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.
Chapter Twenty Four: The House of Gryffindor
'He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know... you could be.' Hermione, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (Warner Bros.)
Extract from: Nature's Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy
The House of Gryffindor are one of the oldest in Britain. Descended from a cadet branch of the House of Pendragon, the most famous member of the family is of course Godric Gryffindor, the 1st Duke of Gryffindor, who helped to found Hogwarts School. After fighting the Norman wizards in 1066, Godric faded completely into obscurity by 1070. The last known person to carry the name Gryffindor is Lysandra Gryffindor, the youngest child of Peter, the 7th Duke, whose title passed to his eldest daughter, and only other child, Amelia Peverell...
Location: Defence Professor's Office, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
Archibald Griffin, Hogwarts Defence Professor, once known as His Grace Godric, 1st Duke of Gryffindor, famed founder of Hogwarts, or perhaps known more infamously as The Master, stared down at the pile of third year essays he was supposed to be marking. Instead, he found himself staring at the name of one particular student, one who was in fact, thanks to the time travelling abilities of Time Lords, his many-many-greats grandson, on both sides of his family. Descended indirectly from his eldest daughter Helena, 2nd Duchess of Ravenclaw, and directly from his eldest son William, 2nd Duke of Gryffindor, Harry was who he was because of a fluke of nature - a full Time Lord born to two humans, both of whom carried The Master's genes within them. What was most troubling for the Master was that Harry, his own flesh and blood did not trust him, at least not fully. 'Who can blame him?' he asked no-one as he stared into was there when I unleashed the Toclafane. He was there when I created the Master Race. Defeating Rassilon does not atone for a life of misdeeds.'
Shaking his head ruefully, the Master knew he needed to start acting like family to Harry, that is what they are after all. Already living in atonement for many of the other deaths he had caused, he now needed to atone for his misdeeds against his fellow Time Lords - Harry, the Doctor and Romana. This thought now firmly cemented in his head, he returned to marking the essays with vigour.
Location: Third Floor Corridor, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
'Argh! Why do I always get these impossible headaches!' Harry groaned aloud as he walked alone down the third floor corridor, not realising that the Master was approaching him from behind.
'Is it just headaches, Harry?' The elder Time Lord asked, causing Harry to jump slightly in surprise.
'No, sometimes, well mostly, actually, I hear... voices telling me which way someone should turn, what I should eat for breakfast, what the paper should say in the morning.' Harry explained, looking warily at the Master, but the look softened as the man in question nodded in understanding.
'Follow me, Harry, and I'll explain some things to you.' The Master said, taking Harry by the shoulders and steering him towards his office.
Location: Defence Professor's Office, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
'These voices, Harry, are part of your Time Lord consciousness.' The Master explained, pouring himself and Harry a cup of tea each. 'If you were at the Time Lord Academy on Gallifrey, you would have been taught how to hide the voices, and instead see what they are telling you, which is much easier, and far less... noisy.'
'But I'm not at the Academy, so what can I do about it?' Harry asked, cocking his head to the side as he tried to puzzle his thoughts about the man in front of him out.
'Well has the Doctor ever showed you how to meditate, or how to block out the voices telling you how time should flow?' was the response from the older Time Lord.
'No. I actually think he's forgotten what it's like to be young.' Harry said with a smirk, starting to feel like the man really was on the level.
'Yes, I'm sure he has.' The Master smirked back. 'What you need to do is just slowly breath in and out, close your eyes and imagine the voices just fading away. Once you've done that, it's important to relax. Go outside, play in the snow, smell the flowers, go do something you enjoy, like spending quality time with Lucy. Next Hogsmeade weekend, get away from the school, I'll give you a note. Take your TARDIS and go somewhere else, take Lucy along and just forget about school. Don't let stress rule your life, and don't forget the important things, friendship, love.' The Master told Harry this seriously, before bending down to whisper the next part conspiratorily, 'Play a prank, something big on Dumbledore, or even better, on the Doctor and the Ponds. Just go out and forget the world for a while. Do that whenever you get stresses and the headaches will stop. Don't let the fact that you're a Time Lord stop you from being a teenager.'
Harry nodded thoughtfully and gave a surprised Master a quick familial hug before wandering off in search of Lucy. 'Baby steps.' The Master thought as he watched the boy go.
Location: The Room of Requirement, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
'Harry, what are we doing here?' Lucy asked as she was led into the Room of Requirement after class had finished for the day.
