Disclaimer: Legit, I don't own either of these wonderful stories. At all.
So… yeah. Yes, plot isn't exactly correct. Please just deal with it. And yes, I know it's silly… I was stuck on ideas, okay?
The Doctor, Martha and Jack had been shrieking with laughter all the way to the common room. Once there, they finally stopped running. "Oh… Ohmigosh… Did we really just do that?" Martha panted, hands on knees. Jack nodded, still gasping. "Yeah… We did… Her face… Did you see her face?" They all started laughing as they remembered Professor McGonagall's expression. Priceless.
The rest of the kids who hung out in the common room had learned by now it was best to ignore the two weirdos who hung with The Boy Who Lived. Come to think of it, it was just best to ignore all three weirdos. But Neville Longbottom couldn't help himself. "What… what happened?" he stammered, then almost fell over as all three looked straight at him in surprise. "We… well…" Jack looked at his friends for support and they all just collapsed laughing. The Doctor was the first to sober up. "We may have just saved the Earth from aliens in front of Professor Kitty…" he helplessly burst into giggles again. Neville blinked. Then: "You… you guys call her Professor Kitty too?" They looked at him, still laughing, and nodded.
Soon everyone was rolling on the floor in fits of giggles. Suddenly George (Or was it Fred?) popped up, a serious expression on his face. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "I believe that I have seen the face which my brother speaks of before. And I tell you that no description can adequately describe it. Therefore, I propose we try to have her make that face again, as many times as possible. I propose we also call her Professor Kitty." Everyone cheered, then collapsed back into giggles.
"What have we done?" whispered Martha.
It did not start right away. They all decided to wait until the Christmas holidays were over, to make it more of an impact. Meanwhile, for the rest of vacation Fred and George were kind enough to carry food up to the common room, for as they said, "You're not safe going down there until she's off the warpath." They were unable to explain, however,why it was that the morning after they made the plans, Professors Snape and Yana laughed so hard they choked on their porridge. "I think they suspect something," Fred added. The three friends just snorted.
The day everyone came back, Fred and George both explained to everyone the situation, and what was going to happen. They all agreed it would start the next day, when classes started. The next day, everyone did a remarkably good job at hiding their grins. Until Transfiguration class, which, coincidentally, the first year Gryffindors had first thing that day.
"And we are reviewing the beetle-to-button spell today. Oswald, would you care to demonstrate to the class?" "Yes, Professor Kitty." Clara Oswald said complacently, so much so that McGonagall almost missed it. But not quite. "…Excuse me?" Clara looked up. "I said yes, I will demonstrate." "No. I mean, what did you just call me?" "Oh, Professor Kitty. It's because you turn yourself into a kitty." Clara explained matter-of-factly. McGonagall's face twitched.
They all ended up being dismissed from class early, but considered it a success as she had made The Face once, and they had all seen it. They cracked up as they went out of the classroom, and all the Gryffindors they saw in the hallway high-fived them. All throughout potions, Snape was smirking, and didn't criticize everything the Gryffindors did. He still yelled at Neville, but then again, he had managed to knock out his partner with the fumes from his cauldron.
They fully expected an announcement to be made during dinner; apparently McGonagall did too, for she was rather twitchy and kept speaking to Dumbledore, who nodded and rose to his feet after dessert disappeared from the table. The school as one held it's breath. This was it-would the Gryffindors be lectured? Expelled en masse? "I am sure you all know what I am going to speak to you about," he said sternly. Then smiled lopsidedly.
"Good job." All the students, and a fair amount of the teachers, openly gaped at him when he sat down. "I quite like that face, Minerva." he said mildly.
…Yeah. Please just forgive me for this one; it crawled it's way out of my subconscious after too many Cheetos.
IMPORTANT! I am going to be on hiatus for the next few days for medical reasons. I know I've finally found a schedule and stuck to it, and I'm sorry for breaking it. However, I will be unable to use the computer for all of tomorrow or the next day. So, yeah… sorry. D: