery customer. I remember one time when I tri
ed to harness the power of Veela magic, he -"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana stopped talking, and frowned. "What did I just say?" he asked, bemused.\par
"Something about harnessing Veela magic," Umbridge replied, equally befuddled, s
lightly worried.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I must be going doolally," he said, after a moments pause that seemed to stretc
h out, "but I'm sure I've never done any such thing..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Umbridge waved her hand, brushing the incident aside. This man seemed intelligen
t and, more than that, he was human. She liked him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Do you mind if I ask why you are here?" she asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well," Yana smiled, "I decided to come and see how the old place was going on.
I was, after all, found here after the incident which claimed some of my memory\
u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What incident?" Umbridge asked, quickly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I don't remember," Yana deadpanned, and then he chuckled. "Nothing horrific I a
m sure; I'd remember if it was\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I would like to offer you a job, Yana..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Great Hall, the next day.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls," Umbridge was saying, "I take great pleas
ure in introducing your new divination teacher, Professor Yana!"\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
At the far end of the staff table, an oldish man in edwardian apparel stood, bow
ed, and sat back down again. Harry had a look at him, and for a moment, he could
have sworn that there was something more to him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What about Firenze?" came a voice from the Gryffindor table. Parvati Patel was
standijng on her feet, a look of utter outrage evident on her face. Umbridge fro
wned.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Detention, Ms Patel," she said. "Firenze - the half breed - has been sacked. An
d about time."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor, sitting along the row from her, shook his head disparigingly. This w
oman was sadistic, insane, and rascist. Words formed unbidden in his mind, memor
ies that he didn't want.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
'You would make a good Dalek.'\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He realised, sadly, that that phrase applied to Umbridge perfectly.\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
Yet more time passed, and, though he would never have admitted it out loud, the
Doctor was enjoying himself now. Yes, there was Umbridge, but she was being unde
rmined by almost daily practical jokes on a massive scale. The fireworks had bee
n the Doctors favourite. He had seen them go off, set loose by the Weasley twins
, and he just HAD to join in. There was no way in hell he could miss this.\par\p
ard\plain\hyphpar}{
Deep in the TARDIS, he found a box of Galactic Glitters, which he had modified,
and set off from the grand staircase.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
They flew off with a great WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSHHHHHHHH, that startled the student
s and made Umbridges day even worse, since Galactic Glitters were self replicati
ng and the noise and light lasted for 24 hours approximately. He went back into
the DADA classroom, planning for the evening lesson, when Umbridge came into the
room.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You set off some of those fireworks!!" she bellowed, angrily. She was actually
red faced. Marvellous. He ignored her.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Answer me!!" she screamed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You want to watch that temper of yours, Delores," he said coolly. "You'll give
yourself a hernia."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
She looked as though she was going to throttle him, but at that point, one of th
e Galactic Glitters exploded right outside the door.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You haven't heard the last of this!!" she screeched, as she ran out.\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor smiled. Umbridge didn't have the power or the authority to threaten h
im, and none of the teachers would help her. Not even Yana, the teacher she had
appointed, who the Doctor quickly realised was a good man despite it. He had spo
ken with the new divination teacher several times, and found him engaging compan
He didn't know why, but the old man seemed familiar.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Professor Yana stood quite calmly, as Harry and Ron entered, a look of severe an
noyance on his face.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You are five minutes late, boys," he said, in a mock stern voice. thy looked at
each other in horror, but then Yana's face broke into a smile. "But I don't bla
me you. This is hardly the most interesting or useful subject taught at this sch
ool. However, I am assigned to it, so I shall endeavour to teach you something u
seful."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
They sat down gratefully, as Yana flicked through the curriculum. Then he put do
wn the book carefully, and looked at them.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Time is," he said. They waited for a moment for him to add to this description,
but he said nothing more.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Time is what, Professor?" Parvati Patil asked; she was cradling her hand slight
ly, the words 'I shall not interrupt' carved there. Yana's eyes glanced at the s
car, and then he looked at each of the class in turn.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Time is," he repeated. "It exists. There are few ways of accurately predicting
the future, since it is always in flux, with only a few events fixed to happen..
He stopped, as a grimace passed over his face. He put a hand to his head and sat
down.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Are you alright sir?" asked Harry genuinely concerned.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yes, I'm fine," Yana said. "It's just that my head - it's pounding."\par\pard\p
lain\hyphpar}{
{\b
Duh Duh Duh Duuum. Duh Duh Duh Duum.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Perhaps you should visit the hospital wing," said Parvati.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"Certainly not!" Yana said, with a sudden fierceness, real anger on his face. Fo
r a moment, he looked like a different person. Far older... far darker... far mo
re -\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The moment ended, and old Professor Yana was back.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am touched by your concern, Ms Patel," Professor Yana said, smiling again, "b
ut I'm quite alright. It'll take more then a headache to stop me from teaching."