'Following some advice from a friend.' was the cryptic reply she got, however after a short questioning glance, was elaborated upon. 'I've been getting headaches lately, and the Master said it was stress, and that everyone once in a while I should just forget about the rest of the world and do the things I love. So here we are, I am going to go dancing with the most wonderful girl I know.'
Lucy blushed as she took the offered hand and the pair started to dance to non-existent music, which thanks to the magic of the Room, was soon existent. Harry realised that they really must look a strange sight in their school uniforms twirling around the room as if it was a ballroom at Buckingham Palace, or even Cair Paravel, but as always happened when they danced together, the world around them soon faded away and there was nothing but them and the dance.
Location: The Great Hall, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
Harry sat in the Great Hall eating breakfast, waiting for Lucy, who had been using their shared bathroom (Harry still couldn't believe McGonagall had actually done that) when he left. He picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet Early Edition that were always placed at regular intervals along each House table and started to read, the article on the front page very clearly capturing his attention;
EARL MALFOY ARRESTED
An anonymous source has revealed to the Daily Prophet that the supposed upstanding member of the Wizenagamot, Lucius, Earl Malfoy, has been arrested by the DMLE on suspicion of several serious charges including bribery, sedition, rape, murder, possession of banned dark artefacts and membership of the banned organisation known as the Death Eaters, the band of followers of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. As a peer of the Magical Realm, Lord Malfoy's case will be heard before a board of five members of the Wizenagamot along with Amelia Bones, presiding over her first Trial by Peer since taking the role of Chief Justice, and her first case since receiving her new title of The Rt Hon Lady Justice Bones DBE. If Lord Malfoy is convicted, the House of Malfoy will likely pass to his only son and heir The Hon Draco Malfoy. No members of the Auror Office were available to comment, nor was The Countess Malfoy who is believed to be currently holidaying in Mallorca. More news to follow.
He looked at the article thoughtfully before a rueful hooting drew his attention to the owl that had landed before him. He took the parchment envelope from the owl, offering it some bacon, which it immediately took before taking flight and soaring away. Harry noted the Wizenagamot seal on the envelope as he removed a very official looking letter.
Your Royal Highness,
It is with great sadness today that the Wizenagamot announces the arrest of The Earl Malfoy. On behalf of the whole Wizenagamot, your presence is requested on a panel to hear the case against Lord Malfoy, to be heard one week from today on the 17th of December. You will be required in Courtroom One, better known as the Peer's Court, from 9am on that day.
Yours respectfully,
Rufus Scrimgeour
Chancellor
Harry groaned and rubbed his eyes, hoping when he looked down again the letter would be gone...it wasn't.
'What's wrong, Harry?' he heard in stereo as both Hermione and Lucy wandered into the Hall, sitting on either side of him. By way of answer, he handed the letter first to his bondmate, and then to his friend.
'Oh!' was all either of them said.
Location: Abandoned Classroom, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
Before Draco could reach breakfast, Harry had found him and pulled him into an abandoned classroom off the Great Hall, showing him both the news article and the letter. 'I'm sorry Draco.' was all Harry said.
Harry was taken aback though when Malfoy looked up at him and said simply, 'I hope the bastard fries!' Malfoy walked out of the classroom, only turning back as he reached the door, 'Make sure that he does, please Harry.'
Location: Courtroom One, Ministry of Magic Headquarters, under Whitehall, Westminster, London, England, Earth
Time: December 1993 CE
Harry sat alongside Amelia Bones and looked at the other four members of the board; Sirius Black, Ernest Yaxley, Digory Kirke and Mafalda Hopkirk, who would collectively be deciding the fate of one Lucius Malfoy. While they could not decide his sentence, it was this group of five who would decide his guilt or innocence. 'Master Auror Moody! Please bring in the accused.' Amelia ordered and the trial began in earnest.
'Now the Peers will pass judgement on their own.' Amelia intoned after the evidence for both sides was heard. 'On the charge of bribery, how do you find?' she asked, and all five peers gave a guilty verdict, running through each charge gave the same result.
'Very well, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, you are hereby found guilty of all charges and this matter is to be referred to the full Wizenagamot for sentencing. You are to be held over in custody in Azkaban until that time. Court is adjourned.' Amelia informed the former Earl, banging her gavel and dismissing the court.