The Only Thing That Scares The Master
I sucked in my breath slowly. FANGIRLS?! Trying hard not to show my horror, I looked at him. Quickly, I found the threads of his mind. I began to sieve through his memories... Interesting. He liked the bossy female? Enemies becoming lovers? Reminds me of something... Hmm...
"How many?" I asked absentmindedly. The Drake human swatted at invisible hands. "Get out of my head!" I left quickly. "Sorry," I said, though I wasn't. "The whole school!" I turned to look at Theta. He gulped nervously. "The whole school?!" He repeated.
"Yes! It all started when stupid Longbottom tried to make a Polyjuice potion! I was stuck with him as a partner, so he had to put a bit of my hair in it. Obviously, he had to go and mess it up, so it boiled away into vapour and infiltrated everyone's minds so that everyone has started to think like me! And then they all started worshipping me, which I didn't mind particularly, at least not until they started dragging me towards this massive stone box, with these strange circular runes on, saying they were going to "preserve" me forever! And so I ran! But they're out there now!" And if to demonstrate his point, a loud thud shook the dormitory door.
A shrill voice called out, "We don't want to hurt you, Drakey, we only want to plaaaaay!" The girl human shuddered. "Pansy." They both looked revolted. Then another yelled, "Come oooon, Maaalfoooooy! We want to be friends, like you said in first year!"
The Drake child's face blanched of any colour it had ever had. "Potter is a fangirl?!" The girl looked like she might vomit. I hoped she would aim for one of the sleeping girls.
Hey... We could have a projectile vomit competition! The winner gets to choose who fights the fangirls! Ah. Speaking of fangirls...
I glanced at Theta. He looked terrified. "Well..." I drawled. He gave me a look. "Fine. You can stay. We'll save our important arrangements for... later on. In you come."
Both scrambled into the TARDIS as quickly as humanly possible. The girl - was her name, Ganger?- looked appraisingly at the console, while the boy looked suitably bored. I decided I liked this Drake human. He reminded me of myself.
There was an awkward amount of tension, so I decided to make it worse by wrapping my arms around Theta, smirking at the humans as I did so. He glared at me in annoyance - I knew he hated public displays of affection - but gradually he put his (spectacular) chin on top of my head fondly. I sneaked a glance at the humans, who were both shifting awkwardly and looking elsewhere. Haha.
I decided that it was high time for my beautiful triumphant evil laugh: "Muahahahahahaha!" Theta jumped and the humans whipped out their wands. They glared at me for scaring them, but just as the bossy female was opening her mouth to lecture me - I know! A mere human lecturing a Time Lord!- we heard something terrible from outside the TARDIS.
The scratching of long fangirl nails scraping against the door. Bloody Rassilon! We'd forgotten about the ones asleep in the room...
