DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Doctor Who, or Narnia for that matter, although this plot is mine. I have no real desire to own the three series, although I rather wish I had my own TARDIS.
Author's Note: Here we go with the start of third year of You Are Not Alone. ALLONS-Y!
Chapter Twenty One: There's Something About Professor Moon
The Hogwarts Express
Platform Nine and Three Quarters, Kings Cross, London, England, Earth, 1993 CE
Harry, Lucy, Zara and William sat in a compartment of the Hogwarts Express, waiting for the others to join them. Harry and Lucy were currently trying to allay Will's fear about the sorting. 'It's perfectly fine Will, Grandmum will love you no matter what house you are in.' Harry explained to Will, although it didn't seem to make him any less anxious.
The group were soon joined by Ginny and a young dirty blonde haired girl who introduced herself as Luna. Not long afterwards, another girl knocked timidly on the compartment door. 'May I sit here? Everywhere else is full.' she asked politely.
'Of course.' Harry replied equally politely. 'I'm Harry, although Grandmum calls me James. This is Lucy, Zara, William, Ginny and Luna.' Harry continued as he pointed to each occupant in turn.
The young girl's eyes widened as she realised just who she was sharing a compartment with, and clumsily curtseyed as she said to Harry and Will 'A pleasure to meet you, your Highnesses.'
'None of that now, just Harry and William (or Will or Wills) amongst friends. Now what would your name be, dear girl?' Harry asked amiably.
'Um, Catherine Middleton, my friends call me Kate.' the young girl replied, finally taking a seat next to Luna.
Gradually conversation built back up again as Daphne, Hermione, Neville, Susan and Hannah arrived, and the compartment's magic became maxed out, so to speak, with 12 people crammed into the room. Harry decided now was the time to give his friends the present he had found back in the Library. 'Daph, Nev, Mione. These are for you, follow the instructions on the front, I think you will be pleasantly surprised.' He said handing each of the three on of the sheaves of parchment.
Shortly after, Hermione looked down at the parchment, the front cover now royal blue with bronze writing, and asked, 'But how?'
Harry had but one word to answer. 'Magic...'
(Insert Doctor Who theme Music)
Matt Smith
Karen Gillan
Arthur Darvill
With Daniel Radcliffe
And Georgie Henley
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
Hogwarts, Scotland, Earth, 1993 CE
Harry and his friends walked into the Entrance Hall and were immediately directed to follow Professor McGonagall up to her office on the seventh floor, near Gryffindor Tower. 'Now...' McGonagall started, looking around at the Sigma Four, Susan, Hannah and Lucy. 'The seven of you have signed up for the maximum number of electives. The only members of your year to do so, might I add. As such, I have been instructed to provide you each with Time Turners...' Harry looked skeptically at the small hourglass on a chain, but McGonagall pressed on, 'While I am aware that Mr Potter has other methods, a Time Turner is less...obtrusive shall we say. Also, Professor Dumbledore has provided you with an office which is accessible from the corridor near to each common room for you to share for homework and your Wizenagamot and Royal Duties for Harry. You are still expected to observe curfew. Now each entrance to the office is guarded by the Founder whose house it is nearest to, and you may set the password to anything provided I am kept appraised.'
McGonagall's talk continued for almost an hour before they were led down to a small alcove off the Entrance Hall and shown how to use the Time Turners, appearing just in time to enter the Great Hall with their classmates for the feast, while McGonagall left to attend to the first years.
Five minutes later and McGonagall entered the Great Hall along with a group of first years which, as always looked bemused and bewildered by the grandeur of the Hall. After the Sorting Hat's song had finished, McGonagall ran through the usual spiel before calling the students forward one by one, until she came to 'Middleton, Catherine!'
Kate looked puzzled as she heard the Sorting Hat's voice in her head. 'I see great things in your future young lady.' The Hat started cryptically before continuing, 'but for now at least, hmmm, your loyalty will lead you best, especially if you stick by the young Royals. Good luck in HUFFLEPUFF!' As usual only the last word was spoken aloud and Kate scampered over to join her new house, taking a seat next to Susan.
'Mountbatten-Windsor, William.' was called forward next, and it was only the many muggleborns that recognised the last name and then the boy as Prince William. As the Hat was placed on Will's head, he could hear the voice permeating through his head. 'Hmmm, young Royal, where to put you. Smart like your father, but no...not the place for you. Ah! I know, find your place young one and join your new friend in HUFFLEPUFF!' Will sighed in relief and quickly ran over, plopping himself down next to Kate, shaking the offered hand from Neville and Susan, looking up to see his cousins Zara and Harry standing, smiling and clapping as they looked in his direction, and he nodded to both in thanks.
After the last new student was sorted, Dumbledore stood and told everyone to tuck in as the Opening Feast appeared before their eyes, as the first years marvelled at the amount of food, and the upper years just started eating with gusto.
Well over half an hour later, Dumbledore stood once more and directed the student body to quiet down, before he began his start-of-term messages.
'...and taking over from the retiring Professor Kettleburn as head of the Care of Magical Creatures department will be Professor Rowan Moon.' At these words from Dumbledore, a blond haired, middle aged, attractive woman stood and waved to the student body, while the Doctor and Master tried to figure out why she seemed so familiar.
Harry, over on the Gryffindor house table had somehow put it together. 'She's a Time Lady.' He whispered to Lucy, who was sitting next to him. 'Not one I've met, but definitely a Time Lady.'
