I will be adding in a few characters you guys may recognize to the story to help save Juliet! How awesome! I hope you LOVE this chapter! Thanks and enjoy.

Chase Carson's POV – Hogwarts – That Night

I walked in to Hogwarts and smiled. I missed this school. My parents were professors here before the Harlows killed them to get me. They could change me and hurt me all they wanted, but I would come for her. I would never leave my sister. My Juliet. I looked around and guessed she would be in Gryffindor. She was so brave and I couldn't wait to see her again.

I ran up to the Gryffindor common room as fast as I could and stopped at the top. There was a password to get in, and I had no clue what it was. A boy with green eyes and jet blck hair stepped out as I was trying to think of what to say.

"Hi," I said to him sheepishly. "I'm looking for Juliet Potter."

His eyes widened and he took me by the arm, dragging me somewhere. How rude, I thought. I looked around for her, desperate to find her. Five years I'd waited for her and she was nowhere to be found.

After a while he brought me into a large room that seemed to be inside a small telephone box. I looked at the tall man standing in the middle of the room. He looked stern and stressed. He seemed to scan me with his eyes as the boy explained the situation to him. There were others standing around me, a brown haired girl, a red haired boy, a black haired blue eyed boy, and a woman with hair like the red head.

"What do you know about Juliet?" He asked me seriously.

"What do you know of her? She was basically my sister. I found her when I was five. She was small and frail. Only four years old. She loved me like I was a brother and so I protected her like one. Years passed and she was beaten, more than any of the other children lured into that horrible place. She and I managed to escape one day. I was planning for the exact right moment and when it finally came I helped her out, but to my own cost. After I found a place for her I was found and caught. When you escape like that the punishment is horrible. They considered it a gift, but I consider it a curse. I became a monster. I never wanted her to see me like this. She's afraid of their kind, no matter how many chances she gives you she will never give them another chance," I explained.

The brown haired girl gasped and hugged me. I knew she felt pity for me, but I didn't care. I wasn't the one that got it worse off.

"Who are you?" The green eyed boy asked me. There was recognition in his voice as if he knew something about me.

"Who am I? Well there's a question. I'm Chase Carson," I answered honestly. "I assume you're Harry Potter."

Harry nodded to me, his mouth hanging open in shock. People who know Juliet seem to have that reaction. They act like they know me, but it's only what Juliet has told them of me. Just that.

Juliet's POV – The Master's Dwelling – Night

I woke up feeling a large needle slide into my arm. I struggled, but it was no use. I was strapped in somewhere. It was dark and grim in there, so I figured it was night.

"W-where am I?" I asked, still trying to beat the affects of whatever had knocked me out.

"You're at my home, Ms. Potter," The Master's voice rang out with delight. "Just in the Forest by your school I found a leftover hut, so I made it my own."

I was by Hogwarts. I could get help. There was still hope. I tried to think of who to call for, or something that I'd hoped to find or to find me. It was nagging me in the back of my head until I found locked up childhood memories. Ones of a certain blond boy. His deep blue eyes shown perfectly in my thoughts and that's all I could see.

"CHASE!" I called desperately.

I knew it was worthless to call his name, but Chase was my only hope. Anyone who knew me knew how important he was to me. If they heard it they could find me. They'd know it had to be me. So I called again and again. The Master laughed and walked off somewhere else in the hut. I just stood there and called until my voice ran out. My beacon of hope. My Chase.

Chase's POV – The TARDIS – Night

As the Doctor finished filling me in on what was happening I heard something faint, but I could only guess what it was. I ran out of the room and it was just clear enough to make out what it said. My name, and just my name. Juliet was still alive wherever she was, and she was looking for me. I looked at the boy the Doctor had called Tom and then ran. I knew I'd find her. With each call the voice got weaker and weaker, but I would find it. For the one thing the vampires could never take away, for the one that could help me. For Juliet and that was it. I would find her.

As I ran towards the forest a group of people stood in my way. They stood there as though they were waiting. As the others caught up to me out of breath I approached them cautiously. There were two young women, two older women, a younger man, an older man, and a man that looked like he was in his 30s. I frowned as I looked at the group of them. The Doctor, who was now standing right next to me, gaped like they were supposed to be dead or something.

"Doctor!" Exclaimed one of the young girls. She had shoulder length, dirty blond hair and brown eyes. She hugged the Doctor tightly, who seemed completely glad to see her.

There was one that I recognized. Martha Jones. I met her one day when I was young. Her parents babysat me when I was about four. She was really nice to me, but I didn't think she recognized me, until I got my hug. I laughed and looked at her closely. She had grown, but that was inevitable as she was only about 11 at the time, but she looked great.

"What are you doing here?" She asked me excitedly.

"I'm here to help the Doctor save my friend," I replied, still stunned by the fact that she was here.

"Same," She said. She had an excited sparkle in her eyes, which made me so glad to see her again.