"Oi Spaceman!" Donna yelled, "The TV's broken again."

"Again?" The Doctor groaned as he came into the room. Donna watched as he poked around the back of it, "I don't see anything wrong, plus the Tardis is in control so it's not like it can lose the signal." He plopped down on the couch next to her, "I don't know what to do."

As soon as he sat down the TV turned on.

"What?"

He got up to look and it switched off again. Frowning, he sat back down. The TV switched on.

"What?"

He got up and the Tv turned off again.

"What!"

Donna couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face, "I think the Tardis might be trying to send you a message."

"That's ridiculous," The doctor said sitting down again. The Tv switched on as soon as he touched the couch, "Oh come on!" he strode across the room and began poking at the TV.

"Doctor," Donna said watching his frustrated movements, "When was the last time you slept?"

He shrugged, "I dunno, but don't worry, Time Lords..."

"No, don't give me any of that, when was the last time you slept?"

He looked away from her, "Five days ago," he mumbled.

Donna sighed, "Spaceman you can't..."

"I know, I know. I have to take care of myself," the Doctor muttered.

They had had this conversation too many times.

"How about this, you pick a movie and I'll make us some popcorn. It looks like the Tardis isn't gonna let you do much else."

The Doctor sighed, "Alright."

"And don't go picking something like the 29th Star Wars again, some of us don't want spoilers," she called as she went into the kitchen.

"It's not my fault the best Star Wars movie doesn't come out till a 100 years after you were born."

Donna shook her head in exasperation and went back to making the popcorn. She made two bowls hoping it would convince the Doctor to eat more, he really was too skinny.

When she came back in the room the Doctor was holding two movies in his hand, "Should we watch the Princess Bride or Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire?"

"Harry Potter," she said, "We watched Princess Bride five times last week."

"It's a classic!" The Doctor protested.

"Whatever you say spaceman."

She sat down beside him as the movie began to play.

"You look exactly like Barty Crouch Jr." she said a few minutes in.

The Doctor frowned at the screen, "Yeah Martha used to say that too, I don't really see it."

"I mean if your hair wasn't as sticky uppy you could be his twin."

The Doctor shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe one day in the future I get bored and stop by the Harry Potter set."

They watched as Harry, Hermione and the Weasleys traveled to the Quidditch world cup. The Doctor kept interrupting the movie every five seconds to point out the differences between the books and the films. She'd never read the books (something he was constantly scolding her about) but she was content to sit and listen to his rambling.

Eventually the conversation eventually slowed to a stop somewhere between the first Triwizard task and the Yule Ball. By the time Harry had turned himself into some kind of fish creature, the Doctor was asleep, his head falling onto Donna's shoulder.

She smiled at him before turning back to the movie. He really did look a lot like Barty Crouch Jr.

I have a head canon that whenever the Doctor forgets to eat the TARDIS just... pelts him with muffins or something