Welcome to chapter 2! This one will feature the monster of this story, and will explain a bit on how it got to the past.
Sorry if I don't capture Matt Smith's Doctor very well. I always think of him as this serious/joker guy so writing dialogue for him was hard.
Harry Potter and Doctor Who do not belong to me.
Enjoy!
"I thought you said the Ood were friendly!" a ten year old Harry Potter shouted at his father over a cell phone, as he jumped in his own TARDIS. It had been awhile since he had been taken in by the Time Lord. In fact, his adoptive father had Regenerated and now fussed about how bow ties, fez's, and Stetsons were cool.
"Not when they have red eyes there're not! Now come on!" The Doctor replied as Ood banged on his TARDIS doors, trying to get in. For Harry's first meeting with the squid like people, it didn't go so well for the incredibly smart Harry, who had been learning under his father for the past ten Earth years. But The Time Lord had been keeping a big secret from Harry, one that he will be learning soon.
Both of them set their TARDIS controls and they took off into space. As soon as they were above the proximity of the Ood Sphere, Harry went to his computer and established a communication link with the TARDIS flying next to his one.
"Now that we're out of there," Harry started, "Tell me dad, why did you give me this TARDIS?" He asked a difficult question.
"I wasn't going too, but something happened between you and it. It sort of chose you. It's as if you were its owner," The Doctor replied as honestly as he could.
"That's the best you could come up with?" Harry said surprised at his father's bland response.
"Well how else can you describe it!? It recognized you and gave you full access to its controls! That means you must be its true owner. That's a fact: if a TARDIS reacts to your touch, it means you are its owner," The Doctor explained, causing some of Harry's curiosity to lower, but not all of it.
"But you're avoiding the topic, WHY did you give it to me?" the youth persisted.
"You remember don't you?" The Doctor replied.
"Uhh no. Harry said.
"Ah of course, you were two when it first happened, I keep forgetting to tell you! I try, but I forget!" The Doctor facepalmed himself for not telling Harry sooner.
"What happened?" Harry asked eagerly.
"It was a long time ago," The Doctor started as Harry got himself comfortable while he listened.
"We were on a visit to the Rings of Akhaten, it was the 100th anniversary since the giant lava thing was killed. Everyone was worshipping me for killing it and when the Daleks invaded, they expected me to save them. I put you in my TARDIS and put a seal on it while I tried to figure out a way to stop them," The Doctor explained.
"And what does this have to do with me?" Harry asked, pushing a few buttons to stabilise his TARDIS.
"One of the Daleks managed to get past the seal, and that was your first burst of accidental magic and your victory against my worst enemies," The Doctor replied as he sent a memory over and Harry put it into his head...
FLASHBACK, the Rings of Akhaten...
"Daddy?" A two year old Harry asked, as the doors began to open to reveal a tin pot slide in, it had a blue eyestalk, a laser gun, two lights on its head, and what appeared to be a plunger. Harry started to tremble in fright; these were the Daleks, the most feared creatures in the universe.
"EXTERMINATE!" the Dalek shouted and aimed its gun at the infant whose expression turned to terror.
"HELP!" Harry screamed and before the Dalek could fire, it exploded. Harry staggered from the explosion and bumped into the second TARDIS which appeared behind with its doors open. Harry didn't know what was inside, but he bravely took a step inside as soon his foot touched the steel cold ground. A yellow light went through his body. When it cleared, Harry was no longer scared. He felt brave and was full of knowledge. He went to the TARDIS controls and pushed a few buttons sending a temporal wave outside both ships and into the Dalek's armour.
"Well that was all fine and dandy! Now where's an apple when you need one?" Harry mumbled to himself, the magic and energy flowing from his body.
What he didn't notice though, was a crack forming in the basement. The crack in the skin of the universe opened and released a bandage. This bandage will be important later. Right now, Harry found an apple but changed his mind as took a bite of it and threw it away.
"Nope, hate apples, need something more... delicious," Harry muttered to himself and saw a favourite dish of his dad. He went to make it and much to his surprise it made itself and flew into Harry's hands.
"What?" Harry asked but put it the matter aside and took a bite out of it and went into his TARDIS and sat in the seat and waited for his adoptive father to come back.
