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 Nine: Countdown to Summer
'It's your daughter's name, in the language of the forest.' 'I know my daughter's name.' 'Except they don't have a word for "pond," because the only water in the forest is the river. The Doctor will find your daughter and he will care for her, whatever it takes, and I know that. It's me. I'm Melody. I'm your daughter.' River Song & Amy Pond, A Good Man Goes to War
Location: The Doctor's TARDIS
Time: Unspecified
The peaceful silence of the TARDIS console room was broken by Harry and the Doctor charging through the exterior doors and running up towards the console, looking around frantically for the lever he wanted. 'River's coming, that's never a good sign! River is coming!' The elder Time Lord shrieked as he threw the correct lever and a large chest fell to the floor.
'Doctor! Calm down! What is wrong?' Harry asked the distressed Time Lord slash History Professor.
The Doctor fumbled in his coat pocket, pulling out a small black wallet which Harry identified as psychic paper as the Doctor brandished it around wildly. 'I got a message on the psychic paper! Hello Sweetie! Do you know who says Hello Sweetie? Only River calls me Sweetie, and whenever she turns up something strange happens, guaranteed.' The Doctor rambled.
'Ok, now what are you looking for?' Harry asked, trying to get the Doctor back to some semblance of calm.
'My diary of the times River and I meet, what did I file it under? It's not under 'D'.' The Doctor said, putting his 1500 Year Diary back in the chest, throwing the lever again as the chest vanished.
'You put it under 'S'.' Harry said with a knowing smile. 'You really need to remember where you file things!'
'Ah! S!' The Doctor pushed a button and a smaller wooden chest shuddered slightly as it hit the control room floor. The lid of the chest was thrown open and various items were thrown haphazardly around the console room as the Doctor filtered through the contents searching for the diary.
'Sycorax...' A large skull-helmet was placed on the floor, '...Susan...' a cassette bearing the name John Smith and the Common Men was carefully placed next to the helmet '...Stalag 13...' a brown leather flight jacket bearing the name COL Robert E Hogan was draped over the helmet, '...and Song, comma, River!' The Doctor cried triumphantly as he held the TARDIS shaped diary aloft.
Location: History Professor's Office, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: June 1994 CE
Harry and the Doctor stepped through the Police Box doors and back into the Doctor's office at Hogwarts, the Doctor still stressing over just why River might be coming to visit him for this time. 'I'm sure it's not the end of the world Doctor, the world can't just end EVERY time you see River.' Harry consoled with a smirk.
'Thanks for that Harry. Shouldn't you be in Magical Laws and Governance right now?' The Doctor asked his cheeky charge.
'Yes Doctor, sorry Doctor, whatever you say Doctor.' Harry said as he ducked a swipe and ran out of the office to meet up with Lucy and his friends.
Location: Magical Law and Governance Classroom, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: June 1994 CE
'Okay class. This is your last class for third year Magical Law and Governance. To finish off our studies this year of Law in pre-Ministry Britain we will be covering the formation of the Ministry itself. Let's get started.' Professor Carmichael started as the class took their seats for their last class of the year.
The professor flicked his wand and summary notes appeared on the board. 'In 1609, the Wizard's Council under Chieftainess Elfida Clagg implemented the commitees that would very soon grow to become the Ministry of Magic. Soon afterwards, in 1629, the founding charter of the Ministry of Magic was signed by His Majesty King Charles the First of England and Ireland, Eldritch Diggory, the man nominated by the Wizard's Council to be the inaugural Minister for Magic and Chieftainess Elfrida Clagg, who after the signing of the charter became the first Chief Witch of the Wizenagamot, which was a continuation of the Wizard's Council...'
The lecture continued on for most of the hour, with Professor Carmichael finally starting to wrap up just before the bell went to signify dinner. 'While the Ministry of Magic came into being in 1629, it's structure was not formalised until the 1765 Treaty of Kingston, signed by His Majesty George the Third of Great Britain, The Marquess Rockingham, the Prime Minister at the time and the then Minister for Magic, Kirk McPherson, the first Scot to hold the post. The Treaty was controversial amongst purebloods as it named the Minister for Magic as subordinate to the muggle Prime Minister, thus ending five hundred and fifty years of near complete autonomy from muggles. It was the signing of this Treaty which shaped the wizarding world as it is today, as it named all the Departments of the Ministry and gave them each their own judicial powers.'
Just as the bell rang, Professor Carmichael gave the class their holiday homework. 'For first class next term, I want 8 inches summarising the early history of Magical Law in Great Britain from the signing of the Magna Carta to the signing of the Treaty of Kingston.'
At that, the class filed out of the class to head down to the Great Hall for dinner.
