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{ Wizards, Time Lords & Muggles.

It was very kind of her friends to visit her but she felt like she wasn’t herself. She felt like she was someone else looking at the scene from up above. She wanted to go home. School had always been challenging in terms of being social but this hasty change of events was the final straw for her. On one hand, she didn’t want to leave, she loved Hogwarts. But on the other hand, she felt like she no longer belonged, no longer would be welcomed. A thick fog of uncertainty hung over her head and even the faces of Hermione and Harry couldn’t help cheer her up. What had happened was absurd and it took some of the sanctity of Hogwarts away from her mind. It saddened her greatly and she just gave a nod when Harry and Hermione excused themselves to go to class or whatever. Luna kept her gaze down at her lap even when she heard muffled noise.

When the curtain was pulled back, she flinched, not quite expecting another visitor so soon. Who could it be? The thin blond woman blinked and saw it wasn’t a student like Ginny or Cho, but was in fact a professor. Confusion overcame her, she didn’t have Charms for another day and a half, why would Mr. Logan pay her a visit? He explained that he had heard of the incident itself but not of the consequences. Her heart sank, knowing that if she could stay at school, she would be even more ostracized than even before. “I see.” She said quietly and returned her gaze to her lap. It was hard to focus. There were so many things swirling around in her head, yet at the same time, there was somehow nothing at all in her head. She felt so disconnected and lost and didn’t think she’d ever want to leave the infirmary.

Would anyone even care if she just ended up vanishing altogether?

Because that’s how she felt, she felt like fading away and hiding, while at the same time screaming out for someone to notice her and not just what she somehow now looked like. Her mind was apparently adjusting to the physical change and she was already noticing subtle changes in the way she thought and organized things logically. Somehow she had spells in her memory that she had never even heard of and yet she knew them, she knew them for a witch of her age. That frightened her and worried her. As the teacher leaned in closer and pulled out an odd device, she gave him a look. She heard a faint whirling noise and tried to keep perfectly still, as she hadn’t a clue what he was up to. It wasn’t that she felt as if she were in danger, but she just had no idea who she could trust or even why, for that matter. Once he was done, he began to talk and she did her best to keep up and pay attention.

“Alright, sir.” Luna said quietly. Then he said that if she ever needed to talk, he would be available, that she wasn’t alone. That meant a lot to her but she could just silently nod as he left. She slumped back into bed and looked off. Time trickled by painfully slow and she was allowed to go back to her dorm as supper started so she wouldn’t run into anyone. Luna gathered some items, as she was told she would be staying in a spare room in the castle since she no longer needed to be under medical supervision. She found her room with some guidance from Madam Pomfrey. “Thank you.” She said and let herself inside. Luna made herself comfortable and found herself not only bored but restless. While waiting in the infirmary, she had written to her father about the events and she now had to mail it, which would be a bit of a hike from her temporary room. She poked her head out of the door and saw the coast was still clear.

The girl made her way up towards the aviary and attached her letter to an owl and sent it off. As she started to head back down, she saw Mr. Logan up ahead, he appeared to be looking around for something or someone. She bit down on her lower lip, finding herself a bit anxious. But still, her curiosity couldn’t be helped and she jogged over to him, still getting used to her taller body. “E-excuse me.” She said. “I was just wondering…what is that thing you used earlier? The metal wand? It’s not normal.” If anyone knew what normal was and wasn’t, it was her. Luna looked around, not really looking forward to running into any students, most would just stare of mock her.

- - -

Upon getting a formal invitation from the man, she entered. “Thanks.” Rose said and looked back at the door for a moment. He moved to his desk and took out a book to likely jot down her appointment. Rose really wished she could have made a plan with the Doctor before getting ahead of herself. Once again she was torn between going on ahead or playing it safe. And Rose wasn’t always a fan of playing it safe, not since her whole world had been changed. Now her world was so much bigger than it ever was. There was life beyond the dull shop and date night with Mickey. Life could be so much more. She was in Harry Bloody Potter for God’s sake. She was at Hogwarts, solving a mystery. So maybe she could ease up on herself for being so gungho.

“Um what?” She looked back to the professor when he asked her something. “Oh um yeah uh tomorrow night’s good.” Rose said faintly and walked to where his disk was. She trailed her fingers along the edge of the desk and looked up when he said it was all right. “Great great.” She looked up and smiled weakly. Now that something was settled, she was determined to make sure she got to talk to the Doctor before her next encounter with Mr. Smith. Now what? Rose wasn’t sure what else to do now. Lunch was about over and classes would be resumed. “Guess I better go then, um thanks again.” She said blandly and headed back out of the classroom, feeling rather awkward. Where was the Doctor when she needed him? Where was the Marauder’s Map when she needed it?

The rest of the day passed by without much concern, Rose did her best to keep a low profile and not get on anyone’s bad side, namely the large woman in pink. Sadly, Rose did have Defense Against the Dark Arts as her last class of the long afternoon. Since they were just taking notes and reading, Rose spent her time doodling and playing M.A.S.H, the game she used to play as a kid on the playground. You picked a guy, the number of kids, etc and pretended to make a life out of chance. The grumpy professor snatched her parchment as she hobbled past. Rose looked up, more annoyed than reproachful. Umbridge shook her head and told Rose to see her after class. Just what she needed, detention when she had a hard enough time figuring out where the Doctor was.

