Something in Reighley wouldn't let Paul run away this time.

She went after Paul and that man dressed in the weird brown suit. Reighley followed them out of the food court, losing them soon after as the afternoon crowd of people came into the Space Mall. Reighley hated the afternoon crowd (well not usually but when they were keeping her from finding Paul they were all assholes).

Reighley ran down a long corridor, past all the stores. She tried to spot the man. He'd been tall and human, so he was the easier one to track. Paul wouldn't be far off from that. She couldn't spot the man, or Paul.

A part of Reighley wanted to give up by then.

But Paul had looked so upset walking off to that couple...Reighley knew there was something off about Paul. Something beyond alien. Add to that Paul was cute.

She was about to turn on her feet to leave when she spotted something. There was a door there, down the corridor. It was odd, because Reighley could have sworn it hadn't been there before. She reckoned that Paul might have come down this way, so she gave it a shot.

The door swished open easily. No alarms went off, so Reighley took that as a good sign.

The room she walked into was definitely not a store. It was spacious, with mostly white walls and floors but light blue and dark brown squares on them. The furniture looked mostly leather. Reighley spotted a desk to the side.

There was a girl in the room, laying back on a brown leather couch. Reighley guessed she was just a couple years older than her, but still a teenager. She was wearing big blue old Earth human headphones over her ears, bobbing her head while tapping her fingers on the book she was reading. Reighley wondered how she could do both things at once. She couldn't without getting distracted by the song.

"Hello!" Reighley called to her. She walked closer to the girl, waving her hand to get her attention.

The girl froze, gawking at Reighley as she lowered her book.

"Do you know what this place is?" Reighley asked. "What's it doing in the mall? It's weird, right? Cause...I don't even see merchandise, let alone a teleport. Or anything I've ever seen at the mall."

The girl put her headphones around her neck, still staring at Reighley like she was a ghost.

"...well?" Reighley prompted.

"...the Haven." The girl answered.

"Weird name for a shop." Reighley pointed out.

The girl stood up on her feet, her skirt swishing about to her knees. She was still staring at Reighley. "It's...not really a store. Were...were you in trouble?"

"No. I was just...looking for someone."

"Who?"

"A girl." Reighley answered. She snorted, to herself. "Then again, isn't everyone?"

The girl smiled back, a light of understanding filling up her face. "I'd say so. I'm 209 and I'm still looking for one."

"Right." Because what did you say to someone that admits to being two centuries old?

"Then again, my boyfriend would argue that I'd found somebody perfect. But he forgets to take into account that I like...both." The girl went on. "And he will too. He'll love both of us."

"Well...I was just...looking for her." Reighley explained lamely.

"Who was she?" The girl asked, a knowing yet kind smile on her face. Reighley thought it was a very bright smile, that made her own heart flutter in her chest. "She who would bring you here, from so far away. Cause trust me, if it's who I think, with this place you have to really want to find her to get here."

"Her name is Paul." Reighley replied. "And she's...I barely know her. She's...always wearing a purple hoodie. Her hair is brown, with a black headband. She- she was about this tall." Reighley held up her arm, just a bit below her own height. "Her eyes were, this brown that was like golden yellow or the sun shining through a beer bottle. And well...She was a Gryffindor, poor thing."

"Why a poor thing?" The girl asked, her comforting smile now teasing. "Gryffindor rules."

"It's the second best House." Reighley argued.

"Second?" The girl questioned.

"Ravenclaws for the win. Why, you?"

"Gryffindor." The girl beamed. "With all the other good guys."

Reighley's eyes widened. "You know about A Very Potter Musical?"

The girl scoffed. "I'd have to be an idiot not to. It's a classic. Who else can make a friendship between Snape and Ron look so subtle and realistic? Plus, that giant candy bar looks so good and I want, like, fifty of them every time I watch it."

"...those did look good-" Reighley cut herself off. "But have you seen Paul?"

The girl's happy expression faded. She turned away from Reighley, focusing instead on her boots. "Nobody's seen Paul for a long time."

Reighley's brown eyes watered.

"But I have it on good authority she's close." The girl answered, turning towards Reighley while giving her a wide heart-fluttering smile again. "Closer than a lot of people want to admit."

"Make some goddamn sense!" Reighley snapped. "Is Paul here or not?"

The girl wasn't upset by Reighley's tone. If anything, the tone made her smile brighter. "Come on. I can get Groot to play A Very Potter Sequel in the Theatre Hall. I'll tell you all about Paul while she sets it up. I mean, if Rocket isn't making us laugh the whole time."