"Shame," whispered Ron to Harry. Yana pretended not to notice, and continued tea
ching, the drums pounding again...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
Duh Duh Duh Duum. Duh Duh Duh Duum...}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Weeks passed. The happy feeling the Doctor had, the enjoyment, had gone. Fred an
d George had left, and none of the other jokes were anywhere near as fun or inte
resting as theirs had been. Hagrid had been rather violently sacked. Both he and
Firenze, who'd been living with him, had been forced to flee from Umbridge and
co. Even worse, Professor McGonagall had been injured while trying to protect th
em.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor was miserable now, and couldn't stand staying here. "I hope," he said
to the innocuos blue box sitting in the corner for what he calculated was the f
ifty seventh time, "that what you've brought me here for is worth all this."\par
The TARDIS said nothing, and the Doctor slumped in his chair. Unable to do anyth
ing, angered by Umbridges actions, and uncertain of the TARDIS's motives... it w
asn't going well. He fell asleep after a while, only for a knock on the door to
wake him up.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Doctor Smith? It's Professor Yana," came a voice. "Professor Umbridge wants to
see us."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Tell her she can go rot!" yelled the Doctor. He was in no mood for Davros the T
ranny tonight.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"This is important," Yana called. "Apparently, Harry Potter and some of his frie
nds broke into her office, and they're being questioned now!"\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
The Doctor had stood up on 'Harry Potter', and barreled out of the office, nearl
y knocking Yana over. The old teacher spluttered slightly, and looked mildly sho
cked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Come on!" he said. "Don't want to keep her royal bossyness waiting..."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana was about to follow, when he heard a voice inside his head.\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
{\b
{\i
"The Box, you fool, the Box!"}}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He turned around; there. A blue box, nine feet tall, and a lamp on top. 'Police
Public Call Box.' It was standing in a corner of Dr Smith's office, innocuous, a
s if it was hiding. Yana had the absurd notion that it was whistling, trying to
pretend it hadn't noticed him there.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The door was slightly ajar.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
{\i
"Go in, you fool, go in! The power you need is within! TAKE IT!!"}}\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
Yana shook his head. He must be going insane... first sign of madness, hearing v
oices in your head, he told himself. Ignore it. It'll pass. He walked out, and f
ollowed Dr Smith.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
Duh Duh Duh Duuum,} the drums went.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 8*: The Master\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} The Doct
or entered Umbridges office, Professor Yana close behind. She was alone, her so
called "Inquisitorial Squad" absent from the proceedings, but six kids, includin
g Harry Potter (obviously) and Hermione Granger were in there with her.{
The looked Umbridge straight in the eye, grim faced. She looked extremely happy
which was, as far as the Doctor was concerned, a bad sign.\par\pard\plain\hyphpa
r}{
"What can I do for you?" he asked, deciding that he couldn't stand this woman an
ymore. "Not happy with your dictatorship? Punishing people for speaking their mi
nds? The usual mad dictator stuff?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Umbridge smiled sweetly, ignoring his rudeness.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Freedom of speech is for muggles, Dr Smith, but that's not why I wanted you her
e," she said; she was smiling like a child with a new toy. "Dr John Smith, you a
re fired!!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor raised his eyebrow. He wasn't bothered in the slightest, but he felt
this might prove to be a very tricky situation if he didn't handle it well enoug
h; although handling things well was not what he was known for.\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"Mind if I ask why?" he asked politely. At this, Umbridge threw Harry forward.\p
"They spilled the beans about you, you filthy half breed!" she yelled, ultimate
triumph in her voice. "'Time Lord' my arse!" The Doctor looked at Harry, a quizz
ical look on his face.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"She made us. She was going to torture us..." said Hermione, from the back of th
e room.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor looked up at her. Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Ron Weasley, his sister
Ginny, and Harry...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You've got to help us," Harry whispered through gritted teeth, and the Doctor n
odded almost inperceptibly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Right!" he yelled, startling everyone in the room, "if that's the case Professo
r Umbridge, I'll be off. You don't need me here getting in your way..."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
"I think not, Doctor," she said, malevolence creeping into her voice. "I believe
you have a Time Machine... and the ministry would quite like a full working one
. Professor Yana, seize him immediately!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana had been standing there like a baffled party goer, too polite to move off f
rom a conversation that puzzled him, but unable to join in.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"What?" he said, still confused.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am your employer you stupid old man," she said, her voice rising, "and I orde
r you to seize Dr Smith immediately!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
On Umbridges words, Yana bristled, almost imperceptably, and then, narrowing his
eyes, he raised his wand, aimed it at the Doctor... and then, flicking it at Um
bridge, he stunned her with a quick flick of the wand. The Doctor stared at him
in shock.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What?" he said at last.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Can't stand that woman," he explained. "Ghastly temper, and she's remarkably ru
de. 'Stupid old man' indeed."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stood there shocked for a moment, then hugged Yana where he stood, la
ughing loudly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You're brilliant!" he yelled. "Magnificent! Now then..." He turned to the kids,
a serious expression on his face. "What did you do to irritate her?" he asked.\
Harry explained about Sirius being captured at the Department of Mysteries. When
he had finished, the Doctor looked thoughtful, and conflicted...\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"Right. And what do you want {\i
