Gone- A Harry Potter Doctor Who Fan-fiction
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or Doctor who- if I owned either both would have considerably different endings.
AU: An accident with the Time-Turner in third year sends Hermione Granger hurtling back through time 20 years to a place where she never expected to be, disguised with no-where else to go she stays at the school hoping someone will realise she is missing in the present and try to rescue her, however her existence has been erased from time creating a chain of events that effect many years into the future so when the Doctor arrives in early 2009 so Donna can visit her family he is met with a changed earth.
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"You can't change the past, but you can ruin the present by worrying about the future" –Unknown
Chapter 3- Past TenseShe woke up to quiet whispered voices from behind the privacy curtain that was surrounding her bed she couldn't hear what they were saying but didn't think much of them. She hurt all over and was rather glad that she seemed to have slept though the most of it despite having missed class. She looked about for Harry and Ron but there was no indication they had visited. She thought it strange but then assumed they may have been kept out due to the extent of her injuries and were probably in class right now, this was not her second year where she was merely paralysed and looking over herself she saw that she was right, pretty harsh cuts and bruises were still visible on her skin from her tumble down the stairs. She made a mental note to learn the lightning and shrinking charms for her books since they were causing her so much trouble.
The whispers from beside the privacy curtain were getting louder and sounded like a very heated argument until a voice shouted from across the room making them fall silent and making her jump out of her skin and knock her elbow on the side of the bed. She winced in pain as her already bruised body took another hit but it didn't prevent her from overhearing the conversation.
"Mr Black how many times have I warned you about sneaking in here?" the woman's voice continued getting closer with every word
"I was just.." the voice tried to protest but the woman cut him off, "No buts out before I fetch Madame Kelsi" she continued and there was a groan from the boy
"None of that you know when visiting hours are, now to class with you!" the voice was now further away and Hermione guessed he had been shooed out the room. She was wondering what class she was missing when the conversation she had just overheard caught up with her mind. She had not heard of a Black in the school but then again she didn't exactly have every name memorised, but he sounded about her age, and then there was the name 'Madame Kelsi' Hermione knew she knew no teacher or adult in the school by that name. Then she remembered, however she could have forgotten she did not know and her hands instantly shot to her neck where the time turner should have been but underneath her hospital gown there was nothing hanging there. There was however numerous tiny sharp looking cuts from where it had been
Hermione's heart ran cold- there was only one explanation in her logical mind as to what had happened. Thinking about her fall, particular injuries where the time turner had been and unrecognisable names she had journeyed to the past. How far into the past she would need books from the library to figure out, but she knew she had to get out of the hospital wing and into hiding- she did not want to risk changing the future.
Gingerly sitting up Hermione went to move to get out of the bed when the privacy curtain around her bed moved and revealed the voice from earlier.
It was Madame Pomphrey but she did not look the same from when Hermione had last seen her. There were no wrinkles or lines on her face and she looked to be about 20 years old. She still however had the same disapproving glare she had in later years.
"Now Miss Rhodes where do you think you are going?" she questioned and moved to push Hermione back into her bed, adjusting it as she did so Hermione could sit up easier,
"How are you feeling?" she asked waving her wand over Hermione's body in what Hermione assumed where diagnostic spells,
Hermione was confused as to why she had been referred to by a strange name but tried to keep a straight face "Rather sore" she replied
The matron smiled sympathetically at her, "Well that's better than you were before, everyone's so glad you're alive" she continued still waving her wand over Hermione even though nothing had happened yet, "Your very lucky to be after what happened"
Now Hermione couldn't hide her confusion, "What did happen to me?" she asked
The matron sent her another sympathetic look, "Sorry I forgot about your amnesia, the headmaster will be here soon with Madame Kelsi to explain everything"
She frowned and then gave up with her wand waving which hadn't wielded any results yet, she looked at her wand with a frown. Then smiled back up at Hermione
"Sorry I'm still learning, but I'm sure Madame Kelsi will be back from her appointment with the Headmaster soon to give you some pain relief" she made to move outside the privacy curtain when another thought occurred to her,
"I'm Poppy by the way" she grinned sheepishly "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" she asked and Hermione nodded,
"Okay won't be long!" the matron called and disappeared again behind the curtain.
