Scarred Drums

[J. T./Jessica]

Brainstorming and discussion for my Harry Potter/Doctor Who crossover...

[J. T./Jessica]

"But don't worry, Doctor - you won't remember any of this. A little gift from one of your own companions... not that he knows it, of course. My survival and victory here won't even be just a memory."

"You really think that will work, Master? We're Time Lords, after all."

"Oh, I'm quite aware of that fact, Doctor, some alterations did have to be made to the formula, but it's such an interesting compound to begin with. I actually enjoyed working with it, and even though he has no knowledge of his involvement, never let it be said that The Master is ungrateful to those who aid him, not this incarnation of me. Your Captain Harkness and his band of merry men provided me with something I found useful - Magicals only look for spells and potions, Torchwood's 'Retcon' is neither - and I repaid him fairly. All it took was the simple disappearance of the rather obnoxious ape she was to marry to leave her alone on her wedding day and so Jack Harkness is free to comfort and court the woman he loves. After all, Doctor, what's one life lost for two happy lives gained when compared to the deaths of two solar systems simply to send a message, hm?"

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"A musical piece with percussion provided by artillery fired inside a crowded building," Harry clapped his hands, "And I thought humans didn't have a sense of humor."

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(Post-year two)

"How could you do this?"

"Simple, Doctor. They held Dumbledore in the same demi-deific state that we once held Rassilon. You know as well as I do what that led to for Gallifrey," Harry smirked cruelly, "And like a doctor-surgeon, I cut away the diseased part to save the whole."

"Save it for yourself, you mean," The Doctor snapped back.

"I benefit from it, I admit," Harry leaned back, steepling his fingers, "Anyone who does something and then claims they don't benefit is either a fool or a liar."

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"Harry... uh, LeRoy," Harry answered, calmly.

The brunette frowned, something about the name seemed familiar, then she remembered, "A Cornish name?"

"No, I am a Welshman," Harry replied, continuing.

"Knowest thou Fluellen?"

"Yes."

Then Hermione broke the pattern, "Art thou his friend?"

"And his kinsman, too," Harry answered, "Though that's not the next line."

The meaning behind the exchange confirmed it in Hermione's mind, "You're Harry Potter! I've read about you!"

"So have I," He shrugged, "Interesting considering that my Hogwarts letter was the first contact I've had with the magical world since my parents' deaths that I should be in so many books that claim to know the truth of that night when of the four people there, only I survived."

Hermione frowned, "But they claimed to be based on first-hand accounts from you, that you were living well at your family's home."

Harry laughed, then waved his hand, "I'm not laughing at you, just that idea. Until recently, I had no idea the magical world even existed... and as for living well? I lived on an estate in Surrey - Little Whinging - and had no idea I even had a family home."

"But... in the books, they... they said..." Hermione stuttered in confusion.

Harry interrupted, "Allow me to share two pieces of wisdom, Miss Granger... Hermione... The first is that no one is ever exactly what they appear, not the Headmaster, not me, not even you... second, everyone lies, the innocent because they don't want to be blamed, the guilty because they don't want to be caught."

Hermione frowned, "But if everybody lies, why should I believe what you said about people not being what they appear? You could've been lying about it."

Harry smiled at the brunette, "Yes, I could've, couldn't I? That begs the question of am I a liar who appears to be an honest person or an honest person who people think is a liar? If I'm a liar, am I lying because I'm guilty or because I'm innocent? That's why you can't always trust what you see or hear, you have to discover things for yourself, Hermione."

"What do you say you are?"

"See? Already you're learning! I say that I am a jack of all trades, but... unlike the saying goes, of some..." Harry stood up, "I am The Master. Now, the toad."

Reaching into his waistcoat pocket, Harry pulled out his Laser Screwdriver, "This should help find it."

"But electronics don't work around magic!" Hermione exclaimed, evoking a disappointed shake of the head from the dark-haired young man.

"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione," Harry clicked his tongue, "What did I just say about not believing everything you're told?"

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"I've heard about you - Luna Lovegood, right?"

"Don't you mean 'Loony' like everyone else does?"

"No, I mean Luna... anyone who irritates the Weasel-family as much as you seem to from the comments of the Great Maw is worth knowing in my book... Besides sanity is overrated, so even if you are 'loony', that's fine with me."

"Hm, I see how things could be... Ronald and his family see things only as they want them, the truth hurts people like that, doesn't it?"

"That's the difference between being a dreamer and just being delusional."

