"Uh, thanks," Harry spoke, blushing a little as Robin embraced him. He looked at the black spot and frowned grimly, "What will happen to him now Doctor?"<br/><br/>"Well, he won't die, but it'll take him a very long time to reform again," the Doctor said, nodding at Robin with a small smile on his roughly shaven face. "I'll use the TARDIS to drag whats left of him into space, along with his Toy Room. When he does finally reform I'll make sure that  it will be in the middle of space and he'll be in orbit of a super nova. I think we can all agree that it will be a very long time before he finally pulls himself together."<br/><br/>"And what about us Doctor?" Harry asked, gesturing to the students and the school. "We were... his creations. What does that mean for us?"<br/><br/>"Absolutely nothing," the Doctor replied with a grin. "Come on... just because he created this world doesn't mean it has to end with him. You're even better than the real Harry potter, Harry, you defeated Voldermort at the age of ten! You've got six year on the fictional Harry."<br/><br/>"Besides, look at this place!" The Doctor said and spun on the spot as he gestured to the entire grand hall. "A world of incredible technology that allows humans to bend reality to their will! A place full of monsters and wonderful creatures! It's so amazing that it almost makes me want to stay!"<br/><br/>"You won't stay?" Harry asked, sounding a little glum.<br/><br/>"It's not my world Harry," the Doctor replied with a shake of his head. "I can't be your defense against the Dark Arts teacher, although I would really recommend an old friend of your Dad's, Reemus Lupin, he'll be brilliant!" The Doctor said before ruffling Harry's hair. "Who cares that you've got rid of the mean old wizard again? You've saved hundreds of lives and you've still got adventures to go on. There's still the Prisoner of Azkaban and a lot of other pests to deal with, like that runaway Basilisk, but nothing that you and your wonderful school can't handle."