Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Doctor Who.
Complete for now. May add more onto it for a later date.
Part one of the "soarta muritorilor chronicles"
"Can I buy you a drink?" the stranger offers (American judging by his soft drawl) and you hesitate only for a second before agreeing.
He is attractive, beautiful, you dare say, and you wonder silently what he could possibly see in such a (boring, dull) bloke like yourself.
You down the vodka the bartender serves you before offering the other man a grin. "James Potter."
He gives a charming smile back, reaches out and shakes your hand. "Captain Jack Harkness." Taking another sip of your vodka, wondering what exactly you are doing, you lean closer to him, inhaling a scent that could be described only as pure male. There's no doubt those blue eyes of his are going to be your downfall and there's no doubt you're going to enjoy every moment either.
"You come here often?" you ask with a laugh, and you have no idea what you're doing, because this is more your sister's thing, (wild, spunky, and very out-of-control Lily) and you haven't done this in years so you're a bit rusty.
Jack gives you another smile, and it's just as charming and attractive as before. "I'm new in town." His eyes meet yours, he reaches out and brushes his hand across your leg and you melt, just a little at his touch. "I think I'll stay a while."
"I think I'd like that," you reply.