Removing the Ribbon
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, any related characters and/or concepts belong to JK Rowling and/or Bloomsbury and Scholastic Publishing companies and/or Warner Brothers Studios. Likewise I do not own Doctor Who, any related characters and/or concepts belong to the BBC. I am a mere Fanfiction writer with far too much time on her hands.
Spoilers: Post Stolen Earth, no Journey's End, and AU where Rose and the Meta stayed. Set after "Forming Family", "Tiny Traveler", "Procuring a Professor For Potter", "Quite the Day", "How Harry Met Hedwig" and "Magical Madness".
Prologue:
Headmaster Longbottom surveyed the incoming class as they took their seats in the bleachers. They were small, being Reception age, and so lively.
He grinned, feeling their contagious enthusiasm seeping into his old bones. Harry had been right, all those years ago, and he was glad they listened.
The children settled, buzzing in excitement and anticipation, and waited for him to speak.
He stepped forward, put his wand to his voice box, and intoned in a magically enhanced voice, "Welcome, my children, welcome, to the Potter Primary School for Magical Children," he smiled, "today is the first day of the rest of your lives. So, without further ado, let's get you sorted."
As he watched, Neville Longbottom briefly wondered where his old friend was but shrugged that thought off as he had a feeling that they would appear sooner rather than later.
Indeed, as soon as everyone had been sorted but before he could begin speaking again, a wheezing, whooping sound echoed in the auditorium as a red muggle phone box began fading in. As soon as the contraption landed, the side decorated by a golden hieroglyph as tall as a man facing the children, the doors opened and out walked a man.
He was grinning and waved to the children, booming in a great, deep voice, "Hello kids!"
They predictably went nuts, rushing him and babbling away. Neville tried to be annoyed, he really did, but couldn't quite manage to do so. He chuckled as his friend plucked up the littlest child, a girl afflicted with dwarfism, to make sure she didn't get trampled by accident.
The Auror, his childhood friend, knew how to get children excited about learning. Anything else was worth it.