me} to do about it?" he asked at last. Harry gaped at him, not believing what he
had just heard.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You've got a time machine, haven't you?" he asked, shocked. "You can get us the
re in time to save Sirius!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Not my fight, though," the Doctor replied sadly. "I can't risk knackering the t
imline, and for al I know, Sirius might be meant to die, or you might be meant t
o rescue him without my help... I sympathise a great deal, but..."\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"He's the only family I've got!" yelled Harry. "He'll die if I don't save him!"\
The Doctor sagged, defeat spreading across his features in a half annoyed, half
relieved way.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, I really wish you hadn't said that," he sighed. "Come on then."\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
He turned on his heel, and led the way to the TARDIS, hands firmly jammed in poc
kets. Harry followed him eagerly. After him came Hermione, who looked half worri
ed, half resolute, Ron, who looked a lot more determined than he felt, a confuse
d Ginny, and Neville, who accepted Harry's lead without question. Soon, only Lun
a Lovegood and Yana were left.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Professor," Luna said to him, "I think we should go."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana looked at her, and her calmly expectant face, and felt bewildered.\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
"But..." he spluttered.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I think you should go with the Doctor," she said, and her voice was suddenly fi
rm. Yana looked at her for a moment, and then he smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"You know, my dear," he said, calmly, "I believe you may be right."\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
When the Doctor got to the TARDIS, he turned to Harry.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You are sure about this?" he asked. When Harry said nothing, but looked expecta
ntly at the TARDIS door, the Doctor sighed. "Never mind. Nine hundred years of e
xperience with humans, should know better by now, shouldn't I?"\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
He opened the door with a quick turn of the key.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Forgive me for asking," came Professor Yana's voice, startling the Doctor, "but
how are we all going to fit in there?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor looked at him, confused; he and Luna had just shown up.\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"You want to come?" he asked at last.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana folded his arms, and gave a very stern, almost... familiar someho, expressi
on.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"If you're taking six students of this school into danger," he said, seriousness
the Doctor had never heard there creeping in, "then it is my job as the sole re
sponsible teacher here to protect them. You just got fired, even if it was by th
at repulsive toad of a woman. I'm coming, Doctor, whether you like it or not."\p
The Doctor opened his mouth, thenb closed it, then opened it again, then closed
it again.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"If that's what you want to do," he said at last. Then, unexpectedly, he grinned
. "Glad to have you along."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He entered the TARDIS, and the others followed. Those who hadn't been in it befo
re did the usual "ooh, ah" routine, but the Doctor didn't care. He pulled a leve
r, flicked a switch, and then, suddenly, a great noise came up, a noise he had n
ot heard in a year...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The TARDIS was in flight. The central columm went up and down, and a hideous Vwo
rp Vworp noise filled the room. The Doctor turned.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We're off," he said. To his own surprise, he felt an enourmous sense of peace..
'This is what we're here to do, it must be,' he thought to himself. 'The TARDIS
wants me to help...'\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana held his head. The voices were getting louder... what did all these things
mean? He didn't know, and he didn't want to...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Are you all right Professor Yana?" came a voice from somewhere.\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
Yana looked up to see the Doctor standing over him, glasses on, hands firmly in
pockets. He realised he was sitting on a chair.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm fine, Doctor. It's just... a headache, that's all," he explained. "What did
you say this machine was called?" he asked after a moment.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"A TARDIS," the Doctor smiled. "Time And Relative Dimension In Space."\par\pard\
plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
TARDIS. TARDIS. Time Lord. Time Travel. {\i
TARDIS... Time Lord... Open the watch!}}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"This is a time machine?" Yana asked. "A vessel for travelling through time?"\pa
"Yup," the Doctor smiled. "Anywhere, anywhen."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Never could keep time, myself," Yana said. he took out the watch that, for some
reason, he always wore. Habit, most likely. He took it out, and showed it to th
e Doctor. "Broken. Always late, me. Always... lost."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor was staring at the watch, and his face turned cold, and almost scared
"How long have you had this?" he asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"As long as I can remember," Yana smiled, but there was uncertainty in his smile
. "Why?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Do you hear voices?" the Doctor asked, his voice sharp.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"Uh..." Yana was confused. "How... how do you know...?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What kind of voices?" the Doctor asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"They're saying things..." Yana said, glad to speak of it for the first time in
his life. "'Time Lord', 'TARDIS', things I don't understand..."\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
The Doctor looked at him right in the eye, as if studying something held deep wi
thin it's depths...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'd ignore them, Yana," he said at last. "Voices in your head only ever want tr
ouble."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana looked at the Doctor. And unbidden, the voices spoke again.\par\pard\plain\
hyphpar}{
{\b
{\i
"Kill him!"}}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor walked away from him, and he blinked. There was something more to thi
s, something more that he didn't understand, but that he swore he would.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
"You are the Master of all," a girls voice said to him, and he turned to see...