"HARRY!" The Doctor's frighted cry echoed throughout the TARDIS as he burst through the doors only to get the second biggest shock of his life. Harry was sitting on the second TARDIS controls, eating fish and chips. Objects were flying around with no source of cause, and there was a broken Dalek shell which was still warm.
"Hello dad, would you fancy a quick trip around the twelve galaxies and back to Earth in time for lunch?" Harry said pushing a few buttons to turn his TARDIS off to save power as he stepped out.
"Impossible..." the Doctor muttered weakly before fainting
"And that is why I gave that beauty to you when you were seven," The Doctor said as the memory ended.
"But what about the levitating fish and chips?" Harry asked.
"That's because you're a wizard Harry," The Doctor said with a gigantic smile as Harry's jaw dropped.
"I'm sorry dad, but I think I misheard you. What I THINK you just said was, 'You're a wizard Harry." The boy tried to process this information that his adoptive father said.
"I did say 'you're a wizard' Harry. Don't get me confused with that thing from Midnight," the adoptive father replied with amusement. Just then, the realization hit Harry dead on, like a Mondas Cyberman getting hit with a golden arrow.
"Well that explains all the stuff that was..." Harry started but then realised something. "Wait, if you knew, why didn't you tell me?" he asked.
"Because that would spoil the surprise. I was hoping we could throw a party when I did!" The Doctor said with a sheepish grin, but Harry wasn't fooled.
"And I didn't tell you that I know that you are not really my biological father," the youth countered without a smile, making The Doctor's fade a little, but stayed due to joy that he wouldn't have to go through the pain of telling Harry later.
"Well, I guess I'm not the only one who has a time machine do they?" The Doctor said joking, making the two laugh.
"Well, no time to laugh! We have to get you ready for wizarding school!" The Doctor said and before Harry could reply, he had set the coordinates to Diagon Alley in 1991 making his TARDIS enter its travel mode.
"Wait up dad!" Harry shouted sending his TARDIS flying after him into the time vortex.
"So, you do know that I'm not your real father?" The Doctor shouted over his TARDIS's engine.
"I know! But I like calling you that anyway!" Harry replied before closing the communication link and thinking about how soon, he would be a wizard with a spaceship and time machine.
But while he was busy piloting said ship, the bandage that had been lying in the basement for all those years suddenly flew into the crack making it close up. The bandage flew into time and space and found the time period where it came from.
IN THE FUTURE...
"We surrender!" The Doctor shouted as The Foretold reached for his temples just as the clock hit...
"Zero!" Perkin's voice rang throughout the carriage, yet the Foretold didn't kill The Doctor.
"I can see it again!" Masie cried pointing to where the Foretold was standing as it lowered its arms.
"It's okay," Clara assured Masie lowering her outstretched pointing arm. "I think we all can." Indeed, the Foretold had become visible to every doctor and scientist in the carriage.
"Do I start the clock?" Perkins asked, unsure what to do.
"No," The Doctor told him as the Foretold raised its arm to its head, the hand in the form of a salute. "The clock has stopped,"
"You're relieved soldier," and with those words, the Foretold disintegrated into dust with its bandages still reaming. The nightmare was over.
"He's not the only one..." Perkins muttered to himself taking a massive breather. Meanwhile, The Doctor dug in the pile to find a small device that was in the mummy.
"We were fighting that?" Clara asked in disbelief.
"So it seems," The Doctor replied. "Save it, we're not out of the woods yet," he quickly said before Clara or anyone else could say anything.
"Well Gus, I think we solved your little puzzle: an ancient soldier being driven by malfunctioning tech!" The Doctor said to the onboard computer, as he set the device down and used his Sonic Screwdriver on it.
"Thank you so much for your efforts! They are greatly appreciated!" the annoying British voice of the computer Gus was heard throughout the carriage. "Unfortunately, survivors of this exercise are not required."
"Ah well, there's a shocker!" The Doctor mused as he sonicked harder as Gus did his next move.
"Air will now be removed from the entire train. We hope you enjoyed your journey on the Orient Express!" The next thing everyone knew, the air was being drained out causing people to suffocate dreadfully.
"I take it you know a way out?" Clara asked as she struggled for air.
"My enemy's enemy is my friend, especially when he has a built in teleporter!" The Doctor replied as he turned the device back on again.