Hermione leant back into the bed trying to figure out what on earth was happening, why was she being called a different name? Amnesia? She absentmindedly brought her hand up to scratch her head and jumped in shock when her fingers were not met with bushy wild out of control hair. She ran her fingers through it her itchy scalp forgotten about; it was tangled in places but otherwise straight. Hermione dragged the ends which reached to about the bottom of her ears to in front of her eyes. It was the same colour as Hermione's previous locks but a shade or two darker.
What on earth was going on? She thought trying to feel if her face was any different.
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It had taken a good three and a half hours to travel from the top to the bottom of England, they had now forgone roads and where flying speedily along the Scottish countryside, Night was creeping up on them fast however and they were quickly loosing light,
"What exactly are we looking for?" called Donna from the doors. After getting further away from London Donna had started to feel better and had come back to her almost original self before they had seen what her home had been reduced to.
"Anything strange!" shouted back the Doctor, the weather in the highlands was not the best and with the doors open the howling gale was ranging through the TARDIS control room. The rain was kept out but they were unable to stop the wind
"Really specific!" shouted back Donna sarcastically, but turned her attention back to outside the doors. The doctor was also running a scan for unusual activity but with the TARDIS not running on 100% efficiency he wasn't sure if it would work.
They kept it up until darkness fell and then tried to carry on, but they agreed eventually it wasn't worth it and the doctor landed the TARDIS and she settled back to the floor with a loving sigh, that the Doctor felt through his bond with the machine,
"Sorry old girl" he spoke to her and she creaked in annoyance back at him, the Doctor left the scan running as he and Donna went their separate ways to get some sleep. Not that neither of them could, the Doctor trying to think what on earth could have gone wrong to upset the timeline this much and Donna because of the worry she was feeling for her family. Eventually the TARDIS having recovered herself from her strenuous journey soothed both of her passengers into a slumber, they didn't stay asleep long but the TARDIS was happy her master and friend had something.
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Hermione had just finished the lunch Madame Pomphrey, no Poppy had brought, she mentally corrected herself when the curtain was pulled back again and the headmaster entered shortly followed by an elder wise looking lady who was wearing an outfit similar to the one Poppy wore in her time. She was rather short and plump; Hermione was half reminded of Mrs Weasley except her hair was brown and silver and pulled into a tight bun on the top of her head.
"Nice to see you awake Miss Rhodes" she bustled, "I'm Madame Kelsi" she introduced, "I see my apprentice has been taking good care of you" she added removing the tray from Hermione's lap and putting it on the side. Once it was removed she waved her wand quickly over Hermione and the tip glowed blue,
"Excellent I see your internal wounds have healed nicely" she smiled at her, "Now you are awake we can see about getting some salve on those cuts and bruises" She moved to leave, "But the headmaster has some things he would like to discuss with you so they will have to wait"
Hermione didn't miss the annoyed glance the Matron shot at the headmaster before leaving and her eyebrows raised.
The headmaster waited a few seconds before waving his wand giving the chance for Hermione to study him- he did not look any different from the last time she had seen him except his beard was shorter and he was without his hat, "I have cast a privacy charm" he spoke jolting Hermione out of her studies of him, "No-one but us will be able to hear what is discussed"
Hermione nodded but remained silent, un-sure if the Headmaster knew she was from a different time and if revealing herself would be damaging to the timeline,
"I know your name is not Miss Rhodes but Miss Granger and I know you are here by a time turner" he started and Hermione made no move to interrupt him, "You are in the year 1973, I do not wish to know details of the future or how far you have come all I wish is that until we discover a way to get you back home you keep with the cover story I have provided for you" Hermione nodded again, understanding that her keeping her silence could save the timeline
"Unfortunately I had the opportunity to create a good cover story for you" the headmaster spoke sadly, and Hermione was confused again, unfortunately? Surely if it kept the timeline preserved it was a good thing but again she did not interrupt and kept listening.
