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Me: Amy, please?
Amy: Alright, PoseidonsWizaringGuardian does not own any Doctor Who or Harry Potter copywrited things.

Harry looked out the window as his family drove off to except the "best kept lawn" award. It was a foggy night, most of the stars were hidden by a cloud cover.
"What do you think, Hedwig?" Harry asked, "Any chance at all that I won't get expelled?"
Hedwig hooted softly, and began pruning her wing. Harry sighed and thought back to the night it had happened. He and Dudley had been walking home, when Dementors had attacked! Dementors in Little Whinging! Of course they had begun attacking the two boys, so Harry had whipped out his wand, and cast his silver patronus. One problem, he wasn't allowed to do magic outside of Hogwarts. So, as soon as he got home, he got a telling off from Uncle Vernon, a letter from the ministry saying he was expelled, then a letter from Arthur Weasley saying he wasn't expelled, that he had a trial, and to stay put. Honestly!
Harry turned to his bed and collapsed in it with a huff. Add in the fact that his scar was hurting nonstop and he had nightmares about Voldemort, a mysterious door, and Cedric Diggory's death, and it was obvious Harry was having a rotten summer.
He was staring at the ceiling, when suddenly there was a crash from downstairs. Harry sat bolt upright, as a gruff, male voice was heard, saying,
"Tonks! The muggles could still be here!" There was then a soft buzzing, and a female voice said,
"Doctor, no!" A young, male voice said,
"Doctor, yes!" The female voice said again,
"Rory, help me out here!" A different male voice said,
"I'm going to stay out of this one," All of the voices went quiet, but Harry could hear them walking up the stairs, especially when they stepped on the squeaky stair in the middle. He snatched his wand off of his nightstand, and stood up, creeping towards his door. He threw it open, only to reveal the face of Remus Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, an African American man, a woman with bright, bubblegum pink hair, and four teenagers.
"Professor Moody!" Harry said in surprise, "Professor Lupin! What are you doing here?"
"Getting you out," Moody replied, "Doctor, Tonks, help Harry get his things together, he obviously wasn't prepared to leave,"
"And, Doctor," said a young Scottish girl with red hair, "no more sonicing,"
The brown haired boy, the Doctor, stuck his tongue out at them as they left, before turning back around to Harry.
"Hello, Harry!" He said, "I'm the Doctor! Nice to meet you! I'm going to Hogwarts this year! Been going to a private school for a while now, the High Gallifreyan Academy of Magic! Exciting to go to Hogwarts! This is Tonks, though don't call her Nymphadora, she hates that. Now, let's get your things together! Good? Great!"
With that, Tonks, the pink haired woman, took out her wand and flourished it, immediately causing all of Harry's clothes to fly into his trunk, along with his textbooks.
"I'll haul it downstairs," the Doctor said, grabbing an end and attempting to dragging it out of the room. He didn't even make it to the door. Tonks rolled her eyes at him, before turning back to the other teenage wizard.
"Watcher, Harry!" She said, "like the Doctor said, I'm Tonks," she stuck out a hand, which Harry took and shook. Tonks smiled widely, before leading him out of the room, waving her wand and levitating the trunk from the Doctor's grasp on the way.

River walked around the muggle's house. It seemed pretty normal, a sitting room, a kitchen, a second level. The strange thing was how clean it all was. It was like all that the owners ever did was clean. She snorted at the thought of the Doctor cleaning the TARDIS. It was quite an amusing speculation. She opened the fridge and peered inside, wrinkling her nose at the sight of how stuffed it was with fatty foods.
Honestly, it's like this home belongs to germaphobic pigs, she thought to herself.
She smiled slyly to herself and took out her gun. In one swift movement that no one else saw, she quickly shot the big, chocolate cake sitting in the middle of the fridge, instantly vaporizing it. River then closed the door, stuck her gun back in its holster, and walked away.

