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Impossible Is So Meant To Be Broken

The Doctor was pouting.

Harry was amused.

"I offer you all of time and space and you say home?", he grumbled as he piloted the TARDIS into the Time Vortex.

The witch had quickly started patching up her injuries after she got over her shock. Which was pretty soon after she'd gotten used to being surprised at every turn. Life tended to do that if you found out you're a witch at age eleven only to be told you're a celebrity and have to act like a leader because your parents died. Yeah, she might have been slightly bitter once she understood.

She looked to the Doctor, still amused, "Told ya. I was just summoned from a different reality. Wouldn't you wanna know what's changed?"

In his head the Doctor admitted the point but outwardly looked sour. And maybe just a bit curious about the 'witch' he'd picked up. She had the strangest ideas of what was normal. Like getting ripped from her own reality. He was still kind of struggling to not feel anything about that because dimensional travel between parallel universes was impossible!

At least it was impossible after… He refused to go down that line of thought.

Well, apparently it wasn't impossible because evidence but still. It happened. But it was impossible.

"You seem to think this is normal", he commented, curiosity taking the better of him.

The girl froze. She grimaced and sighed, flopping against a railing, "Blame Potter Luck"

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. Intriguing. And strange. Way too strange. But it was a good kind of strange. Something new and… otherworldly. Literally. He felt a bit giddy at the thought of figuring this new girl out. When he had scanned her earlier… It came out as human. A human with somewhat different genetics to all other humans ever. And she was like a power source.

A strong power source. That she could use as she liked.

Yeah, okay, maybe he had also taken her so he could keep an eye on things.

Harry gave him a shaky smile, "You better get used to the extremely odd knocking on your door"

He paused in his work for a second. Well technically he didn't have to work and it would have been a lot faster except he wanted to hear more so he was kinda sorta slowing things down. He gave her a bright and hopefully reassuring smile, though there was a bit of a haunted quality to it as every mistake and people he couldn't save, people he destroyed, danced behind his eyes.

"Oh, I'm already used to it!"

She looked at him once again. Her eyes seemed to dig deep inside and bare his innermost thoughts so he looked away. Silence fell between them.

"...Figures that we'd both be trouble magnets", Harriet mused.

He chuckled mirthlessly. That might be true. That very well might be true.

Enough moping! He flipped a switch to bring TARDIS out of the Vortex and Harry yelped and yelled to warn her before doing that. He just grinned. It was just as it should be. Him, the TARDIS, and a companion to see the wonders of the universe with.

xXXx

Leadenhall Market, London, England, Earth. Year 1985. There was no Leaky Cauldron. Just a pub in its place and no entrance to Diagon Alley. She should be five by now. But, apparently, a Harriet Potter never existed here. Nor did a Wizarding World. Nothing. Nada. Zero magic. She was the only thing in maybe anything in the universe that had magic at all.

She had expected it.

But expecting and knowing were two different things.

She felt a tear slip down her cheek and leaned into her weakened bonds that offered comfort. This new reality of hers. She was alone in the universe. The last witch on Earth. Private Drive didn't exist. There were no Flames either. She wanted to know if the Mafia was still there.

"Doctor?", she hated how her voice broke slightly, "Could you take me to Italy?"

The man had been respectfully silent as he watched her lean into a brick wall with sorrow in her eyes. Now he watched as it escaped with a single tear. This put things in a new perspective for him. She was from a parallel Earth. One where, presumably, she had friends with the same kind of abilities as herself. And now she found out there was no one here. None of her kind.

Like him. Alone in the universe.

He couldn't have said no if he tried.

xXXx

"Wait. What are you looking for?", he asked and his voice was full of disbelief because he had to have heard wrong.

They were now in Italy, year 2003. And Harry had taken off with sure steps. She seemed to be very determined to find out if her family (he was going to pretend it was that because he had to have heard wrong) had alternates.

"The Mafia", she replied again and didn't slow down her steps, "Specifically, Vongola Famiglia"

He rushed after her and tried to understand because what. Mafia. She wanted to see the mafia and usually he was okay with that but now he wanted to know what she was doing in the mafia of her world. Vongola was a name he had never heard before.

"What were you doing with the mafia?", he blurted out, curiosity getting the better of him. Again.

Her green eyes sparkled with mischief as she gave him a too sweet smile, "I was the Tenth's advisor"

He eyed that smile and sparkle suspiciously. He had to be missing something here. She seemed to notice as she still held her smile in place but the expression softened somewhat.

"He was a sweet kid. Tsunayoshi Sawada. Went about un-bloodying the whole Mafia and took Vongola back to its roots", she said with a wistful expression.

The Doctor raised his eyebrows as they rounded a corner, "Roots?"

She smirked, "Vongola was founded by a vigilante group"

He didn't pretend to be an expert on the mafia (Actually he did sometimes. Play the expert, that is) but this was a history he had never heard of. Not that he knew everything but he knew pretty much about planet Earth's. It was interesting, it was new, and it was fantastic. But it was a different Earth and he worried a bit…

Because this girl… She wouldn't find it here.

He would've remembered a Japanese mafia boss in Italy.

