Please read!

First of all, I'd like to say that a lot of characters in this story will be out of character. IT IS NOT THAT I HATE SOME CHARACTERS AND LOVE OTHERS, I just wanted to make them differently. I absolutely love Jack and Rose, but I wanted to make them some unique villains instead of making up some random alien race or human threat. I wanted to use pre-existing characters.

Secondly, I don't own Doctor Who or Harry Potter. This is not a crossover but I do use something from Harry Potter in this fanfiction, just cause I thought it would fit.

Thirdly, there is a lot of violence and tw if you're homophobic cause damn they gay af

None of this is meant to offend anyone in any way! Please understand that.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

At Gallifrey High, there was one rule, and it was that Jack Harkness ruled the school. Charming, flirty, and all around good-looking, he was certainly the nicest and most popular boy around. He was hardworking, achieved good grades in all his classes, and was the quarterback of the football team. He was respectful and helped out teachers when he could, whether it was picking up papers or getting them coffee in the mornings. Jack Harkness was capable of doing no wrong, as he was the perfect student and absolutely wonderful and polite to all.

The student body knew better, however. Jack Harkness was a bully and none of the teachers seemed to care. Neither did his girlfriend, Rose Tyler (who was just as popular as he), even though she disliked bullying. She had eyes only for Jack, and Jack for her (or so she thought) but there was another boy, Koschei Oakdown, who seemed to just want to get to know Rose Tyler and be friends, but he never did get the chance because of Jack.

How Jack hated Koschei Oakdown. In fact, he hated most of the little nerd group- Koschei Oakdown, the slightly insane boy who was plainly in love with his best friend; Theta Sigma or 'The Doctor' as he insisted, a nerdy, stuttering, shy genius with an abusive father; Martha Jones, the wannabe doctor; Donna Noble, the fast-talking, fiery tempered woman from Chiswick who even Jack was a little afraid of; and Mickey Smith, who Jack really couldn't find a purpose for other than tagging along like a dog.

Generally, he left Donna and Mickey alone, Donna because she was scary and Mickey because he wasn't really of any importance. He liked to target Koschei and Theta the most, and sometimes Martha Jones, but Koschei, when he could be found, was more frustrating to torment than 'The Doctor', who was around much more often and more easily scared.

In fact, Jack had most all of his classes with the nerdy Ravenclaw (a nickname he'd given to the younger boy as a nod to Harry Potter, Jack's favorite series, placing Theta in the most useless, nerdy and terrible house there was, in Jack's opinion) and therefore was able to get Theta to do his homework for him, achieving his good grades and a top spot in every class. He had most classes with Koschei too, but for whatever reason, Koschei was remarkably good at avoiding Jack. It was like he was only found when he wanted to be, and that annoyed Jack to no end.

However, today was Monday, which meant a whole new week of exciting opportunities and make-out sessions with Rose (and maybe Ianto) in the janitor's closet.

He checked himself in the mirror, making sure he looked good before throwing his bag over his shoulder and heading out to school, calling goodbye to his parents. It was a ten-minute walk to school, so he took his time walking, arriving fifteen minutes before the bell rang to signal classes beginning. He put his things and his grandfather's jacket from WWII into his locker and went to find Rose, who was hanging out with her friends- some unnamable girls Jack hadn't taken notice of as the more annoyingly popular girls he chose to stay away from.

"Hey sweetie," he said as Rose jumped into his arms happily.

"'ello!" Rose said enthusiastically. "Christina was just tellin' me how Britney said that Evelina said to Johnson who 'ad heard from Christopher that Donna Noble 'ad a boyfriend!"

"Fascinating," Jack said, looking sneakily for Ianto. He didn't care about Donna Noble besides the fact that he didn't like her.

"An' so when Chris 'eard that he was all like..." Rose's babbling droned into the background as he saw the group he despised enter the main hallway.

