The Littlest Time Lord | By : LadyLaran Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 9332 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note – To all of my readers, thank you so much for staying with me. I do appreciate your patience. I got stuck on a road trip when my dad was called in for overtime at work. The good side of it was getting to spend time with my nieces and nephew, who I typically see twice a year. The bad side of it was that it really kicked my fibromyalgia up about ten notches. I overdid it, big time.
I’ve had good responses on the chapters so far, and I value every single one of you for the reviews you left. I truly hope that all of you enjoy this one!Disclaimer – I do not own Doctor Who or Harry Potter. I’m merely changing things up and having fun with it!Chapter Three – Information Revealed“Gallifreyan? That’s your people right,” Harry asked, looking at the man who had brought so much change in his life today. He was rather confused and hurt, wondering why no one had known that he’d been adopted.“Our people,” the Time Lord murmured in reply, taking the parchment and sitting down with it. His eyes did not leave it for several long moments, lingering on the symbols he knew very well.“Mr. Potter, this is yours.”Harry took the large envelope from Steelclaw, thanking him politely before opening the envelope. There were two there, one with an odd symbol and the other with his name on it. He kept the one marked with the symbol in the envelope, laying it on his lap before nervously opening the smaller envelope that bore his name.My Darling Harry,Before I go any further with this, I must let you know that James and I love you so very much. You are the joy of our lives, and I thank the gods every day for you. You are a precious gift, my little one, and never forget that.I am certain that you have been told a great many things about us by the time you read this letter. One fact may or may not be known to you, my little one, and that is you were adopted. James and I dreamed of having a large family, but those dreams were shattered when we found that I could not carry a child. Our hearts were broken and seemed that they would remain so until one night when everything changed. We were pulled away from our meal by a strange groaning, wheezing sound that came from our parlor. Imagine our surprise when a strange object appeared there!A young woman exited the object and introduced herself. She told us that she was from an alien world, proving it by showing us the interior of her ship. I’m afraid James nearly fainted when seeing that it was so much larger than the exterior showed. Once we believed her, thanks to her willingness of showing us her TARDIS, she began to explain why she was there.She told us that her family was not liked by other factions on her world and she’d received some death threats. While she believed in the strength of her father-in-law, she worried that even he could not protect the baby she was expecting. So she had left her home world, giving birth inside of her craft, and had been searching for a safe place for her child.Apparently, she had been watching us for a while and knew that we would not only protect her son but love him as well. She was willing to leave him in our care, allowing us to adopt him, and mentioned that she would return when things were safe for him. She said that she would not take you from us but allow us to explain things and enable her to be a part of your life. When the time was right, she would take you to her home and allow you the education that comes with your heritage.You were named by her, and I know that she loves you more than her own life. She wept when she held you last, swearing that she would return if the situation allowed. I have no doubt that she would do so if the gods permitted. She warned us that you would exhibit the psychic potential all babies of her world did, which might be mistaken as magic. However, you do not carry that gift but that would not be missed given the abilities you would have as you age.Before she left, she gave me an envelope and told me to ensure that if my path crossed with someone known only as ”the Doctor” that I had to give him the envelope. I am entrusting the envelope to you through this packet, though I hope that you will not need to read this.The headmaster came to us, speaking of a prophecy that said that a child born as the seventh month dies would bring about the downfall of Voldemort. He worries that the baby the prophecy speaks of is either you or Neville. We dare not share that your birth date was not at the end of July but in the middle of it. I have no doubt that your life would be in even more danger if Voldemort were to discover you are not human. I am trusting in the gods that he does not discover us, but I am being cautious in regards to ensuring your survival.Harlin, precious son, please keep your eyes open for this Doctor person and be happy. We love you so much.LilyHarry frowned as he read the letter, blinking back tears. He had been loved, and thatwarmed him deep down inside. With shaking fingers, the dark haired child handed the
other envelope to the Doctor.