As the rest of the class filed out of the room to go get dinner, Rose had to linger and get a dull lecture from the teacher. “I am aware you’re new and that Christmas is right around the corner but you are close to graduating, you cannot slack off at a time like this. You need to buckle down. Hmm?” She said. Rose put on a sorrowful expression, one she often used on her old teachers back home. “I have a meeting tonight but let’s see if we can’t find someone else to look after you.” She said and they walked out, down the large hallway. Up ahead, Mr. Smith was spotted. “Excuse me, I have a student here who has an hour of detention to make up, I’d like you to administer it.” Umbridge told the man and walked off to continue to the Great Hall.

“I’m very sorry.” Rose said sarcastically as Umbridge waddled off but it seemed like the nutter didn’t hear her.

Looking back to Mr. Smith, the blond gave a bit of a shrug. It was quickly decided that she’d find his office after dinner and they could figure out something for her to do. Rose felt a bit bad that Mr. Smith had to deal with it, though in her opinion, what she didn’t wasn’t even a big deal. She went to dinner and news of Luna was the only thing people could talk about. Most of the students felt bad for Luna while some weren’t too concerned. Rose was actually worried, she didn’t think such an event was even supposed to happen in the timeline. She was even more determined to hunt down the Doctor and see what was going on. In the meantime, she excused herself after eating a bit and headed back to the Charms classroom. “I didn’t even do anything wrong, you know.” She protested as Mr. Smith met her outside again. “I shouldn’t even have to take notes and do homework, it’s not like it really matters.” She muttered.

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Hermione had often brushed Draco Malfoy off as a jerk with a misunderstood sense of himself but after what he had done to her friend, she would never forgive him. Never. What he did took a lot of skill, or what she had heard, lack of skill. But to know he sat down and threw together such a potion to harm another student? She would be surprised if he wasn’t expelled within the week but her gut was telling her that his father would come up with some excuse to get his son off the hook for such a crime. It was unthinkable and for the rest of the day, she could barely focus on her school work. She and Harry had spotted the new professor, Mr. Logan after they left Luna’s beside. But even so, she had little interest in digging up her and Harry’s investigation on him and Rose.

At dinner, no one really spoke unless it was about Luna which only made Hermione even more sick and therefore unable to really eat anything. It could have been her, Luna was an innocent girl. Sure, she as quiet and a little weird, okay really weird, but why did she need to be bullied by Draco? She hated Draco. He was a git with no concern for anyone but himself. And she knew plenty of people would have it in for him now and she honestly couldn’t care less. As she looked to Harry, she knew her concern should be focused on him. She knew he was fuming over the incident as well and he couldn’t afford any more trouble. As she took a drink from her goblet, she looked over at the Slytherin table and saw Draco was boasting about his attack on Luna.

“Appalling.” She huffed. Thankfully McGonagall came over and grabbed the blond brat by the arm and led him out of the Great Hall, likely to take him away from the other students. It was then that Rose excused herself, muttering something about a pointless detention. It at least snapped Hermione out of her trance. Aside from Luna, Rose was the other mystery on their hands. She turned to Harry and frowned. “I think we should try talking to her tonight after detention.” She told Harry. “We have questions but there’s no point in having them if we can’t get any answers. If she’s here for something really important, then there’s a small chance she’ll tell us.” As much as the bookworm wanted to do some digging, the attack on Luna had somehow put things into perspective.

If Rose had something to hide, maybe it for good reason?

And she still needed to know if Harry was on board for the secret training. If he was, they had to act fast. The attack on Luna could serve as minimal distraction for the clever Slytherins who could easily rat them out. Hermione knew they’d have to be careful but with the holidays closing in on them, it was better to act now and prepare as much as possible for whatever was watching them, namely Voldemort. Once they were done eating, she, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Ginny headed back to the dorm to work on homework or hang out. The golden trio talked about doing something for Luna, such as get her some candy or something. George and Fred joined them and said they’d be happy to throw in some gags if it would cheer the Ravenclaw up.

“Thanks.” Hermione said to the twins as they entered the common room. “We can put something together tomorrow.” She told them as they all disbanded to go do their own thing. She then turned to Harry and motioned for him to step out with her. Once they were back in the hall outside of the portrait, but out of its earshot, she brought up the club again. “I know this isn’t the best of times but with the attack, I can’t see us waiting any longer to start the club.” She said nervously. “If you’re still not on board, that’s okay. Ron and I can set up a meeting in Hogsmead someplace for anyone who is interested and if that’s what you need to decide…” She trailed off. “I just know, with what has happened, people would be interested in what you have to offer. And you won’t be alone either, Ron and I will help too.” She assured him gently, resting a hand on his shoulder.

{ Wizards, Time Lords & Muggles.

