[RL - Luna - Not a completely bad detour at all]

[timey_wimey]

[Okay, so a hazard of piloting an outdated (but still good!) TARDIS on your own when you were essentially a self-taught pilot was that sometimes, you overshot the mark a little - by a hundred years, a hundred miles, or occasionally something a little more serious

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[saneasme]

[The Burrow was where you went when you had nowhere else to go and Mrs. Weasley wouldn't have otherwise. Not very often, but every now and then. And since she was already something of a neighbor and something like a friend, Luna stayed nearby while her house was being built again, stone by stone. While her father was...not quite like her father, but will be soon because that's how the story is supposed to go. And because he's her father.]

[Which is why she is very shocked, for a given value of shocked, when a blue box lands in the garden. It says Police on the top. She didn't think police came out of boxes. It made a very strange noise before landing, and she wondered if all Police Boxes made that noise. The Doctor stepped out of it, after a little while, which didn't make muh sense because then the box should've said Doctor on top.]

[But he was something of a friend, so she said hello.]

Hello.

i am so not late sob

[timey_wimey]

[Oh dear, he's been spotted. This could be a problem and require some pretty imaginative explanation. Or you know, it would have done, if it had been anyone else. Especially Mrs. Weasley, blimey. Luckily though, when he turns all ready to explain ("Ah, sorry, I seem to have crashed in your back garden... lovely house you have here, by the way!") it's only Luna. So instead, he grins widely.]

Luna! Hello there!

so not later than you ;;

[saneasme]

[It wouldn't be the strangest thing to happen. And there are things happening now that are fairly strange, too. Not even counting the mysterious box. The radishes aren't ruined, at least. And everywhere things are being rebuilt As best as they could, at least. Her house would be back. Wouldn't it? And even if it wasn't, Hogwarts would still be there in the fall.]

How are you doing today, Doctor?

[Because holding a friendly conversation with someone who just landed in the garden is the normal thing to do.]

we can be so not late together 8D

[timey_wimey]

Me? Oh, fine, fine. I think I took a wrong turn somewhere in the Time Vortex, though, because I didn't mean to land in anyone's garden.

[He's strolled over to her now, hands in his pockets and looking quite bemused.] How about you, doing alright?

[saneasme]

Should you have turned left? Or right?

[Time Vortex? They never learned about a Time Vortex. But if the Doctor says it's there, then it's there. She can ask about it later, or not at all, because either way it's there. She plays with the butterbeer necklace when she answers his question. Not everything is fine.]

Good. They're gone now, or going to be. But some things aren't fixed yet. Or found yet.

[Like her father. They found him, but he wasn't really there.]

[timey_wimey]

[He scratches the back of his head.] Not sure, really. Could have been either. Or both. Space gets a bit mixed up when you bring travelling through time into the equation too.

[He nods at her answer, though. It figures that some things are still being picked up and righted after the end of that war. Damage is always harder to fix than it is to cause, he thinks uncharacteristically gloomily.]

Well, that's always going to take time. But I'm sure sooner or later you'll all manage to get things put to rights if you all pitch in together. It'll just be a little slow, that's all.

[saneasme]

Maybe spinning would work?

[If you're going around in circles. Maybe that's how it works. Unless you keep going forward, then it'd be more like a river. Or maybe time was like time, and space was like space, and anything else was just anything else.]

I'm sure everything's going to get better, soon. The house is almost half together and so's my dad.

[She keeps looking at the police box, every now and then. It's out of place but isn't. Out of time, that's probably the better word. And it goes wherever, whenever you want to go. Or so it sounds like. Maybe it doesn't. But she has a question, a very important one, and she thinks she should ask it before she forgets and before he goes backward. Or forward. Or sideways.]

Can you find crumplehorned snorkacks with that?