It's so great to be back and writing again! I'm afraid these next few chapters might be completely not needed, but until I get back into the hang of things it might be that way. This is what cottages do to me...
ANYWAY! If you like Doctor/Hermionie ships and crossovers, there's an absolutely fantastic story that I might be beta-ing that is in progress right now. I'll link it at the end, but you should really go read it!
Usual disclaimers apply to this story..
Remember to review, and enjoy!
The quartet sat down at the most empty table in the hall at Hermionie's request. She didn't want the smaller children questioning the stranger who had decided to sit beside her, and across from Harry.
"Honestly, Hermionie, it isn't that big of a deal." Ron complained as he reluctantly sat down at the Slytherin table. None of the older Slytherins decided to come back to Hogwarts after the war, so it was half-filled with younger (more annoying) children.
"Ron, we're bringing a complete stranger into the great hall that is filled with people that have just gone through a war. They'll be suspicious." Harry said before Hermionie had a chance to snap at him. She looked obviously unamused with the boy's complaining.
Before they could sit down, however, the Doctor had chosen to sit at the Hufflepuff table without them noticing. "Hermionie, Harry! Look! There's food!" he said, gesturing them to him. Hermionie huffed while Ron and Harry grinned at the man-who-could-defy-their-best-friend.
"Trust the new guy to do something we never have." Harry whispered to Ron, watching Hermionie march over to the Doctor, looking as if she could bite his head off.
"Do what? Get murdered?" Ron said, shaking his head. "She won't - actually - hurt him, will she?" he asked seconds later, recognising the glare Hermionie was giving the Doctor.
"Nah, she's obviously got a huge crush on him." Harry joked, but changed his answer seeing the bit of sadness in Ron's face. "Joking.. joking.." he said, walking away. By the time he had gotten to the Puff's table, Hermionie had given up trying to get the Doctor to move, and sat between him and the rest of the table.
"The food just appears! Hermionie! Do you see this?" The Doctor asked incredulously, staring in amazement at the small mountains of food around him.
Hermionie shrugged stiffly.
"She's mad at you, mate." Ron said, sitting down across from Hermionie.
The Doctor glanced at Hermionie, then back at Ron. "Really?" he asked.
Harry nodded solemnly, sitting beside his friend, "She probably won't talk to you for a few hours, so I'd suggest leaving her alone."
Now looking at Hermionie, the Doctor decided to do something that could kill him.
He hugged her.
"Jesus Christ!" Hermionie shrieked after almost being pulled off the bench. She attempted to swat him away but it was helpless. "Boys and their immaturity..
I swear." she mumbled into his tight embrace.
"Is Hermionie happy now?" The Doctor chimed in a sing-song voice.
"Yes, Hermionie is happy now, so will you please untangle your arms from me?" she asked, pulling from him.
"That doesn't sound very happy to you, does it boys?" He asked Harry and Ron who were simply amazed at this courageous attempt at making their best friend back into the joyful young woman she always had been. They both shook their heads, encouraging him to go on.
"Doctor! Get off!" she shrieked, finally breaking free of his strong arms. Losing balance, however, she fell back into a quite undignified pose, and thanked everything holy that she was wearing pants.
"Need some help, milady?" the Doctor asked, extending a hand down to the disgruntled on the floor. Her only choice was to accept his hand, so she did. And pulled him down with her.
"Now who needs help?" Hermionie asked very sweetly as the Doctor rubbed the back of his head from the impact.
"Both of us.." he mumbled, climbing back up onto the bench. "So. Is anyone going to tell me how this food got here or will I be left to wonder?" he said,
looking between the two in front of him, as Hermionie was crawling back to her feet.
"Well, beneath us are the Hogwarts kitchens." Harry started, pointing towards the ground.
"And it's filled by house elves." Hermionie said irritably, glaring a hole in the table.
Harry leaned over and told the Doctor that Hermionie disliked how House Elves were treated.
"They're slaves!" she said, frustrated that the boys didn't understand it. The Doctor, however looked somewhat worried.
Slavery? He thought, looking at the floor as if he could see through it, though he couldn't. However, his worry was relieved with Ron's explanation.
"They want to work, Mionie, it's what they're here for. They have a choice to work at Hogwarts." Ron reminded her slowly. She just huffed and turned to her untouched food.
"Anyway, they make the food in the kitchens, and use magic to send it here. I don't know what spell they use, but that's the basics of it." Harry told the Doctor, shrugging.
"Well then, tell them that it's much appreciated!" the Doctor told them, devouring his food.
The food was delicious. The Doctor completely gorged himself with pastries and sandwiches which he had never heard of before. Ron conjured a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans from his dormitory, and offered some to the Doctor ("They're delicious yet dangerous at the same time!"). Somehow he had gotten the best of luck, only eating the good beans such as popcorn, mint, and chocolate whereas Harry and Ron had gotten things they had never tasted before, such as beans called "Broken computer" and Ron, a bean with dots almost making a sad face on it, which ended up making him feel defeated."Boys, give me the box." Hermionie commanded, feeling courageous and sticking out her arm. Ron and Harry looked at each other, surprised. She had never, ever wanted to try the beans. Carefully Harry gave her the box.
