Ohh-kay. A new story. Another one I'll never finish. I think. They're kind of one-shots in a row though so that might be okay. Is it? Hopefully it is.

Meeting of the Two Evers

Harriet Lily Potter, Witch, Girl-Who-Lived, Savior of the Wizarding World, Woman-Who-Conquered, Martyr, Lady Potter, Peverell, Black, and Slytherin-by-conquest, Chosen One, owner of a First Class Order of Merlin, Undesirable Number One, Sky Arcobaleno, Vongola Advisor, Angel of Justice, Striking Wonder, Mistress of Death, Immortal, Cursed Girl (May-You-Live-In-Interesting-Times), and just Harry sat at the graves of her chosen family with their bonds still attached to her soul. They were dead but still not gone to the Mistress of Death whose purpose was to help whoever didn't naturally cross over. They would eventually return to the cycle of life when they were ready but she wouldn't.

She couldn't.

Well. Not yet anyway. Not until what might count as many, many, many, maaaaaaaany years from now when she was 'Ready to Leave' whatever that meant. She was kind of angry at Death for saying it. The sixty-two-year-old-but-age-locked-at-seventeen really wanted to get there now because everything she had worked for here had already been accomplished. Because Tsuna had everything running and still relentlessly worked on un-bloodying the mafia as well as turning it towards being more vigilante. Because he didn't need her advice anymore and neither did his Elements (she didn't like to call them Guardians thank-you-very-much). They could make their own decisions.

Her Elements weren't in this plane of existence anymore! Reborn, Fon, Colonello, Lal, Skull, Verde, and Viper were gone and the pain was unbearable at times. To feel them near, feel the echoes that came through what one might call the Afterlife because she was the Mistress of Death and she felt those things. She felt the Veil and felt them through it and how they would wait and watch over her as long as she was stuck here but she couldn't see them. Couldn't talk to them.

Only 'Special Circumstances' would allow her to do more than feel them. And those circumstances were her dying and coming back to life again. Even when she fought she only had a few of their Flames to help her and couldn't talk to them but with emotions.

She supposed she should feel lucky that she even had this much since many of her friends had died in the War. And some had died in the Mafia. And others of old age. Her eyes stung with tears. It still felt wrong to not have her family here and close. To not puppy-pile with them or spar or- or… something.

Seven bonds flared in comfort. The two Rains soothed her as Sun bond nudged her to move already. She could almost hear Reborn's snarky comment about her being too moody again. Harry's lips quirked upwards. While she'd come here every day since they all died to save the Vongola (again) she still knew they all were watching. Maybe it was time she moved on. And yet she knew she'd be here again tomorrow.

Slowly she rose and gave one last glance at the graves in the shape of a half circle before turning and looking straight up at the moon. It was Halloween. Her thick mane of raven black hair fluttered slightly in the wind and she took in a deep breath. Halloween. She didn't like Halloween. Usually, everything went haywire. Sometimes it didn't and she'd just be on edge for no reason.

Wind picked up. Harriet felt a shiver run through her. This was definitely not one of those easy Halloweens. Definitely not.

Just as she thought that she felt something rip at her and the Elder Wand leaped to her left hand, combat ready. Only it wasn't a physical touch. Nor someone here. It was far away. Like invisible hands trying to grab her. Suddenly she knew that if she let them get her she wouldn't come back.

Fear coursed through her veins as she cast an overpowered shield to protect herself. The one infused with Sky Flames to stop even a Flame Portkey. Because the hands wanted her somewhere. Clearly wanted her somewhere.

Potter Luck struck again.

They got through.

Not because her shield was faulty or not strong enough. They were simply locked on her as the target because of something in her status. Not that she knew that yet. They grabbed her and at that moment she knew she wouldn't be able to get free. In a desperate attempt to at least leave a message to those she knew would miss her she summoned her Patronus and let the stag gallop away.

Then she was engulfed in the windy wispy hands and her presence ceased to be.

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She was floating. Rushing past a place devoid of anything. Her mind felt scattered and she felt like death but that wasn't quite right because she wasn't dead this time. At least that she knew and she should know. Right at this point, she was kind of disappointed she wasn't.

