Prologue: Awakening

A/N: For two years I have been gone but I'm coming back with a vengeance! Expect updates to all stories coming soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Doctor Who

Lily Evans, Amelia Pond and River song where all sitting in Lily's room playing with their dolls as little girls did. They were all the best of friends from school and lived on the same street in Spinner's End. It was the day after Lily's eleventh birthday and Lily had a secret she wanted to tell her best friends but she didn't know how. So she just decided to blurt it out.

"I'm a witch!" she declared to her two best friends looking at them confidently.

"Well duh," was Melody's response "how else could you and that Severus boy do all that cool stuff."

"Well yea but before it was just, you know stuff we did but I got a letter yesterday morning telling me I'd have to go to a new school for people like me." Lily said sadly, "You guys are my best of friends so let's make a promise right now," she got a determined look on her face "we won't ever stop being friends no matter what." she said holding out her pinky finger.

"Agreed!" said the three joining fingers with each other.

Over the years the three girls stayed friends, Lily coming back each year with fantastic tales of Hogwarts and the wonderful magic she was learning promising that once she turned seventeen she would prove it all to them.

When Lily and James got married Melody and Amy both stood by her, but once the war started in full in the magical world Lily started pulling away from them, until finally Lily became pregnant and they hid away under fidilus.

Lily sat in bed sobbing, the baby had died only a few hours before. Her baby girl had been a still birth. James and Lily sat long into the night consoling each other when there was a strange flash of light and the sound of something tearing. James pulled out his wand and Lily went for hers under the pillows aiming her wand at the purple blue mist that reeked of magic in front of them.

Soon a tall blonde woman walked out of the mist and smiled at Lily "Hello sweetie" she said a little sadly.

"Who are you and how did you get into our house?" James said standing in front of Lily.

"James you don't recognize me, Lily not even you?" she said then smacked herself on the forehead, "Of course you don't what am I thinking I've regenerated, Lil it's me, it's Mel" she said with a smile.

Lily blinked once turning on her Aura sight, came in real handy as a charmer and enchantress. The women's aura looked the same but you could never be too sure any more. "Prove it, what did you say when I turned eleven and got my letter?"

"I told you that you were silly for thinking you were anything other than a witch." she said with a smirk.

Lily nodded, "It's her James, I don't know how but it is." she said to her husband, she looked at her friend and smiled, "How did you get here what was that blue mist?"

"I have some news but first I want to say how so very sorry I am about your baby." After that she went on to explain her origins and how she was a human time lord married to the last true time lord and what exactly all that meant. After some liglimancy to prove she wasn't lying showed them what she had been hiding behind her the whole time, a small infant wrapped in a blanket inscribed with the Galifrayen of his name. "And this is our son, mine and the Doctor's. He doesn't know it. He is always off running around the universe trying to save the day." she said with a lopsided laugh she pulled out a fob watch and looked at James and Lily very seriously. "As you know I'm a time traveler and a Time Lord. I don't know how but I can sense it coming, my end. I'm naming you two his godparents and asking you to take him in. Right now he is human, I have locked away his Time Lord DNA so that he can pass as a normal human, but its all here. In the watch, along with a lot of my memories and knowledge of the universe. If anything happens to me give Harry this watch when the time is right, when he starts questioning his heritage." She said handing them the watch.

"Mel we are embroiled in war, I can't just-"

"Trust me. Being a Time Lord gives me a kind of intuition about what needs to happen." she said pleadingly.

After a few moments Lily and James looked at each other and nodded, "Ok we Trust you."

River Song smiled and handed them the pocket watch with strange circular writing on it. "Keep this with him at all times."

A week later While James and Lily sat in the living room after coming back from the ministry and Gringotts. They had named the boy Harry Potter and blood adopted him as Heir Apparent to the House of Potter, mixing his Time Lord DNA with Human wizard DNA.

A Year later when Voldemort came for them Lily prayed Mel would forgive them for failing to protect Harry. She pleaded as hard as she could and kept trying to activate the portkey to get them to safety but it wouldn't work. When Voldemort turned his wand on the child and tried to kill him he thought he had succeeded for a moment. What he didn't account for, couldn't account for, was that a baby time lord is rife with regeneration energy, enough so that Harry didn't even have to regenerate. The energy burst from him and the pure life essence was enough to shatter the already fractured soul of the mortal wizard. A small piece of energy tried to latch on to little Harry but was destroyed. The rest coalesced back into a wraith of Voldemort and fled the scene to regain strength.

The watch, along with most of the valuable possessions and heirlooms, went into the potter ancestral vault. While Harry would grow up through the next seventeen years knowing nothing of his heritage.

