A/N: This is only my second story!!! Hope you enjoy!!!

Chapter 1

Harry found Ron and Hermione seated in the Great Hall, enjoying their breakfast. Taking an empty seat next to Ron, Harry groaned and grabbed a slice of toast from a platter in the centre of the table.

"What's up, mate" Ron asked, taking a swig of pumpkin juice and wiping his mouth on the sleeve of his robes.

"Ron!" Hermione said, hitting him with the book she had been reading, "That's disgusting!"

Ignoring her, Ron kept his eyes fixed on Harry.

"Nothing, I'm just in a bad mood, that's all." Harry replied, "We've got Defence Against the Dark Arts first, and that means Umbridge."

Ron nodded darkly, "I know, but at least it will be over soon enough. At least we don't have it last. Then we'd have to wait all day for the class to come."

Still grumbling, Harry finished his breakfast, and the trio began to make their way out of the Great Hall, ignoring the glowering Slytherins as they went.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts class room was situated on the fifth floor, so it was quite a trek. Slowly, Harry, Ron and Hermione climbed up the stairs, pacing themselves so they didn't get to the class before any of the other class mates. As they reached the third floor corridor, however, they stopped suddenly, hearing a large, audible crash to the door on their right.

"Come on," Ron said, beginning to walk again, "It's probably just some stupid first years carrying on."

Curiosity was getting the better of Harry though. He edged forwards, Hermione directly behind.

"Guys, we're going to be late." Ron stated.

"You sound as if you're anxious to get to class or something." Hermione said, stifling a laugh.

"Well, I'm surprised you're not." Ron replied.

" Ron, it's Umbridge! Surely-!" Hermione began, before getting cut off by Harry.

"Shhh!" He persisted, taking another step towards the door.

Just as he reached out a hand to open the door though, the door crashed opened on its own accord. The trio jumped backwards in shock. A blue box was situated in there, taking up all the space of the room, as it was only a broom cupboard.

Before Harry, Ron or Hermione had a chance to say or do anything, the door of the blue box opened and out stepped a man with messy brown hair sticking up in all directions, much like Harry's, a pinstriped suit complete with converses. He had an amazingly large grin plastered across his face too. After him came a woman, small and skinny, with dark hair and a pretty face.

"...I'm sorry, Martha, we must have crashed. I didn't know the system was going to fail, I'm not the one to blame!" The man finished, but on spotting the three students, he stopped and stared, as did the woman behind.

"What is it, Doctor?" She asked.

Harry watched as the man supposedly named 'Doctor' looked at Ron, Hermione and himself. The Doctor continued to smile, but on seeing Harry's famous scar set atop his head, the smile slid off his face like melting ice, and he gaped, mouth wide open, pointing at Harry.

"You've got to be kidding me!" The Doctor exclaimed loudly, grinning from ear to ear again.

A/N: Thanks for reading!!! This is only my second story, so reviews would be much appreciated!!! Thanks!!!