Rose found herself very well and determined to get to the bottom of this otherworldly mystery. She was to find someone like the Doctor but who might not know it? If her suspect didn’t know it, how could she? Rose knew she needed more help from the Doctor but with him teaching different classes than the ones she was taking; it wouldn’t be easy to get time together without alerting any onlookers. Rose had to wreck her hair to try and come up with cover ups on the spot and she was worried she might mix them up if she wasn’t careful. As she looked at the Charms Professor, she had to force herself to remain in the present. She couldn’t let her mind wander off to the books she was now smack dab in the middle of or to the Doctor who was an alien traveling in a big blue box, who had just saved the world. She especially couldn’t think about her mother and friends back home. She missed them but at the same time, the change of pace was too exciting to take lightly.

Mr. Smith then countered her statement by saying she also looked a bit out of place. Rose knew for a fact that Mr. Smith was out of place, he had to be the one she and the Doctor were looking for. But to make a statement that he was also a Time Lord or whatever, was a bit risky. If she overstepped any sort of line, things could become ruined beyond repair and if Mr. Smith was someone important to the Doctor, Rose didn’t want to mess things up. So should she keep her distance or not? It was a tricky situation and she was growing more frustrated with it. “Um thanks I think.” Rose replied and brushed some of her hair behind her ear nervously. The rest of the class continued, Rose sat in the back and took notes while doodling a little. When it ended and lunch rolled around, Rose held back and kept close to Mr. Smith.

When she made it to the Gryffindor table, everyone was eating. “Hello.” She greeted and saw Ron pat the saved spot beside him. Rose caught Hermione who rolled her eyes a little. Rose took a seat and started to make herself a plate. “How was everyone’s classes this morning?” She asked, mostly as way to be polite and to get her mind off of certain things. It seemed like everyone had a nice morning, as was the usual for the beginning of any week. The blond from London however, kept glancing up at the table where all the staff resided. “Is there a way to get a teacher’s help, say after hours? Should I stop by their office or something?” She asked Hermione as they ate. Maybe there was a way Rose could get “help” from Mr. Smith and the Doctor and it wouldn’t raise any red flags. Hermione explained students could tutor one another in the vast library while teachers could answer questions during their allotted office hours.

That was enough for Rose, it was a place to start.

Things went by as smoothly as possible for Hermione.

Double Potions was uneventful much to her relief. Hermione was worried that the spat with Malfoy would put Harry in a rotten mood but he seemed to brush it off soon enough. By now, she was used to the blond’s outrageous remarks. They did very little to get under her skin but they could still irritate Ron and Harry and that was something she would have to deal with. With Umbridge stalking the castle and making ludicrous rules every other day, they had to be careful. Not to mention, his first detention with the portly devil had injured him. She didn’t want her friend getting hurt and she didn’t want Umbridge to get away with it either. From being baited in Defense Against the Dark Arts to Potions and Charms, there were plenty of pitfalls laid out for the golden trio. Hermione had every right to be worried about them, rather than the brat, Draco Malfoy.

As Double Potions let out for the start of lunch, she saw Umbridge wobble in and ask to speak to Professor Snape. Hermione had no intention of sticking around for whatever discussion was about to unfold. “Come on.” She said gently to Harry and they headed up to the main floor of the castle. “So tonight we can probably do most of our homework and get it out of the way.” She mentioned as they headed into the Great Hall. They were reunited with Neville and Ginny, with Ron trailing behind Harry and Hermione. Five minutes later, Rose had joined them and inquired about extra help with classes to which Hermione was more than happy to explain. As she finished her lunch, Hermione looked across at Harry who had the displeasure of having Ginny next to him but it seemed like he didn’t really pay mind to the redhead.

“How about we head to the library?” She suggested. Hermione couldn’t shake the feeling that perhaps, perhaps Rose was a time traveler. Harry had made some good points and some research could take their mind off of the rocky morning they had. “See you.” Hermione waved to her friends and headed off with Harry since it was clear Ronald had no interest in tagging along, which was fine with Hermione. They headed out and went up the staircase. “I’ve been thinking about what you said about Rose.” She told Harry as they walked toward the library. “And the blue box is also very peculiar. If she is a time traveler, she could be from the future if she used something besides a Time Turner.” She mused as they finally arrived at their destination. Not many students were in there, as most were either at lunch or roaming the castle and avoiding any unnecessary work. A break didn’t appeal most students if it was in a library after all.

“And if she is from the future, I feel like it’s for a reason.” She finished her train of thought as she scanned the shelves of books. “I just don’t know what. Do you think it has something to do with Umbridge and the Ministry’s sudden and unjust interference?” She asked her friend.

After Luna parted ways from Mr. Logan, she headed off to her next class. Her mind kept drifting back to the two Professors who were clearly hiding something. She didn’t have anyone to confide in though. She had Cho but they weren’t close. And there was Ginny but Ginny was always busy with Quidditch or those in her own House. And while she sometimes like to chat with the Gary Lady but she felt like she really hadn’t a soul to turn to and it made the girl feel utterly lost. So the best she could do was jot down her musings in her notes and write to her father. As lunch rolled around, she pushed the food around her plate and decided to do some wandering around. It was one of her favorite past times

She got up from her seat and quietly headed out. She only just exited the grand room when she heard someone call out her name. Luna whirled around. “Hello?” She asked but then a loud crash greeted the top of her head. She looked down at herself as a purple goo coated her entire body. She saw Draco and his goonies run off as she put a finger to her nose, trying to discern what she had been hit with. She hadn’t a clue and before she could go wash up, an intense pain overtook her. Luna fell to her knees and let out a loud cry. Thankfully some students had exited the Great Hall and notified the nurse to someone having been attacked. Luna was promptly taken to the infirmary and diagnosed.

