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The Doctor's Child

Summary:

DW timeline starts at "The Doctor's Wife" with the 11th and HP is pre-books.
T.A.R.D.I.S. knows her time with real human interaction is coming to an end and when the Doctor frees her in the control room, she does the one thing that she knows will break his heart and start to mend it little by little. She sends a spark of life full of DNA information from the Doctor and her host, as well as her own energy into that little blue ball that her Thief loves so much, to find the vessel the most adequate to nestle this new life. What she doesn't know, for all her power, is that the transfer breaks the mind of an already fragile woman with deadly weapons.
Bellatrix Lestrange loses what is left of her mind and just a shy 3 months of term, she's sent to Azkaban for torture and intent of murder. A little miracle born in a place of eternal sorrow. Bellatrix can't take care of a baby and hide him form dementors and guards, she knows that, so she sends a prayer through time and space and a certain bow-tie wearing Time-Lord answers it. But what happens when the child of a Time Lord and a T.A.R.D.I.S. is born in Azkaban of all places?. — starts at The Doctor's Wife .

Notes:

Disclaimer: Doctor Who, Torchwood, Harry Potter and any other crossing characters belong to their respective owner. This is a purely non-lucrative hobby and shall remain as such.

Fandom: Doctor WhoxHarry PotterxTorchwood in big timey wimey… thing…

Rating: General rating M, Chapter rating T for T.A.R.D.I.S. crazy and tears

Chapter 1: Prologue

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The T.A.R.D.I.S. felt her energy leave slowly the vessel named Idris and couldn't help feeling a figurative pang in the chest. Everything had all happened so quickly, she'd rediscovered her Thief and felt his warmth against her in ways she'd never had before and it was all so confusing and amazing and sad. She knew her Thief well and even if she would always be there, this level of sentience could never be achieved again, after she dealt with the House and gone back into her proper place. And she knew that her Doctor would feel sad and cheated, and guilty and some many wonderful and sad emotions proper to those like him and his two companions, emotions she didn't know, couldn't know before and now would never experience again.

But as the energy was leaving her carnal host, as she felt less and less like these sentient beings she'd always welcomed into herself and more and more like the dozing presence she'd always been and always would be, she made a decision.

She knew that this was a decision that could rock the foundations of Time and Space and everything in between. She knew that this could be the decision that would make or break her little Thief, her Doctor. But she was a T.A.R.D.I.S. type 40, the last of her kind, a Mad Man's Blue Box and she always knew what her Mad Man needed. And right there and then, he needed warmth, family, companionship, life, LOVE. Love unlike that of her Thief's Little Singing Creek, love of family, love of life.

Processing with but a thought and a wish as she outwardly continued to let her energy retrieve control of herself, she gleaned the information and the data she needed, a couple of strands from the Doctor's DNA, a couple of strands from her dying vessel, a spark of Huonic energy from her own heart and a boost of power to send it all into that small blue ball of a planet that her Thief loved so much, in search of a viable vessel to recoup the x chromosome and create the most beautiful, amazing, terrifying spark. A new life.