Lovegood, smiling at him. "Believe in yourself," she added. "All you desire can
be yours."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana looked at her, and then he leaned forward.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What...?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\i
Tappity tap. Tappity tap.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
She was tapping her fingers against the side of her leg. He started tapping his,
and then she held a finger to her lips, and winked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And then he was alone in his chair.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor stood at the console, thinking what Yana had said over and over. If w
hat he thought was happening to the old man was... well. It all depended on who
it was that was hiding in that watch, didn't it?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," a girls voice said, and the Doctor blinked, turned, and found himself f
acing a fourth year girl, who for some reason he didn't know the name of.\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," he said, slightly snappishly. "What can I do for you?"\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"The Lord and Master of all things is about to rise," she said, smiling away. "A
nd when he does, the Last of the Fallen Lords of Time will no longer be the last
"What?" the Doctor squeaked, confused.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The girl said nothing more, but just tapped her fingers against her leg.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
{\i
Tappity Tap. Tapptiy Tap.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who are you?" the Doctor asked, staring at her.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Luna Lovegood," she replied. The name was familiar...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Xeno Lovegoods daughter?" the Doctor asked in amazement. She nodded, and walked
away.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He slumped against the console. Of all the people to make predictions... Xeno's
daughter. 'Oh well,' he thought, 'if she's anything near as weird as her Dad, sh
e's talking nonsense...'\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He hoped.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The entrance to the ministry of magic was silent and deserted. Until the TARDIS
materialised, that is. The trumpeting noise shattered the calm of the dark place
, and the people coming out of it a second later didn't help.\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
The Doctor walked out, followed by his companions, all of whom made rather a lot
of noise...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Lead on," he said to Harry, who was already running ahead of them all.\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
Harry obliged, and ran even more. Professor Yana stayed by the TARDIS, and no on
e noticed him. The Doctor was too busy trying to keep up with the kids.\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
{\i
"Open the watch! OPEN THE WATCH!!"}}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The voices could not be denied any longer... his head was pounding... He took th
e watch out of his pocket, held it up to his face, and opened it...\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
A golden light streamed over him, casting his eyes into deep shadow. If anyone c
ould have seen them, they would have seen a dark intelligence enbter them - that
and madness...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And the n it was over, and Professor Yana - or rather, the being who had been Pr
ofessor Yana, looked up from the watch, a dark gleam in his eye...\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
By now, the were in the room of many doors. The Doctor was scanning them with hi
s sonic screwdriver, hoping to find the right one, when he suddenly stopped - a
stricken expression hit his face, and he sagged.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Doctor?" asked Ron, the only person who noticed. "What's the matter with you?"\
"Nothing..." replied the Doctor. "I just... thought I felt something familiar...
Unnoticed by anyone, Luna Lovegood smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He dropped the watch, and stepped on it, all his pent up frustration being focus
ed on the little device. He crushed it under his Edwardian boot heel, and laughe
d out loud. He stared at the TARDIS. The Doctor had locked it, sadly, so he woul
d have to find him. Kill him. Rip his body into litle pieces. {\i
Concentrate, }Master. The Doctor would know him as soon as he saw him, though, s
o he would have to try something else. He remembered his own TARDIS, at the grou
nds of Hogwarts, hidden; the statue. He smiled, and decided to wait. After all..
. he was the Master of all, and that included patience...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 9*: Reunion\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} Sneaking in
stealthily, Dolohov and Mulciber noted the old man, stepping on an old fob watc
h, and looked at each other, each thinking the same thing; get him.{
Dolohov raised his wand, pointing it at the strangers back. Mulciber did the sam
e.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Lucius had put them in charge of dealing with any Ministry workers that remained
behind, and while he didn't look like a Ministry worker, he was {\i
there}, so he must be.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hold it, old man," said Mulciber, putting on his most threatening tone.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
The man turned, a slight smile on his face, blue eyes that looked as though they
never shone; dead and cold. He seemed completely unthreatening. But then, seeme
d was never the same as {\i
is}.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I know you," said Dolohov, completely forgetting himself at the sight of the fa
miliar man.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Do you?" said the man, in a tone that suggested that he didn't think Dolohov kn
ew him in the slightest, and that, if the man had the choice, Dolohov would neve
r know him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I know of you anyway," Dolohov clarified. "You're Maximillian Yana, the Hogwart
s divination teacher."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The man smiled even more, a cold threatening thing that reminded them of their o
wn masters smile; a thought they quickly shook off, both of them. Angering this
old man would be nothing, compared to the anger of the Dark Lord...\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
"Sorry to disappoint you, gentlemen, but that's not who I am at all," the old ma
n said, the cold, dead smile gracing his features still, unnerving in it's inten
sity. "'Yana', was an invention, a disguise so perfect, I forgot who I truly am,
what I truly am, what I am meant to be."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Then who are you?" said Mulciber, confused. What was this old fool on about?\pa
"I am\u8230?" the old man began, but then he stopped. "My name is the Master. I
am a Time Lord, from the planet Gallifrey, in the constellation of Kasterberous.