"So she's not here." Reighley stated. Something in her...everywhere ached at that.

"She's always here." The girl replied. She lowered her book (which Reighley quickly spotted the title as 'Cursed Child: Part 1+2') into a bag, which Reighley thought looked really familiar. "And always will be. Reighley I think it means something that you came here tonight, of all nights. I was probably going to do something stupid before you came in. Like...like finish that book, cause it's shit."

Reighley was stunned to near silence as the girl dragged Reighley down another hallway. They walked past the desk, over some stairs, down another corridor.

It was about then that Reighley realized she'd left the mall, and ended up someplace...else.

"Maybe this one can count as a real date." The girl grinned, amber eyes glinting in delight.

==STFH==

The Theatre Hall was really big. Reighley was reminded of the classical theatres from Classic Earth. They weren't holographic like in her time. The chairs were nice and big and fluffy. If Reighley knew what was going on, she'd love it.

The girl from the couch guided her to a pair of seats. She'd gathered snacks in a time that Reighley couldn't exactly tell. There was a plastic bucket of popcorn too. She was typing away on her phone. "Okay, Rocket has the pizza. He'll bring a box by for us. You like cheese? Got any allergies? Meh we'll find out."

"Where am I?" Reighley asked her.

She popped a piece of popcorn in her mouth. "It's called Haven. Usually, people can only get in when they need help, or they want to see Paul. Intent is very important with the doors. It took ages to get those runes right-"

"Where is Paul?" Reighley demanded. "You've dragged me all around this Haven and I still can't see her."

The girl paused. She lowered the popcorn between their seats. She leaned on the armrest. "Paul's an alien. You know that right?"

Reighley blinked. "She looked human."

"So do you." The girl countered. "But you're not exactly human, are you?"

Reighley said nothing to that. She was human just...a little extra. It wasn't a big thing. She just had a non-human ancestor. "But Paul-"

"-is a straight up not human." The girl explained. "We tested. Paul is an alien. Are you okay with that?"

"...what kind of alien." Reighley answered. The girl tilted her head, giving Reighley a curious look. "I get the feeling you're trying to get a reaction out of me. Before I answer you I wanna be informed. So you can't make me change my mind about Paul."

The girl only nodded. A proud smile forming from her dark pink full lips on her pretty face. Reighley could admit the girl was pretty, it was obvious. The delighted twinkle in her bright amber eyes only made her more alluring, drawing Reighley in.

"From what's known, her kind have a way of cheating death. Any kind of death: stabbed in the back, shot in the head, poisoned (I mean as long as the poison isn't made for her kind), falling from a high height." The girl explained easily. "If they are on the brink of death they change who they are. All of who they are. Paul is no exception."

Reighley was struck by the implications there. "Paul...died?"

"Yes." The girl explained.

Reighley sat back in her seat. Her jaw refused to close as she tried to understand that. Paul was dead. The cute brunette she'd seen an hour ago was dead. But one thing stuck out to her, shining like a light in the dark.

"Cheated. You said cheated." Reighley swallowed down her shock. "That they...that they cheated death."

The girl giggled. Reighley liked that it sounded like melodic bells.

She didn't get her answer right away. The girl skipped back out. Apparently Rocket had come with the pizza. Reighley was becoming panicked with the unanswered question.

When the girl returned, she rested the pizza box ontop of the popcorn. She handed a paper plate and a napkin to Reighley. Only when Reighley had claimed a piece did the girl sit back down.

"Where is Paul." Reighley asked, trying very hard not to make it sound like a plea.

The girl took a bite of the pizza. Her smile as she chewed was sad, not happy. That twinkle in her eyes dimmed. "Where she always is. In the Theatre room, eating pizza."

A part of Reighley immediately wanted to stand up. She wanted to search the theatre room, searching for Paul. Call out for her, check every row in here for Paul. She was so close, she didn't want to lose it.

But there was this look on the girl's face. The girl whose name Reighley still did not know. That dimming twinkle in those deep, bright eyes.

All of who they are

All of who they are

"Maybe this one can count as a real date."

Those eyes were the exact same.

"But I have it on good authority she's close."

"Aren't you going to look for Paul?" The girl prompted. She leaned over an armrest.

Reighley leaned onto her's, moving until she was close up to the girl's face. "You...are a bad Gryffindor."

She smiled, laughing but her eyes were relived. "Did I ever say I was a good one?"

