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The Doctor and The Master of Death	By : LadyLaran Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 3025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or Harry Potter. I don't make money from this either.

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Author’s Note – I’m sorry it’s been so long since the posting of this story. Typically, I try to keep the gaps between updates short as possible but life has been problematic. We have had issues regarding my grandfather’s health and then my father decided to be a right arse and do things that has shocked the family. Between that, my health issues, and IRL problems going on, writing has been on the back burner for a while. Inspiration just hasn’t been there. I am very grateful to all of you for your patience and understanding!
Truth be told, I’m not exactly happy with the chapter but it is what it is. I just hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer – I’m not British nor am I fabulously wealthy so that means I do not own either Doctor Who or Harry Potter. I definitely am not getting money from this story either.
Chapter Two – Planning the Operation
The Time Lord shook his head as he reviewed the blueprints the goblins had on file for the Ministry of Magic. The place was bigger than he had first thought, and this would take some fine planning in regards to getting to the area where the captured wizard was since the department where the target was being held happened to be very deep inside of the ministry building.
“There has got to be an easier way to get to where he’s being held,” Rory murmured, looking over the Doctor’s shoulder. “We’re not going to be able to walk right in there and then hope to get out.”
“I guess using the TARDIS is out,” Amy asked, looking to her friend.
“I’m not certain how she’ll react in such a highly active magical area,” the Doctor answered, not looking up from the blueprints. “She might have no problem or it could cause havoc with her systems. I really don’t want to risk her if I don’t have to. We’ve been lucky so far, but goblin magic is different than the magic that the wizards use.”
“Would a perception filter work,” the young man asked, still looking over the blueprints. “It’s science, not magic, so maybe that will be enough to keep from being noticed?”
“It’s not a bad idea, provided we don’t run into anyone with a very strong mind. There’s the issue with the wards as well,” the older male replied. “We can try to use them and keep a backup plan in case the perception filter doesn’t work.”
“It’s not like we can just walk in though,” the red head told them, blinking when one of the goblins in the room answered her.
“Actually, you could. The Doctor’s psychic energy could be waved off as residual magic and since it is strong enough to surround all of you, you three could claim to be squibs looking to apply for work. You wouldn’t be asked to surrender your wand for safe keeping.”
“What’s a squib,” Amy asked, getting confused with all the new terms being used today.
“A person from a magical family who does not have enough magic in their core to be able to utilize it with any sort of tool,” the goblin answered. “As long as you stay with the Doctor, you and your mate could pass yourselves off as one of them. They are allowed into the ministry without question.”
“Well, that’ll get us in, along with using the filter, and we can conveniently get lost in the building,” the Doctor murmured. “The problem is getting out after we find this gentleman. I imagine they won’t be too keen on letting him go.”
“No, they will not,” Ragnok answered, shaking his head. “Given who he is and what he can do, the ministry has been determined to find a way to gain the abilities for themselves or break him to their will.”
“Well, we could always do the usual plan,” the red haired female said with a bit of a grin. “Go get our missing wizard.”
“Then figure the rest out as we go along,” Rory quipped, making the Time Lord look up from the blue prints.
“Oi, I’m not that bad, am I?”
“Yes,” the husband and wife team chirped in unison, then laughed at the look their alien friend gave them. It was always fun giving the older man a hard time, and the Time Lord always played back.
“Right,” the Doctor commented, voice dry with amusement. “I think we’ll work that way then. We’ll go in as squibs, get ourselves conveniently lost, and find our missing friend. There’s several exits besides the main one so we might get lucky and find one that’s not too guarded.”
The head goblin nodded, approving of the plan.
“Late afternoon would be best in regards to executing this,” Ragnok stated. “You may be able to blend with the wizards leaving the building. I will give you a portkey to use once you are out of the wards the ministry has raised to keep him contained. It’ll bring you right to this office where healers will be waiting to ensure his health.”
“Can we use this portkey if we’re not magical,” Rory asked, wanting to ensure there would be no problems outside of what the trio usually attracted during their time together.
“Lord Potter can activate it with his touch,” the goblin reassured him. “Even if he is not conscious, his magic will still be flowing. Speak the word ‘currency’ as he touches it, and the portkey will activate.”