I am over one thousand years old, and \u8211? just in case you think I'm insane
, I would ask you to look into my eyes."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Dolohov raised an eyebrow, and looked at Mulciber \u8211? but his colleague was
staring blankly at the Master. Dolohov realised what this was, and tried to cast
a curse, but he found himself staring at the Master's eyes, and listening to th
e comforting voice...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yes, that's it. You serve a new Master, Death Eater..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
They had gone to the place where Sirius was meant to be, but found it completely
empty. The Doctor looked around, hands in pockets, staring at all the glass bal
ls. Several caught his notice, including one that said, for some reason, {\i
Lords of Time 1+2 }(he'd have to investigate that at some point). He still could
n't shake off the feeling that he had missed something. He turned to look at Har
ry, who was still struggling with what had just happened.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar
}{
"He's not here, Harry," said the Doctor, slowly, carefully. "And I don't think h
e ever was. I'm sorry."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I saw him," Harry said. "I saw him, and\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"If I was to hazard a guess," the Doctor said, still careful with his wording, i
n case he set the young man off, "I would say that it was an induced visual hall
ucination. Probably," he added, "a telepathic one."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Voldemort made me see Sirius," Harry said, realising the truth, and then he sma
cked himself in the head. "I should have realised!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Harry?" came Ron's voice, suddenly. "This one has your name on it."\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
Harry turned, too see Ron pointing at one of the glass balls. Craning his neck t
o see, Harry widened his eyes in surprise; it was his name. {\i
S. P. T. to A. P. W. B. D. Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter.}\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"What?" he said. The Doctor came up behind him, glasses on, and blinked in shock
"Well," he said. "It's yours, I guess you should look at it."\par\pard\plain\hyp
hpar}{
"But," Harry said, stammering, looking at the thing with a sense of mingled drea
d and surprise, "how do I know it's mine?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"It's got your name on it," the Doctor smiled. Very slowly, Harry picked up the
prophecy, and then he smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Great," the Doctor grinned, then he dropped it like a mask. "We have to go; if
you were lured here, then whoever did the luring is probably after that\u8230? w
hatever it is\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He stopped. There, wands raised, were ten or so people, dressed in black robes a
nd black masks, narrowed eyes visible in the slits.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Very intelligent of you, Dr Smith," one said, his voice an R.P drawl. "At least
one of your group is in touch with reality, Potter, or you really would be in t
rouble."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, hello," said the Doctor. "Who are you?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"They're Death Eaters," hissed Ginny from behind him. "Voldemorts servants."\par
"That ones Lucius Malfoy," muttered Ron, glowering at the Death Eater who had sp
oken.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yes, quite right Weasley, you're almost as smart as your father," Lucius Malfoy
said. "Mind you, that's not saying a great deal."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor, who had been grinning slightly, stopped and faced Malfoy again, and
he narrowed his own eyes.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice a degree or so colder. "Apart fro
m threatening kids, I mean."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm looking for a prophecy," replied Malfoy, a sneer audible in his tone. "{\i
That} prophecy, specifically."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Prophecy?" said the Doctor, slightly confused, looking at the glass balls that
surrounded them.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yes, prophecy," Malfoy said. "This is the fabled Hall of Prophecy. That one tha
t Potter is holding is one pertaining to\u8230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He stopped. "Why am I telling you this?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, I have a very trustworthy face," the Doctor deadpanned. "Prophecy though\u8
230?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And then he burst out laughing, loudly and raucously. Malfoy stared at him. Some
lunatic was laughing - that was not something he was used to on missions, and c
ertainly not something he had expected to deal with...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh my stars, that's rich," he said, barely keeping himself standing he was laug
hing so much. "But seriously, now," the Doctor said, still grinning, but finally
calming down, "there's no accurate way to tell the future. It's shifting, ever
changing, like a river. There are countless Parallels, countless different reali
ties. The Future is never certain, Malfoy."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"That prophecy says otherwise," Malfoy said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"And what if the prophecy says that your Master is meant to die at Harry Potters
hands?" the Doctor said, thinking quickly, putting his hand in his pocket and g
etting the sonic screwdriver out. The Death Eaters didn't seem to notice. Malfoy
looked slightly worried. "Do you reckon your Master will thank you for bringing
the thing that tells of his demise?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"It tells of nothing of the sort!" a woman snapped from Malfoys side. "He's play
ing for time. Kill them all!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor turned to the kids, and said "cover your ears." Then he raised his ha
nd, as Malfoy aimed his wand, the sonic screwdriver extended, and the Doctor pre
ssed a button.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
A horrible screeching noise filled the ears of the Death Eaters, and the Doctor
and the others escaped during the confusion, the Doctor bellowing "RUN!" at the
top of his voice.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Find them!" screamed Malfoy, infuriated beyond anyone's guess. "Find them, and
GET THAT PROPHECY!!!!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor led them into the entrance hall. He knew exactly which door in the sp
inning door room to take, because he could sense the TARDIS. They ran up to it,
when Professor Yana stepped out from inside it.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Professor Yana, I was wondering where you'd gotten to," said the Doctor quickly
, not even acknowledging the old man properly, which in retrospect was probably
a mistake. "Now look, we've got to get out of here!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana didn't move, and the Doctor looked at him \u8211? {\i
really} looked at him. Harry, too, was staring at Yana; it was like when he saw
the Doctor transform into different people. He saw a man with a goatee, in a dar
k suit, and another man in a leather coat...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Doctor, that's not Yana," said Harry, but the Doctor had never needed someone t
o tell him something less.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," he said. "Long time, no see."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Been a bit busy," Yana smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What the heck is going on?" Ron asked, annoyed. "There are Death Eaters here! W