When she finally came around, she found it terribly hard to breathe.

Luna tried to move her hand but then when she looked at it, it appeared to be changed. Slightly, but still changed. She sat up and put a hand to her chest. Something felt off. Something felt not right. Something was wrong. She rubbed her head and saw Madame Pomfrey standing by her bedside. “You’re alright Ms. Lovegood.” She said.

“What happened?”

“You were attacked with an aging potion and it’s been botched so the cure isn’t as readily as it would be.” She replied.

“It was Draco Malfoy, he threw a vial at me.” Luna insisted, an anger rising inside of her. “Someone has to do something.” It hadn’t yet hit her that she was older, different than ever before. She then noticed Harry and Hermione in front of her bed looking concerned and slightly shocked. Hermione handed Luna a mirror and Luna looked at herself. She was older by perhaps ten years. She looked similar but her features were more smooth and mature. Now her heart was beating too fast and she quickly went to set the mirror down but instead it broke on the floor, having fallen from her shaky grasp. “What’s going to happen?” She whispered. As a student, Hogwarts was her home but if she was too old…where would she go? How could she fit in? Time had been so hastily taken from her and everyone was acting like nothing was wrong!

“Dumbledore is talking to your father as well as Draco’s.” Hermione said timidly, unable to digest what Draco had done. Somehow in the back of her mind, she told herself it could be her in Luna’s position and it sent chills down her spine. She grabbed Harry’s hand tightly. “Don’t worry, I’m sure this can be fixed…” She tried to assure her friend. Having heard about the accident while at the library, the two hurried to find out what had happened. And in that moment, the bookworm was ready to lash out at Draco with everything she had.

Meanwhile, Rose had gotten up from the table sometime after Harry and Hermione. She decided she could go make an appointment with Mr. Smith and maybe in doing so, she could find out more about him. She had made an effort to stop by Mr. Logan’s office as well but he wasn’t anywhere to be found which bothered Rose, as she felt like she had been left to fend for herself. All she could do was just carry on see if Mr. Smith was around. She knocked on his door and slouched against the wall to wait. She dug out her cell phone which she stashed in her pocket and saw no signal, which wasn’t a surprise. It just solidified the fact that she couldn’t call her mother, who was probably worried sick. She put it away with a heavy heart and saw her number on suspect coming down the hall.

Now she wished she had made a better plan because all she could blurt out was, “Have you got time to tutor?” She asked, which to her sounded a bit absurd.

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Harry said he would think about her offer and that was all she could really ask for. The last thing Hermione wanted to be was another burden, another weight to rest upon Harry's shoulders. What she wanted was to be the opposite; help. Hermione wanted to see Harry succeed, even with everything that was going on. In the back of her head, she did consider his thoughts on Rose Tyler, the mysterious girl. Could she be a time traveler? Hermione wasn't sure, but then again there were things even she didn't know about. Hermione made a note to talk to the older blond in the morning. When the next day did arrive, she headed down to the common room to wait for the boys. Once they were all together, they headed down, along with Rose, Ginny and Neville to get something to eat. They kept the conversation light, soon they ran into Luna who also seemed ready for the day. Once the introductions were done and over with, they parted their ways to eat.

As breakfast wrapped up, she looked at her schedule, which happened to be Double Charms. She thought back to what the man had said to her the night before. He seemed rather cheerful and easy going. And well, she had plenty of strict teachers in school so she was looking forward to one who didn't seem quick to crack the whip, so to speak. She had found the night before, that she had been given an old trunk with various supplies and even a simple wand. Rose was a little curious, unsure if the Doctor or Dumbledore himself had provided such supplies. Either way, it would help to keep up with appearances. She glanced down at her robes and tried to adjust them as Ron passed her some jam for her toast. "Thanks." She said and applied it and took a bite. "I'll see you guys at lunch or something, okay?" She said and got up and dusted herself off. As much as she wanted to just lounge around and enjoy the dream come true, she couldn't. She was at Hogwarts to help, not indulge herself. Ron gave her a wave but she just hurried off with her things.

Thankfully she remembered the classroom and slipped in along with everyone else. As class began, she settled into the back and tried to figure out how to actually use a quill and ink. It was so old fashioned when pens and pencils were perfectly useful, even in the 90s. Rose hadn't a clue why they just upgrade a little but she figured they liked things done a certain 'old' way so she quickly dug a pen out from her jeans, under her robe (since she decided to neglect the jumper and skirt laid out for her) and started to scribble down notes. 'This isn't fair, going to school and doing homework...' She started to think to herself. Her bitterness didn't linger though. As the teacher, Mr. Smith began to talk about cloaking charms, Rose smiled to herself. She was at Hogwarts, a little note-taking shouldn't be so torturous. As the class winded down for a break before the second hour, she looked at her notes and wondered if they'd ever be put to good use or not. If she was a muggle, then she couldn't do magic. Could she?

