Magical Madness
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, any related characters and/or concepts belong to JK Rowling and/or Bloomsbury and Scholastic Publishing companies and/or Warner Brothers Studios. Likewise I do not own Doctor Who, any related characters and/or concepts belong to the BBC. I am a mere Fanfiction writer with far too much time on her hands.
Spoilers: Post Stolen Earth, no Journey's End, and AU where Rose and the Meta stayed. Set after "Forming Family", "Tiny Traveler", "Procuring a Professor For Potter", "Quite the Day" and "How Harry Met Hedwig".
Prologue:
Years later, the events of that week were legendary and the decisions made still reverberated.
Draco Black, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, smiled grimly as the latest session began. War was coming and The Auror was not happy.
Few people remembered just who The Auror really was and how many changes he had pushed through the esteemed Wizengamot but everyone knew that when he appeared before the members history would be made and society would tremble.
"Probono omnium." Draco intoned, banging his gavel against the desk. Gold light emitted from the doorways as they sealed.
However, before anyone could begin, a whooping, wheezing sound and a wind whipped up, scattering papers and blowing hats.
The older members paled as an old fashioned muggle phone-box materialized on the floor. It was a soft, deep red color. Down the side was an alien hieroglyph as tall as a man.
Once it was fully on this plane of existence, the doors opened and out stepped a young man.
Black haired, blue eyed and very pale. The blue eyes held the secrets to the cosmos, his face held the lines of both joy and sorrow. This man looked up at the gathering with narrowed eyes, his power radiating off him with every step.
The Auror had arrived, may the gods help them all.