"...an' then I said that he wouldn't even like science fiction anyway, an'-"

"Sorry, love," Jack said, looking tenderly at her. "I have to go get my homework. I'll see you in first period, okay?" He gave her a quick kiss and then slipped away to confront Theta about his homework. He was at his locker, trying to put books in, when Jack came up behind him and shoved them all out of his hands. Theta whirled around, crying a 'h-hey!' before he saw just who it was and looking down at the ground.

"Homework, Ravenclaw," Jack demanded. Immediately the Doctor dropped to the ground, scrambling for various pieces of paper he knew to be Jack's homework.

"You got my homework on the ground?" Jack asked, choosing to forget the fact that he was the one to make everything fall in the first place.

"I-I'm sorry," Theta whispered, frantically gathering everything up before giving it to Jack, not meeting his eyes.

"You'd better be," he muttered, then deciding to forego any physical punishment, he turned and made his way to his first period, aware of the hateful glares from the rest of Theta's little friends.

The Doctor sat miserably, staring at all of his unorganized papers and homeworks he'd have to reorganize during study hall.

"Hey now," Donna said, kneeling to help him pick everything up, "You're okay. At least he didn't hurt you this time."

"I-I... I guess..." the Doctor managed to choke out, though it wasn't very loud. Martha, Mickey and Koschei all helped him pick everything up too, and he barely made it to his first period before the bell rang.

"Sigma, how nice of you to join us. Have a seat," Borusa said, motioning to the back of the class where the Doctor usually liked to sit anyway. He gulped and made his way to his seat, narrowly avoiding Jack's protruding foot in the aisle and tripping. He heard snickers but pretended to pay them no mind.

It was a long first period, which didn't usually happen for the Doctor because he liked trigonometry, but he was glad when it was over and made his way out. English was a bit tense for him as they'd needed to get in groups and he was chosen for Jack and Rose's group.

"Where's your lit'le friend?" Rose asked mockingly. "Y'know, the one that follows me around?"

"H-he's i-in calculus," the Doctor whispered, having memorized Koschei's schedule.

Jack barked out a laugh. "Calculus is the only word he can say without stuttering! My god, Ravenclaw, you really are a nerd."

The Doctor's ears burned and he finished all three of their projects by himself, Jack and Rose thankfully too busy in making snide comments about him and his friends so that he didn't have to talk. The second the bell rang, he bolted for his next period (thankfully it was History with 'Chei and Donna) and ignored the shouts of 'Where ya going, Ravenclaw?' following him all the way.

He got there two minutes early, allowing him to sit next to the Master and Donna and talk for a little bit. History was the Doctor's favorite subject, next to science, and he always helped his friends if they couldn't understand the material, even though history was relatively easy.

"Are you okay?" The Master whispered to the Doctor after the bell rang.

I am now that I'm away from Jack, he thought, but he'd never be able to say that out loud and be quick enough at the same time for his teacher not to hear, so he just nodded and focused on the Revolutionary War.

Fourth period was relatively uneventful even though Jack and Koschei were in his Chemistry class. Surprisingly, this was the only class Jack seemed to not notice him in. The Doctor had asked Koschei, and he had just smiled and said he didn't know.

Finally, it was lunch. Theta enjoyed lunch, even though he didn't always have enough to eat and had to be given food from his friends.

"'Chei," Martha asked the blonde-haired boy, "Why is it that nobody ever sees you if you don't want them to?"

He shrugged. "I learned how to blend in and not be seen a long time ago. D'you wanna see?" He grinned and stood up. Everyone at the table watched him saunter over to Jack's table where he was sitting with Rose. He leaned over and said something to her, then she leaned away and Jack stood up, clearly angry. Koschei laughed and began walking away, and even though Martha followed him with her eyes, a student passed her line of vision and he was gone. Jack apparently had lost sight of him too, and the anger and confusion on his face was enough for the rest of them to softly laugh at.