Tipping the half-full box onto her hand, she let out a generous amount of beans and put the box back down. "Harry, Ron, what types do I have?" she asked, shoving her cupped hand between them. As they examined it, she turned to the Doctor. "Never have I ever eaten these before." she said, starting to doubt herself.
"Well then, now is a good time to start!" he said, patting her on the back.
"It looks like you're pretty good, Hermion - OH GOD DON'T DO IT!" Ron shouted, jumping up as Hermionie swallowed the whole handful. A wave of emotions filtered across her face: Worry, diagnosis, disgust, and finally settling at satisfaction.Harry, who looked scared for her life, managed to ask what she had gotten.
"Well. First it was some sort of weird combination between metal, turnips, and salt, but then it turned out to be mango, watermelon, and lemon. It was actually quite good!" She said with a nod. All three men stared at her, complete amazement in their eyes.
"You're.. a Bean goddess! Never have I ever seen someone do that.. Merlin, even George wouldn't do that!" Ron cried, running around the table to hug her.
The Doctor's face went from one of amazement and amusement to a faint look of almost jealousy, which only Harry saw. The look, however, was covered up immediately with the emotions previously. "Good job, Mionie!" he cheered, patting her shoulder awkwardly.
"Guys, it was just a few beans.." Hermionie said, trailing off. She froze when Ron kept hugging her. "Ron," she whispered, "stop hugging me."
"Fine." Ron said, walking back over to his food and filling his mouth with it.
"So, Hermionie, I've gotta go and plan some - ah - things. And Ron, I need your help." Harry said quickly, pulling his friend away from his food and dragging him out of the Great Hall. Hermionie looked after them, beaming.
"Where are they going?" the Doctor asked, confused.
"Planning a party. Hopefully." she said, shrugging. "We promised each other that we'd have one hell of a party when the war was over. I guess they wanted to wait until I was conscious.""I haven't been to a party since I married Monroe.." the Doctor said, sighing. Hermionie hit him on the back of the head, bringing his back from his daydream.
"You married a woman?" she shrieked, glaring at him.
"Well I was intoxicated.. it was an accident! I swear!" he said, putting his hands up to try and block the next slap.
"I've never married anyone when intoxicated.." Hermionie mumbled, getting up and off the bench. "Come on, I want to show you something!" she said, pulling him out of the hall much like Harry did Ron, though she stopped in the doorway to wave to the teachers' table where her formal professors were sitting.
"Hermionie where are we going?" the Doctor asked, completely out of breath by the time they had stopped running.
"Can you swim?" she asked, gesturing to the large lake in front of them. Not waiting for an answer, she transfigured her clothes into a bikini and jumped into the only side that there was a complete drop.
"Erm.. I don't have a suit..?" he said, discomfort almost radiating from him.
Swimming back to the edge of the lake and pulling herself out, she picked up her wand from the ground. "What pattern?" she asked him lazily, eyeing his clothing.
"What?" he asked.
"You are going to swim."
"And if I don't want to?"
"Then you'll be left here to watch."
The Doctor huffed, he hated being left out. Before he knew what was happening, he was pushed into the freezing water of the Black Lake, Hermionie jumping in behind him.
"Cold!" he yelped, suddenly noticing that he was only in swim trunks. Hermionie just laughed and dived under, coming back up seconds later behind the Doctor.
"Hello there." she whispered into his ear, causing him to yelp yet again, though this time out of surprise.
"Er, Hermionie.. mind not doing that?" he asked, turning around to see that she had gone yet again. Expecting her to pop out behind him yet again he waited. And waited. Becoming slightly concerned for the girl, he attempted to look through the murky water but was unable to see anything.
Then something brushed against his foot. Something quite pale in the darkness of the water.
"Hermionie, is that you?" he called out, still looking down, but the creature was gone. Becoming concerned now for his safety, he went back to shore and waited. And waited. For quite a long time. Ron and Harry finally came down and saw that he was alone.
"She gone down again?" Harry asked, transfiguring his clothes into swimming trunks. At the Doctor's worried nod, he walked over and slapped his back. "She's fine. Just look into the water." he advised, jumping in with his wand in his did the same thing, giving the Doctor a significant look before diving into the dark depths of the water.
"Well.. I suppose it couldn't hurt.." the Doctor said to himself, leaning over the edge of the lake. He searched the water for sign of any of them, but couldn't see anyone. He was about to give up when Hermionie popped up only metres in front of him, and nodded, disappearing immediately.
Resurfacing in front of him, she grabbed his head and kissed him. "Come on in, little boy." she whispered before letting herself fall back down in.
The doctor was surprised, to say the least. He felt his lips that she had just recently kissed as if that would solve something.
"She kissed me.." he whispered, before diving back into the water.
Fluff fluff fluffity fluff? I actually have no idea where this came from. Toooollld you it wouldn't come up to previous standard.
I know it's bad, but review anyway? PLEEEASE? I'LL GIVE YOU A COOKIE!