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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
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Author’s Note – Yup, it’s short but I’m happy with it given the tech issues I’ve had. I hope the next one will be longer, but I needed to get something out due to the length of time it’s been since my last update with this story. I do apologize. Thanks to everyone who has been so amazingly patient and been so very wonderful with their kind words.
Disclaimer – I do not own “Doctor Who” or “Harry Potter. I don’t make money from this story either.
Chapter Five – Farewells
Rory was smiling when he entered the room where his wife and friend were waiting with a few goblins. All of them looked towards the door when they heard it open, and the nurse was quick to call out to them. The group were looking rather concerned, and he was pleased to be able to alleviate the worries of those who had been waiting for news.
“Our new crew member is awake,” he told them, feeling glad to have good news to share. “He’ll be sore for a while, but the medicines they use here are pretty effective. He’s alert and responsive, which is a very good sign.”
“That’s great news,” Amy said, sounding pleased.
“It is certainly great news,” the Time Lord told him. “Have you told him anything about his coming along in the TARDIS?”
“It came up,” Rory replied. “I think he’s interested but then again, he’s got a lot on his mind as well. It’ll be good for you two to meet him when he’s ready. You should be able to answer any questions he has about things once he’s got everything clear in his head.”
The Doctor nodded, knowing his friend was right. There was a bit that would need to be done before the wizard could leave, though they did need to get him out of here fairly soon, and it would give the man time to face some of what had happened to him.
“Right, we’ll let him get everything done and when he’s ready, we’ll pop in and meet him,” the older male commented.
“We will get him ready to go soon,” Ragnok told the group. “It will not be long before the Ministry starts to look for him and will possibly make an effort to search here. Not that we will allow them to,” he added with a toothy grin that was rather spine chilling.
“Let me guess, you guys don’t like each other too much,” Amy asked, blinking when the goblins in the room made a scoffing sound.
“We are blamed for quite a few atrocities over the centuries,” the head goblin replied. “Humans are known to write history so they always come off as the ones in the right. We’ve gotten to the point where we find more creative ways of getting retribution for when things are done that are against policy.”
“I think you’ll find that it’s a problem all humans have, not just the magical ones,” the Doctor commented. “It’s a bad habit I keep hoping they’ll break, but they’ve not shown any signs of doing so. I’ve got time to wait and see if they’ll surprise me.”
“As do we, but we are also a practical race. We just believe in turning things to our advantage when the humans attempt to do things that are wrong,” Ragnok said with a small shrug, accepting a piece of parchment from one of his underlings. He read over it and sent several goblins to get the tasks taken care of.
Rory sighed, knowing both were right and wishing there was a way to make humans better as a group. Individuals could think rationally and typically make the right decisions, but humanity as a whole tended to drop in intelligence when assembled. The young man had seen it too often during his life and knew it probably wouldn’t change during his lifetime.
“Right, well, I’m going to look in on him and see how things are coming along,” the nurse said, heading towards the door.
“See you soon, Rory,” Amy chirped at him, giving him one of her beautiful smiles that always warmed his heart.
The nurse headed back to the healing ward and found that Harper was sipping a cup of tea while the healers checked him over once again.
“Welcome back,” the wizard said, giving him a small smile.
“Thank you, the Doctor and Amy were happy to hear that you’re improving. How are you feeling,” the time traveler asked while taking a seat beside the patient.
“Feeling much better,” Harper replied. “Diamanna hasn’t let me out of bed yet.”
“She’s right,” Rory shared. “You need to conserve your strength until you’re ready to say your goodbyes and head out with us. It looks like your IV is finished. Diamanna, is there anything else we need to do with it or can it be removed now?”
“It’s ready to be removed,” she agreed, watching as the nurse quickly and efficiently removed the needle from the patient. “He has been fitted with a bracelet to help aid his control over his magic until he has regained full control on his own.”
“The Doctor will be relieved to hear that,” the young man answered, sitting back down. “He’s been a bit anxious about the idea of his beloved TARDIS going haywire.”
The two men talked for nearly an hour with Rory answering as many questions as he could about what travelling with the Doctor was like. They were engrossed in the discussion and nearly jumped when Diamanna dismissed Harper from the medical wing, sending both of them to Ragnok’s office.
