Sorry about the gap between chapters, but a little bit of writers block crept in. If you have any questions about some of the references to my fave t.v. prog, don't hesitate to ask.




Hermione sat on a seat in the Gryffindor Quidditch stand. She looked into the blue sky, and seeing Harry flying nearby, waved at him.

To her joy, Harry waved back. Hermione smiled to herself, and went back to the book she was reading, '"Monsters in the Underground, The Secret History Of Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart and U.N.I.T." Professor Sigma had lent it to her.

She laughed loudly at a passage detailing the unnatural goings-on in the village of "Devil's End", and was still giggling a few pages later, when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist.

She turned her head, only to see a pair of green eyes staring at her.

'Hello gorgeous', said Harry as he kissed her on the mouth, Hermione blushed and put her book down. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

'Hello Harry', she said, kissing him again, 'I've missed you so much today, have you missed me?'

Harry drew her closer, 'More than anything', he whispered softly, he noticed the book next to her.

'Hermione, what do you think of Professor Sigma?', Harry asked.

'Well, he is very eccentric, very knowledgable about a great many things, and very infuriating at times', Hermione said looking at Harry, 'why do you ask?'


'Well, I couldn't sleep very well last night, I was dreaming about you', Hermione blushed even more this time, 'So I went for a little walk.'


Hermione looked shocked.

'Don't worry, I wore the cloak', Harry said, noticing Hermione's worried face, 'anyway I went to the gardens, when who should I see but Professor Sigma, he was talking to another man.'

Hermione cuddled closer to him, 'I managed to get a bit closer, I heard Professor Sigma say that he was not happy with the present turn of events, but he would complete the plan. After all, he said, he had put it into motion.'

Go on Harry', Hermione said, obviously very interested.

Harry continued, 'Then the other man pressed a button on something, and that blue box appeared. Professor Sigma shook his hand, and said 'Goodbye Doctor'. The man then entered the box and it disappeared. Professor Sigma then went inside, I went back to bed.'


'Doctor, Hmmm', Hermione picked up her book, ' I'm sure I've seen that name somewhere in here', she flicked through the book to a set of photographs, she held the page up to Harry.

'I saw some of these pictures in Professor Sigma's classroom, do you recognise this other man from here?', Hermione looked up at him.


Harry scanned the page, he couldn't see the man he saw, but he noticed that they all had the same intelligence evident in their eyes. He was about to say something about this, when Ron appeared below them.


'HARRY, HERMIONE, COME ON!', Ron yelled, 'PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE WANTS ALL THE STUDENTS IN THE GREAT HALL IMMEDIATELY!' Ron waved his arms, then ran back towards Hogwarts.

'I wonder what he wants?', Hermione asked.

Harry shrugged his shoulders, 'No idea, but if Dumbledore wants all the students it must be important', he paused, looking into Hermione's eyes, 'Come on.'

With that, Harry grabbed his broom, and Hermione's hand, and they both ran back to Hogwarts.

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Inside the Great Hall, all the students were sat at their respective tables. Harry and Hermione entered and quickly got to their usual seats, Ron was already there with Lavender. Dumbledore stood, and held up his hands for silence.

'Thank you my students for getting here so promptly', he looked around the hall.

'Now, it is Christmas next week, and I know that a lot of you will be seeing your families', Dumbledore smiled, looking at Professor Sigma, 'so there will be e a Christmas Ball this coming Saturday.'

The whole hall erupted into loud noise, Dumbledore motioned for quiet again.


'Now, it will be a lavish affair, with music provided by Professor Sigma, lots of good food and drink, so I expect you all to be there', Dumbledore paused, before adding, ' you will be able to wear what you like, that is all'.


At once all the girls started to discuss what they were going to wear, Ron nudged Hermione and Harry.

'Come on you two, we've got Temporal Studies next', he said, 'and I don't want to be late for that.'


The three of them got there with minutes to spare, the Slytherin students were sitting there already, Professor Sigma looked up from his notes.

'Hermione, could you close the door behind you', he said, 'thank you.'

Hermione sat down next to Harry, and squeezed his hand. Harry turned round to her and she mouthed 'I love you' to him. Harry mouthed 'love you too' back to her.


Now class, I've marked your assignments on 'Interfering with Time', and i was impressed with the standard', Professor Sigma walked round, handing the marked work back.

'Mr Malfoy, very good', he handed Draco back his work, 'Miss Granger excellent work, Mr Potter full marks, keep it up.

Hermione looked surprised, and looked at Harry's assignment, wondering where she could have improved.

After he had finished, Professor Sigma went back to his desk. 'Well, we have finally got to the first specialised spell for the manipulation of time.'


'Professor, is it to do with Time Travel?', Hermione inquired

'Very good Hermione, but it isn't', Professor Sigma said, 'it is a spell called Tempus, which is used to manipulate the flow of time; i.e. forwards, backwards, fast and slow.'

'Now everybody pick up your wands', Professor Sigma said, He was about to say something else, when there was a strange shift of vision.

Harry shook his head to clear his gaze. When he did so, he saw Hermione, Ron, Lavender, Professor Sigma and a class he didn't recognise. There were people staring at them like they had just appeared from nowhere.

'Professor, what's going on?', he looked around, Seamus and Neville had gone, even Malfoy wasn't at his usual seat. The shift of vision occured again.

Harry shook his head again, clearing it in time to hear Professor Sigma mutter loudly, 'It was a slip in a groove in time, Harry, two time streams merged.'