Then the vertigo of motion-but-not-motion stopped and she was left standing in a circle of fire and strange runes she'd never seen before, as well as a race of people that were clearly not human. Or goblin. Or any other magical race she had ever even heard of. Disoriented and confused she narrowed her eyes as she found her footing. Her wand was still tightly gripped in her hand.

Her eyes flickered down to the circle to figure out what happened. She heard chanting and gasps of awe before everyone bowed to a lone red figure at the edge of the circle. It was a hall lit with fire at the sides. Kind of reminded her of the Great Hall but bigger and full of the strange species. All of the creatures were dark red and looked… kind of like satyrs but with lizard skin and strange brown, blue, or purple clothes. She narrowed her eyes at the circle and probed it with magic and Flames.

Emerald green eyes widened. Summoning circle. They summoned her. From… She swallowed.

From another reality.

This was another reality entirely.

Her chest tightened.

Another reality. She scrambled for the bonds and almost collapsed in relief as they flared, reassuring that they wouldn't let something as silly as a summons from another reality to part them from her. Taking a deep breath she rose to her full height (which annoyingly wasn't much, just 5,3 feet or 160 cm) and glared. She was kind of annoyed. Scratch that, a lot annoyed.

"Why did you summon me?", she growled in a low Flame infused voice. Disharmony echoed through the walls.

It didn't really occur to her that they might not understand. She did understand that the lone red figure in front of her was talking to her and… gloating? She looked at him before following his gaze and found a human held back by the red satyrs as he glared with stormy eyes. Then his gaze fell on her and she saw the spark of interest and rushing genius mind she'd only seen in Verde before.

He answered her.

"The legrach in front of you tried to summon death itself", he said with power in his voice and was surprisingly talking in English, "He wanted to bind it to his control and kill me"

She felt her eyebrow rise and looked at the shorter creature that was shouting something at her and pointing a finger at the man as if ordering her to do so. Seems like she now knew who the bad guys were. Her annoyance doubled as she sighed, not feeling any control on her and knowing perfectly well that Death can't be controlled. Well, except by Death itself.

She sighed and glared at the… legrach. Harry wondered if it was a name or the name of his species. Her eyes lazily swung back to the black haired man with a Northern accent. She was curious and he was looking back with interest too. The raven-haired girl sent him a crooked smirk, wondering what he was thinking of her simple jeans and t-shirt plus a backpack. Oh, and the black-rimmed large eyeglasses. Made her eyes look big and owl-like.

"Please tell this… legrach that he summoned the wrong being", her voice echoed in the hushed hall that was only interrupted by the crackling of fire, "as I am the Mistress of Death"

His eyebrows rose at the proclamation but she assumed he did it anyway as he told exactly that to the species. She frowned as she could still understand him… but could also tell he wasn't talking English anymore. Strange. And intriguing. Oh, well. She needed to see if she could get back but if she couldn't this was the first mystery she wanted to get her hands on.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the legrach screeching at her to do something again. She pouted and pointed her wand at him.

"Colovaria", she muttered. The spell hit and changed his color to bright pink.

Absolute silence. The human with short dark hair and light blue eyes burst out into an incredulous but delighted laugh just as the entire species shouted in shock. Some followed the man's example and laughed. Harry's annoyance disappeared a little and she grinned.

"Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all week. Or not", she curtseyed.

Then she frowned at the two guard looking people holding the human in place and cast two Jelly-Fingers curses at them. They screeched in surprise as their fingers went slack and the human blinked before wrenching free and taking some steps towards the summoning circle. His eyes regarded her wand with open interest.

"Who are you? What are you? Why do you look like a human? What is that stick of yours? An improved sonic pen? What do you mean by 'Mistress of Death'?", he shot her rapid-fire questions as his hands dug in his leather jacket pockets.

Harry laughed, "One question at a time, please. I'm Harry. And you are?"

He grinned as he took out a blue tool. It looked about the size of her wand. Perhaps it was that sonic pen he'd talked about?

"I'm the Doctor!", and he pressed something and the flames around the circle disappeared.

