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In this chapter, Joe tells a story of The Temporary Christmas Truce of 1914. A little bit later, he also tells a story of him surviving a enemy gas attack. A little bit later, a special someone from the past shows up. Warning: There will be graphic descriptions of deaths in this chapter. You've been warned. One more thing, there will be swearing

(Time skip)

December 23, 1995 12:00 PM

"So Joe, do you have any interesting stories that you might want to share with us?" Harry asked the young time lord while he was cuddling with Hermione. Joe's eyes

widened up with excitement because he had a lot of good ones too tell. "But it has to be Christmas related." Hermione added quickly, causing Joe too pout a little bit.

This caused Sirius Black and Remus Lupin to chuckle a little. "you guys are no fun, you know that right?" Joe asked sarcastically. He then began to wrack his brains,

trying to think of a good Christmas story. Joe then got his idea just by looking at his former copy of "All Quiet On The Western Front" that he gave too Hermione as a

gift. "Have I ever told you guys that I fought in the First World War?" Joe asked seriously. There was a deadly silence before Sirius decided to speak up. "Oh c'mon,

you could not have fought during the First World War." Sirius scoffed at Joe's question. Joe's facial expression hardened a bit when Sirius said that. "I did and I can

prove it." Joe replied in the same tone that he used earlier. He then turned too face Harry. "You want to see it?" Joe asked. "If you want-" But then he was cut off by

joe rushing towards the fireplace. Joe then took a pinch of glittering powder before throwing it into the roaring fireplace, causing the fire too turn emerald. "Healer

Joseph Smith's Office!" Joe cried before vanishing into the emerald fire. "Did Joe just travel via the Floo network?"A surprised lily asked when she entered the Living

room."Yup." Lupin said. Lily then, placed herself next to the fireplace as if she was waiting for something too happen. A couple minutes later, every one in the living

room watched a black duffel bag carrying Joe fall face first from the fireplace. This caused every one who was watching too laugh at this comical event. "Note to self:

Never use the Floo network, It'll prevent embarrassing situations like this from ever happening." Joe groaned. "Now you know how I feel about using the floo" Harry

said to the Soot covered Timelord. Joe just simply groaned.

(Cue in 2008 tenth doctor theme)

Lily then helped Joe on too his feet. "Thanks" Joe said before giving Lily a quick peck on her right cheek, causing her too giggle. Joe then ran upstairs too his room

that he shared with Harry. Shortly after, everyone in the living room heard a door slam shut from the upstairs. This caused the portrait of too awaken. "MUDBLOODS!

FILTH! FREAKS! BEGONE FROM THE HOUSE OF MY FOREFATHERS!" The angry portrait of Sirius's mother shrieked. Remus and Sirius were on their way upstairs

before they heard joe's loud voice yelling at the portrait. "OH WILL YOU PLEASE KINDLY SHUT THE HELL UP!?" Joe's angry cry came from upstairs. Then there was a

bang and the portrait was silenced. A few minutes later, people in the living room heard the sound of boots walking down the stairs. And when Joe entered the living

room, everybody's mouth was hanging open. Joe was wearing a gray buttoned up uniform with gray trousers and Black combat boots. And on his head was a light

grey-green steel metal helmet that had two metal lugs protruding from both sides of the helmet. And on hanging off the side of his neck,there was a canvas satchel.

"So what do you think?" Joe asked the stunned group. "You look absolutely smashing in that thing" Lily said bluntly. Everyone nodded in agreement at that

statement. "Is that a British uniform?" Harry asked. "Nope, German." joe said while he was walking over towards the couches."Wait, German?!" Sirius and Remus said

at the same time. "Yes. but enough chit chatting; it's story time." Joe said before sitting down next too Harry and Hermione who were cuddling with each other.

Flashback- Midnight. December 24, 1914. Ypres, Belgium

"Of all the times that I had to be on watch, it had too be tonight." joe thought bitterly too himself as he pulled the collar of his overcoat up. It was a bitterly cold that

night. And having a chill in one's bones did not help the situation at all. 'Hey guys!' One of the other sentinels whispered loudly. 'What is it?' Joe asked irritably. 'It's

Christmas Morning.' The sentinel whispered excitedly. 'So? it's not like we can go home and be with our-' Joe said before voices started too pierce the cold night's air.

"Silent Night, Holy Night." the voices from the opposing side started to sing. This brought tears too Joe's eyes. 'Alles schläft; einsam wacht' joe started to murmur.

'Nur das traute hochheilige Paar. Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar, Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh! Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!' the words left joe's mouth as tears were

starting too freely fall down his face. "Merry Christmas Doctor. Merry Christmas Rose." Joe said too himself as his tears started too drip onto the ground. "MERRY

CHRISTMAS TOMMY!" Joe yelled towards the British Lines. "MERRY CHRISTMAS JERRY!" a British cockney voice replied. 'What did he say?' A German called

Alois asked Joe. 'Merry Christmas' Joe simply said as another guy came to relieve him.

End Flashback

December 23rd, 1995

When Joe was done telling his story, everyone's eyes were wide with astonishment. "I find it amazing that men on both sides could still celebrate the holidays one day

and then go back to killing each other the next." Harry said with astonishment "I know right?" Joe said knowingly while unstrapping the helmets' chin strap. As soon

as he took his helmet off, Joe opened the canvas satchel that he was hanging off of his neck. Then, he pulled out a rubber gas mask which he put on. after a few

seconds, he began to breathe. "Are you my mummy?" He asked the group in a innocent voice. When he got no response, he took the mask off and put it back into

the canvas satchel. "Did you ever have too use your gas mask when you were in the trenches?" Hermione asked the young Timelord. "More times than you could

possibly ever count." Joe said while having a grim smile on his face. "What happens to you if you don't put your mask on in time when there's gas?" Sirius asked,

suddenly interested in the subject. "Many things. Internal bleeding in the lungs, death by asphyxiation, coughing up your lungs in bloody clots and if you survive, you

would end up being blinded for life. Really nasty, horrible stuff." Joe explained calmly while the others grimaced at the graphic mental images he unintentionally gave

them. "What's it like?" Hermione asked. "What's what like?" Joe asked glumly. "Surviving a gas attack." Hermione added hastily. "You wouldn't even want too know."