Luna smiled, "I think I'll like you... Harry Potter-Magister-Saxon."

"Please, Luna," Harry leaned back and smiled, "Simply 'Master' will do."

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Harry held his wand under Draco's chin and his Laser Screwdriver near the silver-blond boy's eye, "You can have your prejudices, even I do, but take care to have them quietly."

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Harry deals with Lockhart between Diagon Alley and Hogwarts by using his T.C.E. and leaving Dumbles to panick when his DADA teacher doesn't show?

End of year one, Harry vs. Quirrelmort, Harry comments that he thinks Dumbledore is behind all the books showing Harry as a hero, expecting him to try to live up to that reputation because of his parents... "He was wrong."

Two-part thought; Voldemort had Quirrel possessed in year one... Unless there's something about Ginny we weren't told, it was the soul fragment that used Parseltounge in year two, so Quirrelmort could have accessed the Chamber of Secrets in year one... Second part; Master!Harry does, using a pair of mirrored sunglasses to handle the Basilisk - immune to its own sight and the mirrors would protect Harry, and using the Master's hypnotic abilities puts it under his control and his alone... bad news for the Weaselette and the Diary Horcrux in year two, ya?

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Wands, thinking the Holly/Phoenix Feather for appearances' sake, but a special one for when the Laser Screwdriver won't do (classes and such)... wood from the forests of the Vashta Narada, capped with stone from a Weeping Angel, perhaps? I'm not sure...

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Halloween year one, Harry sends either Hedwig or a patronus after Hermione before proceeding to give Ron a 'practical demonstration on the importance of proper pronunciation' - that is, leviatating him out the window and dropping and catching him a few times while commenting that it would be very bad for Ronald if Harry himself suddenly mispronounced Wingardium Leviosa.

When told to let him down at the end of class, comments that he could do that... or he could tie a rope to his leg and someone could drag him along like an ugly balloon. And a nice little threat about Hermione being under Harry's personal protection and any further remarks or threats would place Ron firmly on his bad side, a place he most likely would not enjoy being.

Laser Screwdriver shatters the Troll's club, "You see, that may be a silly little ape, but there's one important distinction that if you had the intelligence for you would need to be made aware of... she happens to be my silly little ape."

T.C.E. to eliminate the troll, hypnosis for Hermione to not mention it and a rapid escape before the teachers show.

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I'm thinking of something a little naughty for the first transfiguration lesson, based on the whole 'visualization' part of it... Harry transfigures Hermione's sensible underwear into something sexy.

Not quite sure what her reaction to it will be...

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The Master will reach the conclusion that while the whole 'where's nine and three-quarters' thing was a set-up either by Dumbledore or Molly herself, the Weasleys being on the mundane side of King's Cross is an honest result of Arthur's mundane-obsessed ways, why take the floo - near instantanous - when you can take the car - mundane invention, brilliant - type thing.

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Harry, Neville, Hermione and Susan in the boat...

Crabbe and Goyle end up in Hufflepuff instead of Slytherin.

Harry lists off different opinions of the four houses, "Arrogant... Bigoted... Insular... Fools" before going into Gryffindor with Hermione (G) and Neville (L) (Comes before P).

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Not sure where it fits in, but I had this amusing idea for a scene where a girl does the fangirl yelling out 'I want to have your babies!' thing.

Harry shrugs with an 'Okay' and tosses her a bag of Jelly Babies.

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Harry/The Master
Hermione (Rose)
Neville (Jack)
Susan (Martha)
Luna (Donna)
Fred
George (Mickey)

"You wanted me to be a weapon, your request has been... granted. Though mundanes have a saying about 'smart weapons', a rather intelligent saying, I'll admit," The Master calmly snapped his fingers four times, "It goes 'they find stupid people, too'."

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"There's nothing wrong with my mind," Harry remarked.

"Somehow, I doubt that," Hermione muttered.

"Being insane yourself in a world that's insane is often the only sane course of action, my dear girl."

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"What was it the American said? Something about negotiations, fortresses and a certain... virgo caput capitis, I believe," The Master commented with a self-satisfied smirk as he folded his arms behind his back and began to stroll out of the classroom.

Mon; History in the morning
Tues: Charms in the morning, Herbology in the afternoon
Wed; DADA in the morning; Herbology in the afternoon; Astronomy at mitternacht.
Thurs; Transfiguration in the morning (Flying practice the second week's afternoon.), Herbology in the afternoon
Fri; Double Potions, afternoon off.