A/N: So RL has sucked massively and Ive been a right mess for the past few weeks. I graduated, had my bf/ex break up with me, and he started dating someone new a few days later, and she is/was/use to be my friend. I've moved back home and have been helping out the parental a lot so that has taken a lot of my time. I just saw Torchwood Children of Earth and I liked it and hated it and will disregard it. So this story has basically gone off canon in regards to both Doctor Who and Torchwhood (when they make an appearance.). Everything that happened with Ginny and Draco will be explained, though Im sorry if you don't like how my story is going but I don't argue much with my muses. That being said, I'll try to write more but my summer kind is hectic with family. On the bright side I've got some side one shots that I may or may not incorporate into this one though most deal in other fandoms lol. Enjoy.
Oh and Donna Noble will be briefly mentioned…I've decided to mess with the time lines because I love Tosh and Owen and Donna and needed a way to make it all work. So like I said, not completely canon any longer.
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Harry looked around himself in amazement. The inside of the Police Box was impossibly larger than the outside. It didn't make sense, in fact it seemed to defy any kind of logic that he knew. Harry would have thought it was magic, but he would have felt the faint echo of a spell or even a trace of magic if there was a hint of it but there wasn't any that he could feel. It just didn't make any sense to him.
"I don't understand how this is possible Doctor? I've never heard of this being possible." Harry was in complete amazement of what he saw around him. Looking all around hoping something would give him a hint of some kind.
The Doctor himself had a silly little grin on his face and quickly shut the door behind him. He threw the lock on the door and headed toward the center control panel.
"Welcome to the TARDIS, young Harry." The Doctor told him.
"I'm confused Doctor. You say this is a ship, yet it looks like a plain police box from the outside. Yet when you enter, it is so much larger on the inside. And the name, TARDIS, what does it mean?"
Harry couldn't help but wander around, glancing at everything. The ship was unlike anything he had ever seen before. In a way it was more wonderful and magical than Hogwarts had ever been, partly because he knew no magic was involved in the creation of this ship. It was made with pure science and technology, something that was as foreign to the magical realm as magic was to the muggle world.
"I'm sure you are aware of aliens, space travel, and all of that other nonsense that can be found now a days due to science fiction, yes?"
Harry stopped wandering around the ship and turned to face the Doctor.
"Yes, I've read a few different science fiction series where there was space travel and far off galaxies. People messing with the time space continuum. I am a fan of a few of them as well. What of it?"
"I am from a species known as Time Lords. We look like you silly apes, but aren't quite human ourselves. For one thing we have two hearts and have the ability to regenerate…"
Regenerate? He makes himself sound like a battery or starfish. Harry thought to himself as he stared at this man who just claimed to be an alien.
"…whenever we get too old or are mortally wounded we can regenerate. The council though only lets us have 12 regenerations. I am on my 10th now. It isn't like it matters now because my home world is gone. The council cant dictate how many times one can regenerate any longer…though it is possible that they weren't dictating but rather were stating a fact. No one has ever tried to go past twelve, at least I don't think so. Anyways I am going off topic. Gallifrey, that's the name of my planet, was destroyed in the last great Time Battle. I am the last Time Lords, there are no others like me out there in all of time and space, trust me I've looked. There is a small chance though that there are a few that were hidden, but then again….
This man babbles more than anyone I have ever met. Either he's escaped from the psych ward or he is completely serious. Harry thought to himself while he watched The Doctor twitter about.
"…Though life isn't as lonely as it once was granted. I've been finding companions all of the place, most of them seem to just stumble upon me and want to have a bloody adventure. Bloody brilliant they all are. Rose Tyler, Captain Jack Harkness, Martha Jones, Donna, Mickey the Idiot, and now you Harry. The TARDIS, my ship here, stands for Time And Relative Dimension(s) In Space. It is what helps me travel through time and space to different worlds and different times. She's a beauty of a ship and definitely has her own personality." The Doctor sighed and turned to face Harry.
"I must apologize. I get melancholy when I think of the past and the things that well, never mind that." He paused for a moment. "Right. So. Tell me about yourself, Harry. Who is it exactly that I've brought onto my ship?"
Harry looked at the Doctor for a second, before sitting down.
Oh well, nutter or not, In for a pence, in for a pound.
"You already know why I was trying to drown my troubles away. I guess it's only fair though since you told me about yourself. My name, as you know, is Harry Potter. My parents were killed when I was a little over a year old and I lived with my mother's sister and her family until I was seventeen. I had a few adventures growing up, not quite your average teenage adventures but adventures all the same. I got sick of where I was living, it was wonderful at first but after awhile it was no better than my aunt and uncles, and decided to leave, moved to London with my boy…..with Draco. It's funny that I moved in with him because growing up we were the worst sort of enemies. Couldn't talk to each ssother without starting a fight of some kind. Guess what people say is true; there is a thin line between love and hate. I left for work one night only to come back earlier than expected to see him screwing the little sister of my former best friend. Packed the stuff that I wanted, went to the bar, and met you and here I am. Standing in the middle of your space ship playing "getting to know you" with a complete stranger that I just agreed to go traveling with." Harry said in one breath but stopping and looking around this time in confusion.
