Oh my goodness, it has been literal months since I updated! I am so sorry, guys! But we just had our school testing and I was missing some work in some classes and I just got extremely busy! Also, to my readers of Poisoned Blood, I know! I was supposed to take it down and put up Blue Moon in February! I have just been really distracted! Enough to with the excuses, though, and onward with the story!
The four children (though they weren't really children) sat on the train that was chugging steadily to Hogwarts. They had left early in the morning after congratulating Harry on his victory at the trial, and were now steadily making their way towards a school of witchcraft and wizardry. Three of the residents of compartment 221 were staring at the fourth, who was playing with his sonic screwdriver like a little kid. His arms were wrapped in bandages, since he declined the use of magic to heal himself, and his hair was quaffed up like usual. Finally, one of the students decided to speak up.
"So, Doctor," Amy asked, "if you don't mind me asking, where did you put the TARDIS?" The Doctor closed his sonic and looked up at her, as a huge grin spread over his face and he hopped up.
"Excellent question, Pond!" He said excitedly. He pointed up to his blue trunk and said,
"It's in there!" Amy looked at him quizzically.
"It's a bigger on the inside trunk!" The Doctor continued, "I call it my Shrinky dinky teeny weeny trunk! It's sort of like when you vaccuum pack something, except it's not. Stop imagining a vaccuum packing thing," he then plopped back down and resumed play with his screwdriver.
"But Sweetie," River said, "before you go back to acting like a child, I have a question. London doesn't have magic, our world doesn't have magic. How is there magic?" The doctor smiled again and leapt up.
"Well, you see River, we aren't on our world! Or our version of our world! The TARDIS got forced through a sliver in the universe, a small gap that allowed us to enter another dimension! Here, there is just a slight difference, like a popular book series being real!" He said.
"Um, Doctor," Rory said, "you may not have noticed, but we're not witches and wizards"
"No you're not," the Doctor agreed, "well, I mean you weren't, but you are now. It's an extremely recessive gene, but the TARDIS has particles within it from every planet and every Galaxy and every universe. So, all those fumes that were released played with your DNA and voila! Magic!"
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The Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade at about 6 in the evening. An elderly man dressed in deep purple robes with a hat covered in stars stood on the platform, peering over his half-moon spectacles at the marvelous train. One of the doors on the cars slid open and a fifteen year old girl with red hair stepped out, followed by a boy with brownish blonde hair, a girl with hair that could best even Hermione Granger's, and a boy wearing a tweed jacket and a bow tie. The bow tie boy looked his way and smiled hugely. He ran his way and planted himself in front of the old wizard.
"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!"he said, "Wonderful to see you again, Albie! It's been years! Well, years for me! Decades for you!" Albus cracked a smile.
"Wonderful to see you again too, Doctor, my old friend," he said, as the rest of the group came over.
"Albus, these are my Ponds, Amy and Rory, and this is my… River," the Doctor said, moving his hands around a lot as he spoke. Dumbledore shook each of their hands in turn, before gesturing behind him, where one of the carriages stood, waiting for them to boards. The Doctor eagerly scampered over, followed soon by the other three and Dumbledore. They all clambered aboard and the carriage began to move.
"So, my friend," Dumbledore said, "how many regenerations has it been?"
"Well, since last time I think it's only been one, unless future me came by," he said, "and if a future me did come by, please don't tell me. I want it to be a surprise for now me!"
Dumbledore smiled as the Doctor and his three companions recounted their tales of what they had been up to for the rest of the ride.
When they arrived at the castle, they were greeted by Professor McGonagall, who stood straight-backed and with a firm expression on her face. The carriage came to a stop, and the Doctor leapt out, already bored. Amy and River hurried after him, and Rory rolled his eyes.
"Does he… Do that often now?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Rory.
"You have no idea," Rory replied, shaking his head slightly. Dumbledore chuckled lightly and lead the way into the castle. They walked through the halls, making small conversation, and to a stone gargoyle, sitting near the wall.
"Password?" The gargoyle asked.
"Lemon drops," Dumbledore said, and the gargoyle leapt out of the way, revealing a doorway with a spiral staircase. Rory took a stepped onto one of the steps, and it immediately started moving, spiraling up towards the ceiling. The stairs then stopped moving in front of a door, which Rory pushed open to reveal a magnificently grand room.
Directly in front of him was a desk, with a plush chair behind it, and there were shelves and tables lining the room covered in an assortment of odd objects. On the walls were many, possibly hundreds, of portraits of witches and wizards and they were… Snoring? Yes, the portraits on the wall were all snoring, though Rory was fairy certain they were faking being asleep.
"I see that the Doctor has wandered off," Dumbledore said, a twinkle in his eye that indicated he wasn't surprised. He stepped over to his fireplace and grabbed a small pot off a table. Dipping his hand in, he pulled out a fistful of sparkling powder, which he then threw into the fire, turning it green and causing it to rocket high up into the chimney.
