Ela sat at an old grave laying flowers down.

"Hey, Harry." She said a stone on the top of the grave resting her hand next to it. "It's been another year. Hmm, don't feel bad, I offered and accepted the stone and the wand, I am happy." She stroked the letters of his name. Harry James Porter, beloved husband, and father. "I'm one of the last ones of us now, who survived the war. Your grandson, Phoenix, Albus and My Scorpius's son, has just started his sixth year." Ela's young face shone with a slight smile. "Love you Harry, I'll see you soon. I have more people to visit."

She visited the graves of Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Padma, lavender, Blaise, Seamus, and a few others.

Then she was interrupted by running into a man.

"I'm sorry." The doctor said looking down at the young woman with long curly black hair and her old purple eyes.

"It's fine." Ela Said. "Are you here to visit anyone?" She asked curiously having never seen him before.

"No, I'm here looking for Angels." The doctor informed her easily. "I'm the Doctor by the way."

Now that had Ela looking at him curiously. "It is nice to meet you." She first said not giving her name. "And which angels are these?" She asked curiously.

At the look on her face he decided to answer. "The weeping angels, they appear stone till you look away."

He looked at her kind of shocked when she nodded.

"I've seen them. They are usually around here every time I visit." Ela informed him carefully.

"What! how are you still here?" The doctor said looking kind of shocked.

"I have something about me that they don't like, they cannot stay close to me for some reason." She sighed then and held up a hand for him to take, clad in a black lace glove. "I am Azezela Malfoy." He took her hand and kissed it.

"It's nice to meet you Azezela." The doctor smiled.

"I can show you the angels. But I have one last grave I must visit first." Azezela said putting her hands in the pockets of her black fitted trench coat.

The doctor looked at her contemplatively before nodding. "Yes, Okay."

"Quick question, what do you know about Harry Potter?" Ela questioned easily.

The doctor looked at her curiously as she started to walk off in the graveyard, patting some of the graves as she did. Before he followed answering, "Harry Potter, was a wizard who thought in the last war, from what I've heard."

Azezela turned and smiled slightly at him them. "So, you know of the wizarding world."

"You're a witch!" The doctor cried in realisation.

"Yes." Azezela said with a smile. "This won't take long."

The doctor stood back slightly as she crouched in front of a large black marble gravestone. He read the inscription above the about six-year-old grave.

Draco Lucius Malfoy,

Beloved Husband, father, and grandfather.

Time and patience are what's needed for change.

He then watched as she placed fresh flowers on the grave, then took a stone and rested it on the top.

"Draco, love, I miss you." She rested her hand against the stone. "You missed Regal's wedding, it was beautiful, he and Celia danced the night away. The manor, is bursting with life again." Azezela leant against the grave then. "Amila, spent the whole wedding making fun of Regal. Scorpius is having another babe, Phoenix is in sixth year now, Orlandus has just started his potions mastery, Hadrian is turning 11 soon and Aster is driving them all crazy at the minute." She sighed deeply. "Hadriella and Gabriel have started teaching as they always wanted too. Mikhail is staying with Luna and Lysander at the minute, Luna isn't going to last much longer. So, Xander And Andromeda have been staying with me." She rested her head on the stone. "Orion, Venus And Teddy are all doing well. Goodbye for now my dear."

She then stood up brushing off her clothes. "Right shall we go?"

The doctor looked at her slightly sadly. "Yup, let's get going."

"Okay follow me." Azezela said walking ahead of him. She led him through the graveyard to an area that was dotted with angel statues.

The doctor blinked, quickly, and saw the angels had actually moved away from the woman.

"Well I've never seen them do that before." He ran a hand through his hair. "Why? Hmm." He paced slightly keeping one eye on the angels.

Azezela looked at him amused.

"Unless, unless. The legend." The doctor slapped a hand to his face.

"What legend?" Azezela asked curiously.

"The weeping angels are one of the oldest species, it's an old legend. The silent assassins, killing without killing, they will face the devil himself. But runs in the face of the thing they never directly cause. Death." The Doctor recited slightly. Not realizing Azezela had frozen up. "The master of death of course."