“Right, well, I suppose we’d better get moving,” the Doctor told his two friends. “We need to get our new friend and get out. I just hope he’ll not cause too much trouble with the TARDIS’s circuitry and the like. I’ve never had a wizard on board before.”
“Lord Potter usually has excellent control over his abilities,” the goblin reassured, handing him a newspaper. “Here is your portkey. Do not lose it or you will have to bring him here on foot.”
The Time Lord nodded, tucking it into his coat pocket. Amy and Rory looked about as ready as they could be, and he could tell they were both excited and worried by this rescue operation they were about to perform.
“Right then, shall we?”
The duo gave their friend a smile, ready to go into this operation with him and help the man who was in so much trouble.
“Geronimo,” Rory asked, and the Doctor chuckled at the question.
“Geronimo,” the Time Lord replied, heading towards the office door. “Let’s get this done so we can help the poor fellow and be on our way.”
Right before they left, the trio were given robes to help them blend in. They donned them over their clothing, fastening them closed to hide their mundane attire. Once that was done, they headed out of the bank and towards the Ministry.
“I wish we had time to explore this alley more,” Rory commented as they walked. “Everything looks rather interesting if a bit old.”
“They still use parchment, quills, and bottled ink,” the Time Lord told him. “Definitely old fashioned and not in a good way. The rest of the world has grown and advanced, and these people have stubbornly resisted change.”
“Have you seen this happen before in other places,” Amy asked her friend, curious to see if this group was unique in their behaviors.
“I wish I could say I hadn’t,” the Doctor said softly. “Each time, the society that remained so insular and backwards wound up imploding on itself. The end result for each occasion was catastrophic.”
“Oh God,” the red head murmured. “That’s horrible.”
“Yes, it was,” the alien male agreed, turning to the Ministry. “I just hope things change here before it reaches that point. I’ve witnessed it happening to other civilizations and felt so frustrated because there was nothing I could do to help them.”
The trio entered the Ministry and were given badges once the attendant realized that they didn’t carry wands. Once they were past that area, the Doctor paused to take stock of his surroundings.
“Time to get lost,” Rory asked, knowing they had to get a move on. The place seemed bigger than what the plans had shown, but he knew it was his nerves that made it feel that way.
“Right,” the older male agreed. “This way then, shall we?”
If asked how long they meandered the hallways, neither Amy nor Rory would be able to give an accurate answer. The corridors were numerous and quite long, and they had to rely on their companion to ensure they didn’t become lost as they headed towards their destination.
“Are we lost” Amy asked her friend, who shook his head.
“No but I’ve had to take us on an alternate route,” the hazel eyed male told them. “I can sense the wards each time we get near to where our target is supposed to be. I’m not sure if we’ll trip them since we’re not magical, but it’s best to be cautious.”
“You’re right to be cautious,” a new voice interjected, making all three of them jump. “The wards will react to anyone going into the room where he is kept, regardless of magical status.”
The three time travelers turned to find a blond haired woman with silver touched blue eyes stood behind them, giving them a soft smile. Her hair was pinned up loosely, and she had a wand tucked behind her ear.
“I’m sorry; I did not mean to frighten you, but I know you are here to find him. I’m here to help you.”
“Who are you,” the red headed woman asked, sounding a bit confused by the woman. “How did you know we would be here?”
“My name is Luna Lovegood, and the person you are here to rescue is the brother of my heart. My family is sworn in service to his, and I came to help you free him. As to how I knew you would be here, Lady Ma’at approached me while I was meditating. She told me to expect the Girl Who Waited, the Faithful Centurion, and the Lord of Time. When they arrive, she said I was do everything I could to ensure their mission is successful.”
“Help is always appreciated,” the Time Lord replied. “I’m the Doctor, and these are the Ponds – Amy and Rory. It’s nice to meet you, Luna.”
“As it is to meet you all,” the witch answered. “Follow me, I can get you into the area where he’s being held.”
The trio followed her, anxious to find their new traveling companion and get out of the building. After a short while, Amy spoke up with a question that had occurred to her.
“If you know where he is, then why haven’t you rescued him before now?”
“I did not have a safe place for him to go,” Luna replied, voice sad. “Of the people he once called friends, Neville and I are the only two who have stayed loyal to him. If Harper were to disappear, the Ministry would come to our homes and businesses to find him. Neither of us has a place where our dear brother will be safe.”
“Now that he has a place to go, you can act to help him,” Rory said to her. “Why isn’t this Neville here to help?”
“Neville is going to provide a distraction,” the witch answered in a firm tone of voice. “I am good with wards so we both knew I would be of better use here than assisting with the distraction.”
She looked distracted for a moment, then turned her uniquely colored eyes to the Time Lord.
“We haven’t much time, Doctor. We need to get Harper and send you to Gringotts so you can ensure his safety.”
“Agreed,” the older male said, following as the blond haired woman led them to a dusty door.
“We will have to be quick,” Luna warned. “I have no idea how he has been treated, but I do know that the wards in this room will be heavy. I can delay things for a certain amount of time so you can remove whatever is being used to restrain him. Get him into the hallway and activate the portkey while I hold the wards at bay.”
“You’re not coming with us,” the Doctor asked, sounding worried for the small woman.
“Neville and I have our own escape routes planned. We will meet you at the bank so that we can say goodbye to our brother. Don’t worry about us, Doctor. Just focus on getting Harper out of here.”
“If you’re sure about this, we’ll go with your plan,” the Time Lord replied to her. “Just make sure you two get out safely. I sincerely doubt your brother will thank you if you manage to get yourselves caught or hurt.”
Luna gave him a smile that lit up her face. It was obvious she had been worried for a long while, and the Doctor was glad that rescuing this young man would also alleviate the burden of concern for two other people.
“I know my heart brother well, and you are very right in saying he would be upset if we were harmed. However, he knows I can be stubborn and will do what I feel to be right.”
She gave a soft laugh, then sobered and faced the door. A small hand went to the wand, pulling it out from behind her ear.
“Let’s get Harper shall we?”

Author’s End Note – You know, I was rather stuck on how to pull this off and was staring at the screen for a while before I realized that there was a least one character in the world of Harry Potter that would not abandon Harry, no matter what had changed about him. Luna is my favorite character, and I’m glad my muses decided to pop her in to help the gang along. I hope everyone enjoyed this installment! Please let me know what you think about it. See you next chapter, Laran.
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