own nothing

Eleven

Christmas Morning, and when everyone was asleep, Hermione was out to the asylum to see her step-mother again. She didn't want to take the chance of him knowing about his old self, before it was time. She followed the attending down the hall, the hall that was becoming all to familiar to her.

The attending opened the door, locking it behind her, this was a different room then the sick bay. It was a private room, just her and her step-mother, alone. Hermione stepped closer and sat next to her on the bed. "How are you doing Mrs. Saxon?"

"Why do you keep coming back?" Her reply.

Hermione sighed, turning slightly away, fighting to bite her lip, "Because you're a mother, be it a wicked step-mother. But he loved you."

"He used me, you mean," Mrs. Saxon couched, "They are recording us child. Hide your face, I know how much you hated being in the cameras." Hermione's eyes glanced around and saw that there was two cameras.

"Why are they doing this?" She asked, lowering her voice.

"I am dieing, and Mr. Saxon's daughter came out of hiding to see me. They want to pin everything on you, you will no longer be safe from the cameras." Mrs. Saxon began to cough harder. "I was so angry at you, at your father for loving you more, but I see now, on my very death bed that he was hiding you away to protect you. I'm sorry."

"You did this, didn't you? You set all this up?" Hermione asked.

Mrs. Saxon nodded, "He came to me, your father, very much alive as the day he died. He said that he was poisoning me to get revenge. That's why I was going insane. Mercury poisoning. He told me to make amends with you, or he'll see to it that I will burn in hell."

"Well then, it's all good then isn't it? Because the ghost of my father came to you?"

"It was no ghost Hermione. He was here." She lifted up a bruised arm. "He did this to me, be careful child. Your father is still alive." Her arm fell as did her chest, letting out her last breath.

Hermione sat there, staring at the old bat, and cried for her. She didn't realize that she was there long when she felt a hand on her shoulder, it was Sarah Jane. "Maria and her farther came for Christmas, just arrived this morning, when we realized you weren't home. I figured you'd be here. Maria's father came with me, he'll drive your car home." Hermione nodded, handing over her keys and they left the room.

The three of them, with Hermione holding the only box with her step-mother's possessions, walked out of the door and into a field of paparazzi. "How did they know to be here?" Maria's father asked, leading the two women toe Sarah Jane's car.

"She set this up, she had this planned all along." Hermione muttered to them, as the Paparazzi screamed at her for her attention.

"Let's get you home." Sarah Jane replied, hugging her.

Maria's father left them when they got in the car and soon followed behind in Hermione's rental. The drove in circles to lose the cameras, before actually arriving at Sarah Jane's house. Hermione took her box, and walked in, seeing a very ticked off Professor Smith.

"Ms. Granger if you ever do anything like that again, I will be force to get very very mad." He began to shout, and he would've said more but Hermione dropped the box and through her body at him and cried into his chest. It was a hard core sobbing and he was shocked, wrapping his arms around her, he held her tight.

Maria's father and Sarah Jane walked in, blinking at the two. They smiled at each and hugged one another, proud to save another day.

"Professor SMith, Ms. Granger. This is highly inappriorate." Came a voice. Professor Smith looked up to see McGonagall and Severus Snape in Sarah Jane's doorway.

"Oh hello, this, oh she's just crying." He patted Hermione's back, who still seemed to not even noticed them.

"Unhand the student at once Professor." Snape shouted.

Hermione whipped around. "It isn't like he's molesting me, you greasy old bat. My step-mother just died." Hermione ran up the stares, pushing past Maria, Luke, Clyde and Rani.

"What was that about?" Luke asked.

"Nothing, you lot go to Rani's house now. Until dinner time. Go." Sarah Jane ordered. Shoving their coats in their arms and out the door. "All right, no more shouting. You make tea," Pointing to Maria's father, "You three sit and talk rationally, an I will go check up on Hermione." Sarah Jane bent down and picked up the box that Hermione dropped and went up stairs.

Sarah Jane found Hermione in the Attic with Mr. Smith wide open. Sarah Jane's eyes widen, staring between Hermione who was sitting on the couch and Mr. Smith. "So, nice alien computer." Hermione stated, playing with her skirt.

"Thank you, his name is Mr. Smith, he helps me keep Earth safe." Sarah Jane smiled, sitting down next to HErmione, the box between them.

"I have...I had the Doctor for that."

"We all did, it's a curse, you know, falling in love with him." Hermione looked at Sarah Jane, her words stung.

"I know, and I think that the John Smith is developing feelings for me." Hermione whispered.

"Well that isn't so bad." Maria's father joined them with tea and hot coco. He handed it to them and sat on the floor. "They're one and the same ain't they? You love the same person."

"The same in ways yes, but not in others." Hermione replied.

"Downstairs Professor Smith is defending himself, saying that you two aren't doing anything. And that you have feelings for the Doctor, and he couldn't come close to those feeling. But I'm assuming that they know that he is the Doctor, because they didn't buy it for a second."

"Which brings that question, Hermione what is with you and Mrs. Saxon?" Sarah Jane asked.

"She's my step-mother. My father is Harold Saxon the Prime Minister Harold Saxon, the one the shot the president of the United States." Hermione took and gulp of her coco and winced. "He's a time lord like the Doctor, he's called the Master. We're both from Galliefrey."

"Excuse you're both from? You're a time lord to?" Sarah Jane asked.

Hermione nodded, "Two hearts, twelve lives, the whole package. I was sent here before the big Time War. My father found me after and " She placed her coco her lap leveled, to do finger quotes. " 'he adopted me'. I stayed out of the way though, I was Hermione Granger now, human, with only one beating heart."

"How did get from human to time lord again?" Maria's father asked.

Hermione sighed, looking at the door, making sure that Professor Smith wasn't there. "I gave up my humanity to save him, the Doctor. He became Professor John Smith when I brought him to my school. Someone was chasing us, trying to kill us. And I had to think fast, and I'm afraid that it may have hurt him in long run."

"No, you did a good thing." Sarah Jane held her hand, and gave it a squeeze. "Well it's awfully quiet downstairs I should go check on them." Sarah Jane stood up and walked to the door, she turned around the corner and there was Professor Smith sitting on the stair case. Sarah Jane quickly looked back, then grabbed his arm. "Come on now, let's go down stairs."

He sat on the counter top, looking down at his hands. "So how much did you hear?" Sarah Jane asked, leaning against the stove.

"I came up after they left, it was a shot conversation. Directly to the point." He looked up. "So I'm the Doctor, Hermione's really in love with me?"

"We all were." Sarah Jane replied, "I'm not really your sister, but for Hermione sake let's keep going on like I am. You pick traveling companions Doctor, normally young women, and they tend to fall in love, all the adventure, the thrill. Its catchy. But Hermione knows the difference between you as John Smith and you as the Doctor."

"What's the difference?" He asked.

"You're human, the Doctor is an alien."

"And Hermione's into that kind of thing?" He asked shocked, and kind of grossed out.

"John, Hermione is the same type of alien that the Doctor is. They're both Time Lords." Sarah Jane whispered, because she could hear them coming down the stairs.

"Oh," John said, before his eyes widen. "Oh!"