Log: Welcome to Cardiff! Who: Doctor (13), Doctor (11), Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and OPEN (starting characters) What: Arrival! When: January 27th, 1999 Where: The Rift (Cardiff, Wales)
It had only been a couple of months since they’d come through the Rift, yet the Ministry had done much in a short amount of time. After a few little, tiny, not-so-serious misunderstandings (this was an under-exaggeration), the Doctor had managed to talk sense into the current Minister of Magic regarding her presence and what it might mean for the world- universe, actually. Not to mention how obliviating her never really went well (well, memory loss was always bad for the Doctor. Crazy stories there). She’d just managed to get them calm when the rift opened again- proving her theory correct as another being came through- none other than herself.
That was when the real adventure had begun. Between their two (brilliant) minds, she and her 11th (12th?) incarnation had started to piece together what was happening- or an idea of what was happening. More importantly, they’d both concluded the same thing: whatever was going on would keep happening. Until they could close it. There was going to be an unpredictability to it, and it was probably going to take a little more time to fix than they’d all initially hoped.
It was a beautiful, crisp winter morning in Cardiff. With both Doctors manning a ‘post’ so to speak, the Rift had started acting up and both magical folks and Doctors could feel it.
And 13 (as she’d started referring to herself) had waited eagerly next to her bow-tied younger incarnation, staring at the device they’d constructed that helped to predict this very occurrence.
“Are you sure that thing works?” Harry Potter muttered from behind them, standing next to his best friend looking a bit weary of it all. The young Auror had been assigned to this particular case after expressing his interest in the Rift. From what little he could get out of the Ministry, it seemed that the mysterious doorway was from an unmagical source. While there were several Unspeakables now assigned to the case, they also believed having a security force on hand would prove useful. Just in case.
Enter volunteers Harry Potter and Ron Weasley- fresh-faced from graduating from their training and eager to prove themselves, the two seemed happy to help (well, Harry did, given his inability to look away from a mystery sometimes- and a possible connection it had to his dearly disappeared godfather. But now, as they waited, he couldn’t help but feel a twist in his stomach as they waited.