llosgiad Bryd (Mind Burn – in Welsh)

Chapter: One.

Disclaimer: In no way do I own Harry Potter, I write this for fun, As far as I know all rights go to J... if there are any bits that are not in the book like a new character then while I have not copy righted it. Give people my permission to use them. (Contact me so I can read your story ;)) (Also I have no rights to Doctor Who)

Summary: What if things happened differently when Voldemort flew threw Harry at the end of year one? What if he lost his mind? and throw in a little Doctor and Martha Jones I think we have a story.

Pairings: None at the moment.

Warnings: Types of speech: "talking" 'mind' ~parseltongue~ "Shouting"

A/N: Hi all this is my third story that I have just started, I hope you enjoy it.


The Doctor was shocked when the Witch killed Peter, The witch had turned to look at the cell across from the one they were in, under a small blanket was a small form shivering 'A child!' the Doctor thought.

Now he was angry, no one and I mean no one hurts a child while the Doctor is around!.

The Doctor, decided that he could not waste annymore time on the witch so he uses the power of the name to scare the Carrionite away.

He bends down to Peters body while Shakespeare and Martha were rambling away "I'm so so sorry" he says, he knew there was nothing he could have done to save Peter but it still hurt.

He looked across to the other cell at the shivering form, "Well I did always have a saving people thing" he said to himself, Martha and Shakespeare looked at the Doctor and shrugged to each other.

The Doctor looked at Shakespeare, 'Oh the hell with it' the Doctor pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver his trusty friend and ran to the door.

"What magic is this?" Shakespeare asked in awe, the Doctor didn't even bother trying to explain since he is in such a mood.

The guard down the hall was alarmed when he heard the slamming doors, thinking of the awards he would get for saving a lady and a man of learning, he ran to the cells his trusty whip by his side.


The Doctor had entered the cell with the shivering form and reached out cautiously because if he had learnt anything in his over nine hundred years of age, appearances are deceptive, Martha and Shakespeare had came in with him and stared wondering what the Doctor was doing, until Martha had noticed the shivering form of what might be a child, "What, oh no they don't" she exclaimed rushing past the Doctor and ripping the blanket of a small child.


Childs POV

'Uh light, cold, too much too many things infinite'

The childs mind was so full of information and non stop thinking the child could no longer do anything, and with the child speaking to himself it was decided he was insane


Author: CymruAlteran

Hi all well this is the first part of the story I hope you like it leave a review and tell me what you thought.

Got a few more stories to add.

Thank you for reading