A/N: * pout * My cat wont leave me alone. I need chocolate. I guess I don't
have much to say but.
* TEAR* you all are so good. * Runs into the bathroom and cries * (de javoo(sp)
Chap 9 The Boy
Deep in the Slytherin common room there could be heard a beeping. In a wizarding school beeping was abnormal and two of the three figures that were seated in the common room were mildly surprised by it. It was a low shrill beep and was slightly eccentric, not unlike the boy who just happened to be holding the metal sphere that seemed to be making the noise.
Though the boy was not surprised he was, from the look on his face, a tad worried of what this could mean. He had not seen it beep yet. Though it was suppose to do that. The boy's expression changed from worry to complete horror when the beeping stopped abruptly.
This boy's name was Mathew and he had every right to be horrified. The sphere was not just a sphere but also a distress beacon, and the boy was not just any boy. He was the nephew of The Doctor, who was a renegade and a vagabond. Mathew tended to lean toward his uncle's personality rather than his mother and father's. Yes, Mathew was every bit as eccentric if not more that his uncle.
His Brown hair and wide smile gave him an air of innocence. Ice blue eyes brimmed with silver spikes that lead to the pupil were as mesmerizing as those of a succubus. He was tall as well, lean, and looked older for his age. His sharp wit and strong mind gave him an advantage over his peers and they were often jealous of him. That was what the other two boys in the room were there for.
This had not been the first time that Mathew had been beaten for who he was. Not only was he muggle-born and in Slytherin (which was unheard of), but he undermined everyone in his house which made them seem subordinate, and a true Slytherin couldn't have a mudblood showing off without getting what they had coming to them.
He had pitied Hermione, because the Ravenclaws and Slytherins were constantly beating her and threatening her. The Hufflepuffs however felt that she was brave to stand up to them and admired her for it. But not all of the Purebloods were rude to muggle-borns, the occasional few who had been taught that they should be respected just al any other witch of wizard were supportive of her and the other muggle-borns. Some of them such as the Weasleys had even fought some of her battles for her. Something for which she was grateful for sometimes. Though they were taught to be proud and polite, boys from Pureblood families weren't afraid to hit a girl and Hermione had gotten a few broken jaws and such from her time here.
Slightly confused by the beeping Crabbe and Goyle, who were usually following Malfoy, looked at the little ball. " What the hell is that Jones?" mumbled Crabbe as he reached to grab at it, but Mathew was too quick for them.
" No, no, boys you can't have that. Pretty though isn't it." He held the ball up to eye level with both of them, glancing back and forth between the two sets of eyes. They both nodded at Mathew's question. " Now, look directly at me. There ya go. Now, don't you feel the need to rest? Just for a little bit. There now." The boys were now stone asleep on the floor. " Huh, that's useful." Mathew ran out of the common room and out into the dungeons.
The TARDIS
His companions were asleep, thankfully. There was no need in frightening them. Now he had to figure out what to do next, not that there was much he could do.
This was defiantly not something he had been planning to do anytime soon. Working through any other option he'd say that he was brought here, but that seemed like what was always happening to him. Damn he thought. There had to be a way out of this. Why had this have to happen to him? It's not like he had saved the universe enough already now they - whoever they were - were making him face his past. He had wanted to forget it not find it again.
The Time-Lords stayed clear of what they would call the "cults" of earth. Not even with their experiences in dealing with him, they had never sought to learn more about them. Which The Doctor had truly been grateful for in his later years.
If it had not been the Time-Lords who had it been then? There was no one else he could think of that knew about him, and what he was. Unless it had been a guardian. He had had dealings with the guardians before. If it was they then it meant something momentous. He had thought that he had blacked this particular time and place. It was all too confusing.
His thoughts were interrupted by the faint, forced, whirling sound of the TARDIS's doors opening. He looked toward the sound, and had almost forgotten that there was no light in the TARDIS when he heard a soft voice say " Lumos." And a light shot out the direction of the voice.
" Uncle, are you in here." The Doctor's eyes opened wide at this.
