I ran through the school, panting. They were close behind me, so close… They had come out of nowhere! I could hear their excited screams, their feet thundering through the corridors. I nearly leapt past the portrait of the fat lady Hermione had vanished into a few hours earlier. It was the perfect hiding pace!

"Let me in!" I yelled. She didn't move. "Let me in you blibbering fool!"

"Well," the Fat Lady sniffed, "I don't like the context, but it is the password."

I couldn't believe it - but no time to marvel at my excellence. I didn't pause to stare at the common room's splendour either; a mere wall couldn't stop my pursuers. There were stairs to my right, so I sprinted up them to find three snoring girls and- a blue box?

But this a no normal box; I could feel the power radiating from it, so, like an idiot, I placed my hand unsurely on the door. Suddenly, a jolt flew through me and I fell back onto the empty bed. It was like every inch of my body had been stung by a thousand bees.

"I'M SO CONFUSED!" It was Hermione's voice. I still buzzed all over, although curiosity got the better of me: Hermione, confused? I had to see this. The pain was worse this time, so bad that I, embarrassingly, cried out and had to sit down as soon as I got inside. Slowly, I looked up and saw Hermione standing over me, red faced, and a man either side of her. She looked beautiful, silhouetted against the blue green light, but I had a reputation to uphold.

"Threesome, Granger?" I felt bad the moment the words were out of my mouth, but the younger of the two men bent down and offered me his hand.

"So this is the Drake guy!" The man turned to Hermione, "The one you like!"

Hermione stared up at him in horror, and I thought I probably looked just as bad.

"Well then…" I managed to say past what seemed to be a pumpkin lodged in my throat. She liked me back! She liked me back! Before we could continue, however, one of the men pushed us outside of the box into the dormitory.

"Nice meeting you but the Doctor and I need to be…" he stole a quick glance over his shoulder, "Somewhere else. Byee!" Before he could shut the door, I slammed my foot in the way. It stung, but I couldn't let him leave us here.

"Don't leave us." I said as forcefully as I could.

"And why would that be?"

"Because… because…"

"Spit it out!"

"Because… There are fangirls out there."

FYI- Draco is electrocuted because, unlike Hermione, he is a 'pure-blood' and therefore more sensitive to the TARDIS. After all… "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic."Arthur C Clarke