I own nothing.
He first becomes aware of her when he's ten and she's eight. Rory Williams is sipping from his juice box (apple juice, very nice) in the school cafeteria, just minding his own business, when a commotion erupts three tables down. He watches, mouth falling open, as Amelia Pond, third-grader, ginger and notorious hothead punches a boy twice her size in the face and knocks him clean off his feet. Amelia is hauled off to the headmaster's office for that, defiance still firmly intact and her victim cringing in her wake.
Well, naturally Rory knows what that was about. Everyone knows what that was about; Amelia Pond is a bit of a legend around the school and even if you don't know her, you still know her. The boy who finds himself unfortunate enough to be decked by the redoubtable Amelia Pond without a doubt was mocking her belief in the Raggedy Doctor.
Amelia scares Rory a little bit sometimes. She's incredibly obsessed with that imaginary Doctor of hers—he's all she'll talk about at times, to the point that she's already been to see a psychiatrist, albeit a psychiatrist who abruptly ended contact when his young patient bit him.
At the same time that Amelia scares him, Rory knows he's one of her only friends. He doesn't believe in this Raggedy Doctor (just a game, has to be a game) but he doesn't mock Amelia for it and for that he is essentially her friend for life. Needless to say, Amelia exploits Rory's timid and pliant nature to the extent that before long he finds himself dressing up like her Raggedy Doctor and acting like him for her benefit.
One might wonder why Rory Williams would put up with this sort of demeaning stuff.
Well, the answer is quite simple.
Rory was doomed from the moment he laid eyes on that head of scarlet hair. Amelia was like fire, the most vibrant thing he'd ever seen. She could be so, so kind and she was so lonely beneath all that fire. She was out of this world, she had a smile like the look of angels and seemed more real than anything Rory had ever known. The only way to describe the sensation was something so very painfully clichéd.
'Love at first sight.'
Clichéd, but ultimately very true. Rory took one look at her as she swung her tiny little clenched fist, eyes burning and thought I'm yours forever. Rory Williams took one look at Amelia Pond, dove off the deep end to get to her and never looked back.
Why would he want to?