e have to leave!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We aren't going anywhere, Mr Weasley," Yana said, his voice hard, "not without
my say so."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He clicked his fingers, and two Death Eaters stepped out of the shadows; Mulcibe
r and Dolohov. The Doctor took a step back, but Yana held up a hand.\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
"They aren't for you, Doctor," he smiled. "They're for your little human pets. K
ill the children."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Death Eaters moved, raising wands, but the Doctor was faster, hitting out, k
nocking both of the Death Eaters to the floor. Hermione was fast enough to stun
one, and Harry and Ron petrified the other. Yana didn't seem to mind this setbac
k in the slightest.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You don't change," he said to the Doctor, almost wistfully. "All these regenera
tions, and you're still a goody two shoes."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I offer the universe whatever you lack," the Doctor snapped, and Yana laughed,
throwing his head back.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"My own words used against me\u8230?" he said. "How appropriate."\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
Before they could continue their conversation, the Death Eaters ran into the roo
m, and started throwing spells. The kids snapped into action, but Yana was faste
r, whipping something out of his pocket; it looked like the Doctor's sonic screw
driver, but it was as if someone had modified it \u8211? it was bigger and nasti
er looking than the Doctors device. Yana aimed it at one Death Eater, and presse
d a button; a golden beam shot out and the Death Eater fell like a puppet withou
t a string. The other Death Eaters stopped.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You will cease this malady," Yana said. "I command it."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"Who are you to command the servants of the Dark Lord?" Malfoy demanded.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
Yana raised himself to his fullest height, and smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am the Master," he intoned. "The Master of you, the Master of this place, the
Master of this world, this solar system, this galaxy, this universe, this creat
ion\u8230? I am the Master of everything and everyone who has ever existed and w
ill ever exist."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Death Eaters seemed struck dumb by the power that radiated from the man. The
kids were awestruck, and both Neville and Ron had actually fallen to their knee
s. Only the Doctor seemed unaffected.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You don't change much either," he said. "I'm tired of bandying words with you,
Master. Let's end this."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"End?" the Master smiled. "This will not end Neither of us can let it."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
"It will end," the Doctor promised. "Today."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And then both men raised their hands, placed them on the side of their heads, an
d spoke the same word at the same time.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"{\b
Contact}."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
At first, nothing happened, except for the expressions on the two men's faces. N
obody could have told whether anything was actually happening, even as the Order
of the Pheonix burst in, only to find all the Death Eaters save one dead one an
d all the kids staring at the two men, who now seemed to be in agony, both looki
ng inches from screaming. A blue light started glowing, spreading from their hea
ds, and enveloping their bodies; blue lightning darted around them, occasionally
darting out of the halo that surrounded them. Both seemed moments away from exp
iring from agony\u8230? and then the light receded, both men sweating, exhausted
, drained. And then the Master walked over to the Doctor, slowly, painfully...\p
And hugged him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The two men hugged like brothers fighting on opposite sides of a civil war, who'
d been reunited by peace, before they finally broke out of the hug, both smiling
, genuine warmth in what had been Yana's eyes for the first time since he had re
turned to himself.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"You should be dead," the Doctor said to the Master.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I was never very good at doing or being what others said I was," the Master rep
lied, and there was a haunted look in his eyes. "Is it true, about Gallifrey?"\p
For a moment, the Doctor looked angry. "Do you really think I would lie about th
at?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Master sighed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"No," he said at last. "I might, but you never would."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
They looked at each other for a long time, ignoring the humans who seemed to be
hanging on their very words.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What was it like?" the Master finally asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor glared at him.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Just like you, to ask that question," he said. "Not whether I'm alright, not wh
ether I need help, not an offer to come with me\u8230? no, you have to have the
gory details."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Of course," the Master smiled. "You forget \u8211? I have wanted, so much, to b
e the one who shook up the Time Lords precious perfect cosmos; and yet \u8211? {
\i
you} are the one who brought that perfect world crashing down."\par\pard\plain\h
yphpar}{
"That perfect world never existed," the Doctor said heavily \u8211? he hated adm
itting it, but it was true. The Master seemed about to say something else, when
he saw the humans crowded around them.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"We seem to have attracted an audience," he said. The Doctor blinked and looked
at Harry, Ron and the rest, and he smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yeah," he said. "Anyway."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Master took a step back, and suddenly, he was enveloped in green light, and
thrown backwards into the TARDIS. The Doctor blinked in shock at the sight of th
e Avada Kedavra in action, and turned to look at the place it had originated. Al
l of the people in the room had taken a step back, even his own followers; for L
ord Voldemort, snake eyes, snake face, billowing black robes, had stepped into t
he room, staring around. Then he spoke, and asked one question in a soft voice.\
"Where's the prophecy?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\s2 \afs28
{\b
*Chapter 10*: The Master Reborn\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
The Master was dead. That was the only thought that permeated the Doctors mind,
breaking through every reserve of control he had. He blinked once, and Lord Vold
emort looked at him.{
"I'll repeat the question," he said, snarling. "Where is the prophecy?!"\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm the Doctor," the Doctor replied, slowly, deliberately, looking at Voldemort
with cold dead eyes that seemed to have the weight of millenia in them.\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
"I don't care who you are..." Voldemort began, but the Doctor cut him off.\par\p
ard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am a Time Lord, from the planet Gallifrey. I am over nine hundred years old."