"That's how you do it," the Master said, having suddenly reappeared at the table and was now eating Mickey's pudding.

"Oi," Mickey said, but he didn't try to take it back.

The Master merely shrugged and the conversation drifted to different topics, including what time their study group would be that night at the library.

"I- I think s-s-s-" the Doctor looked angry at his inability to pronounce the word. "S-seven," he finally spit out. "Seven, tonight... a-and w-we can do wha-atever you guys need ca-atching up on-n..."

"Seven sounds good for me," the Master immediately agreed. Everyone else murmured their agreement and the Doctor grinned. He loved helping them all study, even if he was ahead in his classes and still had to do the work for Jack Harkness. He usually breezed through it and it wasn't a problem. Plus, being at the library and doing whatever homework he had kept him away from his father, and he usually came home late enough that he had passed out already.

"D'we all wanna go to that new ice-cream parlor that's just opened, two blocks down?" Donna asked. "I've heard it's good, and we can waste time before heading to the library."

"I've been wanting to try that place," Martha agreed. "Let's do it."

Finally after study hall, PE and computer class (all with Koschei and Jack, except study hall where it was all of his friends except Martha and also Jack and Rose), the signal for the end of school rang, and the Doctor went to his locker and grabbed his long brown coat before he shut it and waited for Jack to come give him his homework. Martha, who noticed how long it was taking this time, offered to wait with him, but he said no and to just meet him at the ice-cream parlor. Martha frowned but left it.

The Doctor waited, and waited, and the longer he waited to more nervous he got. Soon, everyone else had left school, including Rose Tyler as he had seen her with her friends, and yet still the Doctor waited. He cursed himself for being so weak and unable to leave. He paced around the hallway, muttering under his breath and avoiding the stray teachers that wandered about.

Finally, the minute before he was going to leave, Jack appeared.

"Well well well," Jack said. "Look at my perfectly trained little pet!"

Instantly the Doctor stopped his pacing where he was and stared resolutely at the ground, a tight grip on his backpack with one hand. He wished now he had had the courage to leave.

"I left my bag in the library, unfortunately," Jack said, referring to the school library. "Come with me."

It wasn't a question. The Doctor followed him, still not making a sound. They reached the library and to the Doctor's horror, it seemed the librarian had left for the day. Suddenly, he flinched violently as he felt hands grab him and shove him into the rows of books and leading them to a corner, effectively hiding them from view and preventing the Doctor from escaping.

"So you think," Jack spat as the Doctor cowered into the wall, "That you can just slack on my homework and forget to give me some of it?"

"W-what?" The Doctor asked, completely confused, then found himself reeling after a slap to the face.

"Don't talk when I'm talking," Jack thundered, "Ever. New rule, got it?"

The Doctor nodded meekly.

"So today," Jack said, "You're gonna go explain to Mr. Williams why I should be excused for the missing assignment you gave me."

"B-but-"

"What the hell did I say about talking?!" Jack roared, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up a good two feet off the ground. The Doctor's hands scrabbled wildly at Jack's own, trying to make him release his life-threatening grip. A minute passed, and the Doctor's mouth flapped open but no sound came out. His kicking and struggling became weaker. The lack of oxygen flow was getting to him, and he felt darkness overwhelm him.

"That's exactly what I thought," Jack muttered as he let go of the pinstriped boy, letting him fall to the ground, unconscious. He waited for the pale boy to get up.

"C'mon," he said, kicking him in the ribs as if that would help. "Get up, come on."

There was no movement. Jack kicked him again.

And then with a gasp, the Doctor sat up, coughing and panting and holding his side. His eyes were wild and he didn't seem to be able to focus on anything. His breathing was short and erratic, and he was shaking violently.