The Doctor watched him as he stopped, watched as he seemed to be trying to get a handle on his emotions. He watched as Harry started to pace back and forth.
"Oh my god. What am I doing? I've agreed to go traveling with a complete stranger. A stranger who swears that this 1950s police box that is bigger on the inside, can travel through space and time. A stranger who I just spilled part of my life story too. A stranger who found me drinking away my sorrows in whiskey. What am I doing here? Why did I think this was a good idea? Its because Im Harry Bleeding Potter, with a hero complex that never went away and was figuring an adventure would make me forget. What was I thinking? Oh my god." Harry said again and stopped his pacing to face the Doctor.
The Doctor meanwhile watched his young new companion come to grips. Most of his companions never made this much of a fuss, once they got used to the Tardis being bigger on the inside then the outside. Most couldn't wait to explore time and space, making requests and what not. Yet this young man seemed to be having a nervous breakdown of some kind. Something wasn't right here, or at least wasn't making sense.
"Eh…You alright?" He asked Harry, worried that he would run screaming out of the Tardis. He didn't want to have to restrain this young man. He had a feeling that things are going to be very interesting if Harry decided to stay on as his companion.
"Huh? Oh yea, Im fine. Perfectly fine. Everything is fine and dandy. Im just loosing my mind here. Never mind me. I mean here I am, talking to a man who not only claims he is an alien but that he travels through time and space. Never mind the fact that this goes against everything I have ever known. But then again so does magic. Oh what am I getting myself into?"
"You. What about me? Of all the possible people I might choose as a companion I had to find someone so bleeding logical. Never before have I encountered such a bloody logic. Usually people come inside, stare in awe or confusion and then leave or stay and travel. They never act like a bloody logic like you are. Just my luck that I find the one bleeding logical person in all of London." The Doctor started to rant while Harry stopped and watched him.
Before he could stop himself, Harry burst out laughing.
"Oi! Whats so funny?" The Doctor demanded.
"Sorry. Im not laughing at you per say but rather what you've said. Im not usually this logical, honest. I don't know whats come over me. I think everything just hit all at once and I did the first thing that came to mind."
"Oh and the first thing that came to your mind was what? Be so bloody logical that I almost wish Jackie Bloody Tyler would walk through those doors. Mind you that Jackie might not be as bad as she was before, but still I do not want that woman on my ship ever and right now she would be better than you are ." he huffed to Harry.
Harry could help but let out another laugh. "Sorry. Im not usually this logical. Its funny that you call me on being logical because Im not usually. I tend to rush right into things without thinking, just rush right in without a second thought if I have to. I use to have this friend, now she was the logical one. Oh she could out logic the professors at school. That's all she would use sometimes, is logical, its what made her one of the best. Hermione knew that at eleven years old that to be one of the best all you had to know was simple logic." Harry stopped with a tiny smile on his face.
"Ah…well enough with bloody logic. The first thing you will need to know about time travel is that it isn't logical. Time isn't always linear and the improbable can always occur."
Harry let out a little laugh before looking at the Doctor in the eye. "So what does that mean?"
"That means Mr. Potter, that are you ready for and adventure of a lifetime? Because I am sure this wont be like anything you have ever seen or dealt with before. There will be running, and chasing and fighting the good fight, and most of all, exploring. So are you ready for an adventure of a lifetime?"
Harry stared at the Doctor, before quickly glancing around the Tardis. It wasn't like anything he had been in, that's for sure, and it was something new and different for him. As he glanced back at the Doctor. There was something about that man as well, something that wanted Harry to stay and find at more.
Taking a deep breath, Harry looked into the eyes of the Doctor once more before a huge grin broke out on his face. "Doctor, I was born ready."
"Well then, lets get out of here shall we? Places to go, times to see, people to meet, history to watch, history to change, and most importantly adventures waiting to happen." The Doctor shouted while he raced around the center control panel; flipping switches, pulling levers, turning knobs.
"So where too Mister Potter? The past or the future? Or how about another planet? Maybe in another galaxy even?" he commented while still working the controls of the panel, not even looking up.
"Um…I don't know? The past?"
"Right then, I know just the place and time. 1940s London. Somehow we always end up there, lets begin there this time shall we?" Turning back to the controls, the Doctor once again focused on his task. Without realizing it, he started to hum a tune under his breath.
Harry watched the Doctor work in amazement. This was nothing like he had ever seen before. As he watched, he caught the tune that the Doctor was humming under his breath.
"Uh…Doctor? Why are you humming…."
Before Harry could finish his question, the Tardis started to shake and rattle as if he was in a martini shaker. Next thing he knew they had come to a complete stop, or at least he thought so. Because the very next instances a loud bang was heard throughout the whole of the Tardis and Harry was thrown to the floor.
"What the bloody hell just happened?" He demanded as he tried to sit up.
The Doctor looked up at Harry and kind of grimaced a bit. "Uh…well….you see….We didn't make it to the 1940s London."
"So where are we then?"
The Doctor walked towards the doors, before grabbing the handle and turning back around. "Well you see it looks like we might be in the 1540s instead"
"WHAT!?!?!?!?!"
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I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes…they are all my own….I'll probably re-edit this chapter at a later date.