Now she wished she paid more attention to Filch's situation.

Meanwhile, Luna, Ron, Draco, Harry and Hermione were all situated in their muggle studies course.

Hermione watched their new substitute saunter in. She straightened up in her seat a little. It seemed she wasn't the only female in the room to take notice to Mr. Logan's great appearance. Except perhaps Luna, though her head was buried in a mess of notes. The class was a mixture of all the Houses, since the class itself was limited, it was open to anyone who could or needed to take it. Hermione bit her lower lip and felt the need to ask a question, just because it was in her nature, but she had nothing to say for some reason. So instead she pulled her hair back over her shoulders and cleared her throat. Draco and his goonies were sitting on the other side of the room and were just muttering to themselves, probably about their new teacher. "Why should we care?" Draco then raised a hand. "I mean, they're useless, can't do magic, they're as bad as mudbloods." He sent Hermione a glare, one she quickly threw back at him.

Luna raised her head when she sensed a disturbance.

"If you trace our history back far enough, it is supposed that magic and muggles could co-exist together. Some scholars even believe muggles created magic and soon labels were given depending on your bloodline and genetics." Luna said calmly. "To think in today's time people discriminate against history when really history tells us to get along...it's a bit alarming to look at the future." She set her quill down and Hermione looked to the blond girl, rather surprised to hear so much from the normally quiet odd duck of the class.

"She's right." Hermione huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "People like you give magic such a poor reputation." She looked to Draco Malfoy.

"The wizarding world owes our family a great deal-" Draco shot back but it seemed the teacher intervened and class began, the air slightly tense. As class carried on, Draco ended up just taking a nap and then near the end, he and his mates just talked about the Quidditch season and what they'd be doing for the holidays. Meanwhile, Luna and the Gryffindors were fine taking notes and asking questions. As everyone began to pack up, Hermione could sense that Draco wanted to stir up more trouble. Looking to Harry, she wished they had his invisibility cloak or something. Even so, she wasn't going to let the git get under their skin. Especially not Harry's. As the students filtered out of the classroom, she put an arm around the boy-who-lived and hurried out. Draco was as predicted, right behind them making crude comments. "I bet you'll ace that class, Granger. You might as well teach everyone how mudbloods think." He laughed. "Oh sorry, I mean muggles..."

Hermione rolled her eyes and headed toward the dungeons, as they had Double Potions before lunch.

Rose felt proud of herself. Thanks to some guy, she dropped out of university, but being back in a learning environment felt rather nice. She packed up her things and looked over at the teacher, the best suspect she had come across. Who else could it be? It had to be him? But how could she tell if he was a Time Lord like the Doctor? Her Doctor. She hadn't a clue how to get close to him and get proof. She wasn't sure why he'd be hiding in Hogwarts though, unless he was hiding from something? Or someone? Like some evil alien race? Rose honestly didn't know. If someone could help, it may be Hermione, if not the Doctor, who was off teaching. She walked down to the center of the room and decided to try something, anything. "So Mr. Smith...where you from?" She asked him. "Have you ever...traveled through time?" She asked him. She wanted to be more subtle but nothing was coming to mind except the obvious. "I mean, time turners don't count." She quickly waved a hand. "I mean it would be amazing if you could also travel through space, rather than just time..."

Now she was sure she sounded like a nutter.

The other students were mingling outside, stretching their legs before the class would resume. "I just...um...you just seem like the kind of guy who could do more than teach." She shrugged. Rose wished she knew more about the situation, she needed to talk to the Doctor and not get interrupted.

As everyone left the classroom, Luna was slow to make it out herself. There was something about their new teacher. His aura gave her the idea that he was so much older than he looked. When she looked at him, she saw images of people and places that were far beyond that of Earth itself. Luna wasn't sure why, but she found herself quite puzzled. Usually people left her alone because she was in her own world, and somehow she got the similar impression when she looked at Mr. Logan. She walked over him, closely studying him. He looked normal but then there was this light just swirling around him in her eyes. As some students for the next class came in, she noticed she had just been standing and staring for a bit too long. "Sorry, you just have a fascinating aura about you." She told Mr. Logan. "I've never seen or felt anything quite like it. Your...your eyes have seen so much-"

"Hey looney." A sixth year boy threw a parchment ball at her head. Luna flinched and looked down at the projectile at her feet.

"Sorry, sir." Luna gave him a smile and hurried out to get to her next class, Double Potions as well.

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"Thanks." Rose replied to Harry. Just keep calm. Keep calm. Rose could keep calm right? She was just sitting in the Great Hall, now sorted into Gryffindor, smack dab in the middle of a random scene straight from a movie or book. The blond knew Umbridge would be dealt with later on and didn't think she would be who they were looking for. Rose had some kind of advantage at least, she already knew the ins and outs of the people around her. It was quite exciting, rather than plainly terrifying. Even so, she took a deep breath and decided it would be best to do some investigating on her own, rather than muck about with those she idolized and day dreamed about. At the mention of Harry and Hermione spending some time together, a grin crept up. "Oh yes, you two should definitely hang out, talk and stuff..." Rose said and then went back to eating. As Ron was on his third helping, she got up from her place at the long wooden table. "I'm going to go to bed I think, I'll see you lot in the morning at class." She smiled and headed off.