" Yes, I am right here." He said almost painfully. This was not good. Whatever he had to do, that's if someone was making him do something, there were probably going to involve his nephew.
" Are you all right Uncle?" He saw his uncle's head nod and went to stand in front of him. It was not very often that he got to see him; and it worried him that he looked so haggard.
" Please, Mathew." he said weekly, stammering a bit, " tell me we are not at Hogwarts." Mathews eyes widened in confusion. How could he know about this place?
" I wish for your sake that I could say that we were not, but I am afraid we are. Why. how. did you know about this place, Uncle. This place is muggle proof." The Doctor turned his head toward his nephew, and gave a sheepish smile.
" Are you so sure that I am a muggle, Mathew." Mathew just stared at him unamazed. He had long ago learned not to be amazed by whatever his uncle did or was. He had known for a long time that he wasn't human.
" I guess its possible. I am not going to even try and question this one. Cheer up Uncle." He turned to ward the console, as did the Doctor.
" Now that I know that we are hear for certain, I have a lot of explaining to do to Adric, and a lot of apologizing. You can fix this cant you Mathew." This was Hogwarts' ground, and this machine being muggle could not work on Hogwarts' grounds.
" It's a very large machine uncle I will have to have help." The Doctor gave a thoughtful 'hmmmm'
" I don't have my wand (oh band mind. Damn the thoughts.)" He gave Mathew a hopeful look maybe he wouldn't have to do this. But he needed his TARDIS to work.
This it was then. He'd have to get over it for now. Just don't think about it, he kept telling him self. He laid a hand on Mathew's shoulders and he touched the TARDIS console with the fingers on his other hand. Mathew pointed his wand at the console and muttered " WIZARDIUM IMPENDIUM" and a pulsating light fluttered from the Time-Rotor and the grinding sound of the old engines could be heard. The Doctor smiled.
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Malfoy Mansion
The Master frustration was subsiding and though he had not gotten drunk he felt foggy and didn't at first notice the beeping in his cloak pocket. He smiled grimly to him self. "Hahahahaha.. So predictable Doctor. That's right play right into my hand." With that he drifted into sleep for the first time he had in weeks. (A/N: Time-Lords don't need as much sleep as humans.) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ A/N (ok the console is hexagonal and in the center is a cylindrical, clear thing that moves up and down when the TARDIS is being operated.)
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A/N: K, wow. That didn't take as long as I thought it would. I didn't have anything to go by. And as soon as my beta reader gets done proof reading, then it will be up. Not that that makes any difference cause you know what you will have already this and well dang I don't know I guess I am just babbling. K bye. Luv yall lots. ^ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A/N:2. I wanted to share something that I thought was funny. It may not to you but there is a running joke at my school about vigilance and I was watching a Doctor Who episode and this is what my fav quote out of that episode is.
The Brigadier: Maintain vigilance Palmer, but take no offensive action. Palmer: but sir.. The Brigadier: THAT'S AN ORDER PALMER!!!!!! ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Chap 10 La Belle Dame Sans Merci (the beautiful lady without mercy)
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The Great Hall (they have time traveled this is like five years in the future.)
A great grinding, whirring, sound filled the hall and the faded shape of a blue box could be seem forming its self into something more solidified.
Outside of the box the gray striped tabby sat waiting for its master to see what strange thing had just entered the great hall. No doubt he was in bed. Thought the cat, but I shall wait here, till he wakes. The cat jumped up onto the nearest table and sat, its red eyes never leaving the blue box. ^- ^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^---------------------------------^-^-^-^-^-^- ^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-
Outside the Gryffindor common room (present time.)
The hall was lit with nothing but a few torches that lit when they were just behind them and extinguished when they had pasted them. Adric was having trouble keeping up with the great stride of Snape.
They came to the end of the corridor, were a great portrait of a fat woman sat in a chair sleeping.
"Wake up, I need to let the boy in." it was getting on his very nerve that they all called him boy. His face turned from anger to confusion. What did he mean, "wake up"; did he expect the thing to just.
With a start the woman snapped into waking and Adric jumped back, startled. " Wah, what do you want at this hour." The portrait was obviously not amused at the thought of being woken up at all hours of the night.