Jack was unsure how to handle this, so he tried to just act normal. "Come on, Sigma, you have some explaining to do for Mr. Williams." Theta sat on the ground still, and it seemed all the color had gone out of his face. "What's wrong with you?" Jack extended a hand to try and help the other boy up, but this was met with a violent flinch and a small cry. Theta seemed to realize he'd just made noise and shoved his hand into his mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that came with the tears flowing down his face.

"Oh, no," Jack said, sitting beside him. "Oh god, you're having a panic attack, aren't you?"

Theta had now shoved himself into the corner and was now curled into a tight ball. He was muttering something, and upon closer listening, Jack heard an incessant stream of I'm sorry, I'm so sorry over and over again, and every so often he'd beg please! as if he had done something wrong.

"Oh my god," Jack said, studying the boy to make sure it was a panic attack before he did anything else. Sweat poured off of him, he was shaking and trembling and he looked terrified. He was close to hyperventilating. Jack knelt next to him and took him by the shoulders despite Theta's attempts to crawl away from him.

"Theta," he said. "Theta." No response. "Doctor!"

Brown eyes snapped up to look at Jack's own blue ones. "Breathe. Breathe with me, come on. You can do it." Jack showed him. In. Out. In. Out.

The Doctor was trying, he could see. "You can do it," Jack said. "In, out... In, out, that's good. Good job."

Knowing that he was a little calmer but still feeling detached from his surroundings, Jack said, "Now point out five things you can see."

The Doctor's breath hitched but he tried to keep it steady. He looked uncertain.

"You can talk," Jack assured. "You can talk, I won't hurt you."

"The-" Theta paused, hunching in on himself and looking ready to take a hit as he glanced at Jack with afraid eyes. "Th-the wood pan-neling, o-on the wa-a-alls."

"Good," Jack said, "Another thing?"

"Y-y-y-y-" the syllable died on his tongue with a frustrated sigh. Jack encouraged him to keep trying.

"Y-y-you!" The Doctor finally spat out, and began breathing rapidly again for fear he'd get in trouble for saying anything to do with Jack.

"That's right, I'm here, and I'm not gonna hurt you," Jack assured. "Come on, Doctor, breathe again. In, out, in, out." He said it methodically. "What's something else you can see?"

The Doctor looked around, his eyes landing on his backpack to the right. "M-m-my... my backpack." He was definitely calming down now. "My backpack, a-and..." he paused. "Th-the booksh-shelf?"

"That's good," Jack said. "What kind of books are they, on that bookshelf?"

The Doctor peered around Jack, trying to see. "N-n-non fiction," he whispered, now having calmed down and realizing the situation he was in.

"Non-fiction is good," Jack said. "D'you like non fiction?"

The Doctor nodded.

"No, no, come on, talk to me. What kind of nonfiction do you like? Like what books?"

The Doctor was now really confused and very nervous. This was a trick. It had to be. Nobody like Jack ever tried to kill him and then tried to be nice to him.

"W-w-why..." he hated himself for not being able to speak louder than a whisper. He felt tired and drained and nervous, and all he wanted to do was be with his friends. "W-why a-are... w-why are y-you being n-n-nice?"

Jack sighed and sat next to him rather than in front of him. "I didn't mean to choke you. I don't know why I did. I thought I had killed you. And then you were having a really bad panic attack, because of me I reckon, and I know those aren't fun, so I tried to calm you down. I don't know if I'm helping you, though, or making you more nervous."

The Doctor didn't say anything, only flinching when Jack raised his hand to scratch his head.

"I guess," Jack finally said after a while, "the student body isn't wrong about me being a bully."

The Doctor winced and avoided eye contact.

"I was just really mad today," Jack continued as if he hadn't hated the Doctor for the past three years of their high school years. "Rose, you know, she's always such a gossip and she believed some stupid shit about me and this kid Ianto having makeout sessions. I'm not gay."

The Doctor couldn't help but give a disbelieving look. Jack laughed nervously. "Alright, so I'm pansexual." He looked around as if someone would catch him saying that out loud. "And I know you're thinking why would I cheat on Rose?" He paused, thinking. "I just don't get the same feelings for her that I used to. She's great, and everything, but she's just not the one, you know?"