"Great! Well use it!" Clara snapped as she was starting to lose the air in her lungs.
"Just a little more work!" The Doctor said as he messed with it as people were passing out.
"Doctor..." Clara managed to get out before fainting.
"A couple minutes at max, I'll give you a shout!" the Time Lord told her as he set a feature that made the train explode. Thankfully, he managed to get all the passengers into the TARDIS and took them to the station on the nearest planet.
But the teleporter was absorbed into a crack as the Doctor put it in the trash as it didn't work anymore. The bandage and teleporter reunited in the crack which opened again in a small chamber which contained a small stone in a sack. The two future objects hit the sack and the stone's healing powers worked through its cover and onto the bandage and teleporter resurrecting the original entity that had them.
A monster had come from the future to the past and was ready to kill. The mummy scented an ill victim above ground and teleported up to greet him personally. The vault slowly opened as a giant of a man reached for the stone and put it in one of the pockets of his jacket.
Meanwhile, Harry and the Doctor were walking to Gringotts while talking about Harry's true parents.
"So my parents were two of the greatest witch and wizards in London?" the fascinated ten year old said, causing a look of grief to appear on the Time Lord's face. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked.
"No, it's just that I thought about when I uncovered their bodies..." The Doctor said making Harry's face lower as well.
"Ah, sorry," he apologised for bringing it up.
"It's okay, just be careful if you insult a Pyrovilte!" his 'father' joked making Harry laugh, completely ruining the mood. "No seriously, they are nasty when angry," The Doctor said in a serious tone.
"Back to my parents, when did you meet them?" Harry turned the conversation back to its original topic.
"A long time ago, they helped me save the earth from rogue Zarbi. They died defending you from a man known as Lord Voldemort," The Doctor explained earning him a few looks from passabys as he spoke the Dark Lord's name.
"But here's the thing: he tried to kill you, but the curse reflected off you and killed him instead. You're the Boy who Lived Harry," The Doctor explained.
"Is that how I have this cut on my forehead?" Harry asked pointing to the lightning bolt shaped cut.
"Yes," was The Doctor's only reply.
"I tried examining it with the TARDIS at one point, there was darkness in it. Is that Voldemort inside me? Does he have control over me? Is he still alive!?" Harry bombarded The Doctor with questions.
"Yes, his body is dead. But no, his spirit isn't. So no he has nothing over you. If he would, I'd have known at this point and exorcised you at the Church of the Silence!" The Doctor said seriously. Harry was about to say something back when they reached the massive white building.
"Well come on then!" The Doctor called to him as he was already walking in, ignoring all the strange looks he was getting due to his different clothes. Harry quickly caught up and noticed the goblins all doing their business while occasionally stealing glances at The Doctor and Harry.
"Not as good as the Bank of Karabraxos," The Doctor whispered to Harry.
"I think it's pretty good," the youth replied defensively.
"Hey, just my opinion. Not need to be so grumpy about it!" His adoptive father replied as they walked to the main counter.
"I would like to make a withdrawal for Harry Potter please!" he requested to the goblin working at the counter.
"I trust you have Mr. Harry Potter's key?" the goblin growled showing off his fanged teeth.
"Yeah I do, got it right about..." he muttered searching in his pockets for the little bugger. "Here!" he said and put a small golden key on the desk.
"Very well. Griphook!" the goblin called behind him and summoned another goblin, who looked like he would rather do twenty other things than work at Gringotts, came over.
"Show these two to vault six hundred and eighty seven," the desk goblin ordered to the newcomer, who nodded.
"Follow me please," Griphook spoke in a bland tone, gesturing to what appeared to be a mine cart.
"Oh goody! A roller coaster!" the Doctor cheered jumping in immediately.
"I think you will find that it is a trans..." Griphook started unamused.
"Yes yes that's very interesting, just get this thing started!" The one thousand and twenty year old Time Lord yelled at him earning him a scowl from the worker goblin, who trudged to the driver's seat. Harry climbed in after him next to the Doctor.
"Well then..." the soon to be eleven year old smiled at his 'father' who smiled back. "GERONIMO!" they yelled as the cart sped down the tracks to the designated vault.
Above ground, Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour...
