a/n: A bit of a fluffy chapter. Btw, please leave reviews! I've only had one so far, and there are 5 chapters! 6 now. (Thanks, goddess of all daleks! You're the only reason I'm posting this). If you want the next chapter, review! It makes me write faster, and it doesn't take long. Thanks.

The class left in mixed moods.

'That was sooo hard, I couldn't understand hardly any of it…' said Parvati to Lavender, who nodded fervently. Ron was also in a bad mood.

'I mean, he talks at about 100 miles an hour, and then asks you a question, which you have no idea even means, and then looks at you as if you're an idiot when you ask what the hell he asked,' he grumbled. Hermione opened her mouth, but Ron got there first.

'And don't say I am an idiot, he's just too clever,' he said moodily. Hermione closed her mouth, and looked loftily at him.

'I know what you mean. And the homework'll take ages, but at least he's nice, and doesn't give detentions for no reason, like another teacher I could mention' Harry said, obviously referring to Snape. They waited outside the classroom for Luke and Bree, who were being given their homework by the Doctor.

They came out smiling, Bree almost bouncing.

'How are you so happy?' asked Ron, still in a bit of a grump.

'It was really fun, that lesson. We were doing all about atoms and quarks.'

'Err, what?' asked Harry.

'Sorry, they're just these…things,' she said vaguely, waving a hand through the air. 'The Doctor's called himself John Smith, so he doesn't sound too strange,' she told Harry. He nodded in understanding.

'How much homework did you get?' asked Hermione.

'Not much,' said Luke, 'we did a lot in the lesson.'

'He,' said Bree, poking Luke in the chest, 'is amazingly clever. It's so unfair!'

'You're quite clever… for a human,' Luke joked, and Bree slapped him on the arm.

'I'll take that as a compliment,' she said.

The Common Room was full of people doing their homework. Ginny waved them over from a table in the corner. They all managed to squeeze round it, but it was a tight fit. Harry found his arm pressed against Ginny's, and it took all his strength not to blush. Ron was also looking uncomfortable, sandwiched between Bree and Hermione.

'Have you had the Doctor yet?' asked Ginny. 'I can't wait!'

'Yeah, we just had him,' said Harry.

'He's a really good teacher,' said Hermione, trying to get a book out her bag. Bree struggled to extricate her arm, which was pinned against Luke.

'Sorry, sorry,' she said, when she finally managed to get her arm out, and whacked Ron on the head. Harry snorted into his charms essay, choked, and Ginny thumped him on the back. The back of his neck grew hot, and he dived under the table to get his charms books. When he resurfaced, he saw Bree looking at him, an evil smile on her face. She raised her eyebrows, and he blushed again and dropped his face back to his essay. Damn, had he been that obvious?

'Is there Hogsmeade on Saturday?' asked Hermione.

'Hogsmeade?' asked Luke.

'Wizard village just outside the grounds,' supplied Ginny. 'It's got the best pub and joke shop there.'

'And sweetshop. Honeydukes is amazing,' added Ron.

'Honestly Ron, do you ever stop thinking about food?' asked Hermione, exasperatedly.

'Only when he's thinking about his stomach,' said Ginny. Bree cracked up, and Ron looked offended.

'Sorry, Ron,' said Ginny, seeing his expression.

'You know, that joke's getting really old,' he grumbled.

'Hogsmeade sounds nice,' said Luke.

'It is. Especially in the winter, like now. The snow makes it look like a Christmas card,' Ginny waved her arm towards the window, showing the grounds covered in snow, and accidently hitting Harry. 'Sorry Harry.' Bree looked out the window.

'We should go ice-skating on the lake,' she said. 'I love ice-skating.' Ginny squealed with excitement.

'I love ice skating too! We should so do it! How about Sunday?' They all ended up agreeing to go. Bree and Ginny's excitement was infectious.

'I've never ice-skated before,' said Luke.

'I'll teach you,' offered Bree.

'My friend tried to teach me to skateboard, but I have terrible balance. He gave up eventually.'

'It's all about balance, but you need to have momentum too. I'm sure you'll catch on.'

There was nothing but the scratching of quills and the burbling of chatter from the rest of the Common Room for a while. Bree finished her essay with a flourish of her quill, splattering Luke and Ginny with ink.

'Can you buy pets in Hogsmeade?' asked Bree. 'The Room of Requirement gave me a bag of gold, and I'd like to buy an animal.'

'Yeah, I think so. I've never been there though,' said Harry.

'I have, I'll show you,' Ginny said. Bree gave her a grateful look.

'We should all meet in the Three Broomsticks- the pub,' she added for Bree and Luke's benefit, 'at Lunchtime.'