The Doctor pressed his lips together.

"And so earlier I think she broke up with me. That's okay, cause now I don't have to break up with her." Jack hugged his knees to his chest, mirroring the Doctor's position. "And I now know you're thinking why is he telling me all this? And honestly I don't really know, but you're good at listening, and I sort of feel like I owe it to you after- well, you know."

Theta remained silent, wondering if he should speak, or if he could even muster the courage to speak.

"I'm not-" Jack began, then swiftly cut himself off. "I'm... I'm not who everyone thinks I am."

The Doctor was cold now, even though the library was warm and the sun was still shining.

"I mean, the teachers all think I'm great. The student body hates me." He thought for a moment. "You hate me, and your friends I think, and now Rose. And- and I want to not be like this in everyone's eyes. I want to be normal, and get with Ianto." He grinned at just saying the name. "He's- Ianto- he's pretty great, you know, and we study together, even though I make you do my homework-" the Doctor flinched at this "-and he's really handsome, and kind, and sweet and mellow and wonderful, and his eyes are the best and he's so gentle." He sighed happily. "He gets me coffee every day, you know? He's really wonderful and I-"

Jack paused. "I think," he whispered, looking right into the Doctor's eyes, "I- I think I love him." He giggled like a schoolgirl who had a crush and the Doctor looked highly uncomfortable. "I never said that about Rose. I mean, I said it to her because I think she loved me, but I don't think I ever loved her like she loved me."

He sighed, shifting to lean against the Doctor, who stiffened and managed to only let out a small whimper, but Jack didn't seem to notice. "I think I mostly got with Rose to please my dad, you know. He doesn't like gays. And I don't know, maybe he's right, because I've always been so afraid to- to, you know, show that side of myself, I guess, and I guess he's right, you know, maybe."

"H-he..." the Doctor swallowed nervously, not raising his voice above a barely audible whisper. "He's not."

"Well, he's always told me that those kind of people- well, my kind of people-" he said that in a delighted whisper "-are bad, you know, cause they- they're wrong or something, that's what he says. I'm wrong. It's not normal to like anything other than a girl, or if you're a girl you have to like a guy. I'm just- I'm scared, okay?"

"Why?" One-syllable words were easiest to get out.

"Cause-" Jack shifted and the Doctor did all he could to not flinch. "Cause he said that if I ever was gay again, he'd send me to the therapy."

They both shuddered at that statement. The Doctor himself wasn't particularly attracted to anything, but he could understand why being shocked in the head in order to manipulate someone to love the 'correct' gender was terrifying. He didn't want to be shocked in order to love something when his heart truly didn't. He made a mental note to research what it was called when you weren't really attracted to anything.

"Of course," Jack said hoarsely, "I've already been, once."

There was silence for a minute. "Well, not like, one time, ever, but I've been to sessions until I convinced them I wasn't gay anymore. And it hurt."

Denying yourself or the shock therapy? The Doctor thought.

"And I think that's why I'm so afraid, because I- I know you and Koschei, you're part of the- the- you know, the community, and I think I've been taking out my anger and confusion on you. And Oakdown, when I can find him, but he's never around. So mostly it's you."

"'Chei's not gay," the Doctor thought aloud, forgetting every pretense to be afraid.

Jack twisted around to face him. "Of course he is."

Hesitantly, the Doctor shook his head. "He- he's never h-had a boyfriend," he explained. "N-n-never had a-anyone."

"You're blind, Ravenclaw! For all your smarts, you're so blind." Jack laughed, and for the first time in the Doctor's memory he hadn't meant the nickname Ravenclaw in a demeaning way. "Oakdown has always been in love with you."

The Doctor was so shocked that even if he could've spoken normally, nothing would have come out.

"M-m-me?"