The doctor sat down with a smile before looking up at her. "You must be very lucky." He then looked down. "But condolences for your loses and those to come."

Azezela looked at him and his eyes, suddenly recognizing how old he looked. She sat next to him on the ground then.

"How old are you?" She asked curiously.

"I'm around 880, and you?" The doctor answered leaning back on his arms.

"Nearly 170 now. Most in these graves died from side effects from the war, it affected their later lives badly. My Draco for example, had the dark lord in his home for nearly two years during the war. The stress and the cruciatiuses, he suffered. Lead to organ failure, Parkinson's, muscle deficiency and arthritis." Azezela revealed leaning against the doctor slightly. "Do you have family?" She then asked curiously.

He sighed leaning back. "I did. But not anymore, my planet is completely gone. I'm assuming Draco was your Husband, do you have children, grandchildren?"

Azezela smiles happily then. "Yes, my eldest Orion Sirius, lives in Romania working with dragons. His twin Venus Cassiopeia has a daughter Fiona Narcissa and is a champion dueller. Mikhail Draco is married to Lysander, they have Xander Newton and Andromeda Luna. Scorpius Hyperion is married to Albus, they have Orlandus Vulpecia, Phoenix James, Hadrian George, and Aster Ginevra. The twins Hadriella Hermione and Gabriel Leo are currently focusing on teaching, but Gabe has a Son Ezekiel Thomas. Amila Narcissa, has a job that lets her travel, but she is expecting. Regal Lucius is the youngest." She sighed slightly. "So, I have 5 sons, Orion, Mikhail, Scorpius, Gabriel And Regal And 3 daughters Venus, Hadriella and Amila. Then 7 grandchildren so far. Then my god son, my eldest, Edward Remus. Teddy has few kids with Victorie, but he is 149 now."

The doctor looked at her kind of shocked. "Whoo, must be busy." He whistled.

That made Azezela laugh brightly. "Hmm, they are all grown up now though. Do you not have anyone left?"

"No." The doctor looked down slightly then. "I do have these friends, Amy and Rory, and River." He said with a small smile.

"But?" Azezela Said with a curious look.

"It seems like Amy and Rory want to stop travelling with me and River we keep meeting in the completely wrong order." The doctor looked down. "The first day I met her was the day she died."

Azezela put a hand on his. "Even if they want to stop travelling, you don't have to separate completely. You can visit them once a week if you are that close." She smiled encouragingly at him. "Just arrange a day and time, so they can get on with their lives."

The doctor turned his hand to hold hers. "That's not a bad idea." He grinned. "I'll talk to them about arranging it once a week."

"Now, River. I don't think there is much you can do except go along with it is there. You have to keep time straight correct. Though I'm assuming you are close." Azezela asked looking at him curiously.

"She's my wife." The doctor said simply.

"Hmm. Then just do what you can to make her happy, I'm going to assume she is human, but even if you know when she is going to die. Just do what you can to make her happy." Azezela Said with a slight smile.

"Wait, you know I'm not human?" The doctor asked shocked.

Azezela nodded. "I can feel your pulse, you smell like time. And your life cycle is unlike anything I have ever seen. Well in a human."

That made the doctor tilt his head. "What exactly do you mean?" He asked curious.

"It's similar to a phoenixes. It looks as though you live long lives with moments where you could have died. But when you do die, you just reform." Azezela told him. "How do you describe it?"

"That is actually a good way to describe it. We call it regeneration and we can change our forms by doing it." The doctor told her shocked she could understand it.

"So, you get to live out a full life, if you chose to I guess. aging and all that?" Azezela asked looking him over.

"I can if I chose too, you can kind of twist it to what you want age wise, but apart from that it's a lottery." The Doctor told her clearly.

"That's actually quite interesting." Azezela told him with a smile.

Over the next 20 years the Doctor visited quite often regaling her with tales, he even met a few of her children. He became family and Regal even named him god father of one of his kids.

Hey guys hope you enjoy this story.

My beta had deleted the original of this story anyone who has read this story, but luckily she told me as soon as she realised, so it shouldn't take too long for me to get everything back up.

Though I am going to take this chance to make some changes to the stories plot line, so they will be up as soon as possible.