Florean Fortescue was thinking about retiring at the end of the year. He was a fifty nine year old man who had recently developed high blood pressure and suffered panic attacks as a result. He looked up from the counter to see a group of teenagers entering.
"I'm definitely retiring," the old man thought about leaving sooner. But before he could think about that, the lights in the store flicked on and off for a few seconds catching the attention of the teenagers.
"Which one of you kids did tha..." but Florean was cut off because the next thing he knew, a mummy had appeared in front of the door.
CLOCK START, SIXTY SIX SECONDS LEFT
"What in Merlin's name are you?" he asked the Foretold, which lumbered heavily closer with its hand out making the most horrible groaning noises he had ever heard in his life.
"Did you kids make that?" he asked the teenagers who looked at him in confusion.
"Make what?" one of them asked.
"The mummy that's walking towards me!" He pointed to an empty space where the Foretold was only visible to him.
"Are you okay old man? There's nothing there!" one of them said wondering if he had lost it.
SIXTY SECONDS LEFT
"Don't you punks lie to me! There's a mummy coming closer to me!" he snapped, causing the teens to burst out into laughter.
"You're very funny old guy, but you're losing it. You're seeing things, something normal for old blokes like you.
"I'm not lying!" Florean shouted and saw the Foretold walking behind the counter towards him.
"Stop it at once sir!" the ice cream manger shouted at the Foretold, which didn't listen and came increasingly closer.
"Hey people! Take a look at this! This old man thinks he can see a mummy!" one of the teens shouted. Some people looked in to see Florean stagger into his office, pulling out his wand.
"I'm warning you! I will be forced to attack you if you come closer!" he shouted at an empty space and the gathering crowd wondered if he really had lost it.
FIFTY SECONDS LEFT
The Foretold however, didn't listen as it came even closer.
"Stupefy!" Florean used the stunning spell, only for it to go right through the monster and hit a wall near the teens who jumped back in shock.
"Are you out of your mind!? THERE. IS. NOTHING. THERE!" one of them yelled emphasising with his hands which didn't help at all.
"STUPEFY!" Florean shouted louder as he launched stunning spell after stunning spell at the Foretold, which however wasn't affected by the spells. In fact, they went right through it.
"What are you!?" the terrified old man shouted as the Foretold came even closer entering the office. The mummy just groaned and shuffled closer towards him.
"Incendio!" The terrified Florean shouted the burning curse which went through the Foretold and hit a wall, setting it ablaze.
"Someone call the Aurors!" a civilian shouted and someone went to do so.
FORTY SECONDS LEFT
The Foretold just came closer, completely ignoring the people outside that were looking at the empty space where it was at.
Then Florean suddenly got a burst of strength and slid under the mummy's legs and ran out the door, shoving people out of the way as the Foretold prepared to follow in pursuit.
MEANWHILE AT GRINGOTTS...
"Vault six hundred and eighty seven," Griphook grumbled as the Doctor and Harry jumped out of the cart.
"Yes yes, just get on with it so we can ride that again!" The Doctor shouted childishly despite his age.
"Rush me again and you will not leave this chamber," Griphook snarled and used the key that was given to him to open a massive door which took its time opening. But it was well worth the wait as there was tons of coins inside which sparked under the light.
"Did you really think your parents would leave you empty handed?" The Doctor said, amused at Harry's shocked face.
"I repeat from before: HOW COME YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THIS!?" Harry shouted at The Doctor.
"Because I remember the day Lily and James put their first Galleons in there. It brings back bad memories now that they're dead," The Doctor said seriously, his smile vanishing and tone turning to serious.
"Sorry dad, I didn't mean to bring it up," Harry apologised.
THIRTY SECONDS LEFT
"It's okay, just be more careful next time," The Doctor said, his smile slightly returning.
"Are we done here?" Griphook asked from the back.
"Ah yes right, the wand shop," The Doctor said out loud, sitting back down with less enthusiasm than last time.
"Onward captain," Harry ordered Griphook who growled at him and the cart sped down the tracks to the surface.
Speaking of the surface, Florean took a massive breather as he rested against a wall. He checked for the Foretold, it wasn't there.
"Thanks Merlin..." he muttered. Unfortunately for him, guess what appeared at the end of the alley just then?
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Florean yelled in horror as he was forced back against the wall.
