"Now here are the rules." The Doctor said.
They were all now dressed in their black robes, their trunks now put back to where they were before.
"Rule one, or A." The Doctor said. "We cannot under any circumstance tell them our real age. It is best not."
They nodded in understanding.
"Rule two, or B: We cannot under any circumstances tell them our real age."
"...That was rule one."
"Well done Pond, you're paying attention. And anyway, I though it was so important it had to be mentioned twice."
"Sweetie, just get on with it."
"Right yes...Rule three, or C: River no flirting, since it conspires against rule one, or A and rule two, or B." The Doctor said.
"That goes for you too." River said.
"Why should it?" The Doctor said, folding his arms, acting his age.
"The fact you flirt back, just proves it more."
"Yes, but as you just said, I flirt back, not the other way around."
"Well..." River said, a deadly smirk appearing on her features.
From the Doctor's perspective...it could only mean the worse.
"There was that time on Apla Nero where, if I recall, you started...it all."
The Doctor went completely red, at the thought of what happened.
"River...parents..." He started fumbling with his robe, as River made his way towards him. The smirk still there.
"I also recall..." She carried on. "A lot happened..."
The Doctor made an 'eep' noise, as now she was inches from his face. They could almost touch noses.
"Right," Amy said, getting up from her seat, "Since you two love birds are occupied, me and Rory will go and find another compartment."
She then grabbed Rory's arm and dragged him out of the slide doors, closing them with a click. Rory didn't have time to protest. All that time, the Doctor had made frantic attempts to get their attention. Hoping they would get him out of this situation.
Of course to no avail...
"River...we shouldn't..." He said, very quietly.
"I never said, sweetie." River said.
"But y-you...'
"But I never said. Did I?"
The Doctor pondered this thought. "Well...no."
"So, you shouldn't jump to conclusions." River said, now sitting, comfortable back in her seat.
"But..why did you do that for?" The Doctor said, not happy.
River grinned evilly. "I do like to see you squirm."
The Doctor was about to retort back, when the train came to a very sudden halt.
"Why have we stopped?" River said, her grin gone.
"I don't know..."
The Doctor went to the window, peering outside. It was raining heavily and a fog had descended, making it hard to make out anything outside.
"There's something wrong with that fog..." The Doctor said quietly.
River came up to the window. "I can't see anything peculiar."
"It just doesn't smell like fog..."
The door suddenly opened, Rory and Amy coming in. "What's going on?" Rory asked, worry etched his features.
"And why does it feel so cold..." Amy said, shivering.
Now that Amy mentioned it. It was colder...quite a bit colder.
They all watched as the window slowly frosted over. It was like roots reaching out, searching. Their breath came out in puffs, mixing in the freezing air. This was no ordinary drop in temperature.
"Doctor..." Rory said immensely quietly, fear accompanying it.
They all turned to look at him, only to follow his gaze to the door.
A huge, black shadow, floated on the other side.
A small gasp escaped from Amy. Nobody in the room had felt so scared...and that was saying something.
The door slid soundly open. Revealing the horrifying creature behind.
It was draped over by a huge, torn, black cloak. It had no feet, but what it had of hands was skeletal and rotting. They couldn't see it's face, hidden by a hood. But then, it wasn't like they wanted to see what was underneath. It leaned forward, as if it was sniffing the air. They all stiffened against their seats, trying to become invisible to the creature.
Memories appeared...memories the Doctor would rather forget.
Clouded by these terrible memories, the Doctor could just see the creature look towards him. He swore, he could smell it's rotting breath.
Then suddenly, a huge blinding blue light filled the compartment. It hit the creature, pushing it back, warmth slightly returning.
Then the Doctor passed out.
"Ah, he's starting to come round now."
The voice woke the Doctor from his slumber, opening his eyes.
A man loomed over him. He was shabby and looked like hadn't had a proper nights sleep for a very long time.
"Here," he said, "Have some chocolate. It will make you feel better."
A large block of the stuff, was placed into his hand. the Doctor curiously looked at it, before taking a bite. Instantly warmth spread through him. He devoured the whole block.
The man smiled. "Told you it would make you feel better."
Suddenly the Doctor's vision was blinded by red.
"Doctor!" Amy cried, hugging the timelord. "We thought you weren't going to wake up."
"Pond, you should know by now that nothing can really keep me down." The Doctor said, puffing his chest out.
Amy giggled.
"Here's another block for your friend." The man said.