" I need to let the boy in." Snape repeated rather irritably.
"I suppose you don't have the password since you are in another house, therefore I cannot let you in." Snape's face was really turning scary, and Adric wished she would just open the door. " This boy is not a Gryphindor student and he obviously doesn't have the password either so I will not let you two in." Snape was obviously to tired to yell at her. He was about to talk to her again when a little elf looking thing came up and tugged at Adric's pant leg. Adric gave a start.
"What are you?" He yelled yanking his leg away from the thing.
The little creature looked unabashed. " Dobby is a house-elf, sir. Dobby works here at Hogwarts, sir." Adric had to admit to himself once you got over the fact that it was a house-elf it was rather cute.
" Puff-Monkeys." The portrait swung open and let in the house-elf. " If sir will follow me than Dobby will show him to his room, sir."
Adric looked a bit skeptical but followed anyway. Inside it was a huge and elaborate setting with red and gold everywhere. Not an inch of the wall wasn't decorated. The little house elf tugged on his sleeve to get him to move along up the stairs and to the dorms.
" Here is sir's room. Have a nice night." With that the house elf left the room closing the door behind him. Without another thought Adric laid down on the bed and fell asleep.
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It was that nice soft feeling again. The feeling that he was still being protected from the elements inside his mother.
The music was there as well. Warm and inviting. Which must mean those things are here. He followed the music further and further until he could almost not stand the volume. He stopped, but the music continued to grow louder and louder. He fell to his knees and clutched his hands over his ears.
It stopped.
A cold feeling washed over him and as quickly as it came it subsided, and was replaced by a warm feeling.
The back and forth motion of the opposite forces waning and waxing in him sent his mind into a frenzy. The soft music was replaced by a low sorrowful sound and banged at his soul, and then the soft came back again. It continued like this for some time, and would so for a while. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ A/N: yeah its back up. We all love ff.net. any way,, not much to say. Um ...............(chirp, chirp) * damn cricket * (grabs frying pan) Die..!!!!!!!! Um k.
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* TEAR* you all are so good. * Runs into the bathroom and cries * (de javoo(sp)
Chap 9 The Boy
Deep in the Slytherin common room there could be heard a beeping. In a wizarding school beeping was abnormal and two of the three figures that were seated in the common room were mildly surprised by it. It was a low shrill beep and was slightly eccentric, not unlike the boy who just happened to be holding the metal sphere that seemed to be making the noise.
Though the boy was not surprised he was, from the look on his face, a tad worried of what this could mean. He had not seen it beep yet. Though it was suppose to do that. The boy's expression changed from worry to complete horror when the beeping stopped abruptly.
This boy's name was Mathew and he had every right to be horrified. The sphere was not just a sphere but also a distress beacon, and the boy was not just any boy. He was the nephew of The Doctor, who was a renegade and a vagabond. Mathew tended to lean toward his uncle's personality rather than his mother and father's. Yes, Mathew was every bit as eccentric if not more that his uncle.
His Brown hair and wide smile gave him an air of innocence. Ice blue eyes brimmed with silver spikes that lead to the pupil were as mesmerizing as those of a succubus. He was tall as well, lean, and looked older for his age. His sharp wit and strong mind gave him an advantage over his peers and they were often jealous of him. That was what the other two boys in the room were there for.
This had not been the first time that Mathew had been beaten for who he was. Not only was he muggle-born and in Slytherin (which was unheard of), but he undermined everyone in his house which made them seem subordinate, and a true Slytherin couldn't have a mudblood showing off without getting what they had coming to them.
He had pitied Hermione, because the Ravenclaws and Slytherins were constantly beating her and threatening her. The Hufflepuffs however felt that she was brave to stand up to them and admired her for it. But not all of the Purebloods were rude to muggle-borns, the occasional few who had been taught that they should be respected just al any other witch of wizard were supportive of her and the other muggle-borns. Some of them such as the Weasleys had even fought some of her battles for her. Something for which she was grateful for sometimes. Though they were taught to be proud and polite, boys from Pureblood families weren't afraid to hit a girl and Hermione had gotten a few broken jaws and such from her time here.