The Time Lord took the envelope, reading through the letter that had been waiting for him. His face took on a tight expression, revealing very little of what he was thinking or feeling. Once he had finished with his letter, he folded it neatly and put it back into the envelope, placing it into a pocket of his jacket. Every move he made was carefully controlled, telling the people in the office that he was restraining his emotions with a great deal of effort.“It seems that things will change for both of us,” he told the smaller Gallifreyan, gently ruffling his hair for a moment.“You know my birth parents,” Harry asked, eager to learn more about his family.“I knew them,” the Doctor answered. “Most of their family was destroyed during a troubled time where that bloodline was considered a threat to several other houses. Only two survived, and they left Gallifrey to escape the pressures being put upon them.”“Who are they?”“One was a child named Susan and the other is myself,” he said softly. “I had two children in life, a boy and girl. Both married individuals from our House and were very happy. My daughter had one child, Susan, and my son’s wife never had a child before I lost my children and their spouses. At least, that is what I thought. Before her death, she never let on that she’d been pregnant. If I had known, I would have come to find you so that you would not have to grow up alone.”The realization of what the man was saying dawned swiftly on all of them, especially Harry. The boy looked into the eyes of the Time Lord, finding acceptance, love, and joy that seemed to burn through the tired aged looking hazel eyes.“That means…”“I am your grandfather,” he finished when his last surviving family member trailed off.The teachers stared at each other and then Dumbledore for a long moment. While this news seemed to please both Harry and the Doctor, it left way too many unexplained questions for the staff of the school.“So what does this mean now,” Harry asked softly, making the Doctor smile.“It means you have family to take care of you now,” he answered. “You’ll be coming with me when I leave here, and we’ll start you on your education after I check you over to make sure you’re healthy.”“Really?”An elderly voice interjected before the Doctor could answer the child. The older Time Lord turned his cool gaze to the old man, not pleased by what he was listening to.“I think not,” Dumbledore protested. “He belongs here.”The older Time Lord stared at the headmaster, eyes narrowing at the aging wizard. He would not allow his grandson to be manipulated by anyone, especially this human who thought himself to be better than others.“He is not magical and does not belong here. He belongs with his family where he can learn the ways of his people. I will not leave him here to suffer the abuse that I have seen dished out towards him.”“He was marked by Voldemort and was chosen by fate to stand against him. The boy must remain here to receive the education he needs to face his destiny. You may not take him.”The hazel eyes stared sharply at him, obviously not pleased by the old man’s response. The Time Lord was not going to allow him to use his grandson as a pawn in some power struggle. How in the universe did they expect a child to be able to kill off some evil dark lord? It didn’t make sense to him, and he was not going to allow this. The Doctor had a family to protect and, by the stars, he was going to do his best.“First off, Lily wrote that the prophecy stated that the one who could stand against him was born at the end of July. By your calendar, Harlin was born in the middle of July. Second, prophecies are more about interpretation than anything else. My grandson is not the one it speaks of. Finally, it shouldn’t be a child carrying this burden. One person cannot stand against the entire magical world.”“The scar on his forehead indicates that Voldemort marked him when he attempted to kill him; Harry is the only known survivor of the killing curse,” the headmaster pointed out.“How do you know he used this curse on Harlin,” the Doctor rebutted. “After all, there’s many ways to kill someone. It’s distinctly possible that his adopted mother did something to protect him from a lesser spell that could be fatal to a toddler had she not done something to ensure his survival. Add that protection and his physiology, it’s possible he was able to survive.”“Filius did mention that Lily had been looking into specialized charms,” McGonagall ventured. “It’s possible she found a way to protect him, binding with the abilities he has due to his unique heritage. Charms was one of her strong points, Albus, so we have no idea if she was able to find or create something that would keep Mr. Potter safe.”The Headmaster looked as if he’d bitten into an incredibly sour lemon, and the older alien male shook his head.“He is my grandson and belongs with me, and I’m sorry if you feel otherwise. However, my claim on him is stronger. He does not belong here.”“He is right, Headmaster. The Potter’s last will and testament states that if something happens to them and the Doctor enters his life, then the Doctor has custody of Harlin Jayden Potter until he becomes an adult in the eyes of his people,” Steelclaw told the older male. “Which happens to be a very long time from now,” the Time Lord added, then looked to the goblin. “Is there anything else we need to know before we leave?”“The goblin nation will seal Mr. Potter’s vaults so that none but him or yourself can enter them,” Steelclaw assured him. “It will continue to draw interest. If you would mind signing a few papers for us so that we can recast his key and add you to the accounts as his guardian?”“Good to know,” he chirped. “And I have time to sign papers for this.”He was handed a quill and the Doctor signed the papers, using the Gallifreyan method of writing to ensure the documents would be considered iron clad.“Thank you, Doctor,” Steelclaw said, then flooed the papers to the bank. Moments later, a key came back and was handed to the older Time Lord.“Thank you, Steelclaw. It was a pleasure doing business with you,” the hazel eyed male told the goblin. He turned to his grandson, smiling with pleasure. “Ready to go, Harlin?”“Yes, sir, I am,” he said, looking eager and excited.“Have you anything you wish to bring with us,” the Doctor asked, not wanting the boy to leave his belongings here.“No, sir, I don’t,” he answered, shuffling his feet.“Actually, Doctor, that is incorrect,” the goblin interjected. “Headmaster Dumbledore, you have an item that belongs to Mr. Potter. It must be returned now.”Under the watchful eyes of the people in his office, the elderly wizard retrieved a bundle of fabric and handed it to the boy. He’d hoped to keep this, but it seemed the goblins were too quick.“This was your father’s, my boy. Use it well.”As the child bundled it to his thin chest, the Doctor beamed at his grandson. Traveling with family was something he had missed and was happy to have this chance again.“Right now, we should be off,” he told the youngster, guiding him out the door. “We’ve a friend to pick up as I promised her a trip. I think you’ll like her.”“What’s her name?”“Amelia Pond,” the older Time Lord chuckled. “One feisty and intelligent human. Let’s get going, shall we?”Author’s End Note – Here we go. Thanks for reading. ~ Laran
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