"G'night." Hermione said and waved to the new girl. She then looked back to Ron and then to Harry. Something was unsettling, the bushy hair girl could sense it. But what exactly, she wasn't sure. Sure, that big blue box was weird but there was something else. Though rather than dwell on it, Hermione just finished her meal and when Harry seemed ready to go, she headed off with him. Several other students had decided to also turn in for the night or get started on any homework prior to going to bed. "It's all a little weird. I feel like something is up but I cannot put my finger on it." She mentioned to Harry as they headed towards their dormitory but then found an empty classroom to which she could talk to him without being interrupted. "What I really wanted to discuss was..." She glanced out the window. It was dark outside, even so, specks of white snow could be seen falling from the dark sky. Winter was descending upon the school. It felt like yesterday since they arrived back at school and were greeted with drastic and sinister changes.

Hermione looked back to Harry and gave him a tender smile. "Ron and I have been thinking about how Defense Against the Dark Arts is being handled. It's absolute rubbish. No one here is going to stand a chance when danger comes for us, and it likely soon will." She said and fidgeted. A hand fell upon one of the dusty desks and she drummed her fingers. "Well, we were thinking about starting a club. A club where students could learn how to fight and defend themselves. Obviously we need to take the teaching into our hands. And well who better to lead us than someone who has the most experience?" The girl's smile widened a bit. This was surely a suggestion right out of left field. Here she was suggesting something that would break all of the rules being set by the nasty woman in pink. And it was a risk, someone could let their secret slip. But that risk was nothing compared to leaving the innocent unprepared. "Ron and I would help of course. I already have some ideas I've been mulling over." Truthfully she had a book locked away under her bed with ideas and notes regarding the club.

If anyone knew her, they wouldn't be surprised though.

Meanwhile, Rose had managed to get herself lost, despite reading all the books and seeing all eight films.

"Great." She sighed and looked around. "What I wouldn't give for the Marauders Map right now..." She ran a hand through her messy hair and pulled it back into a loose bun. She had been told to get into her robes which would be provided to her by her new bed. Rose had a feeling the aged Headmaster knew she wasn't really a witch, but even so he seemed more than accommodating which was quite odd to her. Then again, she knew the man was busy trying to deal with Umbridge and all the other new conspiracies coming out in the Daily Prophet. So either he knew and didn't care or he knew what was going on entirely and was okay with it. She suspected the latter of the two and just continued to wander around the old castle. It was still sinking in that she, an ordinary girl, was now in a place of fantasy and magic. The blond turned to see she had somehow stumbled into a corridor where all the teacher's pictures were hanging. She found her way to the most current one and scanned for anyone out of place.

Her dazzling blue eyes caught sight of man who she had never seen or heard of. He was the teacher of Charms. She looked at his name in the credits under the photo and saw he called himself John Smith. "Yeah, sure, that's not suspicious at all." She muttered sarcastically and smiled inwardly. "I think I may have to pay him a visit." She felt rather pleased that she had found a lead so soon. Before she could trot onwards and figure out where his classroom or office was, she found a large woman coming towards her. Rose's blood turned cold. "Professor Umbridge...g-good evening." She said and pressed her back against the wall. Sure, she had just been battling a plastic army but they had nothing on the terror nearing her.

"You're violating dress code. What House are you?" She hummed with a thick lipstick smile.

"Um Slytherin." She said, trying not to smirk.

"I'll be docking fifteen points, now run along." Umbridge waved at Rose. The blond Londoner hurried past the woman and took the stairs down another level though made sure she wasn't somehow going down to the dungeons. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. That may have had something to do with the bewitched pictures and portraits around her.

"Can one of you point me to the um...Charms Classroom?" She asked one of them. After getting directions, Rose headed back toward the Great Hall and then took a left and headed down several passageways until she reached what she supposed was her destination. The girl pushed open the door and saw no one was inside. Rose hoped the professor was still out eating or chatting, the longer he was gone, she could do some snooping. "I wish I had a wand." Well, even if she did, she wasn't sure if she'd even be able to use it. And there was no telling if she'd have one waiting for her when she got up to the dorms. All she could do was assume supplies would be provided and just focus on the task at hand, which wasn't quite legal, she supposed but she brushed that little bit aside and walked up to the desk. She moved around and tried to open the drawers but not surprisingly, they were locked. "Of course there'd be charms on them." She cringed and sat in the large seat and leaned back, thinking back to when Ron, Harry and Hermione had charms and had to levitate the feather.

Laughing softly, her nerves lightened and she sat up and began to push papers around. Nothing was standing out to her and she wished the Doctor was around to give her hand. She had saved his life, the least he could do was not just abandon her in the middle of Hogwarts for god's sake. But she assumed he would take on the role of some professor and they'd meet up the following day. The last thing she needed was Umbridge or Snape taking notice to her and the Doctor's sudden appearance. Rose let out an annoyed sigh and was about ready to give up when she saw something shiny out of the corner of her eye. It would have helped if she knew what she was looking for. Time Lord trivia wasn't something the blond had a vast amount of. She picked up the small pocket watch and sat back in the chair. It seemed so simple, so plain and yet it had caught her eye. How come? It was then the lights suddenly came on and she ended up dropping the tiny item. "Bullocks." She hissed and crouched down and picked it up. When she got to her feet, she saw the professor in the doorway, looking puzzled.