Rory and Amy were sitting in chairs in the dining area, talking, when they heard an argument from the stairs.
"Ow! Watch where you float that trunk, woman! I'm trying to walk down the stairs!"
"Well, so-rry Doctor, but maybe you should have walked behind me instead of in front of me!"
"Nonsense! I always walk in front!"
"Oh, shut up, the both of you!"
The Doctor, Tonks, and Harry all walked into the kitchen, and all glaring at each other. Tonks had her wand in the air and a trunk was floating in front of her. The Doctor's, Amy's, Rory's, and River's trunks were already outside, hooked to broomsticks.
"Hello, Harry," Amy said, standing up and trying to break the tension, "I'm Amy, that's Rory. River is somewhere,"
Harry ogled at her, and she glared,
"What?" She asked, "Never seen a Scott before?" Harry snapped his mouth shut and shook his head.
"Yes," he said, "I mean, no, I mean, argh! I'm Harry," The Doctor came up behind him and clapped him on the back. Before he could say anything, though, Remus came in through the glass doors that lead to the backyard.
"Alright, Harry," he said, "we're going to head to the safehouse. Now, because you five aren't old enough to apparate, and because of the floo technicalities of last year, we're going to fly,"
He lead them outside, where there were eight broomsticks, four of which had trunks strapped to them. Remus cast a simple feather charm on Harry's trunk, before tying it to the back of Harry's Firebolt.
"Alright everyone," Moody said dramatically, "head for the safehouse, and don't stop if one of us is killed," With that, everyone mounted their broomsticks and kicked off.
And Harry was in heaven. He hadn't flown in months, and it felt absolutely brilliant to be back in the air. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply through his nose, before snapping them open and realizing he had no clue where they were going. He looked around and spotted a river bellow him, and Doctor to his left, who was facing backwards and digging through his trunk.
"Doctor!" he called over towards the boy. He looked up and shot Harry a smile, before going back to his trunk. He heard a groan to his right, and looked over to spot the girl with the huge hair, River, he thought her name was.
"What is he doing?" Harry called over to her.
"Oh, who knows," she replied, shooting a glare towards the Doctor, who completely ignored it.
"Sweetie," she called over, "I think you should look where you're going,"
"No need, River," the Doctor replied, "I've got everything under control,"
"Oh," River replied, "good, because for a moment I thought you were flying into that bridge on accident,"
Quickly, the Doctor spun around and dipped the front of his broomstick downwards simultaneously with everyone else, so as not to cause a huge problem with the traffic and the statue of secrecy. They then flew upwards into the clouds, where the cold mist stung Harry's face, but he was still smiling.
"You know," the Doctor said, "I once visited a place where there were flying fish. Of course, it was due to the excess amount of water vapor in the clouds and the unusual weightlessness of the fish but still, it was incredible!"
Harry chose to ignore him.
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About an hour later, the African American Man, Kingsley Shacklebolt he had learned his name was, shouted from the head of the group,
"Start landing! We're here!" Harry didn't want to land, but followed, not wanting to be left behind. They reached the ground, and found themselves in a neighborhood with a U shaped street. There were houses lining the road, but nothing that looked to out of the ordinary. Moody then walked over to him, his staff clunking on the ground, and held out a piece of paper that was folded.
"Pond, Williams, Song! Get over here!" The three kids followed, leaving the Doctor, who was in the middle of a conversation with Lupin about different types of Lycanthropy victims. Lupin didn't seem to mind too terribly.
Harry then unfolded the paper, and the four of them read the words written on it.
The Order of the Phoenix may be found at number 12, Grimmauld Place.
"What's the Order of the-" Harry began to ask, but he was cut off by Moody.
"Not here, boy!" he shouted, "wait until we get inside,"

Harry looked up and looked for the address. 10, 11, 13. There was no 12. He looked to his professor for an explanation, but Moody simply said,
"Where would it be, Mr. Potter?"
Harry squinted at numbers 11 and 13 again, and suddenly the two houses started to move away from each other to make way for a new one that seemed to be appearing out of nowhere. An iron fence sprang from the ground, and a set of wooden steps appeared, leading up to a black doorway with the number 12 set upon it in silver.
"But, how?" Harry asked, looking to Moody.
"The Fidelious charm. That paper was written by Dumbledore, the secret keeper of this place. Only he can allow people into Grimmauld Place,"
With that, Moody whipped out his wand and set the piece of paper ablaze. Harry quickly dropped it, and he watched as the paper shriveled and burned, curling in on itself until it was nothing but a pile of ash. He looked up again, and saw the Doctor was already at the front door, waving his wand in a gesture to hurry up, and dragging his trunk behind him. Harry stepped forward and up the stairs, his trunk thudding on each one. He then followed the Doctor through the door and into the almost complete darkness of the hallway, the only light coming in from the street lamp outside. He turned around and saw Lupin carrying in Hedwig's cage, and everyone else following, with Moody taking up the rear. As soon as he limped in, he slammed the door, plunging everyone into darkness.

"Darkness," the Doctor said, "why does everyone seem to like darkness? Darkness is bad. Nobody likes darkness! Except for maybe ninjas…"

Moody glared at the boy, before clicking on an old oil lamp that was attached to the wall, and Harry saw Grimmauld Place for the first time.