I've decided to start writing in chunks that I actually merge together into moderately longish chapters as opposed to 500 word blocks that aren't really all that satisfying. As a result, I will be updating less often than I normally would if I was writing normally. Sorry if I don't make sense.
Also, expect for year one to pass by quickly…I intend to skip straight through so that I can hit up some Torchwood. However, it will be multiple years before Harry meaningfully encounters the Doctor, so don't worry too much about crossovers just yet. By the way, I'm sorry that I forgot to include a "last time" segment in my last chapter. Oh well…at least the preceding chapter is short enough to merit a re-read.
Finally, a disclaimer. No, I do not own this. I don't feel like trying to be funny about it right now. Sorry.
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Last time:
"Who are you? Who…are…you? You will answer. You will….OBEY ME."
The boy looked up blankly at Harry, his face even more empty than it had been a second ago.
"Neville Longbottom," the boy in a monotone voice.
Smiling and dropping his hypnosis because of the scandalized and slightly fearful look on the beaver's face, Harry decided to make the most of this life. After all, it could very well be his last.
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Even as Harry followed the other children up the path to Hogwarts, the bushy-haired girl harassed him.
"How did you do that? Why did you do that? What was that? Is it even legal?"
Deciding to get it out of the way now, Harry decided to just come clean-ish with the oddly familiar girl with the large teeth. He informed her that no, it wasn't illegal, and he had performed some minor hypnotism against the pudgy boy. Neglecting to tell her where he had learned it, he instead opted to ask her for her name. He had just received a squeaked "Hermione Granger" when his actions were interrupted by a rather formidable-looking Scottish witch telling them that it was time to be sorted.
Opening the doors, she led them in.
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Harry stood with the other tetchers, bored out of his mind, as a ratty old hat sorted each and every first year one by one, alphabetically. When the hat finally called him up, he was so deep into his stupor that the hat had to call him up again and the Scottish witch had to walk over and poke him. Finally paying attention, Harry walked over to the hat and put it on.
"My lord, what the hell is wrong with you, child?" the hat whispered in his mind.
Can't you tell? Harry thought.
"No," the hat murmured, "I can only see emotions and inclinations, what can happen and must happen, what kind of person you are and who you could be. I couldn't even have heard that thought if you hadn't thought it towards me. And in you, I see a child mature beyond his years, manic and childish beyond his maturity, sneaky and cunning enough to fake additional childishness to deflect suspicion, and…"
Hat, Harry thought, if you don't shut up and sort me I'll be forced to drastic measures.
The hat immediately stopped its scan and yelled out for the whole room to hear, "Gryffindor!"
Harry sighed at the predictability of the hat and slowly walked over to his cheering table. He then proceeded to ignore everybody he encountered until it was time for bed. Lying down, Harry let himself fill with hopes for a better tomorrow.
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I need to know: would you all prefer for me to skip right through his school years in order for me to get Harry into the Doctor Who crossover, or do you want me to continue doing the slow day-by-days? If I do end up skipping through, it will still take a few chapters and I'll likely update more frequently due to my love for Doctor Who. Sorry it took so long for me to update. Remember, review and tell me what you want!