The week went quickly for Luke and Bree, a whirlwind of essays, spells and new experiences. Bree loved every minute of it, and dreaded going home, though, she reminded herself, that wouldn't be for a while yet.

The Hogsmeade outing was brilliant, in the words of the Doctor. Brilliant seemed to be his favourite word. Bree bought a black cat with grey-green eyes that looked like the sea. Christened Babushka by Bree, and nicknamed Bushky by Ginny, she was currently draped over Bree's shoulders, purring loudly.

Ginny and Hermione came thundering down the girl's staircase, wrapped up in hats and scarves.

'We're ready,' called a breathless Hermione.

'Finally,' grumbled Ron, and he got up from his chair.

'Bushky, you're going to have to get off now,' Bree said gently to the cat, while carefully pushing her off.

'Let's go ice-skating!' shouted Ginny, excitedly, and, linking arms with Harry, she dragged him out the portrait hole. Bree grinned slyly.

'Someone's excited,' said Hermione, wryly.

'I wonder who that could be? Oh, I know, Ron!' said Bree, laughing. Both girls turned to look at Ron, who was grumbling to himself and dragging his feet on the floor. They looked at each other and giggled.

'What has been up with him this week?' asked Hermione, waving her hands exasperatedly. 'He's so grumpy. If he was a girl I'd say PMS.'

'I hope it has nothing to do with me,' said Bree, looking worried. She chewed a strand of her hair that had flicked up to her mouth.

'No, he likes you and Luke. It's not that. If I find out, we might be able to make him happy…' she continued to mutter to herself all the way down to the lake.

Ginny was very, very excited and also slightly hyper.

'Come on come on come on come on COME ON!' she called, pulling Harry's arm and shouting at the others.

'Calm down Ginny, it's only ice-skating,' said Hermione, but Ginny's happiness couldn't be dampened. She loved ice-skating, and had done ever since her dad taught her how to skate on the pond in the woods near their house. And the lake was massive! She would be able to skate in a straight line for ages.

Bree changed her converse into skates, and set off. Pushing against the ice, she felt the exhilarated feeling of speed as she raced Ginny to the other side. Coming back, she saw Luke on the ice, looking like a colt learning to walk. It was very funny, but also adorable. She winced as he slipped and landed on his bum. He looked up at her, a grin on his face. Unable to help herself, she laughed too.

'I told you, no balance. That's what Clyde always used to say.'

'Is that your friend's name?'

'Yeah.'

'Here,' she said, offering her gloved hand to him. He took it and she hauled him up. 'Right, just stand there and try to stand upright, but lean forward slightly,' she told him. He did that, clenching his teeth in concentration. 'Now, push forward with one foot, then the other.' His hand was tight on hers as he slowly pushed forward, very slowly. 'That's it, careful now.'

He was doing fine until Ginny decided to jump on Harry's back. His resulting yell of surprise made Luke snap his head around, to see, which made him slip. He crashed to the ice, pulling Bree down on top. She shrieked as she landed on him, and rolled off.

'Ouch,' he said, rolling onto his back and rubbing his arm. Ron and Hermione came over to see if they were ok, one decidedly less graceful than the other.

'Are you ok?' asked Hermione, looking down at them, as she came to a graceful stop by Luke's head. Ron went shooting past, his arms flailing wildly. Harry, who had taken to ice-skating very well, came over with Ginny on his back. Bree scrambled to her feet.

'Luke?'

'Is it alright if I just stay down here? I don't think I'll ever get the hang of it,' he said, pleadingly.

'Nope, sorry. You're going to be my project. We'll have you skating if we have to practice all winter,' said Bree sternly, holding out her hand again. Luke, getting a serious case of déjà vu, took it, groaning.

'I'll help,' said Harry and Ginny, at exactly the same time. Bree and Hermione shared knowing looks.

'I'll stay with Ron, he might hurt himself,' said Hermione, before skating off to find out where he'd got to. This time Bree found herself sharing a knowing glance with Ginny.

The rest of the day included many hilarious pile-ups, the most spectacular of which resulting from Ron, unable to stop himself, skating slap bang into Luke, who just so happened to be linked to Harry, Ginny and Bree. Hermione laughed so much she fell over too. By the end they had had a marginal amount of success; Luke could now skate for a few metres without assistance, Ron could almost stop, and Harry could skate like a natural.

They were all covered in bruises, the first of which were already beginning to form. Ron had accidentally skated over Bree's hand, so she had a cut, which, although rather large, was reasonably shallow, as she had had her gloves on at the time. They went back to the Gryffindor Common Room, wet, cold, sore, but happy, laughing and joking.

They didn't realize they were being watched. The Doctor turned away from the window in his office, and sighed. How could he tell them?

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