Sunday upload flood: Chapters 10..16. (including several shortish chapters again Dx)
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1980 (1) B
Alice and Frank would not help him.
He had tried explaining to them what he had seen that day on their coffee table.
How magic itself was wrong.
Friendly but adamantly, they had declined his thesis. He was jumping to conclusions, they had said. And they had not understood – but somebody else had.
He had heard the tales about him, of both his genius and his cruelty. Lord Voldemort was a man to be admired and feared at the same time.
The Doctor was absolutely aware of how the wizard he had rather enjoyed conversing with was the sole reason of the wizarding world's panicked state. And yet, his own hunger for knowledge had, eventually, led him straight into said wizard's arms.
And he was brilliant.
Mislead, angry, but brilliant all the same.
Upon creating the first Horcrux, so very long ago, the Dark Lord, too, had seen the wrongness in this world. He had found the truth to that wrongness even before the Doctor had, and he had fought it by declaring war on improper magic.
By persecuting muggleborns. It was a desperate choice of action, but the only palpable alternative lay in eradicating magic itself. Both were horrible choices, but at least the Doctor succeeded in convincing the Dark Lord to choose a less bloody path, whichever path that may be; even after years, neither wizard nor time lord had found out how to accomplish their feat. How to keep reality from shattering. They were trying, though.
It wasn't as if they needed to erase an entire population's abilities to utilize magic. Wizards were mildly telepathic in nature, but it was their wands that caused those rifts in time and space. Destroying all wands on the planet…that was something the Tardis could accomplish within a heartbeat, but alas…he missed her.
He missed her so very much.