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A Girl Out of Time	By : SherlockHolmes Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 5362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Dr. Who and I am not making any money from this story.

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The new trio – Harry, Hermione and the Doctor – spent time flitting from library to library as well as taking trips to the past to observe Riddle. They were trying to determine the locations of the Horcruxes. Despite the almost unbearable temptation to interfere with Tom Riddle Jr. and even Albus Dumbledore, the two Time Lords analyzed the timelines, resisted the lure to meddle, and allowed history to play out.

Ron had vehemently repulsed any attempts for a reconciliation from both Harry and Hermione. Fearing he was becoming unstable, the two students transferred any remaining belongings they had left in their dorms down to the TARDIS. To their amazement, the house-elves had discovered the time machine and had taken up an insane delight in sprucing her up.

It was three weeks after their meeting with Professor Snape that the Doctor, Harry and Hermione were sure they had pinned down the location of the locket, cup and diadem. They were still searching zealously for a way to remove the Horcrux lodged inside Harry.

To keep Dumbledore from escalating in his suspicions of them, the little group appeared at random meals in the Great Hall. They hadn’t interacted with Professor Snape since their meeting, so it was with great surprise that he winked at them superciliously one morning, a faint smirk playing about his lips.

The Headmaster blithely carried on with his meal, only to be interrupted by an owl landing by his plate. He unrolled the parchment and looked disgruntled by the contents; sighing in resignation, he stood to make an announcement when he keeled over and exhaled his last breath. Shock rebounded through the Great Hall and several students screamed in terror, and chaos erupted as people fled in all directions.

Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey were attempting to revive the Headmaster to no avail. “Too many of those horrid Lemon Drops, I reckon,” the nurse mused, “Must have caused his heart to stop.” And so Albus Dumbledore passed away with nary a sound, and was mourned and forgotten in due time.

The trio exchanged glances, now they just had to deal with Tom Riddle.

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Over the next few weeks, the group acquired with agonizing slowness the remaining Horcruxes. The Spirit provided them with Basilisk fangs as she deemed the Chamber of Secrets was too unstable for flesh and blood creatures to enter it. As they rendered each Horcrux barren, inhuman screams filled the cave along with noxious fumes. The clever use of the Bubblehead Charm and several Scorify’s later prevented any serious damage to Harry. Hermione and the Doctor’s anatomy already provided them with ample protection.

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Hermione was curled up on the loveseat, flipping through an ancient tome that had been discovered during one of their side trips. She had been idly scanning the pages, not really anticipating finding anything useful when she suddenly sat up in excitement. Carefully re-reading the section of the old book, her hearts began to hammer with adrenaline; she had found a way to save Harry!

The Doctor burst into the sitting room, having been drawn by her emotions, followed by Harry who had seen the Doctor rush past his room. “What is it, love?” the Doctor panted, eyes bright with eagerness. Hermione thrust the book at him, “Will this work? I’m pretty sure it will…but…it would be best if you verified it,” she was babbling but she didn’t care – if this worked, they might be able to end the war with minimal casualties.

He scanned the passage intently, before pacing back and forth as he considered all the options. Finally the Doctor turned back to his family, “Yes, we just have to find a significant object to draw the soul shard into.”

Harry gasped, “You found a solution?” Tears pricked at his eyes, while he was prepared to die to save the Wizarding world, he had secretly hoped he would be able to live…he wanted more time with his new family – his sister, Hermione and her husband, the Doctor.

Hermione was deep in thought, “Didn’t he steal a mask – it had Salazar’s mark on it – along with Hufflepuff’s cup from Hepzibah Smith? That would work – Riddle is obsessed with everything Slytherin.”

The two men grinned at her, “Way to go, Hermione!” from Harry and “Brilliant, love,” from the Doctor. She returned their smiles and then sighed, “now we just have to find it.”

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“It’s late love, let’s sleep on it and see what we can find in the morning,” the Doctor advised. He rubbed Hermione’s neck for a moment before scooping her up to snuggle into his arms. Harry smiled at the sight, “I’ll see you two in the morning. ‘Night.”

Hermione yawned, “Sorry, ‘night Harry.”

The Doctor carried her to their room – the longer he stayed here, the more he was able to use magic – and Divesto’d their clothes before he nudged Hermione face down into bed. He moved her hair up off her neck into a loose coil, summoned a jar of vanilla and sandalwood balm, and began to cautiously massage her tension away. Sliding his hands up and down her back, he worked on the knots in her spine, neck and shoulders. Hermione melted into the mattress under his ministrations, as she was lulled into a light doze. When he finished the massage, the Doctor carefully rolled Hermione onto her side and cuddled close, adorning the feel of her naked body against his.

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The next morning Harry greeted them excitedly, “I know where it is!” He was nearly bouncing up and down with his enthusiasm, causing Hermione and the Doctor to laugh at his antics. “Ok, genius, where’s the mask?” Hermione teased.

“Borgin and Burkes’ – remember we saw Malfoy looking at it a couple of years ago?” Harry replied happily, they were so close…

The Doctor grinned, “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go get it!”

Hermione groaned, “Surely they will have protective enchantments on it. Promise me we’ll check everything carefully – and go back if we have to – we’ve come too far to mess up now because we’re impatient.” To identical pouts appeared for a moment. The Doctor sighed, “The voice of reason shall prevail…spoilsport!” he kissed her to take away any sting his words may have caused. Hermione swatted him, “Clown, ok, let’s go look.”

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They timed their arrival for afterhours, and scanned the shop for an agonizingly long time before disabling the protective wards around the dark magic store. The trio carefully approached the glass counter, examining it for the mask. “Here,” Harry whispered, the shop was creepy enough in the daylight, but he hated it more at night – a feeling close to terror skittered along his spine, raising the hairs on the back of his neck and goose bumps on his arms.

The Doctor and Hermione studied the mask and the counter for several minutes, searching for any traps or jinxes. All they could find was basic protection and anti-theft charms. Slipping easily past them, Hermione summoned the mask, and breathed a huge sigh of relief when no alarms were triggered. She reached out for the glittering mask, when the Doctor stopped her. She was about to flash him a look of annoyance, but paused when he removed a silk scarf from inside his coat and wrapped it around the mask.

“Better safe than sorry,” he said, “come on let’s get out of here and have some breakfast.”

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A/N: I realize that in “HP and the Half-Blood Prince” (ch 20) Tom Riddle took Helga Hufflepuff’s Cup and Salazar Slytherin’s locket and used both for Horcruxes – for my story to work, I needed to substitute another dark object for the locket – since in my storyline they already found and destroyed the locket. I looked up dark objects on the Harry Potter wiki sight and masks were mentioned being in Borgin and Burkes, and it seemed like a good fit. You will notice several similarities between the mask and the necklace that Draco used on Katie Bell.
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