"Shortly before the wards alerted me to an unexpected arrival I received news that during an emergency visit to her family Miss Hannah Rhodes was murdered in a death eater attack along with her parents and her younger brother travelling home from 's" he sighed sorrowfully, "When I found you at the bottom of the stairs with a broken timepiece I realised what I must do, I transfigured your appearance to match Miss Rhodes and I have leaked the story that you were saved and were recovering here at Hogwarts for your safety"
When the headmaster did not speak for several long seconds Hermione took the opportunity to speak, "So I am to be Hannah Rhodes?" she questioned
The headmaster nodded, "I also leaked that you have selective amnesia to explain how you would have none of Miss Rhodes memories"
Hermione nodded sadly, "I know this the best course of action to protect the timeline" she spoke, "But what of when I leave?" she asked quietly
The headmaster seemed impressed with her maturity but sighed before he spoke all the same, "We will have to cross that bridge when we come to it, sadly you are not a priority however, with all the attacks I don't have the time right not to research into how to get you home"
Hermione bit her lip, she was afraid of that, "What year was Miss Rhodes in?" she asked politely wanting to not dwell on the possibility she might never get home and concentrate on the now.
"Her 3rd year, and a Ravenclaw" the headmaster answered, "I wouldn't worry too much about your studies, your teachers will be very understanding" and then he smiled for the first time and a twinkle appeared back in his eye, "So if one were to be busy studying other things it would probably go unnoticed"
Hermione smiled and then Dumbledore waved his wand and Hermione guessed the privacy charm had been dropped as he said,
"Don't worry about anything Miss Rhodes everyone is just glad you're alive" and then he left.
Almost as soon as he had Madam Kelsi came zooming through with two tubs of salve, "This one" she said indicating the blue coloured one, "Is for your bruises, and this" she held up the other clear salve in her other hand, "Is for your cuts, I will leave you to put them on and then we will see about getting you some daylight" she smiled and then vanished to the outside of the curtain again. Hermione was half dreading the curtain being pulled back and revealing herself to the past but Dumbledore she had to admit had come up with a brilliant story to cover her absent memory of this time period, she just had to make sure that she didn't make a mistake. She also wondered as she was applying the salve (very gingerly to her bruises mind) how she knew her name before remembering after a time she would have travelled in her uniform and her mother had sewn her name into the back as it was a requirement at Hogwarts so that the clothes could return the right people after cleaning.
Once the salve was all applied and Hermione was feeling considerably better the Matron returned and pulled back the curtains that were on either side of her bed allowing the light from the large window to illuminate and warm her. The infirmary hadn't changed much but there were a few odd items around that Hermione recognised from history books that seemed to so far confirm what the headmaster had told her.
There was a boy on a bed two down from her but he was facing away towards the door and seemed to be asleep judging by the steady rise and fall of his body his sandy hair was strewn all over the pillow. That must have been who the other boy had gotten into trouble visiting earlier she did not think too much of it and began to grow restless sitting in bed with nothing to do. Annoyed she looked through the cabinet next to her hoping for a book or something to read when a voice jolted her from her investigations.
"I wouldn't bother" the boy who Hermione had assumed to be asleep spoke, "I swear this place is as much a prison of boredom as it is an infirmary"
Hermione looked up at the boy and smiled, he seemed oddly familiar but Hermione realised that many people would, 20 years in the past the majority she would be sharing schooling with would be people's parents, it was an odd thought but a comforting one at the same time.
"No books at all?" she asked disappointed, it didn't look like she was getting out of here anytime soon and she was really eager to see what the 3rd years in this timeline learnt that differed to her own along with double checking history books to make sure she didn't inadvertently reveal a spell not yet in circulation. She was probably over thinking the whole thing but she didn't want to disappoint the headmaster.
