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Juliet's POV – The Next Morning – The Gryffindor Common Room

I sat by Tom not liking having a professor over my shoulder every two seconds. The Doctor had been one of the main professors to take the job of being my guard. He would only stop when Donna made him. That was once yesterday because I was talking to Tom about something that I thought was private.

I really liked Tom and he liked me, but I had to try to ignore it. I didn't want Tom being sucked into all of this. He didn't deserve to have to deal with all of this. He has enough he has to deal with. I'd been pulled from my classes to keep my full focus on self defense. Dad was teaching me in dungeons where my progress could be monitored closely. He, on the other hand, still had loads of homework, plus a secret he kept. Something he wouldn't tell me. I didn't blame him. We were still complete strangers to each other in my eyes. I had only told him that I was a werewolf because I wanted some support. Hermione was a good friend and all, but she always just asked questions. I needed true full support, no questions asked.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the Doctor talking to me excitedly about something he'd heard somewhere.

"Huh?" I asked blankly looking over at him.

A group of first years were gathered around us, listening to what he was saying to me. He frowned as I looked at him confused.

"Were you not listening to me?" He asked. I nodded slightly looking down feeling guilty. "That's rude. What was that about? You're a sweet kid Juliet. Ever since I told you that you couldn't leave the TARDIS tonight you've been quiet and not even paying attention," He said becoming concerned. I sort of just shrugged and decided not to answer him. I looked up at Tom and then back at the Doctor. "Well?" He asked. I don't know why but that pushed me over the edge and I blew up in front of the whole common room.

"DOCTOR I'M SICK OF YOU BREATHING DOWN MY NECK! MAKE IT BE SOMEONE ELSE! FOR MY OWN SANITY! I DON'T GIVE A CRAP ANYMORE! I CAN'T TAKE THIS!" I screamed at him, feeling my face flush with anger and guilt and my finger nails cut into my hand because I was clenching them so hard.

It happened quickly. Tom looked at me for a second and ran from the Common Room terrified. I got up and followed him, losing him once we got outside. When I turned I almost screamed it shocked me so badly. Tom was standing right behind me. He looked pale and sick as he blinked and looked at me confused.

"What was that about? You ran off! I was having a mental breakdown and you just ran off," I said staring at him. I feared that I had scared him.

Tom muttered, "My secret. I couldn't help it. I had to get out of there. I'm sorry."

I nodded, not wanting to make him mad at me by questioning him further. The Doctor ran up behind me and Professor McGonagall followed. She began to lecture me about how dangerous it was for me to run off like that and it was stupid to follow him. I leaned against the cool brick of Hogwarts.

At dinner I snuck a sleeping potion into the Doctor's drink and ran out to the Forbidden forest and waited. I knew I'd have to transform tonight, but I decided I wouldn't tell Tom or Hermione. I knew Hermione would make a huge fuss about it and tell the Doctor and Tom would be mad at me for giving the Doctor the sleeping potion rather than tell him. I knew I made a wrong choice, but I didn't want him to know. I was afraid of what he might say or do.

That Morning

I walked up to the girl's dorms and fell into my bed. I was stiff and tired. My clothes were tired and I could feel the mud in my hair. There was a foul taste in my mouth, but I didn't care as I fell asleep. I became wrapped up in dreams of travelling through all of time and space.

I jolted awake hours later. As I looked around I could see that I was in the TARDIS. Hermione, Tom, and the Doctor were standing around me. Hermione looked guilty, Tom looked disappointed with me, and the Doctor looked angry. I refused to look any of them in the eyes. I knew I was in trouble this time.

"J-Juliet I'm sorry. He made your dad give us a truth potion. I had to tell him," Hermione sobbed with a sniff.

"What were you thinking, knocking me out like that?" He asked. I looked up surprised. Hermione had told him I slipped something into his drink, nothing else.

"I dunno. I was sick of having someone constantly looking over my shoulder," I lied. I hated lying to him, but for him to know the truth would lead to so many questions. I could feel it. It'd be like when I told Hermione.

He just shook his head. I could tell that he didn't want to be mad at me. I personally didn't want him to.

"I'm sorry," I said to him honestly. "I really am. I just wanted a break."

He sighed and nodded, smiling as he let the topic drop. I knew he was trying to figure out why, but I would never tell him. He was brilliant though, I knew that much, and he'd figure it out. The brilliant Doctor. The Doctor in the TARDIS. He had saved me on so many occasions and this is how I treated him. I know it was wrong, but that's been my life since that werewolf bite. Lying, stealing, and tricking people, and I was used to it. What's happened to me?