DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, Doctor Who or the Chronicles of Narnia. I own this plot only, and any OCs. My depictions of real life characters are based on stereotypes or suppositions and no insult is intended. I have no desire to own the series this story is based on, although if anyone could give me either a wand, TARDIS or wardrobe portal into Narnia I certainly wouldn't say no.

IMPORTANT: This is a rewrite of my story, You Are Not Alone and, as such, any resemblence to that story is intentional. No offence is meant by my portrayal of the Royal Family. I have the utmost of respect for Her Majesty the Queen and her wider family.

Harry Potter and...
The Heart of the Lion
A Harry Potter/Chronicles of Narnia/Doctor Who fanfic by doctor-b1993

Part Three: Vitae et Amor

Chapter Twenty One: Something About Rowan Moon

'You and I exist in a special relationship to time, you know. Perpetual outsiders.' The Doctor, City of Death (Part One)

Location: The Hogwarts Express, King's Cross railway station, Camden & Islington, London, England, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

The four young royals - Harry, Lucy, Zara and William - sat in their compartment on the Hogwarts Express, waiting for the others to join them for the northwards journey from London to Scotland. Harry and Lucy were doing their best to allay Will's fears about the sorting. 'You'll be fine Will. Grandmum will love you no matter what House you are in.' Harry explained, patting his cousin on the back.

'As long as it's not Slytherin!' Zara added as a joke.

'Quiet Zara!' Harry admonished the second year Gryffindor. 'Uncle Andrew was a Slytherin. Aunt Margaret was a Slytherin. Grandmum still loves them both.' Harry reassured Will, a weak smile touching the eleven year old's face.

'Hey guys, this is Luna Lovegood.' Ginny smiled at her friends, gesturing to the young girl with dirty blonde hair who stood beside her, before introducing the occupants of the compartment.

The whole group greeted the shy Ravenclaw with smiles. Moments later, a young, cute brunette girl knocked timidly on the door to the compartment. 'Excuse me?' she asked, smiling shyly. 'Might I sit here, everywhere else is full?'

'Of course.' Harry replied equally politely. 'I'm Harry, although Grandmum calls me James. This is Lucy, Zara, William, Ginny and Luna.' Harry continued as he pointed to each occupant in turn.

The young girl's eyes widened at the names James, Zara and William as she realised just who she was sharing a compartment with, and clumsily curtseyed as she said to Harry and Will 'A pleasure to meet you, your Highnesses.'

'None of that now, just Harry and William (or Will or Wills) amongst friends. Now what would your name be, dear girl?' Harry asked amiably.

'Um, Catherine Middleton, my friends call me Kate.' the young girl replied, finally taking a seat next to Luna.

Gradually conversation built back up again as Daphne, Hermione, Neville, Susan and Hannah arrived, and the compartment's magic became maxed out, so to speak, with 12 people crammed into the room.

(Insert Doctor Who theme Music)

Matt Smith
Karen Gillan
Arthur Darvill
with
Daniel Radcliffe
and
Georgie Henley

HEART OF THE LION

Location: Head of Gryffindor's Office, HogwartsSchool, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

Harry and his friends walked into the Entrance Hall and were immediately directed to follow Professor McGonagall up to her office on the seventh floor, near Gryffindor Tower. 'Now...' McGonagall started, looking around at the Sigma Four, Susan, Hannah and Lucy. 'The seven of you have signed up for the maximum number of electives. The only members of your year to do so, might I add. As such, I have been instructed to provide you each with Time Turners...' Harry looked skeptically at the small hourglass on a chain, but McGonagall pressed on, 'While I am aware that Mr Potter has other methods, a Time Turner is less...obtrusive shall we say. You may continue to use the Founder's Tower, but do remember to observe curfew. The Tower also has secondary entrances near the other dormitories so I expect you to not be out late.'

McGonagall's talk continued for almost an hour before they were led down to a small alcove off the Entrance Hall and shown how to use the Time Turners, appearing just in time to enter the Great Hall with their classmates for the feast, while McGonagall left to attend to the first years.

Five minutes later and McGonagall entered the Great Hall along with a group of first years which, as always looked bemused and bewildered by the grandeur of the Hall. After the Sorting Hat's song had finished, McGonagall ran through the usual spiel before calling the students forward one by one, until she came to 'Middleton, Catherine!'

Kate looked puzzled as she heard the Sorting Hat's voice in her head. 'I see great things in your future young lady.' The Hat started cryptically before continuing, 'but for now at least, hmmm, your loyalty will lead you best, especially if you stick by the young Royals. Good luck in HUFFLEPUFF!' As usual only the last word was spoken aloud and Kate scampered over to join her new house, taking a seat next to Susan.

'Mountbatten-Windsor, William.' was called forward next, and it was only the many muggleborns that recognised the last name and then the boy as Prince William. As the Hat was placed on Will's head, he could hear the voice permeating through his head. 'Hmmm, young Royal, where to put you. Smart like your father, but no...not the place for you. Ah! I know, find your place young one and join your new friend in HUFFLEPUFF!' Will sighed in relief and quickly ran over, plopping himself down next to Kate, shaking the offered hand from Neville and Susan, looking up to see his cousins Zara and Harry standing, smiling and clapping as they looked in his direction, and he nodded to both in thanks.