He fixed his eyes on Voldemort's, and smiled. "And I'm going to destroy you."\p
Voldemort looked at him, as if trying to decide whether to laugh, but the Doctor
didn't care about the laughter of a stupid {\i
ape}\u8230?\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And then he blinked once, and smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Actually," he said, "I'm {\i
not} going to kill you."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh, really," Voldemort said, condescension dripping from his voice.\par\pard\pl
ain\hyphpar}{
"No, I'm not," the Doctor smiled. "He is."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He stepped back, and allowed Voldemort to see the man stepping out of the TARDIS
; gasping in pain, pale, but determined. There was a massive gash in his face; r
emnants of the failure of the curse. And then he smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}
{
"I am the Master\u8230?" he said, slowly. "Reborn."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
And then he threw his hands out, his head up, and a burning energy burst out, fl
ying out of his cuffs, his frock coat waving a little. The Doctor closed his eye
s. Voldemort looked at the spectacle in a mixture of shock and amazement. And th
en, the energy died down, and the Master blinked. There were gasps from the audi
ence \u8211? lets face it, the Doctor thought, that's what they are, now. He was
younger, now, and his eyes were brown, as was his hair, and he looked up at the
Doctor and winked, before looking at Voldemort with a mixture of disdain and di
sgust.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello, I'm the Master," he said. "Ooh, new voice. Hello," he said, deep. "Hello
," again, this time lightly, and then he looked at Voldemort again. "Hello. I'm
the bloke you've just tried to kill. Hope you enjoyed life, 'cos it's about to e
nd!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Voldemort stared at him in amazement.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What magic is this? How can you survive the Avada Kedavra?" he asks, his confus
ion evident. The Doctor and the humans were now staring at the two evil beings,
the Doctor not even sure which one was the one he wanted to win; obviously, he s
till grudgingly respected the Master, but he {\i
was} evil, still.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I'm a Time Lord," the Master told Voldemort. "Death is an irritation at worst f
or us."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor smiled. The Master was being lyrical, as usual. Voldemortblinked, the
n snarled, and aimed his wand at the Master.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Don't try that spell again," the Master said, sounding bored as hell. "It won't
even make me regenerate if you hit me again."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What are you...?" Voldemort hissed. The Master blinked at him, and locked eyes
with him, and smiled.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Let me show you."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He ran forward before Voldemort could stop him, and grabbed his head, staring de
ep into his eyes. The Doctor knew what he was doing as soon as he had spoken; he
was going to show his soul to the Dark Lord.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Voldemort's eyes widened, and then, to the shock of every person there, he stepp
ed back, face marble white, sweating, shaken.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Oh my..." he said, before Disapparating. The Master laughed, and turned to the
Doctor with a grin.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"These humans have no imagination," he said. "I show him a {\i
little} power, and he runs off. Really."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who are you?" came a young mans voice, suddenly. Harry Potter was staring at th
e Master with wide eyes, shocked. "The Doctor was fighting Yana, then he was hug
ging him, then he died, then he stood up, and your here, and Voldemort's gone, a
nd now I'm all confused..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"I am the Master. You do not need to know any more then that," the Master said,
then he turned to everyone else, and spoke in a commanding voice. "I'm afraid to
say, me and the Doctor have unfinished business!" he called out. "Would you all
go away, somewhere?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Every single person in the room, from Albus Dumbledore to Sirius Black to Bellat
rix Lestrange to Lucius Malfoy widened their eyes, and walked out in a daze.\par
"So now what?" the Doctor asked the Master as soon as everyone had gone. "Are we
friends or foes?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Foes, like we've always been Doctor," the Master replied, "but neither ever end
ing the other. A war across the stars, 'til the end of time, or the end of you.
Whichever comes first."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"What about the end of you?" the Doctor asked wryly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Nah," the Master laughed. "The whole universe knows I'm indestructible."\par\pa
rd\plain\hyphpar}{
He pulled his screwdriver out of his pocket, and held it up for the Doctor's exa
mination. "Laser screwdriver," he said. "Compared to this baby, who'd take sonic
? I built after I was restored, found a spare sonic in your ship."\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"Why didn't you just take my ship?" the Doctor asked. "You could have."\par\pard
\plain\hyphpar}{
"Because mine is still around," the Master grinned. He held up his screwdriver,
He presses a button, and a gold statue of - himself, appeared next to him with a
wheezing groaning.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Who resurrected you?" the Doctor asked, the question brought to his lips before
he could stop it.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"That tale will have to wait," the MAster smiled at him. "I have a date with the
universe."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Then he ran into his ship, and it vanished with the same trumpeting noise.\par\p
ard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor sighed. It was over. {\i
I've done what I needed to do. The TARDIS couldn't stand me being alone, so it b
rought me to where he was going to be, to await the} other {\i
last Time Lord.}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He looked briefly at the door through which the others had gone. There was a bit
of commotion happening, but this was the end for him. He had finished his task.
"Goodbye," he said, and then he walked into the police box,and it vanished.\par\
About half an hour later, when the Death Eaters had either been captured or had
escaped, qand Albus Dumbledore ws busy getting Sirius Black off of the hook as i
t were, Harry, Ron and Hermione came looking for the Doctor and the man who had
been Yana. Both were gone. Hermione looked around, almost as if shocked, and it
was with a quiver in her voice that she spoke at last.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"He never even said goodbye..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
When Harry, Ron and Hermione heard the sound outside, they ran, straight for it.