The Doctor frowned accepting the chocolate.
He looked round to see River passed out on the seats. Rory next to her.
"River?" The Doctor said, worried.
"Don't worry, after eating that chocolate, she'll be fine in no time." The man said, giving a reassuring smile.
"What were those creatures?" The Doctor asked, thinking back. He shivered at the memory.
"Dementors," he said his voice showed the hatred he had for the creatures, "one of the most foulest creatures to walk this Earth..."
"What were they doing on the train?" Amy asked.
"Looking for Sirius Black." He said. "And as I can see you don't know: he is a recently escaped prisoner from Azkaban. The Dementors guard Azkaban. It is the reason why they are looking for Black."
The Doctor frowned, what he said still didn't make sense.
"But, why would they be looking for him on a train?" He said, "What makes them think he will be he here?"
The man didn't answer straight away, instead pausing, as if he was thinking of an answer.
"I'm afraid I cannot tell," he said slowly. "And anyway you have no need to know...Now if you excuse me, I've got to go and talk to the driver."
"Right, sorry," The Doctor said, grabbing the mans attention, before he walked out. "But who are you?"
"Professor Lupin. I'm your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." And with that, he left.
A groan was heard from the other side of the compartment.
It seemed River was awake now.
"Do you think we came here? Because of these Dementors?" River asked. "And an escaped mass murder."
"No..." The Doctor said. "I have a suspicion it isn't..."
They were off the train now, after the mass of students, chatting away. Unfortunately being so small, the Doctor's lack of height, made it so he couldn't see over most of the students. It made him quite annoyed.
The platform itself was dimly lit, the smoke of the train could be seen, floating.
"Do you know where we are supposed to go?" Amy said, trying to stand on tip-toe to get a better look.
"You fainted, Potter? Is Longbottom telling the truth? You actually fainted?"
The voice broke through the chatting mass.
It belonged to a sleek blonde haired boy. He strutted pass, two tank like boys followed, keeping to either side of him. The were heading for a boy with black messy hair, whom was with the girl Hermione and a red haired boy. They tried to ignore them, but the boy and goons stopped then in their path.
The Doctor could see a bully a mile away.
"Shove off, Malfoy." The red haired said, his jaw clenched.
"Did you faint as well, Weasley?" Malfoy said, grinning. "Did the scary old Dementor frighten you too?"
"I fainted." The Doctor said, coming to stand next the boy, with messy hair. The turned to look at him.
"I was also pretty scared." The Doctor carried on. "Right, Amy, Rory, River?"
The three nodded.
"That's because your a ickle first year," Malfoy taunted.
"Do you know what I hate more than pears?" The Doctor said.
The group became confused by his statement.
"Bullies." the Doctor said simply. "And you, Malfoy, are one. So you better go before more trouble comes."
Malfoy and his goons laughed. "And what is a-"
That was when River kicked him in the leg.
Malfoy stumbles back into his oversize companions, at the force of River's kick. Surprise it quite clearly evident. Being River, her kicks were going to be a lot more painful than normal.
They watched Malfoy and his croons scramble away, pushing through the crowd. Shooting glances back.
"River!" The Doctor said in horror. "What did I say about using violence!"
River shrugged, a smirk playing her features.
"That was sodden brilliant!" The red head boy said a huge grin plastered onto his face.
The Doctor couldn't help but share the boy's amusement.
"Yes, I don't think we've seen him run so fast!" The boy with messy black hair said. But then a look pasted his features...recognition? The Doctor couldn't tell.
River bowed, while the Doctor glared.
"Firs'-years this way!" A giant of a man called.
"That will be us!" the Doctor said. "Come along Ponds!"
He grabbed Amy and River's reluctant hands dragging them towards the man. Leaving a nervous Rory behind.
Rory looked to the three teenagers. "Er…" he said, "Your welcome?" Before running after the hyper Doctor.
"They are a funny bunch," The red head said, "funny...and weird…"
"Ron that's rude." Hermione said, sharply.
"It's not like thy can hear us. Right Harry?"
"Yeah..." Harry said, not really there.
For something else was occupying Harry's mind...he was so sure he had seen those kids before.
But why does he remember them as adults?
So yep the next chapter.
Hogwarts will be next and also the sorting. I seem to be writing mostly from the Doctor's point of view...that may change every now and again.
Do you think I'm describing enough? Something tells me I'm not. Maybe it's because there's more dialogue...probably.
So review? Tell me how I am doing so far.