Both Harper and Rory realized that there were more people in the room than the nurse had seen earlier. The wizard’s eyes widened when he spotted the two people he claimed as family, and they hurried towards him.
“I am so glad to see you two,” he murmured as the pair hugged him and he hugged back. “Thank you so much for helping to get me out of there. I can’t believe you two would put yourself at risk like that.”
“You’re my brother,” Neville Longbottom told his dearest friend. “I couldn’t stand by and allow you to be tortured as you have been. You deserve so much better, Harper, and I want to see you get it.”
“So do I, big brother,” Luna said softly, cupping his face with her hands. “You look so much better now, and things will improve greatly once you leave. Just have faith and hold onto happiness with both hands. All the things you seek will be granted to you. Mother Magic has declared it to be so.”
“I’ll try to remember your words, dear sister,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I just wish there was a way we could keep in touch with each other. It’ll be difficult to do so with me traveling around so much.”
“Actually, there is. We were each given a device that the Doctor tweaked so we can call you or you can call us,” Neville informed him, holding up a red mobile phone.
“Ragnok has one as well so he can contact you regarding your estate,” the blond haired witch said to him, brandishing a silver colored phone of her own. “Now you have no need to worry about us since you can keep in contact with us.”
“Do you know how to use it,” Harper asked, a bit amused by the sight of his friends with muggle technology.
“The Lioness showed us,” Luna answered in her usual dreamy tone. It was a vague answer, but both wizards knew who she was referring to.
“I’m glad she did,” he told his sister. “Promise me that both of you will be careful. The Ministry will be targeting you since you both are the only friends I have, and they’ll do it to try to draw me out.”
“We will be,” the wizard answered his brother. “She and I are going to head to my family home; the wards are one of the strongest so they won’t be able to get through them.”
“Good,” the dark haired wizard said with a sigh of relief.
“We should go,” Luna said quietly. “Ragnok is allowing us the use of his floo so we won’t be stopped by any Ministry officials.”
“Take care of each other,” Harper said to them.
“We will,” Neville assured him. “The Doctor has promised the same for you so we will leave you in his hands for the time being. Just try not to act all Gryffindor out there, all right?”
“No promises,” Harper teased, hoping to lighten up the heavy emotion that was filling the air between the three of them.
The Master of Death hugged the pair tightly before letting them go. They hurried out of the office, intent on reaching their destination via the floo. His heart ached to know that it would be a while before he saw either of his blood-sworn siblings, but he was grateful they’d been given a way to contact each other.
Emerald colored eyes turned to the red haired woman and thin, gangly man standing not far from her.
“Thank you very much for what you’ve done,” he told them, giving them a small bow. “The rescue was badly needed, and I am grateful to you for allowing me sanctuary with your group.”
“You’re welcome,” the alien replied. “I’m the Doctor; you know Rory, and this is Amelia. They’re my Ponds.”
“I am Harper Potter-Black,” the young noble said with another slight bow. “I am very pleased to meet all of you. Ragnok, thank you for your help.”
“Everything you requested is in a trunk, and the Doctor has placed it within the room that is yours aboard his craft. Now, you must leave quickly because I have been informed that the Ministry is trying to force their way into the bank. They must have tracked your magic, Lord Potter-Black,” the goblin replied.
“I’ll go since I do not want any trouble to fall upon you and yours,” Harper replied. “May your gold always be plentiful, your swords and spears never break, and the blood of your enemies drip freely from your hands,” the green eyed male told the goblin, bowing as he did so.
“May Mother Magic watch over you and guide your path to healing and happiness, young Harper. Now go,” he ordered, watching as the four of them went into the odd blue box.
As the TARDIS faded from view, Ragnok listened as the groaning and wheezing of the vessel soon disappeared from his office. He murmured a prayer to the creator of his people and to Magic Herself, asking for the Master of Death to be watched over.
The young man had made a great many sacrifices to keep the magical world safe, and the goblin nation would fight to ensure that the debts owed to him would be paid in full. Ragnok would do all he could to ensure the wizard would be able to walk amongst his people without fear once again.
Author’s End Note - Another chapter gone, and they’re off! Thanks so much for reading, and please let me know what you thought of it. ~ Laran
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