They had heard it only once before, but that once was enough to etch it in memo
ry forever... and they simply had to see him again. Because the Doctor was back.
The TARDIS was standing right there, by Hagrids hut. And so was the Doctor, grin
ning, hands in pockets, blue suit, coat...\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello!" he called when they were close enough to hear him. "I thought you'd nev
er get here!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello," said Harry, grinning, as he sloed to a halt.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hi, mate," said Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hi," said Hermione, breathlessly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor smiled at them. "Well, I thought I'd pop back for three reasons," he
said grandly, bowing to each of them in turn. "Firstly, Mr Potter!"\par\pard\pla
in\hyphpar}{
He threw Harry a tin whistle, which the yooung seeker caught deftly. Harry looke
d at it, then up at the Doctor in puzzlement.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"That is a Stattenheim Summoner," said the Doctor, his voice going posh in an ef
fort to make the tin whistle seem more grandiose (a wildly transparent attempt t
hat failed upon it's embarkation). "When you blow on that, the TARDIS will be dr
awn to your point in time and space. If ever you need me, just whistle."\par\par
d\plain\hyphpar}{
He smiled, then turned to Ron.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Mr Weasley!" he yelled, his voice back to normal. "A present for the next time
Draco Malfoy gets out of hand."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He threw him a box, which Ron fumbled slightly. Harry grimaced; Ron's performanc
e as a Keeper was still not the best.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Azurian mark 2299 stink bombs," the Doctor said, smiling. "That will lock on to
the target and spray him with the most unbelievable smell you can imagine, whic
h will only affect him. I already primed it to Malfoy DNA so it will go off next
time you see him. Good luck, and tell Snape I gave it to you if he catches you.
He shuddered slightly. He didn't like Snape at all; he was rude and unpleasant t
o know. And then he turned to Hermione, and gifted her with the biggest grin yet
"And you, Miss Granger," he said softly. "The only one who didn't laugh when I s
aid I'd been outside the solar system. The one who twigged I wasn't a wizard. Th
e only person who didn't boggle at the TARDIS. I have something special for you.
He drew a breath, as if steeling himself.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"D'you want to come with us?" he asked quickly.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
Hermione latched onto the last bit first, which was typical of her, and indeed o
f the British, really.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"'Us'?" she asked.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Yeah," the Doctor nodded inside, and then, to all their shock, the Master's voi
ce called out.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Hello, apes!" he yelled. "I'm not here out of choice, before you even start."\p
The others turned a questioning look to the Doctor, who shrugged.\par\pard\plain
\hyphpar}{
"Lot of water under the bridge since we met," he said. "Something to do with him
becoming Prime Minister, and a heckuva lot of Spheres. An' a year that never wa
s. Don't vote Saxon."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He grinned at them.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Anyway, you didn't answer my question, Hermione!" he said. "Do you want to trav
el in the TARDIS?"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
She looked at the others, who both looked suitably encouraging, if a bit jealous
"Er, can they?" she asked. The Doctor shook his head.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"One person only," he said. "Having more than two people aboard as well as me ma
kes everything irritating. I can have you back in ten seconds, though. Literally
She looked at the TARDIS, then at Harry and Ron, then at the TARDIS. And then sh
e ran inside.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Magnificent" the Doctor exclaimed, and he shut the door on the two boys. The TA
RDIS's lamp lit up, and the wheezing groaning started up, and the box vanished i
nto thin air.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Well," Ron said.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Blimey," Harry replied.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The two boys barely had time to register that Hermione was gone, before the TARD
IS reappeared. Hermione strolled out the door, followed by the Doctor. She was w
earing her uniform still, but it was slightly shorter on her now, and she wore a
pair of shades and a hat with strange alien writing on it.\par\pard\plain\hyphp
ar}{
"Bye, Koschei!" she called inside.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"My name is the Master!" came a yell from within. The voice was still the same -
he hadn't changed.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
The Doctor and Hermione shared a grin, and looked at the two boys.\par\pard\plai
n\hyphpar}{
"Like I said," the Doctor explained, "ten seconds!"\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
He got back in the TARDIS, and the box dematerialised wih the usual cacophony.\p
"Hermione, what's going on?" asked Ron, with a befuddled look. She grinned at hi
m; a dazzling thing that made the two boys smile.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"Daleks, Cybermen, Woman Wept, giant flies, mad dictators, New York, Cardiff and
a lot of running," she said, laughing and putting an arm around each of their s
houlders. Harry looked up at the sky.\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
"D'you think he'll ever come back?" he asked at length, still a bit confused.\pa
"Whenever we need him," replied Hermione, pointing to the Stattenheim Summoner.
"Now boys, we've a lot of catching up to do. From my perspective, I haven't seen
you for six months..."\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
For the tale of Hermione's time with the Doctor, see "Six Months In Ten Seconds,
Ultimate Edition."}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar}{
{\b
The story will continue in; "The Master Ascendant."}\par\pard\plain\hyphpar} {\p
age } }

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