Harry stopped in front of a plain looking building. Her lips pressed together as keen eyes noticed all the inconsistencies, all the differences. And the lack of chaos was quite telling.

"It was here… The entrance", she whispered, "And now it's in another world"

Her voice was wistful, sad, and slightly pained. The Doctor swallowed and looked at it. His keen ears could hear voices inside. Shouting. Soundproof walls, he noted. But not enough to keep him from hearing. He frowned and took out his sonic screwdriver. Harry pushed down her emotions and took the distraction gladly. It whirred to life as the tip glowed blue.

"What's that?", she asked curiously.

"Sonic screwdriver", was the absent answer as the Doctor took in the readings.

Her eyebrows shot up and she nodded dubiously. It could do so many things. She kind of doubted it was a screwdriver. Even a sonic one. Could it even open screws? The Doctor frowned.

"That can't be right", he said eventually.

Harry groaned. She hated Halloween.

(Was it even Halloween anymore? The date was 15th of June 2003)

xXXx

Harry and the Doctor slipped into the crowd of rowdy people that shouted prices from the top of their lungs. It was an auction. Of course it would be an auction. Someone was talking into a microphone up front and calling out what had been offered. The Doctor looked at the stuff they were selling and narrowed his eyes.

"They're selling alien things", he told her.

She started and looked at the pile of goods again. Yes, now that she thought of it they looked distinctly alien to the planet. Strange boxes, a finger or claw, and many other things she couldn't even guess the purpose of.

Wait.

What was that?

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked to the object in the Doctor's hand and back at the object on the stage.

"It's a sonic screwdriver!", she breathed out.

The Doctor looked startled and followed her gaze.

"It's my sonic screwdriver! The old one", his voice held the same amount of disbelief as hers, "But how?"

"We have to get it back right?", she asked and frowned as she thought on that.

How did time even work? Was it happening now or did it already happen? She tried to remember that short trip to save Sirius oh so long ago but came up blank. Then she tried to understand it through Lambo's Bazooka. But that picked up parallel universes so it was probably… different. That's it! She needed to know more if she was going to be traveling in time and space.

Well. If the Doctor still wanted her aboard…

"Yes, we do have to get it back. It's not supposed to be here, it broke!"

Harry frowned at the stage, "It's broken?"

The Doctor didn't answer as he stalked forward but was held back by the crowd. It was very slow going and everyone was shouting. The witch watched his back, unimpressed. She sighed through her nose and conjured a wooden thing looking exactly like the screwdriver. Well, as exactly as she could see this far away. She waited for the right moment when the shouting reached a crescendo and performed a Switching Spell.

Now she had the screwdriver with no one the wiser.

Her eyes flickered back to the Doctor and she stalked forward, poking his arm once. Then she stuck the sonic out to him. His eyes widened as he took it, then narrowed on her.

"I told you to not do that!", he said harshly.

Harry frowned back at him, "Wha- oh…", she looked to the side, "It's second nature by this point. Sorry"

"It's serious! Some of those devices on stage can trace energy and based on that-"

A loud screech of someone up front stopped him and they turned to see green creatures with wings popping out of nowhere and aiming guns at the people and shooting. It was reflex again to step in front of the Doctor and cast a Shield Charm.

"-it might alert something", he finished darkly and started shouting orders to people.

Harry was busy casting invisible shields and Arresto Momentum, giving time for the people to get out. That was unsettling if it was true. That someone could sense her magic here… She still had the cloaking on. But. The Doctor could've done some explaining! Not that she'd explained anything either. She looked to the squad of five goblin sized flying things with strange clothes and started casting something more offensive.

"Stupefy! Stupefy!", she got two down with stunners but the other three were smart and immediately moved for cover. Luckily for her they chose unattached things, like the desk where everything was, "Locomotor!"

She directed it to the side and revealed the three pointing the guns at her. Harry ducked and was ready to cast another stunner when the Doctor stepped in front of her, arm stretched as if to shield her.

"Wait!", he snapped and Harriet froze, casting a silent shield again and keeping an eye on the guns.

The green creatures had somewhat insect-like eyes and wings, as well as a beak for a mouth. In a word, alien. Their clothes were gray armor and they had stopped shooting. One let out a chattering sound and surprisingly, the Doctor answered. Harry frowned as she felt a mental probe from the TARDIS, which was rather impressive since she was so far away.

It was as if… she was urging her to let her in.

Harriet hadn't had that many good experiences with things that got inside her mind and she showed that to the ship, creating a mental link with a shield in place should TARDIS try to force her way in. There was a feeling of regret and an apology, which Harry easily accepted. She couldn't have known. Then she got an impression of words switching languages. Her eyes widened.

Translating. TARDIS could translate if she let her in.

Cautiously she did just that, imagining a path to the place where she processed words and their meanings, keeping it separated from her memories and feelings.

"-she do to them?", the green creature panicked. Two of its comrades were checking on the other limp forms.

"Calm down now-", the Doctor tried to tell them but Harry cut him off.

"They're only out cold. Should wake up in twenty minutes", that is if she didn't cast Rennervate. Which she didn't plan to. Yet at least.

