Collision Course (HP - Doctor Who) BOOK 1

So not ready for this.

Hello! Hello! Anyone who likes boxing? Did you see last night's match (well, 23/Feb. I'm writing this on 24/Feb. Oh well)? Thoughts?

Doctor's POV.

"Uhh.. sure. Come on down in an hour, k?" I asked. For the love of Gallifrey, I was not ready for this!

"Alright, see you then sir!" He spoke cheerfully.

Speeding through the halls and into my room was the first thought in mind, so that's what I did.
With an audible 'BANG!', I slammed the door behind me and flopped forward into the sofa.

"Who did you tell this time?" My friend asked tiredly.

"No one. The Golden Gryffindors followed me up into the staff meeting." I groaned in frustration.

"They'll be down in an hour. Luckily next week is the last one of term, right? They may not be gone but pretty much everyone else will be."
"Here. Have a centerlitre of this stuff."

He chucked a bottle of Vodka at my head.
"Use extreme caution... do not take as a shot under any.. circumstances.. what is this?" I asked incredulous, my voice squeakier by the second.

"Ghost pepper Vodka. Stronger than pepper spray. It'll wake you right up, just drink half a shot before they come down."
"Yeah, probably not. You realise you'll have to be there too, right?"

"Yes."

○°Why did I have to tell Dumbledore? If I hadn't I wouldn't have to do this either.°○

○°Because you're stupid?°○

I threw my sonic. Maybe it hit his head.. but I'm not admitting to anything!

"Use extreme caution... do not take as a shot under any.. circumstances.. what is this?" I asked incredulous, my voice squeakier by the second.

"Ghost pepper Vodka. Stronger than pepper spray. It'll wake you right up, just drink half a shot before they come down."
"Yeah, probably not. You realise you'll have to be there too, right?"

"Yes."

○°Why did I have to tell Dumbledore? If I hadn't I wouldn't have to do this either.°○

○°Because you're stupid?°○

I threw my sonic. Maybe it hit his head.. but I'm not admitting to anything!

...

Books! I was in the middle of an amazing book when suddenly there was an almost ominous knock at the door.
"It's open, Harry, you can come in." The Master offered me that half-shot again, pointing to the glass and then to me.

○°Yeah, sure. Pass it here. I suppose one drink wouldn't do too much○°
○°Finally! You're hard to crack!○°
○°Just pass me the damn drink, dude.○°

I tipped it back and nearly jumped out of my seat. Before I could ask the Master what the hell that was for, my attention was caught by Harry clearing his throat.

"Right, sorry. Before we begin, any drinks? Food? Literally anything you want."
"Including muggle drinks and sweets?"
"Of course! I said anything!" I flashed a goofy grin.

"Okay, uh, can I have a Dr. Pepper and a bag of Haribos, please?"
"Sure. Any particular type?"
"No, sir, thanks," he stated.
"Mkay, coming right up!"

A minute later, he seemed much more comfortable and began speaking.
"So, the reason I wanted to talk.. I, uh.. kinda maybe snuck into the staff meeting?"
"Yeah, I know. So.. questions? And by the way, you can come out, Ron, Hermione."