Slightly confused by the beeping Crabbe and Goyle, who were usually following Malfoy, looked at the little ball. " What the hell is that Jones?" mumbled Crabbe as he reached to grab at it, but Mathew was too quick for them.
" No, no, boys you can't have that. Pretty though isn't it." He held the ball up to eye level with both of them, glancing back and forth between the two sets of eyes. They both nodded at Mathew's question. " Now, look directly at me. There ya go. Now, don't you feel the need to rest? Just for a little bit. There now." The boys were now stone asleep on the floor. " Huh, that's useful." Mathew ran out of the common room and out into the dungeons.
The TARDIS
His companions were asleep, thankfully. There was no need in frightening them. Now he had to figure out what to do next, not that there was much he could do.
This was defiantly not something he had been planning to do anytime soon. Working through any other option he'd say that he was brought here, but that seemed like what was always happening to him. Damn he thought. There had to be a way out of this. Why had this have to happen to him? It's not like he had saved the universe enough already now they - whoever they were - were making him face his past. He had wanted to forget it not find it again.
The Time-Lords stayed clear of what they would call the "cults" of earth. Not even with their experiences in dealing with him, they had never sought to learn more about them. Which The Doctor had truly been grateful for in his later years.
If it had not been the Time-Lords who had it been then? There was no one else he could think of that knew about him, and what he was. Unless it had been a guardian. He had had dealings with the guardians before. If it was they then it meant something momentous. He had thought that he had blacked this particular time and place. It was all too confusing.
His thoughts were interrupted by the faint, forced, whirling sound of the TARDIS's doors opening. He looked toward the sound, and had almost forgotten that there was no light in the TARDIS when he heard a soft voice say " Lumos." And a light shot out the direction of the voice.
" Uncle, are you in here." The Doctor's eyes opened wide at this.
" Yes, I am right here." He said almost painfully. This was not good. Whatever he had to do, that's if someone was making him do something, there were probably going to involve his nephew.
" Are you all right Uncle?" He saw his uncle's head nod and went to stand in front of him. It was not very often that he got to see him; and it worried him that he looked so haggard.
" Please, Mathew." he said weekly, stammering a bit, " tell me we are not at Hogwarts." Mathews eyes widened in confusion. How could he know about this place?
" I wish for your sake that I could say that we were not, but I am afraid we are. Why. how. did you know about this place, Uncle. This place is muggle proof." The Doctor turned his head toward his nephew, and gave a sheepish smile.
" Are you so sure that I am a muggle, Mathew." Mathew just stared at him unamazed. He had long ago learned not to be amazed by whatever his uncle did or was. He had known for a long time that he wasn't human.
" I guess its possible. I am not going to even try and question this one. Cheer up Uncle." He turned to ward the console, as did the Doctor.
" Now that I know that we are hear for certain, I have a lot of explaining to do to Adric, and a lot of apologizing. You can fix this cant you Mathew." This was Hogwarts' ground, and this machine being muggle could not work on Hogwarts' grounds.
" It's a very large machine uncle I will have to have help." The Doctor gave a thoughtful 'hmmmm'
" I don't have my wand (oh band mind. Damn the thoughts.)" He gave Mathew a hopeful look maybe he wouldn't have to do this. But he needed his TARDIS to work.
This it was then. He'd have to get over it for now. Just don't think about it, he kept telling him self. He laid a hand on Mathew's shoulders and he touched the TARDIS console with the fingers on his other hand. Mathew pointed his wand at the console and muttered " WIZARDIUM IMPENDIUM" and a pulsating light fluttered from the Time-Rotor and the grinding sound of the old engines could be heard. The Doctor smiled.
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Malfoy Mansion
The Master frustration was subsiding and though he had not gotten drunk he felt foggy and didn't at first notice the beeping in his cloak pocket. He smiled grimly to him self. "Hahahahaha.. So predictable Doctor. That's right play right into my hand." With that he drifted into sleep for the first time he had in weeks. (A/N: Time-Lords don't need as much sleep as humans.) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ A/N (ok the console is hexagonal and in the center is a cylindrical, clear thing that moves up and down when the TARDIS is being operated.)