After the last new student was sorted, Dumbledore stood and told everyone to tuck in as the Opening Feast appeared before their eyes, as the first years marvelled at the amount of food, and the upper years just started eating with gusto.

Well over half an hour later, Dumbledore stood once more and directed the student body to quiet down, before he began his start-of-term messages.

'...and taking over from the retiring Professor Kettleburn as head of the Care of Magical Creatures department will be Professor Rowan Moon.' At these words from Dumbledore, a blond haired, middle aged, attractive woman stood and waved to the student body, while the Doctor and Master tried to figure out why she seemed so familiar.

Harry, over on the Gryffindor house table had somehow put it together. 'She's a Time Lady.' He whispered to Lucy, who was sitting next to him. 'Not one I've met, but definitely a Time Lady.'

Location: History Professor's Office, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

Harry, the Doctor, the Master and Professor Moon sat in the Doctor's office after the feast, and finally the Doctor asked the question they really wanted to know, 'So, Professor Moon, who are you?'

'Doctor! I'm hurt that you don't recognise me.' She walked over to the Doctor's desk and showed them the psychic message with the "R" and crescent moon monogram tossing it to the Doctor.

'No! Romana? But Rassilon said you died in the Time War!' The Doctor exclaimed in realisation.

'I didn't die. That traitorous Rassilon usurped me as Lord President and then sabotaged my TARDIS so that it crashed on Earth. The crash caused me to regenerate again, number four now.' Romana finished in explanation.

The Doctor laughed jubilantly as he jumped up to hug his old friend, before she cautiously greeted the Master as if she expected to be cursed by him, but he just smiled wryly and greeted her politely.

Location: Defence Classroom, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

'Books away class.' Professor Griffin said as the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw third years entered the classroom to see a large wardrobe in the middle of the classroom with the desks pushed up against the walls. 'Now who here can tell me what a boggart is? Mrs Potter-Windsor?' he continued pointing to Lucy who had raised her hand immediately, just beating out Hermione.

'A boggart is a shape shifter which takes the shape of whatever a person fears the most.' Lucy stated as Professor Griffin smiled, before he asked Hermione to tell them where boggarts can be found.

'Any small dark space, boggarts are the embodiment of claustrophobia.' Hermione answered with a textbook perfect answer.

As the class went on, the Professor demonstrated how to defeat a boggart, and every student in the class had the opportunity. The few purebloods in the class sniggered at Lucy's boggart, a statue of an angel baring its teeth, although most muggleborns shuddered, with a repeat performance when Harry's boggart was the same statue standing over an unconscious Lucy.

Location: Potions Classroom, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

The next day, the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff third years entered the Potions classroom, the Gryffindors thankful that for once they didn't have Potions with the Slytherins. 'Wands away, cauldrons out, instructions are on the board!' Snape barked and then started walking around the classroom, glaring at students, sneering at them and making harsh comments. The Shrinking Solution that they were required to make was certainly not the easiest potion they had brewed, but nor was it the hardest. Harry and his friends were quite pleased to all manage near perfect potions, and even Neville, who Snape delighted in torturing, was given an EE for the class. Maybe, just maybe they might get through an uneventful year of Potions.

Location: Magical Law and Governance Classroom, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: September 1993 CE

Later that afternoon, a combined class from all four houses entered the classroom on the first floor for their first Magical Law and Governance class, where the young Lords and Ladies of the Wizenagamot recognised Jonathan Carmichael, the Gentleman Usher of the Gold Rod, and Sue's aunty, and Chief Justice of the Wizenagamot, Amelia Bones, standing at the front of the room. 'Welcome to your Law and Governance class, students. I am Amelia Bones, call me Madam Bones, and this is Associate Professor Jonathan Carmichael, and we will be your teachers in this subject. Now unfortunately for you all, the timetable for this subject has your classes now, Fridays before dinner, and also two hours on Sundays before dinner.' Amelia Bones explained the brief for the subject to the class.

Professor Carmichael took over and continued the explanation. 'Over the next five years we will be studying the Wizenagamot and the Ministry of Magic's Departments, and also the legislative, and judicial powers each holds. We shall also study the various executive powers of the Minister and the Senior Undersecretary, the Chief Warlock, Speaker, Chancellor and Chief Justice, and to finish off we will study the history of magical law and government in Britain, and how the Royal Prerogative pertains to all of Her Majesty's subjects, including those of magical descent.'

Hermione was very surprised at the almost university level of organisation of the subject as Professor Carmichael handed out a sheaf of parchment to each student which gave details of what they would be studying each week, which teacher would be teaching what and even additional times which they would be available for questions.

Shortly after this, Professor Carmichael got the ball rolling with the first lecture on the history of the Royal Family and magic. 'The Wizarding Peoples of Great Britain came under the auspices of the Crown for the first time in 1215, when King John of England signed the Magna Carta, which recognised that the Wizarding Peoples had autonomy, but as English subjects were subject to the will of the Crown. The Wizard's Council, forerunner to the Ministry of Magic and the Wizenagamot was formed in 1265, and the Council recognised the powers of the Crown in statute for the first time in 1297, when the Council signed off on the Magna Carta...'

On and on the lecture went until the bell tolled to signify dinner time and the class was dismissed.