History Professor's Office
Harry, the Doctor, the Master and Professor Moon sat in the Doctor's office after the feast, and finally the Doctor asked the question they really wanted to know, 'So, Professor Moon, who are you?'
'Doctor! I'm hurt that you don't recognise me.' She walked over to the Doctor's desk and showed them the psychic message with the "R" and crescent moon monogram and tossed it to the Doctor.
'No! Romana? But Rassilon said you died in the Time War!' The Doctor exclaimed in realisation.
'I didn't die. That traitorous Rassilon usurped me as Lord President and then sabotaged my TARDIS so that it crashed on Earth. The crash caused me to regenerate again, number four now.' Romana finished in explanation.
The Doctor laughed jubilantly as he jumped up to hug his old friend, before she cautiously greeted the Master as if she expected to be cursed by him, but he just smiled wryly and greeted her politely.
Defence Classroom
Thursday Morning
'Books away class.' Professor Griffin said as the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff third years entered the classroom to see a large wardrobe in the middle of the classroom with the desks pushed up against the walls. 'Now who here can tell me what a boggart is? Mrs Potter-Windsor?' he continued pointing to Lucy who had raised her hand immediately, just beating out Hermione.
'A boggart is a shape shifter which takes the shape of whatever a person fears the most.' Lucy stated as Professor Griffin smiled, before he asked Hermione to tell them where boggarts can be found.
'Any small dark space, boggarts are the embodiment of claustrophobia.' Hermione answered with a textbook perfect answer.
As the class went on, the Professor demonstrated how to defeat a boggart, and every student in the class had the opportunity. The few purebloods in the class sniggered at Lucy's boggart, a statue of an angel baring its teeth, although most muggleborns shuddered, with a repeat performance when Harry's boggart was the same statue standing over an unconscious Lucy.
Potions Classroom
The next day, the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff third years entered the Potions classroom, the Gryffindors thankful that for once they didn't have Potions with the Slytherins. 'Wands away, cauldrons out, instructions are on the board!' Snape barked and then started walking around the classroom, glaring at students, sneering at them and making harsh comments. The Shrinking Solution that they were required to make was certainly not the easiest potion they had brewed, but nor was it the hardest. Harry and his friends were quite pleased to all manage near perfect potions, and even Neville, who Snape delighted in torturing, was given an EE for the class. Maybe, just maybe they might get through an uneventful year of Potions.
Magical Law and Governance Classroom
Later that afternoon, a combined class from all four houses entered the classroom on the first floor for their first Magical Law and Governance class, where the young Lords and Ladies of the Wizenagamot recognised Jonathan Carmichael, the Gentleman Usher of the Gold Rod, and Sue's aunty, and Chief Justice of the Wizenagamot, Amelia Bones, standing at the front of the room. 'Welcome to your Law and Governance class, students. I am Amelia Bones, call me Madam Bones, and this is Associate Professor Jonathan Carmichael, and we will be your teachers in this subject. Now unfortunately for you all, the timetable for this subject has your classes now, Fridays before dinner, and also two hours on Sundays before dinner.' Amelia Bones explained the brief for the subject to the class.
Professor Carmichael took over and continued the explanation. 'Over the next five years we will be studying the Wizenagamot and the Ministry of Magic's Departments, and also the legislative, and judicial powers each holds. We shall also study the various executive powers of the Minister and the Senior Undersecretary, the Chief Warlock, Speaker, Chancellor and Chief Justice, and to finish off we will study the history of magical law and government in Britain, and how the Royal Prerogative pertains to all of Her Majesty's subjects, including those of magical descent.'
Hermione was very surprised at the almost university level of organisation of the subject as Professor Carmichael handed out a sheaf of parchment to each student which gave details of what they would be studying each week, which teacher would be teaching what and even additional times which they would be available for questions.
Shortly after this, Professor Carmichael got the ball rolling with the first lecture on the history of the Royal Family and magic. 'The Wizarding Peoples of Great Britain came under the auspices of the Crown for the first time in 1215, when King John of England signed the Magna Carta, which recognised that the Wizarding Peoples had autonomy, but as English subjects were subject to the will of the Crown. The Wizard's Council, forerunner to the Ministry of Magic and the Wizenagamot was formed in 1265, and the Council recognised the powers of the Crown in statute for the first time in 1297, when the Council signed off on the Magna Carta...'
On and on the lecture went until the bell tolled to signify dinner time and the class was dismissed.
Harry's TARDIS, The Time Vortex
Lucy walked into the control room of Harry's TARDIS to find Harry on the lower level, muttering about compartments. 'What are you doing Harry?' she asked curiously.
'Just a minute.' he told her, using a sonic screwdriver to tighten two last attachments, before running up to the console and rapidly pressing buttons on the typewriter, looking up at the scanner now and then, before flicking two last switches, and watching as a keyring with 6 old style keys shot out from the console, and he added the TARDIS's Yale key to the keyring. 'Follow me.' Harry said to Lucy, as he clambered out of the TARDIS and into the office.
Harry and His Friends' Office
Harry and Lucy stepped back out into the office, and Lucy noticed that Harry's TARDIS now looked like a multi compartment trunk with 6 old style locks, and the seventh lock, a Yale one, which would provide access to the TARDIS itself. Lucy now noticed all of Harry's belongings that he might need on a daily basis were in piles on a nearby table, and together they opened each of the six compartments, adding clothes to the first, books to the second and so on until each was filled and Harry smiled before flying his TARDIS back to his dormitory and returning to the office.