She raised an eyebrow, "The Doctor? Doctor who?"

"Just the Doctor", the man replied as he kneeled to read some of the runes, "Harry who?"

Harry let out a delighted laugh. 'Just Harry' was how she often introduced herself. Because in her own mind she was just Harry or Harriet. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Potter. Harriet Potter. But just call me Harry"

"Pleasure", he replied distractedly.

Her eyes gazed over the legrach that were now muttering with each other and the army of them that were forcing their way through. She cast a Protego Totalum to keep them out, eyes narrowed.

"Doctor?", she asked but wasn't that hopeful, "Can you send me back?"

The man looked up at her with serious eyes, ones that searched for something and apparently found it. His eyes shifted to sympathy. Harry's already low hopes plummeted and she sighed.

"Thought not…"

She tested her magic and Flames on it and concluded she wouldn't be able to do that either. The connection had been lost the millisecond she was summoned. Her eyes moved to the army and then back to the Doctor. She contemplated for a second before mentally shrugging and sending him a small smile.

"May I follow you around then? You seem to know what's going on"

He froze momentarily as he processed that before looking her over properly. Like she had done moments before. There was a war in his eyes as he contemplated. Something seemed to… flare within him. A recent pain she knew all too well from years ago and from now. The pain of loss. Their eyes met and found understanding in each other's gazes. He swallowed before a lopsided grin slipped on his face. It was almost not-fake.

Harry knew a lot about fake smiles.

"Okay!", he focused back on the circle and destroying it with his blue stick, "Just don't use that blickery bongery without permission"

Her smile widened a fraction as she false sniffed.

"It's magic you dolt!", she admonished, "But fine… No blickery bongery. Or flimmy flammy. Though I'll do both if we're in danger"

The Doctor huffed and eyed her mock warily, though some of it was real.

"You have more than one power?", he asked in slight annoyance and amusement.

She grinned cheekily, "I'm a witch. Of course I have more than one power"

He grinned back before looking back to the legrach people who were banging on her dome shield with no progress so far. As promised she looked to the Doctor, who was clearly the expert here, for permission to do magic. He frowned for a minute before shaking his head.

"No need for blickery bongery now. Let's just get out of here"

Harry looked to him incredulously, "You want us to get through that army without the help of magic?"

He just grinned in that carefree way as he confirmed her guess.

"Yep!", he turned to the army and aimed his blue stick at a curve in the circle, "Lower the shield and get ready to run"

Bemused she glanced around the hall before letting it fall and then rushing after the Doctor who took off after shooting something from that stick of his to a rune. Incredibly, something strong flared behind them and the army parted, covering their eyes and flattening their ears. They started sneezing. She let a laugh bubble up from her throat. In all her years she hadn't seen anything like this.

Then again, another reality and new tricks. Her heart twinged. Potter Luck never seemed to let her just be. But after sixty-two years she was kind of used to it.

He led them to the other end of the hall and slipped into a very sci-fi looking corridor that had dark brown and earthly colors all over. Pipes ran through walls and some chain looking things held them in place. Her eyes roved over this and thought Verde would very much like to explore it all. His bond flared in agreement and Harry was so glad it was still there.

"Just a bit more…", the Doctor muttered ahead of her as he tore around a corner, her on his heels.

An explosion sounded from the front and Harry instinctively cast a wandless Protego. The shield shimmered in front of them as some debris hit it and fell down. Orange-red light from the sun (a sun?) filtered through a smashed wall.

The Doctor shot her a Look. She shrugged, unrepentant.

"It's reflex"

He seemed to deflate a little before turning to see what had smashed through. Some banging noises of the army sounded behind them. Something metallic moved in the orange lighted dust cloud. Harry shifted to a relaxed-at-a-glance stance, growing a bit worried. That thing looked huge. Not dragon huge but huge still.

She hoped it wasn't magic resistant. Though electricity did tend to get fried with too much magic exposure. Did it even run on electricity? The dust cleared a bit to reveal a gigantic gun thingy with three legs.

"Uh oh", said the Doctor.