"Nope" the boy sighed looking just as forlorn as Hermione thought she looked, "Madame Kelsi believes that reading can be too strenuous on the mind that needs to be concentrating on healing" he sighed rolling his eyes,
"I'm Remus Lupin by the way, I heard about your accident" he looked troubled after that as though he might have insulted Hermione when she didn't respond, "We have a few classes together" he added trying to fill in her memory loss as a kind of apology, but Hermione's brain was elsewhere reeling at the revelation of who he was, the younger version of her current DADA teacher, She knew that in her time Professor Lupin looked older than his years but she wouldn't have guessed he was a young as he was in order to be a third year – in her year.
She smiled weakly back at him, "I'm he..." but she stopped and tried to remember what Dumbledore had told her her first name was, "Hannah" she finished lamely expecting him to laugh but Remus had a understanding look on his face.
"It's alright" he said, "Everyone knows you're having trouble with a few things" he smiled encouragingly at her and she returned it
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They chatted a little after their introduction, from Remus she found out the classes she shared with him, it seemed Hannah had shared her dislike of divination and had not taken it as a subject and she had discovered she shared Arithmancy, Ancient Runes and SOMETHING ELSE with Remus it seemed that Hannah was very academic but then Hermione remembered she was a Ravenclaw now and she felt a sudden burst of excitement at getting to be a part of the house the sorting hat had considered placing her in her first year.
They continued on discussing various things mostly about Remus as Hermione had nothing much to offer about herself, she was about to ask what house he was in as since he was also in a hospital gown she had no indication when 3 boys burst through them infirmary doors,
"Remus!" the black haired boy shouted despite Remus being only a few feet away, "Ouch Siri you know how painful my hearing is at this time" he groaned but the other boy didn't seem to notice and grabbed a chair that was still beside his friends bed and swung it around to sit on it, the other two followed suit up close behind and she studied them, she didn't recognise the shorter boy nor the loud one but the taller one had familiar black messy hair that made her heart feel funny.
Madame Kelsi came out shortly after their arrival and reprimanded the loud boy but Hermione felt numb and disconnected, when the messy haired boy had looked up to the Madame Hermione could see why everyone told Harry how much he looked like his dad, it was like a mirror copy except for the eyes which although she was quite a way from seeing their exact colour she knew they were not the same bright green as Harry's and the way he held himself, he seemed much more confident and brazen than the shy Harry Hermione knew. A little lost she looked down at her hands, So Professor Lupin and Harry's dad had been friends at school, she wondered why Professor Lupin hadn't mentioned anything to Harry or maybe he had and Harry just hadn't wanted to say anything. She doubted it was the latter, after all Harry was one of her best friends and there wasn't much they kept from each other.
She went back to quietly observing the friends interact, it wasn't like she had much else to do. She learnt that the smaller boy's name was Peter, Harry's fathers name was James and the other boy's name she still hadn't caught yet as they kept referring to him by a shortened name. When she did she almost wished she hadn't, he was Sirius Black, death eater who in her time had just escaped Azkaban and was out to kill Harry.
Her brain went into overdrive trying to work it all out. What on earth happened in 20 years to turn the laughing boy over there into a death eater wanting to murder the son of the boy he currently held in a mock headlock making his hair even more messy. Hermione didn't know what to think but she knew she had to not wonder too much about it, the past was now her present and she had to live with it for some time.
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I am very sorry about lack of update this week, On Sunday I discovered a long term virus in my system, by Wednesday it was clear I wasn't going to be able to repair the damage it caused to my registry despite the fact I destroyed the little buggers so I had to reformat and reboot (something I seem to have done far too often recently) sadly having moved away from home that meant rebooting to Windows XP home edition 2002 (the only disk I could find) oh it's so old xD and as I type this, the OS it doesn't have internet unless you have an Ethernet cable which I don't have in order to download my wireless driver
I hate technology. I really do- so despite my backlog I couldn't post them! Arg . ... least there's more of a backlog now though!
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