Location: The Great Hall, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: June 1994 CE
'Welcome one and all to the Farewell Feast for yet another year at Hogwarts. It has been a marvellous year, and before the feast, I think it prudent that we present the House Cup.' Dumbledore announced to the Hall at large. 'In fourth place, with 405 points, is Ravenclaw House...' This announcement was followed by little more than polite clapping. '...in third place, with 422 points, is Hufflepuff House...' More polite applause followed as the Gryffindors and Slytherins eagerly awaited the announcement, the hourglasses having been covered for the last week. '...in second place, with 501 points, is Slytherin House...' This announcement was punctuated only by the groans of Slytherin as Gryffindor silently celebrated, waiting for the big moment. '...and finally, in first place with 573 points...Gryffindor House. I believe that a change in decoration is in order, GRYFFINDOR WINS THE HOUSE CUP!'
The whole hall exploded in cheers as Gryffindor celebrated winning the House Cup, while Head Boy Percy Weasley and Professor McGonagall accepted the Cup from Cedric Diggory and Professor Sprout, after Hufflepuff had won the previous year's House Cup.
Shortly afterwards, Dumbledore raised his arms for quiet, and the tables were piled high with food as the feast began. The whole of Hogwarts tucked in, as the food gradually dwindled and dessert was served.
After everyone's plates were cleaned, Dumbledore stood once more to begin his short farewell speech for the year. 'Another year has gone, the House Cup has been awarded, and we have eaten our fill. As you all know I am not one for speeches, so I will merely say to you all, have a good summer and we will welcome you back in September. To our seventh years, good luck for your future endeavours, and remember that Hogwarts will always be here to welcome you home. Now, off to bed, and remember that the Express leaves tomorrow at 11am. Pip pip!'
The Hall was filled with the scraping of wood benches on flagstone as the students rose from their places and left to finish their packing and get ready for bed.
Location: The Hogwarts Express, near Chester-le-Street Railway Station, Chester-le-Street, England, Earth
En route to: London King's Cross station
Time: June 1994 CE
A whistle echoed through the streets of Chester-le-Street as the scarlet Hogwarts Express hurtled through County Durham as it followed the East Coast Main Line, carrying hundreds of magical school children southwards to its destination at London King's Cross station. Steam billowed around the carriages as the train swung around a bend, the wheel flanges screeching as they scraped against the rails.
Inside, Harry looked out the window of his compartment as Lucy dozed, her head resting on his shoulder, lulled to sleep by the gentle rocking of the train. Harry mused over the events of the year, which had been quiet in comparison to the year before. The hunt for the betrayer of his parents, Peter Pettigrew, had intensified with reports he had been seen in Yorkshire, but the little fink was still at large.
THUNK! Harry's musing was brought to an end by the sound of the compartment door closing as Hermione entered and took a seat opposite the bonded couple. 'There you are Hermione. We were wondering where you'd gotten to.' Harry said quietly, gesturing to himself and Lucy.
'I was talking to Daph and the others. We were actually wondering where you two had gotten to since we didn't see you at breakfast.' Hermione replied, also answering the unasked question of the location of the rest of their friends.
'Yeah, sorry, Lucy and I were talking with the Doctor about his plans for the holidays, so we decided to just head straight down to the Express. Even got permission from a professor.' Harry explained, Hermione snorting at the Doctor being called a professor, a term he refused to allow students to use, insisting that he was "A doctor, not a professor".
'Oh, fair enough.' Hermione nodded in recognition. 'So what are you doing over the holidays, Harry?' she asked quietly as she too looked out the window at the passing scenery.
'Royal Visits.' Harry replied dryly. 'Lucy and I will be accompanying Grandmum to Sydney, New South Wales. Her Majesty the Queen is opening the new session of the Australian Magical Parliament, and Lucy, Remus and I will be further touring New South Wales and Victoria.' He added, speaking regally.
'Nice! My parents and I are going to Spain for a holiday. I want to find the Barcelona magical district which I read about in Twentieth Century Magical Europe.' Hermione answered excitedly.
'You should go to Zaragoza too.' Harry added, smiling at his friend's excitement. 'It's the home to La Ministerio de la Magia, you could pop in and see Señora Sara Veracruz, La Ministro de la Magia.' Harry joked.
'I don't know, Harry, sounds interesting and all, but we also planned to go skiing and to Andorra and all that. Dad's a bit of a cycling buff, he's going to see the Tour de France when its in England on July 6th, I think, and while we're in Spain he's insisting that we go and watch the summit finish at Luz Ardiden, just on the French side of the border on 15 July.' Hermione explained, shaking her head fondly in remembrance of her father's obsession with the Tour.
'Very nice.' Harry nodded thoughtfully. 'Luz Ardiden also makes for a good finish.'
Hermione zoned him out as he went on to speak about Harry seeing the finishes at Luz Ardiden in 2003, 2011 and 2015, shaking her head. Harry had taken after the Doctor in that respect, occasionally going off on tangents talking about anachronistic information.
Author's Note: The reference to the Sycorax of course refers to The Christmas Invasion, the reference to John Smith and the Common Men refers to An Unearthly Child and Susan Foreman, and the reference to Stalag 13 and Colonel Robert E Hogan refers to the CBS television show Hogan's Heroes and I take no credit for these ideas.