Harry agreed as she let the shield drop, grabbing him and diving to the side just as it fired a blue laser thingy. It burned through the floor.

"What's that?", she asked as they stood up and watched it turn towards them once more. Rather slowly, she might add.

He fiddled with that blue thing of his, "A3-01 type of Grey Warrior. Should get stopped- ", he aimed and sparks exploded out of it, "-like this"

The metal legs screeched as they bent under its weight. They watched it twitch and fall to the ground in a metallic heap. Harriet whistled.

"Nice one", though she still wondered why it smashed through the wall.

Curiously she looked through it and gasped. It was a red sanded view of a desert city. Orange sky and orange sun, yellow and white buildings lighting up in fiery colors as it set. In a word it was beautiful. The Doctor watched her expression of awe with a grin before glancing back where they'd come from, frowning as a screeching army of legrach finally rounded the corner.

"Right. Off we go!", and he grabbed her hand and jumped through the hole.

Harry let out a surprised squeak as they fell and landed on a strange and large panel that started sliding down the round wall of the building. If she had to guess the building looked like a dome with another dome on top. There were more Gray Warriors climbing up and trying to aim at them. Adrenaline rushed through her and a laugh bubbled up from her throat for the third time that day.

Way more than in the last month. She hadn't laughed once since her family died.

"Hold on!", the Doctor told her as she clung to his arm. The ground was coming closer every passing second, "Aaand jump!"

They leaped from the panel that crashed to the sand and they landed into crouches that turned into somersaults to soften the impact. Though the sand did a lot on that front already. Harry's exhilarated smile turned back to the strange man she had just met and had made her laugh thrice. He was grinning back.

"That was fun", he commented and Harriet couldn't help but agree.

Still though. She looked up to see more guns aimed at them. As well as the legrach in the hole they had created. She definitely couldn't cast a shield strong enough to withstand all that if the strength of those lasers were any indication. Flames might have been able to burn them but she definitely wasn't going to risk it.

"Yeah. But a bit less funning and more running, 'kay?"

He looked up too and they ran just as the rain of super lasers started. Darting around rocks and following the doctor Harry felt more alive than ever before in that month. It was just a bit like going on missions with her Elements and she felt them all agree with her. Fun. Exciting. Important and life-saving.

She wanted that again.

"Where are we going?", she yelled over the gunfire that annoyingly blasted the sand into the air around them.

He glanced at her for a millisecond before replying, "Back to the TARDIS"

"Tar- what now?"

"TARDIS!"

"And that is?", she asked.

"My ship"

Another explosion sounded and they were forced to hide behind another rock. The city was just a bit further away. Harry was having a hard time keeping the sand from getting to her lungs and eyes. She wanted to blast them away or vanish them, but it would just get replaced in a second. Plus the promise.

She regretted making it now. Though gunfire sounded like enough danger for her to do something. She thought on it as they ran behind another white rock on the otherwise red sanded planet.

"How far is it?", her voice was slightly breathless as she blinked to clear the sand. She was glad she'd charmed the glasses unbreakable. These could do some scratches. She'd already felt the flying sand nicking at her bare arms.

"Just before the city", he told her as they ran behind another rock. It offered more protection than the ones before, shaped like a flat sideways disk.

"'Kay", she breathed, "Can I do magic?"

He eyed her wand warily, "To do what?"

"Bubble-head Charm. To block the sand"

The Doctor took only a second to give an okay. Harry didn't take even that to say the incantation.

"Bublet", she sighed in relief and breathed clean air deeply, "Much better"

She then turned to the other man and raised her wand in question. He hesitated again before nodding and Harry did it for him too. The man's eyes seemed full of questions as he poked at it with his finger.

"Fascinating…", he muttered before his talk went to some jargon Harry had no hope of understanding. Really. Just like Verde. He could even do it while running from laser gunfire!

The green bond pulsed again, showing interest in the stranger with a leather jacket. Harry felt comforted by the familiar presence. She herself was intrigued too. The Doctor seemed like a nice enough guy. Though he had darkness in him. One she was intimately familiar with.

Guilt. Survivor's guilt and pain of great loss.

