A Girl Out of Time | By : SherlockHolmes Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 5362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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The TARDIS rematerialized on the top platform of the Astronomy Tower, tucked securely in an unused corner where she would not be easily noticed. In real time, the pair had been gone just under two hours, and it was approaching Hermione’s curfew. However, while inside the blue time machine, two glorious weeks had passed far too quickly for the Time Lords.
Idea after idea had been dissected, analyzed and reformatted into a tentative plan of action. Their first step was to approach the Headmaster before heading to Gryffindor Tower. Hand in hand, Hermione and the Doctor strode towards the Headmaster’s office. She was a little nervous they might be caught, but a mental hug and a physical squeeze of her hand reassured Hermione; she let out a deep breath and willed herself to relax, earning a wry grin from the Doctor, ‘That’s my girl,’ he approved silently.
When they reached the stone gargoyle guarding the staircase leading up to the Headmaster’s office, it only took a few moments work with his sonic screwdriver to suss out the password, ‘licorice wands.’ After striding up the spiral flight of steps, Hermione knocked on the door, the Doctor standing close behind with a hand on her shoulder.
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Albus Dumbledore was slightly surprised at the knock on his door so late at night. He knew Severus Snape had not been summoned by the Dark Lord, and he was really the only one Dumbledore could think of that would be visiting him. “Enter,” he called out as he seated himself behind his giant desk, and only just managed to conceal his astonishment at seeing Hermione Granger march in followed by a taller dark haired man dressed in a brown suit. The energy flowing between the pair was palatable to the old professor.
“Ah, Miss Granger, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit this late on a school night?” Dumbledore intoned seriously as he studied the couple before him. “And who is your…friend?” He was slightly alarmed that this stranger had managed to breach the wards around Hogwarts without his knowledge.
A soundless exchange passed between the two Time Lords before Hermione answered, “This is my oldest friend, The Doctor. He is here to help us against Voldemort.”
Albus regarded her solemnly, “I think, Miss Granger, that there is much more to the story than that.” He steepled his hands before him and observed his guests quietly, the picture of a wise leader.
Again, Hermione and the Doctor exchanged glances, something didn’t feel right about their reception; but he shrugged slightly before turning to the man behind the desk. “I am a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. Hermione is my soul mate and we have bonded. Sometime ago she asked me to investigate Voldemort. I met with her tonight to advise her on what I found.”
Dumbledore was briefly alarmed and then dismissed his suspicions; this ‘Time Lord’ couldn’t possibly know anything that would either help or hinder his plans. “A Time Lord?” he inquired politely, an edge of doubt in his tone.
Hermione’s eyes flashed and the Doctor reached over to squeeze her hand before answering the old Headmaster. “Yes, a Time Lord, and I know more than you think. I know that Voldemort is really Tom Riddle Jr., he has discovered what Horcruxes are and has created several of them in fact, including using Harry Potter as one.” The Doctor was firm and unyielding in both his tone and posture, mimicking the Celtic warriors he had visited centuries in the past.
The Headmaster flushed angrily, “That’s absurd. No one knows Lord Voldemort’s real identity nor are Horcruxes real – it’s a theory only. Miss Granger, I am most disappointed that you would believe such nonsense; I thought you were brighter than that.” He frowned at the young girl, “Your friend Harry Potter defeated Voldemort fifteen years ago; he is dead and unable to be resurrected, no matter what the dark side claims.” Dumbledore stood up and started around the desk, “Now then, what is this about you being bonded this man? He much too old for you, my dear…you are still a child…let me see what can be done to free you from him.” He stopped abruptly as the Doctor faced him. While the Time Lords’ face was impassive, his eyes glittered with power, and the Headmaster felt fear for the first time in decades.
“We came to see you as a courtesy, Headmaster Dumbledore. Hermione is of age in your society, therefore our bonding is of no concern of yours. As for the rest…well, we must have been misinformed. We won’t take up any more of your time,” the Doctor’s voice was rich, deep and implacable as he faced Dumbledore. “Ah, just so you know, Hermione will be staying with me for the duration of my visit. We have some…bonding issues…to work out.” He repressed a grin at Hermiones mental giggle at the Headmasters flummoxed expression.
Albus Dumbledore blinked in surprise; upon reflection, he decided it couldn’t hurt to comply with this ‘Doctor’s’ wishes – at least for now. “That would be acceptable,” he proclaimed.
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The Doctor guided Hermione away from the Headmaster’s office, masking his unease. Dumbledore’s words and actions didn’t jive with Hermione’s past reports of what the Professor was like. Deciding to alleviate any further suspicions the old man might have, he directed Hermione to return with him to the TARDIS, where they retired to the sitting room.
Curling up beside the Doctor on the loveseat, Hermione frowned, “That was most unlike the Headmaster – either he’s been hiding his true intentions all along or he’s being controlled by someone or something else. Not good news for us in either option.”
Just then a warm glow pulsed, and the Time Lords stared at each other in astonishment. “Well, that certainly puts a new spin on things,” Hermione exclaimed.
The Doctor hummed, “I’ve always wondered about the true nature of Hogwarts, but I must admit I never suspected she was sentient and linked with the TARDIS.” Hermione nodded, “Well, looks like we’re moving to the sub-dungeons then. We’ll be more protected there anyway – I’m sure the Headmaster will be causing problems for us shortly.” He agreed, “Let’s go check it out sweetheart!”
He gave her a quick squeeze and a kiss before bounding out to the Control Room. Hermione laughed and shook her head as she followed him.
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