Collision Course (HP - Doctor Who) BOOK 1

Hogsmede Trip

Hey you guys! FYI, its 5:15 (am) rn, so if this is a little sloppy, sorry about that. Aaaanyway, on with the chapter!

Doctor's POV

"Hey, Master, isn't it the hogsmede trip tomorrow?" He looked up for a second, like he was trying to figure it out then nodded.

"Yeah, think so. Why do you ask?"
"We could head down there ourselves if you wanted? After all, we know about the secret passage way, or whatever you want to call it, so if there were dementors, we could just pass right by them." My friend shrugged.

"Sure, why not? It's not like we have anything else to do."

"Wait," I interrupted, "what about Donna? And how can she see the castle if she's a muggle? There's supposed to be some sort of spell stopping them so they don't come in, right?" He shrugged again.

"Probably because we flew straight into the grounds, so the spell cancelled out. Does it really matter, or are you just asking about random things?"
"Random things, I guess. It's probably nothing."

We headed up to the rooms so we could check on Donna (who, we decided, could sleep in a bedroom in the TARDIS.) She decided she wanted to come with us, and then we had a great night playing board games like Monopoly and Cluedo (though how the Master won Guess Who every time, even when sat in a different room, I'll never know.)

~In the morning~

Soon enough it was the morning of the trip, and we were getting ready.

"Hey, Master, you know what could be really funny?"
"Many things, yes. Have a particular one in mind?"

"Yeah. How cool would it be if we dressed up as our younger selves for the day? I wonder how people would react..?" I could almost feel the eye roll from the other side of the room.

"And you don't think it would be better to do this on Halloween? You know, the day when people are supposed to dress up?"
"Well, technically, that's for dressing up as other people. You could say we're dressing normally, since we're wearing our old clothes."
He sighed, which I'd been hearing a lot of over the past few weeks.

"Fine," he relented, "how far back're we talking?"

"I guess any that isn't the one you had in my 8th form because I'd laugh so hard I'd choke. Maybe go for the one that used to try and kill Doctor v.3? It's far better than the one after that."

"Oh, yeah, I can't believe I got into that state. So are you gonna be 3rd then?"
"Hmm. Actually, I think it would be fun to be 4th, I really miss the scarf sometimes," I mentioned, absent-mindedly rubbing my neck.

"What the hell are you two talkin' about?" Donna asked.
"Oh, Rassilon, I forgot to tell you. Uh, basically, being a Time Lord means you can do this thing, to cheat death. It changes pretty much everything about you, so you're basically a whole new person. The Master and I are dressing and acting like our old self. Well," I added, "besides him trying to destroy the planet and kill me. I don't think it would be smart to do that."

"No, really, Doc? I thought it would be a great idea to make him insane, murderous and insanely murderous," she replied, sarcasm pouring from her sentence like water out of a tap.

"Hardy ha. Very funny. Now can we please get ready? We've been standing here for almost 25 minutes now!" I exclaimed. With a mumbled complaint, he shuffled off to put on his outfit.

~20 minutes later~

Master's POV

I can't believe the Doctor made me wear this! 'Speaking of him, though.. where is he?'
Just as I thought that, the man came striding down the stairs, scarf trailing roughly 2 meters behind him. At least we have glamours on.