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A/N: K, wow. That didn't take as long as I thought it would. I didn't have anything to go by. And as soon as my beta reader gets done proof reading, then it will be up. Not that that makes any difference cause you know what you will have already this and well dang I don't know I guess I am just babbling. K bye. Luv yall lots. ^ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A/N:2. I wanted to share something that I thought was funny. It may not to you but there is a running joke at my school about vigilance and I was watching a Doctor Who episode and this is what my fav quote out of that episode is.
The Brigadier: Maintain vigilance Palmer, but take no offensive action. Palmer: but sir.. The Brigadier: THAT'S AN ORDER PALMER!!!!!! ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Chap 10 La Belle Dame Sans Merci (the beautiful lady without mercy)
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The Great Hall (they have time traveled this is like five years in the future.)
A great grinding, whirring, sound filled the hall and the faded shape of a blue box could be seem forming its self into something more solidified.
Outside of the box the gray striped tabby sat waiting for its master to see what strange thing had just entered the great hall. No doubt he was in bed. Thought the cat, but I shall wait here, till he wakes. The cat jumped up onto the nearest table and sat, its red eyes never leaving the blue box. ^- ^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^---------------------------------^-^-^-^-^-^- ^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-
Outside the Gryffindor common room (present time.)
The hall was lit with nothing but a few torches that lit when they were just behind them and extinguished when they had pasted them. Adric was having trouble keeping up with the great stride of Snape.
They came to the end of the corridor, were a great portrait of a fat woman sat in a chair sleeping.
"Wake up, I need to let the boy in." it was getting on his very nerve that they all called him boy. His face turned from anger to confusion. What did he mean, "wake up"; did he expect the thing to just.
With a start the woman snapped into waking and Adric jumped back, startled. " Wah, what do you want at this hour." The portrait was obviously not amused at the thought of being woken up at all hours of the night.
" I need to let the boy in." Snape repeated rather irritably.
"I suppose you don't have the password since you are in another house, therefore I cannot let you in." Snape's face was really turning scary, and Adric wished she would just open the door. " This boy is not a Gryphindor student and he obviously doesn't have the password either so I will not let you two in." Snape was obviously to tired to yell at her. He was about to talk to her again when a little elf looking thing came up and tugged at Adric's pant leg. Adric gave a start.
"What are you?" He yelled yanking his leg away from the thing.
The little creature looked unabashed. " Dobby is a house-elf, sir. Dobby works here at Hogwarts, sir." Adric had to admit to himself once you got over the fact that it was a house-elf it was rather cute.
" Puff-Monkeys." The portrait swung open and let in the house-elf. " If sir will follow me than Dobby will show him to his room, sir."
Adric looked a bit skeptical but followed anyway. Inside it was a huge and elaborate setting with red and gold everywhere. Not an inch of the wall wasn't decorated. The little house elf tugged on his sleeve to get him to move along up the stairs and to the dorms.
" Here is sir's room. Have a nice night." With that the house elf left the room closing the door behind him. Without another thought Adric laid down on the bed and fell asleep.
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It was that nice soft feeling again. The feeling that he was still being protected from the elements inside his mother.
The music was there as well. Warm and inviting. Which must mean those things are here. He followed the music further and further until he could almost not stand the volume. He stopped, but the music continued to grow louder and louder. He fell to his knees and clutched his hands over his ears.
It stopped.
A cold feeling washed over him and as quickly as it came it subsided, and was replaced by a warm feeling.
The back and forth motion of the opposite forces waning and waxing in him sent his mind into a frenzy. The soft music was replaced by a low sorrowful sound and banged at his soul, and then the soft came back again. It continued like this for some time, and would so for a while. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ A/N: yeah its back up. We all love ff.net. any way,, not much to say. Um ...............(chirp, chirp) * damn cricket * (grabs frying pan) Die..!!!!!!!! Um k.
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