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.

Author's Note: Apologies again for taking so long to get this chapter up, I held off on it because I wanted to introduce Clara into the story, and then when I saw Cold War I decided to use this as the point to introduce her, but then I waited until after the series finale to see what Clara's "impossibility" was to see how it could be worked in to the story, but anyway, here it is...

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

Part Five: The Battle Begins...

Chapter Forty One: Meet Clara Oswald

'It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might has well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.' J.K. Rowling, Author of Harry Potter

Location: Office of the Duke of Bodmin, Ministry of Magic Headquarters, under Whitehall, Westminster, London, England, Earth
Time: July 1995 CE

Harry kept his head down, trying to finalise the paperwork that he had let build up while he instead focussed on the Triwizard Tournament, still lamenting the fact that he had been forced to compete in a tournament which had eventually resulted in the death of Cedric Diggory when he was hit in the head by a small glowing white cube.

"The Doctor to Harry, the Doctor to Harry. Had a bit of trouble. HADS playing up again. 1983, I'm in a Soviet sub at the North Pole, the TARDIS is at the South. Could you spare a lift?" The disembodied voice of the Eleventh Doctor reported.

Harry sighed to himself and shook his head before standing and moving over to the fireplace, grabbing a handful of Floo powder on his way. Stepping across the hearth, he dropped the luminescent green powder and cried, "Buckingham Palace, Gryffindor Quarters!" and in a flash of green flame, he disappeared, whirling away into the Floo Network.

Location: Buckingham Palace, Westminster, London, England, Earth
Time: July 1995 CE

Moments later, Harry stepped out of the fireplace into his quarters at Buckingham Palace, smiling as he saw Lucy there, head down as she worked through a potions essay they had been given to complete over summer. "Lu! How'd you like to come on a rescue mission and meet this girl the Doctor is obsessed with?" Harry asked with a jovial smile as he crossed the room towards his TARDIS, currently in its favourite disguise as an applewood wardrobe.

"What did he do this time?" Lucy asked, remembering the time they had to rescue the Doctor from an alien planet after he called the princess "fat".

"Decided tinkering with the HADS was a good idea then proceeded to land on a sinking Soviet sub apparently!" Harry chuckled, thinking to himself that maybe, just maybe, the Doctor would realise that tinkering was not a good idea... or maybe not. "Apparently he found Clara again and he wants us to meet her, he must be serious about her." Harry joked.

"Well come on then," Lucy said standing up with a smile and taking Harry's hand in her own. "Let's go meet Clara Oswin Oswald!" Harry just smiled as his enthusiastic bondmate literally pulled him into the closet, oh how it must look to people who don't know about the bigger-on-the-inside-ness of a TARDIS.

Location: Soviet Submarine Firebird, near the North Pole, Earth
Time: January 1983 CE

Just minutes after he had sent the psychic cube, the Doctor smiled across at Clara as they both heard the distinct grating sound of a TARDIS engine, but only Clara reacted with surprise when another almost identical sound joined the first and about one hundred metres away, a police box and a strange wardrobe materialised in the middle of the winter wonderland. "Come on Clara, I'd like to introduce you to some friends of mine," The Doctor said with a grin. "GERONIMO!" he added as he suddenly jumped off the side of the conning town, sliding down the submarine's hull and landing awkwardly on the ice below them.

Chuckling softly to herself, Clara made her way to the entry hatch of the submarine, bidding a kind farewell to Captain Zhukov and the Professor before she stepped out onto the ice herself, shivering slightly as she wrapped the officer's coat more tightly around herself. Her chuckling turned to outright laughter when she found that the Doctor had only just succeeded in standing up, his shoes woefully unable to keep grip on the slippery ice. Grumbling something about "triplicating the friction of his soles", the Doctor huffily pointed the sonic at his feet before he was able to walk freely and he straightened his bowtie with finality.

Eventually, the pair made the short trek across the ice and just as the Doctor was about to unlock the TARDIS door, it swung inward and a familiar raven-haired boy leant against the frame, carrot in hand. "Nyah, what's up, Doc?" Harry asked, impersonating the voice of Bugs Bunny before taking a bite out of the carrot.

Before the Doctor could greet his young friend however, Lucy stepped out of the wardrobe TARDIS and joined her husband, leaving Clara staring at disbelief, pointing backwards and forwards between the young witch and wizard, her mouth trying but unable to form words. Finally, she managed to gasp out, "Prince James... are you actually properly really Prince James?"

With a soft smirk at both Lucy and the Doctor, Harry smiled. "Probably a younger version than the one you know, but, yes, I'm actually properly really him. Prince James, Duke of Gryffindor at your service," he introduced himself with a bow before gesturing to his wife who gave a very short curtsy. "And this is my wife Lucy, Duchess of Gryffindor."

"Pleased... uh... to meet you, your Highnesses, I'm Clara Oswald," Clara curtsied clumsily, still in disbelief that she was meeting the second most popular royal couple in Britain after Wills and Kate.

"No need to curtsy, Clara. Any friend of the Doctor's is a friend of ours," Harry told her with a smile. "Oh, and Doctor, Dumbledore wants a word with you when you get a chance, and for god's sake to arrive late again," he added.

"Not at all, I just have to drop Clara home," the Doctor said, gesturing to his companion.

"Righto, I'll tell him that you're on your way," Harry agreed before the two pairs of time travellers farewelled each other and separated into their separate time machines.

Location: The Doctor's TARDIS
Time: Unspecified

"So, did I just meet part of the 2013 British Royal Family in 1983 in the Soviet Union?" Clara asked, still not believing that the encounter had actually happened.

"Well, technically you met part of the 1995 British Royal Family in 1983 in the Arctic Circle," the Doctor said as he started to tinker with the console. "But yes they are the couple that you are thinking of. Bet you didn't know that they're both Time Lords though?"

"You're pulling my chain now, chin-boy!" Clara said, not for one second believing what must obviously be a prank.

"Nope, they are both Time Lords, or a Time Lady in Lucy's case," the Doctor countered, starting to prattle on about how it was a long story and that he would take her to visit them again one Wednesday.

Author's Note: Please read and review and stay tuned for the next update. Apologies this one is so short, the next one should be better...