The Boy Who Set My World On Fire

a Doctor Who/Harry Potter Crossover Fanfic

Years ago when our planet was new and Gallifrey still was the home of the Time Lords a man known only as the Doctor stole a big blue box and began to explore. He began far, far away leaving gifts for the planets he visited. He wanted to know what other species would do with the power the Time Lords had perfected. The Doctor supplied planets with different prototypes of his many gadgets. He would leave them and usually no one understood them and they were left alone, forever.

That was before the Great Time War. Only years before the War began did the Doctor leave a sonic screwdriver and TARDIS prototype on earth for us humans. The prototypes were remedial at best the sonic screwdriver simply made of ceramic with a core from a Gallifreyan animal. It was commanded by voice and nothing more.

The Time War ravaged for eons on a linear time line but as every Time Lord and Lady traveled back and forth it seemed impossibly short. The War ended in a final tragedy with the obliteration of every Time Lord and Time Lady in existence, all trace of every prototype obliterated. Or so it was believed.

Back on earth humans had perfected, as best they could, the sonic screwdriver and the TARDIS. Except they had renamed these things because they had no concept of where they came from. A sonic screw driver became a 'wand' controlled by 'spells' and the simple TARDIS that only went backwards in time was renamed a 'Time Turner'.

Humans who had first discovered the prototypes left by the mysterious man had deemed him a 'Wizard' for lack of a better word. With no explanation of who he was these humans had named themselves Wizard Followers but over time as they realized that the original wizard would never return they dropped 'Followers' and became their own form of Time Lords. Very primordial Time Lords but none the less they were there.

These wizards soon understood the power of extra dimensions and with their wands opened up a hole between two worlds. The wizarding world was born. Hidden in secrecy the wizards formed a whole new world intertwined with the Earth that the Doctor left so many years go.

These minds had decided to form wands out of wood and with species that were native to their planet. The time turners were born from trees and stored in glass cases for very special people. It was nearly impossible to attain a TARDIS even in Gallifrey and it seemed that humans would hold up the tradition. They worked out how dangerous time travel could be even with simple tools like this one.

These wizards even knew that they should distinguish themselves from non-wizards with a special word. Muggle. It was a simple word that they adopted. One who hadn't been chosen by 'time-head', as The Doctor chooses to call it. This lead to wars and to fights between these two dimensions. Wizards let things slip through the cracks and the Doctor took notice.

With a heavy pair of hearts the Doctor traveled back to the little planet he had visited so long ago for the first time and landed in the year 1963. It was a strange time for the Doctor he was so young and it had been such a short time since he had destroyed Gallifrey.

The Doctor had no idea of how out of hand things had gotten but now it was evident. Entrances to the Wizarding world with all the alien technology were everywhere, scars on the galaxy from their war and some that Wizards had opened themselves. The Doctor fell in love with these people all they had done even their time turners had been tuned so finely that they could not be destroyed they simply existed on a loop, forever.

Fast forward a few years and the Doctor returns to earth and sees that they seem to be stuck. Their spells are still the same and the only thing that was changing was how many species the wizards collected from cracks all over the universe. The Doctor wanted to help so he gave a part of his life for their time turners. Now they could go a bit farther and worked just a bit smoother. He knew he could no longer supply them with anything new now that his planet was gone but he could help them perfect what they had.

For years the Doctor traveled around the planet and the galaxies showing his companions what he had. He died and regenerated and died and regenerated. He met men and women and he fell in love with the possibilities. That was years ago. The Doctor is alone now, but only for a bit. He talks about the previous companions with such awe that I only hope I can be as good as them. Amy and Rory Pond with their child Melody Pond all left the TARDIS and so did River a woman whom I know the Doctor loved.

He has died once since all this has happened. He is a new man with flaming red hair and dazzling green eyes, what he looked like before is a guess to me but now he is beautiful. He stole my heart when I was only nineteen and we went away together. He said I was special to him, that I was the first wizard he had ever taken and that he had been the one who had given us our powers. At first I didn't believe but now that I have seen all that I have seen I believe it so I'm writing this down in my bed in a room in the TARDIS. It's bigger on the inside just like our world it is special. A bright blue box when it wants to be and so many other things. An automobile when it fits, a boat on water, everything and anything that comes to the imagination. It was what I used to call magic, but now I know better. It's nothing but technology, and it's beautiful. My name is Emily. I am the first wizard The Doctor has ever taken and if you are reading this, I am dead. It began so long ago, a year that has seemed like an eternity. I have seen so much that even I cannot understand. I know one thing though, that it is all so beautiful. Even the demons that roam out galaxy are beautiful because I have seen them with the red-headed man I now love and I hope that he loves me. Maybe not in the romantic way that I wish could be there but in some type of special way. My story began on February second, 2019. I was special. I was alive but my life was boring and ugly and gray.

I was working at a sweet shop in Diagon Alley and that was where it all began. It was closing time and I decided to take stock in the back room like usual. The room had a funny smell about it and I so longed for adventure that I dreamt that it was some type of wild beast. I drew my wand and started looking around the back room. It was a boggart to the Doctor known as a Vashta Nerada.

That was the first time I saw him. He was so tall and dressed so elegantly. He was wearing a frilly shirt with a velvet smoking jacket in a deep burgundy and evening trousers that matches the color of his jacket. I was so taken by this man who had come from no where to even pay attention to the boggart. I saw the Doctor draw his own wand and whisper something to me, his famous words.

"Run." I did. I ran towards the front of the shop and all I saw was a flash of light. The Doctor smiled triumphantly as he emerged from the back of the shop and nodded, "All done here." I blinked words simply not coming to me. Who was he?

"I... I thank you... Who the hell are you?" My voice came out shaky and in strange lurches. "I'm The Doctor, who are you?" His voice mimicking my nervous lurches.

I grinned. "Well I'm The Shopkeep, Doctor."

That was a year ago. You know what happened afterwards. He asked me to go with him and I said yes. I had no idea how his head hair would set my world on fire. The color it would bring forth. I know that I am dead but I will tell you the story of a boring girl and how a man with a big box set her world on fire.