Joe replied while still smiling grimly.

Flashback

June 17th, 1916. Ypres, Belgium

(Start of graphic content)

'God damn it; Artillery! Get Down!' Joe yelled over the whining shrieks of artillery shells. But for some reason, there was no explosions that would usually follow soon

after. there was only the strangest of hissing noises that were coming from no mans land. And that could only mean one thing, a gas attack was about too occur. "Oh

shit!" Joe's mind subconsciously said too himself. 'The bastards are using gas!' Joe yelled at the sight of a large green gas cloud that was barreling towards the

trench. On instinct, Joe put his mask on in rapid fashion. 'GAS ALARM!' everyone in the trench was yelling. Joe could only watch as some of his fellow comrades were

beginning to choke too death. 'Help! Please, someone help me!' one of the Germans yelled despite choking too death. And many of them were coughing up blood. Joe

thought he was going too be sick as he saw green stuff beginning to ooze out of the mouths of those that have already died due too the gas. Their faces already

turned purple due too a lack of oxygen. And around their mouths were specks of vomit that they started too upchuck. 'Please God, get me out of here!' Joe started to

scream into his mask. He then joined a group of soldiers that were sitting down on the muddy floor of the trench, waiting for the moment that the gas would clear

out. Ten minutes, the gas dissipated. Then, one of the men decided to be the brave one and see if it was safe too take the masks off. Joe and the others waited

patiently too see if the man would start choking as soon he took his mask off. After a few minutes, the brave man gave a curt nod and everyone took their masks off.

And as soon Joe took his mask off, he began too cry uncontrollably. *End Flashback*

December 23rd, 1995

"I think i'm going too be sick." Lily simply said as she left the living room. Sirius and Remus did the same thing a few seconds later. This left Joe, Hermione and Harry

to be the only people in the living room. There was an awkward silence before Hermione turned too face Joe. "How do you not have nightmare from all that?"

Hermione asked the Younger Timelord. "I still have nightmares, even too this day." Joe said hoarsely. "If any of you two went through what I went through, you

would probably end up going mad or you would probably end up dead." He added. "I don't doubt it." Harry said while placing a comforting arm on Joe's shoulder.

Then, Ten decided too show up. "So what are you three talking about?" Ten asked while eyeing Joe's uniform carefully. "Christmas stories" Joe said simply. "World

War One stories for Christmas?" Ten asked incredulously. "He was talking about the Christmas truce." Hermione explained. "OK, I'll let that one slide." Ten said

reluctantly. "Spoilsport." Joe muttered under his breath. Suddenly, there were some strange sounds coming from the living room. "You hear that? it sounds like the

Tardis." Joe said with his ears perking upwards at that sound. "But that's impossible, the Tardis is grounded." ten said with wide eyes. but slowly, a grandfather clock

slowly materialized in the living room. Joe and Harry's eyes became the size of dinner plates when the grandfather clock became fully solid. "Isn't that your old

Tardis?" Harry asked. "Yeah, but that's impossible. My Tardis was destroyed during the last great time war." Joe replied. And too top that all off, lily reentered the

living room too see where that noise was coming from. "No way" was all she said when she saw the large Grandfather clock in the living room. There were tense

moments before there was noise coming from the inside of the Tardis. "C'mon old girl; don't do this too me now!" a voice that sounded a lot like Joe's voice came

from the Tardis. They then heard a small explosion go off from the inside of the grandfather clock. "Goddammit, fine! Be that way then!" the voice said again in a

aggravated tone. Then the door too the Tardis opened. "Oh, hello there" the younger version of Joe said awkwardly too the people in the room. He was an exact

carbon copy of the older Joe. except the younger version was a little bit smaller, looked like he hadn't slept in days, had longer than usual brown hair, wore the same

wire frame specs that Joe wore from time too time and looked like he was sixteen years old. When the younger version of joe walked out of the Tardis, he locked eyes

with the older one. "You're me?" The younger version asked with shock in his voice. "Yep." Joe said while popping the p at the end. "Huh, so I do get handsomer as

time goes on. That's good too know" the younger version said in a relieved voice. This caused everyone too snicker. "oh for gods sake" Joe muttered while rolling his

eyes. "Does anybody know what the year is right now?" The younger version of Joe asked the entire room. "1995" The doctor answered. "Dammit! I knew I went too

far ahead." The Younger Joe swore loudly while face palming himself. "Well it could be a lot worse." Harry said while shrugging. The younger version of Joe turned too

look at Harry. "James?" Young-Joe asked Harry in a incredulous voice. "My name's Harry. Harry Potter." Harry said while extending a hand too the Timelord. Young-

Joe then pulled Harry in hug. "Er,thanks?" Harry said, unsure of what too even say. "Is he around anywhere?" young-Joe asked. "No, he died a long time ago." Harry

said glumly. Hermione then, took harry by the hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "My condolences." Young-Joe said apologetically. "It's alright. It happened a long

time ago." Harry said quietly. "Is your mother around?" Young-Joe asked. "Yeah. In fact, she's right over there." Harry said while gesturing towards Lily.

End of the chapter. Sorry for the cliffhanger.

I hope all of you have a happy holidays with all of your loved ones and family. May god bring us everlasting peace on earth. May there be an end too all violence.