Hey, PondGirl11 here with the third chapter. I hope you all enjoyed my crazy friend's update, she's a fantastic writer but our styles are really quite different so sorry if it's confusing for you. The response has been great, so thanks very much! Also, apologies of there are any errors with any of the programmes; in our partnership I am the Whovian, she is the Harry Potter nerd and we are both Sherlockians but we do try our best to help each other when we don't understand something.
Disclaimer: Neither me, nor my friend, own Doctor Who, Sherlock or Harry Potter, or any of the characters in them.
The four heroes who had inspired John for years looked puzzled.
'Real? Of course we're real, who have you been talking to? And what the hell is that… thing?' The tallest of the four stepped forward and lowered his wand so that he was staring John in the face, eye to eye, so close John could feel his breath on his cheek. And then John let out a truly fangirl squeal. Sherlock groaned. The Doctor laughed. As soon as the madman in a box giggled, the tension immediately relaxed. John began to hyperventilate.
'I love you guys, you're amazing, I've read all the books, seen all the films, but nothing is quite as good as this, I promise you, I dream about you every day, I've been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember…'
'John, sshh,' the Doctor purred with a grin, one slender finger on his perfect lips. John immediately stopped speaking, and looked puzzled at the Doctor. The tall wizard who had excited John earlier looked amazed.
'How did you learn how to do that?' He asked, incredulous. The Doctor grinned.
'It only works once, and only on underdeveloped life forms,' he replied with a sly smile, sensing what was going to happen next. The tall wizard immediately started asking about the TARDIS again, and, raising an eyebrow, the Doctor placed his finger on his lips, and shushed him. Just as he had predicted, the young wizard instantly fell silent. The Doctor looked at Sherlock pointedly, as if to say 'I rest my case.' John, however, looked angry that his friend had shown his hero to be underdeveloped. He cast a furious glance in the Doctor's direction, before continuing his praise of the tall wizard. The young man began to warm to these strangers, and he led them inside the castle, much to John's delight. Sherlock was wary about leaving the TARDIS where it was, but the Doctor assured him that no-one would notice it. And for some strange reason unbeknownst even to himself, Sherlock believed him.
A few days later
The young wizards and witches had taken to the three strange men that had appeared on their doorstep from apparently nowhere. It seemed that the Doctor had an uncanny way of getting people to trust him very quickly. Of course, when John had met Lily Potter, he had fallen to his knees and kissed her hand graciously, awed by her beauty and captured by an overwhelming desire to propose to her there and then. He held himself in, however. Wouldn't want her to think he was too forward. Poor Sherlock was having a really hard time adjusting to this new change of scenery. He bickered to his heart's content with the Doctor, and laughed with him about John, who was clearly having the time of his life, bless him. But Sherlock himself was struggling without a case; he could feel his own brain rotting every time he took a breath. He was also paranoid all the time, he could see all this magic, but he knew that logically it could never be possible. But it was right there. He just couldn't handle it. The Doctor had taken to being a temporary professor at Hogwarts, something that he had wanted to do all his life (but would never have admitted it). He lectured them on all sorts, his PhDs in Medicine and cheese making, and why fairyland did not look like Narnia. He was having the time of his life, but it was at night when the nightmares came. He had never slept much, but now he found himself wandering about the castle at night with his head in his hands, wishing that his best friends would come back. He had never missed anyone so much.
Sorry it's so short, but I never seem to get time to update, so I thought I'd just do a quickie.