"Hi um. I'm new and thought I'd come here...cause Charms is one of my favorite subjects. Yeah. I just um transfered from uh Beauxbatons." She quickly made up. "I'm Rose Tyler." She saw no sense in trying to come up with a fake name though, that would just make her undercover even more complicated than it already was. "Sorry." She set the watch down and shuffled away from the desk and walked over to the tall man, trying not to seem as nervous as she really was. The more she studied him, the more she became suspicious. "I should just go though. Goodnight Professor." She then squeezed by him and hurried toward the Gryffindor dormitory a few floors up. As she walked along, she kept an eye out for the Doctor. As she rounded a corner she ran right into something. "Sorry!" She then realized it just happened to be the alien himself. "Doctor! I've been looking everywhere for you." She then saw he had robes and she gave him a bit of a look. Unfair. "I think I found a lead but I'm not sure yet." Before she could say anything more, Draco and his goonies appeared. Lovely.

"Anyway I'll see you tomorrow." Was all Rose said before she gave the man a wave and hurried on her way.

Hermione meanwhile, was still awaiting any ideas from her best friend. "I know it's a lot to think about." She knew his mind was still stuck on the events that happened in the graveyard and that he was still trying to talk to Sirius without alerting anyone. And he always had the burden of the nightmares which plagued him. And on top of that, he felt as thought Dumbledore was ignoring him whist Umbridge was ruling over the school with an iron fist. It seemed things for Harry were only worsening and Hermione wished she could help. For a moment, she did consider throwing the idea away, that he had too much to handle. But she found herself believing that this would be a nice outlet for him. He was still dealing with Cho Chang, who Hermione was friends with, all Hermione wanted to do was help carry some of the burden that weighed Harry down. And maybe if it meant co-planning a new secret club to combat the ignorance fueling the current teachings in class, so be it.

"I think it could be fun." Of course it wasn't meant to be fun, per say. "I mean..." She sighed softly and walked closer to him. Hermione placed a hand on his shoulder. "You've been pulling away from us, having angry outbursts and I know you don't get much sleep." Ron had told her about it, but Harry's face also gave it away. "I'm just trying to help you and I know in your heart, you want to help others too." Hermione reminded him, her smile still gently present on her lips. Then she pulled him into a tight hug. "Think about it, alright?" She said quietly. A mass of students passed by the hall and she released him, as she knew it was time they completed their route to the dorms. "Come on." She said and headed out of the classroom and waited for him. Once he caught up with her, they continued to the dorm. After the correct password was given, they headed into the cozy common room. "I remember spending long nights doing homework during our first year." She laughed to Harry.

Those were the days, weren't they?

Or were the ones they had now, better?

"Good night." She waved to him and hurried up the stairs and turned into the girl's dorm.

OOC/IC - 2 questions / requests?

What if a user just wants an IC without an OOC? In the future, will it be possible to just rename a singular used tab from the default OOC to just e IC?

And is it possible to distinguish between who has made a post where (OOC v IC) in a thread? I mean, In the subform page itself and possibly the home page? (because the IntChk versus IC slots are so close together, it's a bad hard to see which link belongs to which subform or maybe it's just me?)

Did that make sense?

EDIT - Oh crap, I'm sorry. I didn't notice it at least has two time stamps in the subforum for IC post and OOC post. *face palms*

{ Wizards, Time Lords & Muggles.

"I can't believe what a wretched woman she is...coming here and taking over. I can't believe Dumbledore won't do anything about her." Hermione huffed as she and her two best friends walked out of Hagrid's hut. Of course Hermione knew this was what the Ministry would do. But the woman had hurt Harry and was now abolishing everything that made Hogwarts her home. Growing up, she didn't make friends very well. She kept to herself, buried her head books. When she got her letter, she was thrilled to know that there were others like her, people who she could connect with. But when she did begin life at Hogwarts, it was still hard for her to come out of her shell, that was until the night Harry and Ron came to save her. It was then that the bookworm knew that she had found people who she could really count on. And from then on, she did. Hermione was so thankful to have found a new home and to have it slowly dissected was terrible. So she was thinking about starting an underground club to help those around her actual learn useful magic.

She had yet to tell Harry the idea. It was just something she tossed around with Ron from time to time. It would be a dangerous proposition. Umbridge was everywhere and monitoring everything and everyone. If they were to put together some club, it would have to be done with the utmost care. As they headed up the hill towards the castle, as it was nearing dinner, there was a large blue object hurdling from the gray sky overhead. Hermione grabbed her wand and Ron reached out for her arm but she tugged it away. "Come on." She said. Harry seemed to agree but Ron stayed where he was until she and Harry vanished into the woods. He then yelled out and ran after them. "Honestly, Ronald, after what we've been through this shouldn't be a big deal." Hermione smiled at the redhead. They walked around until they saw a blue police box amongst the broken trees. Her breath quickened and she held up her wand. "Hello?" She called out. She glanced to Harry but nothing happened. Should they report it?

