Lori looked at the Doctor. "Err... did you just hear any of that?" Lori asked. The Doctor nodded. "Every word,darling, every word," he said. Lori blushed and looked at the ground while Irene just ran away, leaving Lori and the Doctor alone.

The Doctor walked up to Lori, put his fingers on her chin, and brought her head up so that they were looking into each others' eyes. He grinned. "Don't be ashamed! You can't help it if I'm irresistible!" he joked. Lori blushed even harder and smiled. "C'mon, I'll take you in my ship!" he exclaimed. He took her hand and pulled Lori to his ship.

"Welcome to the T.A.R.D.I.S.!" the Doctor exclaimed.

The Doctor unlocked the door and stepped inside. Lori followed. The T.A.R.D.I.S. was huge. There were metal floorboards, a huge console in the middle of the room, railings that separated the console from the rest of wires, and a hallway that lead, Lori assumed, to more rooms.

"It's bigger on the inside," Lori said. She wasn't surprised- she's seen little boxes that could fit a huge mansion on the inside- but she wasn't expecting this.

"Yep! I get that a lot!" he said, skipping to the console. Lori was reminded of Tigger from The Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.

The Doctor started pulling levers and pushing buttons as the TARDIS groaned and beeped.

"Aha!" the Doctor shouted. He pulled one more lever then left the console alone.

"What is it?" Lori asked. She raised an eyebrow.

"The Time Vortex is tangled! It's fixable, but it will take several months to fix!" he explained.

"What do you need to fix it?" Lori asked.

"Nothing, I just need to keep an eye on her just in case something goes wrong. The TARDIS can fix it herself," he said, staring at a monitor.

"Do you need any help?" the Doctor looked at her as the word help rolled across her lips.

"Yeah, I could use a hand or two," he said, running his hand through his messy brown hair.

"Irene and I could help," Lori offered.

"Who's Irene?" the Doctor asked.

"The greatest person you will ever meet, besides me, of course," Lori said, looking at her nails. The Doctor let out a chuckle.

"I'll be the judge of that!" he said, suddenly grinning cheekily.

"But I already judged that!" she whined in a playful tone.

"I'll. Be. The. Judge. Of. That," the Doctor emphasized every word as he spoke.

"Whatever you say," the Doctor rolled his eyes at her sarcasm.

"I'm going inside. I have to go deal with a boyfriend who hasn't seen me at all today," Lori said.

"Can I come with you?"

"No! I'm going on a date with him!"

"Please?" the Doctor begged, stretching out the word.

Lori looked at him. "No," she said sternly.

And with that, she left the TARDIS.

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Lori met up with Michael at the library, where she found him reading an abnormally large book. Typical Ravenclaws Lori thought. She poked him the arm. He looked up and closed his book.

"Hey," he said, grabbing his book bag and standing up.

"You ready?" she asked, leaning against the table.

Michael nodded and put the book back in it's place in the bookshelf and wrapped an arm around Lori's waist.

"Where to?" Lori asked.

"That's a surprise," Michael said. With that, he took a piece of cloth and tied it around Lori's eyes. He grabbed both of her shoulders and led her to a hallway with no doors in it whatsoever.

"Where are you taking me?" Lori asked.

"You'll see," Michael said, smiling at his girlfriend's confusion.

A door suddenly appeared on the wall. Michael opened the door and took his girlfriend in. The room was small but amazing; there was a white loveseat in the corner, rose petals all over the marble floor, and a table set for two stood in the middle of the room. This room, was the Room of Requirements. Michael turned on some slow, romantic music.

"Okay, take off the blindfold," Michael whispered in Lori's ear. Lori untied the blindfold and removed it from her face. She gasped at the romantic gesture. She observed her surroundings.

"Ta-dah!" Michael exclaimed, holding out a bouquet of roses.

"Michael!" Lori squealed. "Out of all the surprises you've given me, this is the best one yet!" Lori took the roses and kissed him softly but passionately. "Thank you," Lori whispered in his ear, her hot breath tickling his earlobe.

Lori walked to the middle of the room and saw a card that said I love you sitting on her plate. Lori took the card and tucked into her pocket. "I love you two," Lori said, kissing her boyfriend again as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

After about 5 minutes of snogging, Lori and Michael had an early supper together and sat on the loveseat, talking about their future.

"I want kids someday, maybe twins," Lori sighed, staring at the ceiling dreamily.

"I would want them to be girls. Rose and Petunia," Michael said, tightening his grip on Lori.

"I want them to be boys. Finn and Jack," Lori protested.

" Girls would be better," Michael said.

"No, boys would. Besides, if we had girls, their names wouldn't be Rose and Petunia. Their names would be Clementine and Jamie."

Michael rolled his eyes at her remark. "How would you support them?" he asked.

"I would work as an Auror," Lori said.

"No! I wouldn't let you take such a dangerous job!" Michael protested.

"Then maybe I'll play Quidditch," Lori suggested.

"As long as I get free tickets all season long, then I'll let you play," he answered.

"Let me play? I'll have you know, I'm a strong, independent, woman. I don't need you to tell me what I can do and what I can't do!" Lori said sternly. She took her book bag and left the room, leaving Michael in the room alone.