Reighley laughed. The girl- Paul, who was a redhead now, and wore the weirdest dress Reighley had ever seen- laughed with her.

The play they had longed to see was starting to play overheard. Reighley would later admit she missed the first few minutes with how much she and Paul were laughing.

==SFTH==

"Oh. My. Stars." Reighley ran her hand over her mouth.

"Right?" Terra asked, grinning like a child being given a surprise trip to Disney World. She walked Reighley towards a couch, carrying a pizza box in her hands. "I told you the sequel was good."

"Oh my stars." Reighley started laughing again. "They did- Harry I am homeless!"

"Did you want some Red Vines?"

"Where did Headmaster Zefron go!" Reighley laughed.

"Did you get my text?!"

The two girls burst out laughing, sounding like hyenas. They laughed so hard that Terra nearly fell onto the pizza. Reighley caught her in time.

"Stars above, don't die yet." Reighley laughed. "I'm just starting to like this one."

Terra giggled. She let herself flop back in the seat. "Only just?"

"Okay. I definitely like this one." Reighley corrected. She threw her arm over Terra. The Time Lady's cheeks blushed brightly. "Alright then." With her free hand she grabbed a slice of pizza. "So. What are we doing next?"

"Seeing it live." Terra answered easily. Her cheeks still bright red.

"Nah. That'd be great, but it-" Reighley paused herself. Terra was smiling a bit too wide, with too much of that spark in her eyes. "But Paul that was thousands of years ago! On Original Earth!"

Terra beamed. "Yeah. And?"

"And- and time travel isn't a real thing." Reighley threw her hand to Terra's phone. "We don't have a proper Time Turner."

"Yeah. And?"

Reighley stared at Terra for a long moment. "You can travel in time, can't you?"

Terra beamed brighter. "Yeah...and?"

"Your name's not Paul, is it?"

Terra's jaw dropped. But the corners of her mouth were tilted up. "You were a Ravenclaw."

"Of course I'm a fucking Ravenclaw." Reighley argued. "Who are you?"

Terra just smiled. She pulled a book out of her Bag, holding it out to Reighley.

Reighley snatched it. It was The Doctor & Terra: Crash of the Byzantium. An idea was coming to her. By Terra's smile, she knew she was on the right track.

She opened the book. She skipped ahead to where the Doctor and Terra came in.

"'But while the Doctor looked ridiculous, his clothing was at least neutral. Terra Stardust had the coloring of sunset. Her hair a vibrant orange, curling off her head the way the rays come off the sun.'" Reighley glanced at Terra's hair. "'Her dress was a patchwork style of pink, white, and blue. Her boots might've been normal once, now they were the same dark pink that colored her dress. Her eyes, when they finally looked away from Drax, were the purest gold that had ever been or ever would be.'"

"Wow. That author loved me." Terra replied in delight. "He didn't even describe my boobs in a weird way!"

Reighley said nothing. Her brown eyes were wide as she stared at Terra, like she was Harry Potter brought to life. "Terra Stardust."

"Hello Reighley Ravaydark." Terra wiggled her fingers. "Wanna go see the Sequel live?"

==SFTH==

They had taken a bus.

Reighley had never seen one of the ancient double decker buses before. She couldn't believe her first use of it was as a time machine.

"How'd you get it to time travel?" Reighley asked.

Terra shrugged. She fanned her fingers along the steering wheel, tapping her thumbs to a song beat. "Time travel was easy. Hard part was space travel. Just a few added wires, stolen vortex manipulator from the Time Agency, and a cookie."

"A cookie?"

"I like cookies!" Terra cheered. "Even named a daughter after them!" Though she seemed to realize how serious her statement actually was, in time to see the look of surprise on Reighley's face.

"You...have a kid." Reighley stated.

"Five." Terra smiled at Reighley. The smile wobbled. "That's- that's okay, right?"

"Course. Sure." Reighley shrugged, nervously sitting up. "I mean, yeah. Loads of teenagers have kids."

"They're all adopted." Terra revealed. "If that helps."

"...helps a bit." Reighley admitted, staring out the window.

Terra swallowed. She stopped the bus, parking it above an alleyway near the theatre. "Um...I...there's a closet, back of the bus...it has some...uh...Starkid merch, we can wear. Or just...other clothes. In case you want that. Or something. I don't know."

"Are you gonna change?" Reighley asked.

Terra looked down at her dress. "Nah. I quite like this face. Think I'll keep it a few more decades." Though it took Reighley a couple seconds to get the joke, she still rolled her eyes at it. Smiled too but that's more of a side note. "As for the dress, oh that's staying."