Her mind wandered to the brilliant friends she had lost to the war. Hermione. Ron. Fred and George. Luna. Just as always, a heavy cloud settled on her shoulders as her throat tightened. It still hurt. It hurt oh so much but… They were like scars now. Not the gaping wounds they were when she'd first met her Arcobaleno at nineteen.

Not the gaping wound she got a month ago.

All those so very precious to her seemed to be leaving, even though her family was still there somewhat. She knew, in time, she would make peace with it but right now she just… wanted her family as it had been before. Not this… faint echo.

She didn't want this world that had been thrust on her. She hadn't wanted to get summoned to another reality, even if there wasn't anything to do at home. She hadn't wanted it! But… maybe this was just Death's way of saying that she had to move on.

Harry took a deep breath and concentrated back on running for cover, keeping the Doctor in her sight and ignoring the first real gash she got on her arm. Everything else was just pinpricks really.

They were already halfway to the city.

The ground shook and they stumbled. A giant something smashed out of the ground. It was long and didn't have any arms or legs and it was… wait a second.

"Not now!", the Doctor shouted in frustration as he grabbed her hand and they dodged to another boulder.

The worm's, snake's, giant head lowered with a screech and an open mouth, as if to eat them and the Doctor was ready to do something drastic with his blue stick but Harry had a better plan.

"Sstop!", she hissed and the snake stopped in its tracks, big face inches away and the tail half still buried in the sand, "We mean no harm!"

Harry could see the Doctor gaping at her and the sand snake in turn but ignored it.

"Then why isss our home sshot at", it hissed menacingly but still willing to listen.

"We're the oness they're aming for", she told it- him- and smiled, "Can you help us to the edge of the city?"

He seemed to consider it, curious about the strange being that could talk snake but wasn't a snake. He was completely ignorant of the lasers hitting its dark yellow scales. They were just about as irritating to him as a mosquito bite was to a human. These attackers were attacking this curious little creature and he wouldn't stand for that. Neither would his family.

"We will help, hatchling. You and your friend can ride on my back"

"Harry, what are you doing?", the Doctor asked warily.

Harriet grinned, though resented the 'hatchling' comment, "Thank you. I'm Harry and he's the Doctor"

He lowered his head right to them, "I am called Sshmrich. Hop on"

"Harriet Potter!", the Doctor snapped.

She turned to him with that same grin plastered on her face, "I got us a ride!"

He blinked once. Twice. An answering grin bloomed on his lips.

"Oh, you are brilliant! Come on", he praised before turning to the sand snake and climbing to sit right behind its head.

Harry followed and then Shmrich was slithering with a much faster pace than they had a second before. Lasers had gotten sparse from the farthest Gray Warriors but some had started following and they were still being shot at. Harry looked behind with narrowed eyes and tried to see where they were.

She was both shocked and not as she saw other sand snakes shooting from the ground and ripping them apart. The Doctor whooped as they slithered down a dune at a fast pace. Snakes were fast, giant snakes were faster. Harry looked forward again and saw they were almost at the breathtaking city.

"Harry!", the Doctor called over the wind, pointing at one particularly small building, "Tell him to take us there!"

The woman-slash-eternal-girl did so and the snake switched direction easily as breathing. It only took twenty more seconds to reach their destination and the snake stopped with a splash of red sand, the two people on his back whooping and laughing as they slid down. Harriet looked up at him happily.

She didn't remember if she'd been happy at all this month.

"Thank you, Ssmrich. May you and your family stay ssafe"

Smrich inclined his head, "Well met, Harry. May you and your friend find happinesss in the sstars"

She froze, shocked, before warmth spread through her as she watched their brief acquaintance dive back into the sand. It sent a cloud of red up in the air and she watched it sparkle in the place's orange light. Beautiful. Awe-inspiring. It was a long time since she'd seen something as new and amazing as this.

For the first time, she wondered if the summoning really was that bad a thing.

Then she remembered that apart from the Doctor, whom she had met about half an hour ago, she didn't know anyone from this new world she'd gotten dropped in. Scratch that, she didn't know anything about the world itself! It was like the Wizarding World and the Mafia all over again. Seven bonds sent reassurance and she clung to it like a lost child.