Chapter 1: You're a Time Lord Harry!

May 5 1998

It had been three days since The Final Battle for Hogwarts and the Second Blood Wars as many had been calling it. Harry stood at the doors of Gringotts slightly nervous. He had gotten a letter from Ragnok the Head Account Manager of the bank asking him to come in to discuss his inheritance. Looking back on it now he was glad they hadn't gone through with their plan to break into the bank and listened to Griphook and taken the more diplomatic rout and worked out a deal with the bank, letting them know what was in the Lestrange vault violating many treaties with the nation.

Harry put on a confident face and walked into the bank and headed to the offices in the back of the lobby. Coming to the door marked Ragnok he knocked.

"Enter" Came the rough voice from behind the door.

Harry entered and bowed to the Goblin behind the desk. "Account Manager Ragnok a pleasure to see you again."

"Ah Lord Potter, welcome." he motioned to the seats in front of him, "This will only take a few moments,"

Harry nodded and sat with a smirk he said, "You know you don't have to call me Lord Potter, Harry is just fine."

Ragnok nodded, "Duly noted," He paused, "Lord Potter" he said with a smirk. "We would have had this meeting last summer when you came of age, but considering circumstances we thought it more prudent to wait." Here Harry nodded his understanding and motioned for the Goblin to continue. "As you well know, House Potter is an Ancient and Noble House, entitled to a seat on the House Of Lords Wizengamot. You are also Heir to House Black and that comes with a seat as well." The old Goblin took a moment to pull a file out of his desk and handed it to Harry. What he saw inside shocked him just a bit. "What you, or anyone aside from myself, don't know is that you were not originally a Potter. You were blood adopted on July 31 1980."

Harry sat in silence for a few seconds trying to process what he had learned. he was blood adopted. "Who were my biological parents?" he asked trying to remain calm. They had to have known about him, who didn't know about Harry Bloody Potter.

"That information was never disclosed to us. But before their deaths your parents placed a letter in your ancestral vault that they said would explain things properly." Ragnok said trying to keep the powerful wizard before him calm.

Harry nodded "I'd like to go down there now." he said stonily. Ragnok nodded and handed him a key.

"That will let you into the vault along with a drop of blood on the door for the first entry. After that the magic will recognize you. Come along Potter, I'll take you down."

A short cart ride later and Harry stood in front of Vault 312 fiddling with an old key. After a few more moments Harry stuck his wand to the tip of his finger and a drop of blood fell on the key. There was a flash of light confirming it was ok to use and Harry opened the vault before he could lose his nerve. The cavern he stepped into was rather large and seemed to be organized in a few different sections. Armor and weaponry, Books and scrolls, Furniture and portraits and clothes, and finally the money was sat in three different chests for each denomination of wizarding currency and a fourth that seemed to be filled with various muggle money.

In the front was a pedestal containing a watch with odd circular writing, a letter and the pedestal itself was covered with a baby blanket that seemed to have the same writing as the watch. He felt drawn to the watch. As if his magic and body were responding to it like his wand, a piece of himself missing and yet not. As if the watch had been waiting for a very long time for him.

Slowly he approached the pedestal his hand reaching for the watch. Barely noticing the vault doors closing behind him. He picked up the watch and his magic was like waves crashing against his ears, voices, whispers could be heard, open me, I've been waiting so long sweetie, that's it come on! Just touch the clasp! He pressed the top of the watch where the clasp was and the watch opened and light and magic and regeneration energy poured from the watch.

Meanwhile on the TARDIS

The Doctor was running around his console flipping switches and pulling levers, mostly because he was bored. Ever since Amy and Rory…well it didn't do to dwell on the past. He tried not to at least. But it was hard. After nearly two thousand years of life and loneliness it was hard not to dwell on the past. After a moment he slowed down and stopped flipping switches and set the TARDIS on auto pilot. He took a moment to make sure he was just floating in null space so he could have a while in peace before he sat down.

"Play file one-nine-six-three" he called out as he sat down on one of the benches around the room. A hologram of a young woman with black hair in a classic sixties style and an old man in a coat started playing. The two were arguing over something but it was obvious that the two loved each other and were arguing out of habit rather than something of issue.

"Oh Susan, what would you think of Grandfather now eh?" Just then the Cloister Bell went off and there was as flash on one of the monitors. Chamilian Arch Release detected: Earth 1998 May 5.

The Doctor was up in a flash hands holding the screen steady, face practically becoming one with the damn thing "What, that isn't possible" he demanded. "Take us there now!"