Reighley laughed. "Alright then. Guess I could use a change." She looked down at her usual jumpsuit, a green one that was the normal fashion for the humans of her time.

"Come on." Terra hopped up from her chair. "Let's go have a fashion show. Fair warning, just assume I know nothing."

"I got that." Reighley gave the dress a onceover.

Terra gawked, then burst out laughing.

Three hours later, Reighley had changed. Something Terra had called 'leggings', shoes called 'sneakers', and a...graphic tee of the phrase SUPER-MEGA-FOXY-AWESOME-HOT.

The play had come to a close, too.

The girls were laughing all over again as they walked out of the theatre. They stumbled towards Terra's bus, repeating all their favorite lines from the show. Terra was laughing so hard she was worried her lungs were about to give out, and that's saying something. Reighley was sure she wouldn't have a voice in the next couple days.

They both would agree later, though...it was a perfect date.

Or it was.

Until the letter came.

A man walked up to them. His Stetson blocking the view of his face.

Terra and Reighley's laughter had lowered as they caught their respective breaths. The man's footsteps were beginning to echo in the alleyway, catching their attention. Terra's laughter faded at the sight of him.

Reighley stared at him in confusion/concern. She hadn't seen this Terra that properly nervous.

"Reighley Ravaydark?" He asked.

"This is she." Reighley answered. She stood up straighter, trying to block the man from Terra. Yeah Terra could defend herself, but Reighley wouldn't let her face him alone.

He held out a blue envelope. Reighley accepted. She stared at the envelope, confused.

The man tipped his hat to Terra.

Terra gawked at him.

He sighed, deeply from his chest like an old wound was being rehashed. "You were so young."

"Not that young." Terra complained, nervously picking at the end of her sleeves. "You were just super old."

The man chuckled, low and soft. "I was."

Terra's tongue stuck out from her mouth, her face scrunching up in thought. "You should go."

"I know." The man replied.

"Go before you forget to." Terra stated, waving him away with her hand. "You've probably forgotten how to drive the TARDIS by your age."

The man chuckled. "Maybe I have." He gave Terra a meaningful look. "Did you know the whole time?"

Terra worried her lip. She turned her head away, as though she couldn't stand the sight any longer.

The man got the message. He turned out of the alleyway, leaving them alone.

"Why does it have a heart on it?" Reighley asked.

Terra inhaled sharply. If she were human, she'd have choked on that breath. "Because-"

"And why is the heart gold?" Reighley asked. She held out the letter to Terra.

The Time Lady stared at the heart for a long moment, seemingly stunned. "You'll figure it out, I guess." Terra excused, mumbling half the sentence.

"You guess?" Reighley repeated. "Hold on, you're coming with, right?"

"I...I can't follow." Terra took a step back. "You need to go alone."

"What? Why?"

"I-"

"Why can't you come with me?"

"The same reason I can't read that book!" Terra explained. "It's my future, Reighley."

Reighley stopped her arguments. "Wha-what?"

"That invite, it's to something in my future. I can't follow you. But I can take you there...I really, really want to join- but it's not time yet." Terra explained. Her expression conflicted. "Wow. I'm sorry."

"It's just time travel. You can live it twice!" Reighley yelled. She growled to herself. "No you can't. Because bad things happen to wizards that mess with time."

"I-" Terra swallowed a painful lump in her throat. "When I first met you, I was 180. I'm 209 now."

Reighley's joy switched over to gawk. "Thirty years...you remember me for thirty years?"

"I'll remember you forever." Terra swore. Something in her golden eyes flashed fiercely. "Not even this would make me forget."

So Terra gave Reighley a ride into the future, to the coordinates of the letter. Even though it broke her heart to do it.

==SFTH==

AN: Okay yeah. This fic isn't one that's gonna update a lot. It's actually a surprise to me that I got this one together with all the other stuff I've got. Still, I'm happy to make more Reighley content for the world.

Just wanna remind anyone, jic: Season 3 is where Terra's story is now. This Terra right here, is in that weird little space between Season 5 and 6. This is an excerpt of Future Terra and Reighley, I really wanted to write some more for Reighley but I didn't wanna wait until Season 5 to give it to you.

Also the 'part 2' is because 'part 1' was a oneshot that I wrote before I decided to make SFTH.

Thanks to HannahHPandDWfanJones, djmegamouth, The Timeless Child, for favoriting

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