It was hard to imagine how one's life could change so suddenly. But it had for Rose Tyler. Hours ago she was a girl who worked at a retail shop and then she met The Doctor. The man claimed to be an alien and even had a spaceship that looked like an old police box. He ran around and tried to save the city from some giant blob which control all the plastic in the world. It was so hard to believe and yet it was something that she couldn't just walk away from. The Doctor asked her to come with him and see the universe and the only thing she do was kiss Mickey goodbye and dash into the TARDIS. And that's what happened, simple enough. Rose paced around the glowing controls and looked at the man. "So anyplace you wanna show me, alien boy?" She asked teasingly, sticking her tongue out a little as she trailed her hands along to controls. Before there was any time to settle, the TARDIS began to rattle and wail. "I-I didn't do anything I swear!" She held up her hands as she stumbled backwards.

Soon enough the chaos subsided and she got to her feet. "What the bloody hell happened?" She rubbed her head. "I'm alright, you?" She asked the Doctor. Rose moved to the door and cautiously opened it and found her staring at a trio of students. "Um hold on a sec, kay?" She shut the door and leaned against. "Oh my god...I think...I think I just saw Harry, Ron and Hermione...is that...is that possible?" She gasped and looked down at her clothes. "Are we...is...is Harry Potter real?" Sure, she read it as a child but to her knowledge, it was just fiction. But then again if aliens were real, who was she to question magic being real as well? It was then quickly explained that J.K Rowling was really someone who could travel in time, but not a Time Lord, and that Harry Potter itself was real. "Wow..." She said and opened the door to see the three still standing there. They were a bit younger than her but not by much. "Hi there...I'm Rose Tyler..." She said awkwardly.

"Just hold on again. Sorry." She closed the TARDIS door again and whirled around to face the Doctor. He explained that the TARDIS has locked onto some odd signal which only Time Lords could produce. But sadly it was dim and unable to lock on the signal itself. Whatever was really going on, was really interesting. "Okay so we just pretend to go to Hogwarts and figure out who might be a Time Lord?" She asked him with a shrug. All she was told was that it was rare to find another Time Lord, that the Doctor thought he was the last of his kind. Rose glanced down for a moment, not really sure what to say. To her, he was still just a stranger. How could she comfort someone she just met? "Okay well here goes nothing." She said and turned back around and stepped out into the Forbidden Forest. "Yeah so um I'm late...uh should have been sorted a while ago but I had some troubles and yeah." She said and glanced over her shoulder to see the Doctor wasn't following her out.

After seeing a blond girl twice, she finally came out and Hermione offered her hand in greeting. "I'm Hermione Granger, we're fifth years. This is Harry and Ron. Are you alright?"

"Yes I'm fine...just shaken up is all." Rose replied and brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear.

"Okay." Hermione offered a small smile and the four headed up to the castle. Hermione spent some time talking to Rose, trying to get any information she could. "It's almost time for supper. I'll take you to the Headmaster's office." She offered and put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I'll see you guys at dinner okay?" She said and with that, she motioned for Rose to follow her. They talked to the Headmaster and then headed down to dinner since Rose didn't appear injured. Hermione had an odd feeling about the girl but didn't say anything. It seemed Dumbledore had allowed her so who was she to question it? "Hey guys." She sat down next to Harry and Rose sat on the other side of Hermione where Ron was. "The Sorting Hat put her here so it looks like we've got a new friend." Hermione smiled an began to make herself a plate. "You alright?" Hermione asked Rose who seemed a bit preoccupied. Rose looked to Ron and then over at Harry and nodded silently.

"I just...I just..." How could she explain to them that they were from a book? Books she loved. She felt like she was dreaming and yet drowning at the same time. She was supposed to be helping the Doctor find someone. "Is there anyone here you may have an issue with? Someone who just seems...weird?"

"There's Umbridge." Ron said as he took a mouthful of meatloaf.

"Someone else..." Rose muttered and shook her head, it was still tough to adjust.

"Harry, I actually wanted to talk to you about something later tonight." Hermione mentioned, thinking it would be a good enough time to bring up a Defense Against the Dark Arts club. "Maybe Ron can show you around." She then said to Rose.

"Oh I think I can find my way around on my own." Rose replied and looked over at the teachers who were sitting at a long table. "I guess I'm a Seventh Year...I wonder what I'll have to take..." She said quietly.

{ Wizards, Time Lords & Muggles.

Okay so here's our OOC for our continued RP of Doctor Who meets Harry Potter.

My roles:
Rose Tyler
Luna Lovegood
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy

Your roles:
The Ninth Doctor
The Ten Doctor
Harry Potter

Shared:
Ron Weasley
Ginny Weasley
Umbridge

Status Update

Genkai is working on a post for Irisa, a graphic for her RP with Irisa and her homework due Tue.

A Digital Era: Corrected & Connected

Oh wow, interest! That's great, do any of you have any questions or concerns?