The Doctor activated his blue stick and its hum penetrated the silent air. She shivered from cold. It wasn't even that chilly, but she still felt it now that the adrenaline started to fade. Turning around she found herself gaping at a blue police box right next to the small white building. That… shouldn't be here.

It should be on Earth. Her home. In a museum at that.

Her eyes snapped to the Doctor who was still waving the blue thingy around. Straight at her actually. She raised her eyebrows in bemusement before dropping the Bubble-head Charms, deeming it safe to do so. The Doctor jumped a little in surprise and gave her an annoyed glare.

"Don't do that! Whatever your so-called magic does it scrambles the sensors", he grumbled, "I'm trying to figure out what it'll do to my TARDIS"

Harry smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. I didn't think. Concentrated magic sends off some electricity disturbing magnetic waves, and also alters magnetic fields somewhat", he looked up in surprise, "That's why Verde had to do some special adjustments to my phone so it doesn't get fried when I perform bigger feats of magic"

He snapped his fingers, "Of course! Magnetic fields! That means gravity, space and structures also get… But there's something more to it…", and he started fiddling with the whirring blue stick again.

Harry watched in bemusement as his face lit up as if he just found the revelation of a lifetime.

"Oh. Oh! So that's what it is. Fascinating! This was supposed to be gone from the universe. Similar to Carrionites, which are supposed to be a myth, but not really because this has a much bigger scale of meteoric gamma practicalities and mathematically constructed fields…", he trailed off when he saw Harry's deadpan expression. He sighed through his nose and gave a much simpler explanation, "Basically your 'magic' is very versatile and the TARDIS will be unaffected. C'mon in!"

The witch looked on as the man turned around to open the blue (what's with him and blue things?) police box that was supposed to be his ship. She smiled in amusement before following him through the door. Only to find a massive amount of energy inside powering it. It felt like Hogwarts' Room of Requirement and lay lines but still more. It was like water and air. Unstoppable force and gentle touches with room to move in, slipping into everything everywhere.

Her green eyes were wide behind her glasses as she didn't so much look around the kind of Extension Charmed room as she felt. It was like she was gazing into the Veil of Death and the birth of life itself, like a soul, like Flames that are all the types weaved together. Flames of Sky, Earth, and Water together with the Flames of Night. Like a portkey or Lambo's Ten Year Bazooka. Like, like…

Like a Time Turner. But much, much more.

The Doctor was watching her reaction with amusement and pride. Harry's eyes snapped to him, still wide and awed.

"You- The TARDIS is a time machine? A time machine!? And it's-", she stopped as she felt something probe her mental barriers. Harry poked at the gentle intruder curiously and it- she- poked back with a friendly vibe. The sixty-two-year-old was flabbergasted and fascinated and awed at once, "...The TARDIS is telepathic. She's… alive!"

Now it was the Doctor's turn to be astonished.

"Truly, never once has anyone ever had that kind of a reaction when first stepping into my ship", he murmured as he watched the strange witch girl with interest that had sparked the moment she was summoned instead of a deadly being bent on killing him.

A delighted laugh escaped her throat as she looked around with wide, amazed eyes that told stories of a life with hardship and brilliance in equal amounts. They told of a thirst for adventure. For exploring the unknown. Something they apparently shared. Well. She was interesting. And seemed to have her heart in the right place. Also had a superpower that she used expertly and from what he'd seen, used it for good things.

And she was a mystery. Who was he to refuse mysteries? Mysteries were fantastic!

He grinned brightly, "Welcome to the TARDIS. That's an acronym for Time And Relative Dimension In Space", he spun around the controls, flipping switches and pushing buttons as he went, "So, Harriet Potter, we have all of time and space to explore. Where do you want to go first?"

Emerald green locked with stormy blue. A smile on rosy red lips that was full of wonderment and excited anticipation.

It was the start of a new chapter for both the Last Time Lord and the Girl-Who-Lives.

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Well... Thoughts? Thanks for reading.