Hogwarts Castle, 2024
It was a beautiful day in the Scottish countryside as five students walked along the banks of an expansive lake. There was a breeze that whipped through the girls' hair and crashed waves against the embankment. The sun was shining brightly above them, casting long shadows. It was nearly time for the students to return to the grand castle that lay behind them.
One of the students, a blonde boy, was holding hands with a pretty girl with ginger hair. Their names were Scorpius Malfoy and Rose Weasley. Another student, with darker skin and a pierced ear, was walking behind them, rolling his eyes occasionally at the things being said in front of him. His name was Fred Weasley. Walking on either side of Fred were a boy and girl. The girl had short, dark hair and the hint of a smile on her face. The boy had shaggy dark hair and an intelligent, bookish look to him. She was Charlie Blair and he was Albus Potter.
These five students were currently in their seventh year of Hogwarts and were very excited to be done with school and enter the real world. With only a few months until their NEWTS, their wishes would be here before they realized it. The students had become friends by the end of their first year, which was an entertaining story in its own right. But not nearly as exciting as the story of when the met the Doctor.
Downton Abbey, 1924
Daisy was running frantically through the kitchen, trying to do what Mrs. Patmore had ordered. Sometimes it was just so hard to remember everything, let alone actually performing the tasks.
"Daisy!" called Mrs. Patmore. "When you're finished with that, start putting the icing on the cake!"
"Yes Mrs. Patmore," said Daisy. She finished soaking the fish with sauce and gave it off to a kitchen maid, before wiping her hands on her apron and heading over to Mrs. Patmore. On her way, she bumped into Ivy, who sighed exasperatedly.
Ivy was mixing together the batter for a desert that Alfred had recommended to Mrs. Patmore. Mrs. Patmore had figured that a dinner party with lots of different options was a good time to try something new. Ivy looked up when Mrs. Hughes came bustling over to speak to Mrs. Patmore. She tried to overhear what they were saying.
"We've got more people coming," said Mrs. Hughes. "A couple of last minute RSVPs."
"We'll be fine," said Mrs. Patmore. "So long as the oven doesn't break this time..."
"Ay, there'll be no Mrs. Levinson to fix things this time," Mrs. Hughes agreed. She turned around and headed into the catacombs beneath the Abbey. She smiled at Anna and Mr. Bates as they walked by. Time really does heal all wounds, she thought to herself.
Mrs. Hughes knocked on Mr. Carson's door before letting herself in. Mr. Carson looked up and asked what she needed.
"I just wanted to remind you, Mr. Carson, that you need to go up to Lord and Lady Grantham to go over the arrangements for the guests as they arrive. You told me to remind you at two o'clock," said Mrs. Hughes.
"Is it that time already?" said Mr. Carson in disbelief.
"It appears so," said Mrs. Hughes, with a smile on her lips.
"Do you know where his Lordship is?" asked Mr. Carson.
Mrs Hughes paused for a moment. "Last I heard, the family's in the library."
Mr. Carson thanked Mrs. Hughes and they exited his office. At the stairs, the two parted, Mr. Carson going up to check in with Lord Grantham and Mrs. Hughes to collect a few maids to inspect the guest rooms.
Humming to himself as he walked up the stairs, he greeted the servants that walked past him. One must always be friendly for a productive and safe environment.
When he reached the door to the library, he knocked firmly but not too obnoxiously. He entered and bowed deeply to the assorted family members. There was Lord and Lady Grantham, as well as Lady Mary and Branson.
"Can I help you Carson?" asked Lord Grantham.
"Yes, my lord, you asked me to come up at two o'clock to discuss the arrangements for the arrival of the guests," said Mr. Carson.
"So I did. I'd nearly forgotten," said Lord Grantham, smiling at his mistake.
"No worries, my lord," responded Mr. Carson at once.
"Here, come over to the desk. I've written some instructions down and you might have questions," said Lady Grantham, standing up.
"Certainly," said Mr. Carson.
As Mr. Carson walked over to Lady Grantham, Tom turned to Lady Mary. "Where's Edith?"
"She's feeling under the weather and she wanted to be well rested for tonight," replied Lady Mary.
"Smart woman," said Tom.
"She can be at times," allowed Lady Mary. "But never tell her that or her ego might blow up."
The Planet Rosa Rosa (Andromeda Galaxy), 3194
The Eleventh Doctor was running. But that's not the point of this story, so we'll skip to when he jumped into the TARDIS with the doors firmly shut. He started pressing buttons wildly as explosions went off all around the TARDIS, yelling at enemies that were not actually in the TARDIS.
The TARDIS began shaking and making noises. The Doctor yelled "Geronimo!" as the sounds of explosions faded away. And then something went wrong. The TARDIS went wibbly and started making new noises. It shook even more violently and smoke came out of the console. It started filling up the TARDIS.
The Doctor, after a horrible coughing noise, shout out, "Extractor fans on!"
When the smoke cleared and had stopped shaking there were five very frightened students all standing around the console.
The Doctor looked at them, pulled out his sonic screwdriver and began to scan them. He looked at them again and pronounced, "Hello people who have met Harry Potter before. How may I help you?"