Ugh. We are truly TRULY sorry that we haven't been able to update in about a month or so. Aprils been a killer for us both. And unfortunately real life trumps story. We hope that you will be patient with us, and without further adieu -drum roll- here's chapter one, Questions!

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"HARRY!" the man screamed at the Doctor, "Where is he? Where am I? You took him, didn't you? What did you do to him? I swear, if you did ANYTHING to him… I'll… I'll!" He was too blinded by rage and worry that he just spurted out questions and assumptions at the Doctor, his current foe.

"Calm Down, Calm Down!" the Doctor said in annoyance, not at all afraid of the man, "I'm sure there's a logical explanation for…" his faced showed as if he was counting something in his mind, "Most of everything that is going on."

"Then EXPLAIN!" the man hoarsely snapped at the Doctor, thinking he knew what was going on.

The Doctor moved his hand through his hair, "I did say most..." A funny grin came on his face as he turned away from the man, picking up his damaged Sonic Screwdriver. He inspected the damages, poking the remains of the battered screwdriver, causing parts to fall off which the Doctor slightly frowned at.

"Is... is that your wand?" The man inquired.

The Doctor returned the Sonic Screwdriver to his pocket for later repair. "Sorta. I guess. What are you, a wizard?" the Doctor said jokingly.

The man brightened up slightly at the Doctors statement, "Exactly!"

"What?" the Doctor said to the man in a bit of shock and confusion, "Well that's not good," he mumbled to himself, his eyebrow furrowing.

"Merlin!" he said in frustration realizing that the wizard thing was a joke, "You're a muggle, aren't you?" He took a step closer to the Doctor.

The Doctor took a step back, "Muggle?"

The man sighed in annoyance, "someone who can't do magic."

"Well," the Doctor started off, putting his hands in his pockets and rocking back and forth on his heels, "I've been told I'm quite the master of presdigitation, even met Houdini once!"He smiled as he remembered it.

"Who?" the man said, clueless.

"You don't know? Houdini… master escape artist... Magician… popular in the middle-lateish 1900's?" Seeing as none of what he said clicked something in the man's head, he sighed, "Nevermind."

After a long agonizing, stupefying silence the man said, "So then, who are you anyway?"

"Oh that's easy!" The Doctor stepped forward, extending a hand and wiggling its fingers, "I am the Doctor." The Doctor said happily.

"The Doctor? What kind of name is that?!" the man said leaving the Doctor's hand hanging.

The Doctor smirked and put his hand back in his pocket, "Well it's more of a name than you have," he commented back, "Oh mysterious wizard."

The man glared at the Doctor in frustration, "My name is- " he paused in consideration that this man could be someone who would turn him in, and he definitely didn't want to go back to Azkaban, "um… none of your concern."

"Well!" The Doctor smiled and reached his hand out to the man, which he took and shook. "Nice to meet you 'None of your concern'!"

The man, now known to the Doctor as 'None of your concern', gave him a look which was a cross between a glare and a look that said 'Are you crazy?!'

"My name is not 'None of your concern…" he said low and grouchy.

"Then what is it then?" The Doctor said walking up to the man, getting in his face.

"It doesn't matter what my name is!" He said getting more and more frustrated with the Doctor.

"Yes it does, a name reveals a lot about oneself. And…. I can't keep calling you, you." The Doctor wisely commented.

"Padfoot…" he said a little too quickly, "You can call me Padfoot." If this man can go under the name 'Doctor', then why can't I go by my old nickname? He realized now that it was probably a more ridiculous name than "The Doctor", but the Doctor didn't seem to comment about that and back away in semi-contentment. It will have to do for now, until I can get back to Harry and the Ministry.

"Now," The Doctor started, breaking Padfoot's thoughts, "How did you land on my ship?" He glided over to the center console's computer, filled with Gallifrey's lettering and symbols.


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