The class looked at them aghast. Harry was glad for once to see Malfoy sneering at him.

'We won't continue the class now, I have to look into what just happened', Professor Sigma said, 'and for Christmas, you must revise for a test I shall give you for next year, class dismissed.'

Ron lookd ecstatic, he jumped up from his seat and grabbed Lavender's hand. The rest of the class filed out, Harry followed Hermione out of the classroom. But before he left, he turned to look at Professor Sigma, who sat in his chair looking exhausted and world weary. Professor Sigma looked up and saw Harry looking at him.

'I'll be ok Harry, just feeling the advances of old age', he smiled, ' see you at the Ball on Saturday?'

'Yes Professor', Harry said, ' and thanks'. He turned and followed Hermione out.

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Harry and the others entered the Gryffindor common room later that evening, feeling very tired. Lavender kissed Ron, and they went to their separate dorms.

'Harry?', Hermione whispered, Harry looked down at her and smiled.

'Yes love?', he knew by the look in her eyes that she was going to ask him something personal.

'If we do learn a spell to time travel with, where would you go?', she asked. Though by looking at the emotion in his eyes, she knew already.

'I'd love to see my parents', he said, ' to tell them that their son loves them very much and misses them every day', Hermione let out a little sob.

'Oh Harry, that's so sweet, kind and romantic', she kissed him.

'Where would you go Hermione?', he asked, gazing into her eyes.

'I'd go back to when we first met, and ask you out there and then', she said, ' not having you for such a long time, has told me that we were meant to be together, for all time.'

Harry looked so happy, and he leaned in for a really passionate kiss, when there was a loud noise, as severe winds and rain started to batter Hogwarts and the surrounding countryside.


Ron and Lavender ran down to the common room in their dressing gowns.

'What was that?', he exclaimed, as he drew Lavender close to him.

'I don't know Ron', Harry shouted above the noise from outside.


Suddenly the entrance to the common room opened, and Professor Sigma poked his head through the entrance.

'Good, all of you are up', he scanned the group, ' get some casual clothes on all of you, and meet me in the Great Hall.'

He was about to leave, when he added, ' Ah yes, don't forget your wands.'

The four of them looked at each other, shrugged, then dashed up to the respective dorms.


Harry, Hermione, Ron and Lavender appeared in the Great Hall about twenty minutes later. They were dressed in jeans, sweatshirts, trainers, and carrying their wands. The Great Hall was deserted, except for Professor Sigma's blue box.


'Where is everybody?', Harry asked, as he walked over to the box. He placed his hand on it, quickly drawing it away as he felt a faint vibration, as though it were alive.

'Look Harry', Hermione said, as she walked to the door and pushed it. The door creaked open.

Ron, Lavender and Harry crowded round trying to look inside the box.

"If you are that curious, go inside', said a familiar voice behind them. Professor Sigma coughed loudly, then walked over the open doorway.

'After you ladies and gentlemen', he motioned politely, waiting for them to go inside. He followed them inside, closing the door.

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'WOW!', the four of them exclaimed, as they entered a massive dappled marble chamber, light playing across it's surface. There were raised circles covering the walls, themselves glowing with a unnatural light. At it's centre was a strange mushroom shaped piece of machinery, flickering with lights. There was a crystalline column at the mushroom's centre. Two doors were in the corners of the room.

Harry, Hermione, Ron and Lavender watched as Professor Sigma walked to the marble mushoom, and pressed down a lever. The huge doors behind them closed with a loud whirring noise.

'Professor Sigma', Hermione began, but the Professor held up his hand.

'Hermione, in the TARDIS, you can call me 'Doctor', he smiled, the years dropping from his face, 'I prefer it much more, Theta Sigma was a name I used to use a long time ago.'

Hermione corrected herself, 'Doctor, she began uncertainly, 'why is your box, umm TARDIS, bigger on the inside than it is on the outside?'

The Doctor began busying himself at the console, ' because it's dimensionally transcendental.'

Hermione looked perplexed at the answer, ' what does that mean?'

'It means that it's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside', the Doctor chuckled, as he flicked some switches, 'right are we ready?'

The four nodded, still not believing what they were seeing.

The Doctor pulled another lever, the central column started to move up and down. The lights in it flickering hypnotically.


After a few minutes the column stopped, The Doctor motioned for the group to join him at the console. He flicked a switch, causiing an image appear in front of them hanging in mid-air.


'There we are, the cause of the trouble', The Doctor looked interestedly at the image.

They could see a massive glowing rip in the sky.

'I'd say that that is the cause of the mergiing of the time streams', He started to alter the co-ordinates on the console.


Ron gulped, 'we aren't going in there are we?'

The Doctor nodded, 'Fraid so Ron, the only way to sort this mess out is to go into the rip,'

He pressed a few more buttons, and pulled the dematerialisation lever again. The central column started to move again.


Lavender pulled herself closer to Ron, while Hermione cuddled closer to Harry. She noticed that he was strangely calm.

'Harry, are you ok?', she asked.

'I don't know', Harry said, 'It feels like I've known aboout this all along'. He smiled at her, then kissed her passionately.


Back at Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore was stroking a frightened Fawkes, when he noticed a certain blue box hovering under the storm. He saw it disappear with it's familiar noise, and sighed, looking very tired.


'Good luck Harry. Hermione, Ron and Lavender', he said, pausing to look at a picture of himself with a white haired, hawk nosed old man. He was dressed in Edwardian clothes.

'And good luck to you Doctor', he said.



End of Chapter Two, please r/r.