Three pairs of insect eyes snapped to her. And one pair of stormy blue.

"You speak our tongue", one of them said in surprise.

She gave them a tight smile, "Not really. What did you do to these people?"

They were silent for a second and she moved to get to the nearest guy to check if he was still fine. Breathing was normal at least. And his heart was beating only slightly slower than average.

"It is a paralyzing agent. We use it to hunt our food", said one and Harry's eyes snapped up to him in horror and anger.

Hunt. They were hunting humans. She was about to stand up again when the Doctor spoke, voice low.

"Humans are sentient and intelligent creatures, mulver. It's against the Galactic Law to hunt on a Level 5 planet!"

"We're sorry. We didn't know they were", another one said. His eyes were bluer compared to the other two, "Our trap activated a half an hour ago as it sensed a huge herd near it. We were sent to capture them. I don't know how it could've landed on a planet of Level 5"

Harry sighed lightly and started casting diagnostic spells on the other fallen men and women. There weren't that many and she wanted to be sure they were fine. Her saving people thing was still working after all these years.

"Wow. So this is one big misunderstanding", she said as she absently read the readings. They were all the same. They were fine.

She would have hated to know what would have happened if her and the Doctor hadn't stopped by.

"So it seems Miss", the blue eyes said relief in his voice at everything turning out okay.

The Doctor seemed to have something else in mind. He took his sonic (not the broken one) and started scanning the cube trap thingy that started the mess. It was relatively simple technology. Only a scanner, communicator, and a location transmitter as well as readings on the surrounding area. He frowned. That shouldn't be. Even if Harry's magic (irritating, seriously) wasn't scrambling the sensors a bit that wouldn't be possible.

All the planets near here were inhabitable at this point in time and a jump across millions of light years took so much energy… And yet the residue was so small. They wouldn't have been on their home planet, that was for sure.

"How were you able to beam this far?", he asked suspiciously.

There was silence on the other end. One of them lowered his head in defeat. Harry was done and her gaze snapped over to them in silent anger. That sounded like they were here on purpose and now she reevaluated everything she'd been told. Though she still didn't know everything about the situation and would wait until releasing her rage.

"We- ", the one started but paused before continuing desperately, "We didn't know they were intellectual. We need food! Offsprings are dying of hunger!"

And immediately her anger was snuffed. Her eyes softened as they took in the aliens' forms. She let her Flames flow out and brush gently against their life force to determine if he was lying. He wasn't. Her system wasn't foolproof (like Vongola Intuition) but way better than nothing. She looked to the Doctor, eyes shining with compassion and worry for the smaller species.

His eyes were full of grief and guilt. The witch wondered why. And if she could help him too. He blinked slowly and glanced Harry's way before speaking.

"I can help", he told them.

The girl rolled her eyes and corrected him, "We can help"

The Doctor shot her a startled glance. She just smiled good-naturedly.

"I've been told I have a saving people thing"

xXXx

Harriet stood where the mulver spaceship had warped away to faster-than-light speeds towards the coordinates the Doctor had given them. It had been a beautiful blue and silver ship that was slightly smaller than she expected. The Doctor had improved it with some of the alien tech of the auction and the rest was safely tucked into the TARDIS. Only one was dangerous enough to just destroy.

The mulvers would go to legal planet-sized hunting grounds and bring much-needed food to their families. To their home. Everything of today slowly came back and she was left feeling drained and sad.

Home. She… couldn't go home.

Immediately seven rainbow-colored bonds flared to life and she was assaulted with protests and reprimands as well as comfort and worry. Her eyes widened as her own flames curled around her, warmth spreading through her limbs. Oh.

Oh. You guys…!, she thought breathlessly a tear slipping past her eyelids as an affectionate smile spread on her lips.

Of course. She was home. Home was where her bonds were. And they were always with her. Which meant she was always home. She could go anywhere in the universe and still be at home. She hugged her chest and ducked her head, a happy grin of excitement blooming on her face.

"...Harry?", the Doctor's voice asked somewhere beside her.

She peeked at him through her bangs before lifting her head, eyes sparkling with happiness and tears. It took her a moment to realize she had relaxed enough to show her emotions. The first time in a month she had these emotions.

"I just- I realized I was already home. No need for a familiar environment when home is always with me", her grin widened, "I could go anywhere. But I'd still be home"

His sharp blue eyes watched her with amazement before unconsciously looking towards where he left the TARDIS. The one who had always been there with him. He smiled. A small but completely unstrained smile. The first that wasn't forced at all.

"Yeah…", he agreed, lost in thoughts and emotions, "Yeah"

Then he caught himself and looked back to Harriet, the girl who was definitely interesting and definitely had her heart in the right place. And nobody died this time! Most of that due to her amazing abilities. The smile turned into a hopeful grin as he extended his hand. Harry's green eyes didn't stray from his light blue ones as she waited.

"Want to come with me? To see the universe?"

He could see how her eyes lit up with anticipation and excitement. That was a good sign. She slowly reached out and took his much bigger hand, squeezing lightly. A lopsided smile played on her lips.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world"

xXXx

Well, I hope you liked it.