The Time Vortex

"How do you know my father's name?" asked Albus at once.

The Doctor threw him a look. "Who doesn't know your father's name?"

Albus had no response to that so he settled for looking down at his arm, suddenly self conscious of Charlie holding on tightly to it. She immediately let go and turned to the Doctor. "How did you know we'd met Harry Potter?"

The Doctor twirled his sonic screwdriver in front of him. "Same DNA code as your father. The sonic recognized it. I made a logical deduction that as his son you would've met him. And these are obviously friends of yours, so they might've met him too."

The five students looked dumbstruck, before Fred addressed the elephant in the room. "Er, how do you have Harry's DNA code?"

Nodding approvingly, the Doctor spun around and started pressing buttons. "Finally! A good question!"

"Well?" pressed Albus.

"Story for another time," countered the Doctor cheerfully. "I have to get you home now before I forget to. And then you'll be stuck here."

"And where is here?" asked Scorpius.

"The TARDIS. My spacecraft. Kind of. Not really. If it helps. It shouldn't though," responded the Doctor helpfully. "It's more of a police box though."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a little -" started Charlie before being cut off by the Doctor.

"Off? Mental? Wibbly? Not all there? Missing some of my marbles? Loco? Cray cray?" said the Doctor before taking a breath and smiling. "They never really stop."

Charlie laughed a bit and glanced at Albus and the others before saying, "I like you."

The Doctor smiled. "I'm glad. I like when people like me. It's such a nice feeling."

"But," interrupted Rose,speaking for the first time, "who are you?"

"Well that's just the million galleon question, isn't it?" the Doctor said, smirking. "I'm the Doctor."

The students nodded at the answer and the Doctor looked disappointed. "What? No confused looks? No follow up questions?"

"Why?" asked Albus.

"The Doctor?" said he. "Not the most normal name…"

"Mate, his name is Albus," said Scorpius. "Mine is Scorpius and my Dad's is Draco. We're used to weird names."

"Ugh, that's right," pouted the Doctor. "I forgot that you wizards are sooo creative with your names."

He brightened up and surveyed the students again. "So you're Albus and Scorpius, but who are the rest of you?"

"Rose Weasley," said Rose.

"Ah, a Weasley. Lovely family. I do love a ginger," said the Doctor.

"Charlie Blair," said Charlie.

"Can't say I'm familiar with that family," mused the Doctor.

"I'm muggleborn," said Charlie. "And I'm an orphan."

The Doctor looked apologetic at his tactless remark. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine," said Charlie, looking uncomfortable. "I never knew them. Besides, I have the Weasleys and Potters to look after me!"

"Two wonderful families. Beautiful people," the Doctor said. He turned to Fred. "And who is this fine young man?"

He blushed and answered, "I'm Fred Weasley."

"Another Weasley! Good lord, this family multiplies like rabbits…" the Doctor muttered to himself, under his breath. "I'll have to make a mental note to speak to your father about birth control."

"What was that last bit?" asked Albus sharply.

"Nothing!" said the Doctor, with wide-eyed innocence. "Just the musings of an old man."

Rose snorted. "You can't be more than 30."

"I'm actually 1200ish years old, young lady," said the Doctor, putting an emphasis on young.

Looking doubtful, Scorpius said, "Bullshit."

The Doctor shrugged. "That's your problem."

"And you are Albus Potter and Scorpius…?" the Doctor trailed off.

"Malfoy."

"Of course," said the Doctor, hitting himself on the head. "Son of Draco. Weird name. Blonde hair. How can you not be a Malfoy?"

"That's your problem."

The Doctor looked delighted. "Oh you are good with your words. How refreshing."

"So this is your kind of spacecraft then, Doctor?" asked Charlie. "Where are we ?"

Ignoring the first question, the Doctor went over to the console and grabbed the screen. He motioned for the students to come over. "We are currently orbiting Jupiter, Earth year 3434. It's a fine time to visit Jupiter, you know. It's the first time the Galactic Olympics are held here. Barely beat out Adipose 1 to host it. Almost more exciting than actual games. The Shadow Proclamation actually recruited me to mediate between the two planets. I never knew blobs of fat could be that violent."

"What the fuck," breathed Fred. "Who are you?"

The Doctor looked puzzled. "I'm the Doctor. I told you that."

Seeing their blank looks, it clicked in the Doctor's mind. "Oh, I see. I'm a pisces."

All five of their brows furrowed. It was something the Doctor had never seen before and it amused him.

Time passed as the students continued to ponder the strange man in front of them. Then Albus asked the relevant question. "What are you?"

"I'm a Time Lord," the Doctor said as if it were obvious.

Rose gasped. "I've read about you! I thought Time Lords were just legend. Unsubstantiated rumors without evidence, even!"

"You've heard of them then?" asked Charlie.

"Yeah," said Rose. "People from another world who came here and adopted the ways of humans. Eventually, they intermingled on a more intimate level with the humans and created a new species - Magi."

"And this is a theory?" asked Scorpius.

Rose nodded. "I thought just by a few crazies. But I guess they're correct."

She turned to the Doctor, expecting an answer. He looked very impressed. "Those 'crazies' are correct. Wizards and witches are descended from Time Lords."

"So you're saying I'm part alien?" inquired Fred skeptically.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley. You have alien blood in you," responded the Doctor.

"Neat," muttered Charlie.

The Doctor smiled at his new friends. He was sad that he would have to return them home. They were good fun but they were practically children. It would be very irresponsible of him.

Fortunately for the Doctor, he was very irresponsible so he turned to the students. "Do you want to go on an adventure?"