"Minerva's office," he said, and then waited. The flames turned back to red, only this time they took the form of an elderly woman's face. She was tight lipped and worked rectangular spectacles.
"Yes, what do you need Albus?" She said, and Rory jumped.
"Minerva, it seems that one of our exchanges has wandered off, taking two of the others with him. Will you inform the staff to keep an eye out for Mr. Matt Smith, Miss Amy Pond, and Miss River Song?" Dumbledore replied.
"Yes, of course. Though I am wondering how you lost them already. They haven't been here more than ten minutes, have they?" the face, Minerva, said
"Questions that can hopefully be answered when they are found. Thank you, Minerva," Dumbledore answered, and the flames turned back into flames.
Fifteen minutes later a tall man with long black, greasy hair, black robes, and a hooked nose stepped in, followed by the Doctor, Amy, and River.
"Headmaster," the man said.
"Ah, Severus," Dumbledore said, "how very good of you to find our missing guests,"
The man inclined his head slightly and the three behind him moved over to Rory.
"Yes," the man said, "they were in my classroom, and the boy was rummaging through my supplies,"
"For the last time, I wasn't rummaging. I was looking," the Doctor said, crossing his arms and turning away slightly. The man, Severus, scowled.
"With your permission headmaster, I will take my leave," he said.
"Ah, yes. That would be for the best, I believe. I must have some quality time with the new students before I send them to their new head of house. Which could be you," Dumbledore said. Snape looked like that was the last thing he wanted, and left.
Dumbledore then walked over to a shelf and took down an old wizard hat with many patches and frayed ends.
"This," he said, "is the Sorting Hat. It will place you in your houses. Doctor, you have already been sorted, if I remember correctly. Which house were you in?"
Before the Doctor could answer, however, a tear at the brim of the hat opened,
"You," it said, and it seemed to fold into a glare.
"Yes, hi, hello!" The Doctor replied, waving at the hat.
"I remember you! The student who wouldn't fit into any of the houses," the hat continued.
"Yes, but you put me into Gryffindor, didn't you?" The doctor continued.
"Grudgingly," the hat admitted. The Doctor looked ready to continue but the door to his office opened and a tall, strict looking woman with a pair of spectacles and her grey hair tucked up in a bun.
"Ah, Professor McGonagall," Dumbledore greeted the woman warmly, "we were just about to sort these three," he gestured to all the student's except the Doctor. Professor McGonagall eyed them all for a moment before saying,
"Sorting the students is my job, Albus," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"I'm terribly sorry, my dear Minerva. But, you will be glad to know there is a new Gryffindor!" He said. The Doctor held up his hand.
"Yes, hi, hello. That's me!" McGonagall looked at him for a moment before asking,
"And you are…"
"Smith, Matt Smith. Or the Doctor. Actually, yeah. Forget that first part, just call me the Doctor," he said. McGonagall stared at him for a moment longer before snatching the sorting hat off the desk, where Dumbledore had placed it when no one was looking, and had Amy sit down on one of the chair that faced Dumbledore's desk. She then placed that hat on Amy's head. A moment later, the hat opened its mouth.
"Gryffindor!" It shouted, and Amy stood. Next, River sat. The hat took a good long while with her, and the girl squirmed uncomfortably a few times. Who knew what memories that old piece of clothing was accessing.
"Gryffindor," it said, much less enthusiastically than it had for Amy. Next was Rory, who sat down with a look on his face that very much said he would rather not.
"Huff- no, wait. No, not Hufflepuff," the hat said after a moment, and was quiet for a bit longer, thinking and searching.
"Gryffindor!" It eventually shouted. McGonagall took the hat off of his head and placed it on a shelf.
"Follow me," she said, leading them out of the office. Dumbledore shouted a goodbye to them as they went down the stairs, and the Doctor waved merrily. McGonagall lead them through the corridors, drawing the attention of the pictures. The pictures that could move… And talk. They passed many suits of armor and saw what looked like classrooms, but they didn't get a time to take a proper look. Eventually, they were lead up a staircase (River was leading, and got stuck in a trick stair which the rest of them jumped over [the Doctor laughed at her for it but was sorry for it when she sent a glare that promised punishment later]) The went down another corridor and ended up facing a portrait of a large woman in a pink dress.
"Password?" The lady asked.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia," McGonagall said, before turning to the Doctor and his companions, "You'd better remember that, it's your only way in and out,"
She then lead them inside and said, "Girls, your dormitory is up to the right, boys, yours is to the left. Your trunks and things should already be there," She began to leave, but right before exiting through the portrait hole she turned, cast them a very subtle smile, and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts,"