"Kill..." Was the Foretold only reply as it came closer to its victim.
"SOMEONE HELP! THERE'S A MUMMY THAT'S TRYING TO KILL ME!" Florean screamed as the Foretold lumbered towards the terrified old man.
"There he is! The crazy old man!" a familiar voice called, which revealed to be one of the teens from before with a bunch of Aurors and healers.
TWENTY SECONDS LEFT...
"Mr Fortescue, would you please to be so kind to come with us?" an experienced healer asked, unaware that he wasn't hallucinating.
"I can't leave this spot! In case you haven't noticed, there's a mummy coming closer to me trying to kill me!" Florean shouted at the healer.
"Sir, you are clearly suffering from a panic attack, there is no mummy there," the healer tried to calm the old man which didn't work.
"There IS a mummy monster there! And if I leave, he'll kill me!" Florean shouted in protest and took notice how close the Foretold was to him.
"HELP!" he screamed which echoed through Diagon Alley.
"It seems only yesterday your parents were here buying their first wands..." Mr. Ollivander muttered as he grabbed a wand from a shelf and gave it to Harry, completely ignoring the distressed look on the Doctor's face. Somehow, they didn't hear the "HELP!" which sounded outside.
"Well give it a wave!" Ollivander encouraged the boy who flicked it and a pink vase on the shelf exploded into tiny fragments.
"No, no definitely not!" Ollivander said taking the wand from Harry. He paused thoughtfully as he went to put it back.
"I wonder..." he thought as he went to fetch THE wand that had taken so many lives.
"How are you doing dad?" Harry asked his adoptive father as Ollivander went to fetch his item.
"I'm fine, just battling unpleased thoughts," he replied.
"Like how you're not going to see me for a couple of Earth months?" Harry inquired.
"Yeah, that and your parents," The Doctor replied solemnly as Mr Ollivander returned.
TEN SECONDS LEFT
"Perhaps... this?" he asked has he handed the wand to Harry.
"THERE IS NO MUMMY!" one of the frustrated Aurors shouted at Florean who was staring at the incoming Foretold.
"There is, and it is going to end me," Florean said calmly, as the Foretold raised its hands at his head level.
"Sir, please come with us or we will be forced to use force!" one of the impatient healers shouted at Florean who seemed to surrender himself.
"Ah well, at least it isn't a painful way to go," the old man said as his life seemed to flash right before his eyes.
"Stupefy!" One of the Aurors shouted and fired a weak stunning spell which went though the Foretold, hitting Florean who slumped to the ground dazed, but due the spell being weakened, it didn't knock him out. Of course that didn't stop the Foretold who just simply bent down.
"Thank you for buying my ice crea-ACK!" Florean shouted his last words as the Foretold's hands made contact with his temples, quickly draining all the energy from his body.
CLOCK END
From the witness's point of view, it looked like Florean Fortescue had a fatal heart attack. One of the healer's rushed over to check his pulse as a curious crowd began to form around the action.
"He's dead," the healer spoke out loud for everyone to hear, causing a massive panic to occur throughout the alley. None of them saw the Foretold quickly leaving the alley to hunt for more victims; it felt a good source could be found in Kings Cross station and decided to head there.
"Well 'dad' where are we going?" Harry asked putting his new wand, caldrons, textbooks, quill and ink into his TARDIS, while his snowy white owl, Hedwig, rested serenely on his shoulder.
"To send you off on your adventure," The Eleventh Doctor said, stepping into his own TARDIS and deftly setting the coordinates to Kings Cross station.
Back in Harry's TARDIS which dematerialised shortly after The Doctor's, Harry was proudly showing Hedwig around his beloved spaceship.
"It's quite cosy isn't it?" he asked her, whose beak was open in shock.
"You'll soon get used to it, relative dimensions and all that," Harry told her. He sat on a chair with Hedwig still on his shoulder and contentedly waited to arrive at his new destination.
And that's chapter 2! So the monster in this story is the Foretold from Mummy on the Orient Express, it was a great episode and I couldn't think of any other monster to put in.
Again, sorry if I didn't do Matt Smith's doctor very well. I don't know how to do his character.
Also, PLEASE REVIEW! I really want to know how I went with making this chapter and just remember no flames!
See you in chapter 3!