I can't put in lines right now from my phone so sorry. This also has t been spell checked and I am uploading in on 2 house of sleep while I'm at school, so this may not be the best :)

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Harry lazily tapped his pencil on the hard wood desk over and over again, much the the annoyance of Hermione who kept glaring at him. Harry couldn't wrap his mind around why she bothered to take notes in History, it wasn't like Binns said anything you couldn't learn from reading the textbook.

"Honestly Ron, wake up!" Hermione said elbowing the red head in the arm.

"What!" Ron asked whipping his head around to glare at her.

"How do you expect to pass the test next week if you never even listen to Professor Binns!" She whispered back to him, shoving his parchment in front of him.

"'Mione why bother! There's no point in listening, it's not like Binns is going to teach us anything!" Ron snapped at her.

Harry frowned a little and put his head down to look away from the pair. it's wasn't like he didn't agree with Ron, the only important thing Binns had said was last year when he told them about the Chamber, but Ron had been ignoring his work more than usual. Of course the biggest reason he didn't dare speek up was the fight it was sure to start.

As Ron and Hermione started to quietly argue with each other Harry tried to drowned them out with Professor Binns lecture. History had always been one of Harry's strong suits (that and math) but their ghost teacher had always made it seem like history was just wars and battles. Duddly had hated history like he hated all of school, but Harry's fat and pompous cousin had always managed to at least look slightly interested when their old history textbooks had moved onto wars. It seemed like a pointless thing to spend so much time on though, Harry had been through enough hatred and violence already, why learn about more?

Harry looked over at Ron and Hermione to see if they had made up yet but he quickly pretended to look interested with what the Professor was saying when they both glared at him.

"The unknown man left days before the rebellion had broken out when his warning was proven correct." Their teacher said in his normal monotone voice that put every one to sleep. "Many specialist still argue over who this Doctor was, but many agree he must have been a high level seer."

Harry snapped his head up at Binns words that Ron and Hermione quit arguing to make sure their friend was okay, but Harry didn't care about that. No Harry was more focused on going over exactly what the ghost had said. 'Who this Doctor was'? It sounded like him, like the man who called himself a title.

"Harry, mate you okay?" Ron asked looking over at his friend "you look like you just met The Bloody Baron."

Harry didn't bother to respond and lept out if his seat as soon as they were dismissed with his history book clenched against his chest. He ran strait to the girls bathroom they had made the Polyjucie Potion last year and thanked what ever powers may be that Martial wasn't on her bathroom right now.

Creeping into one of stales Harry sat down on the closed toilet and pulled out his book, search for a man he had never forgotten.

It had been three years sense Harry had met a man who called himself the Doctor in a park. Harry had never really stopped thinking about the strange man and how he had know that Harry would find a bunch of friends and go to Hogwarts. True the Doctor had never directly told him but it was just the look the Doctor got in his eye was telling enough when Harry thought about it.

Harry flipped through chapters as fast as he could trying to find where Binns had been reading out of today, if only he had been paying attention! He knew that it was only a matter of time until Ron and Hermione figured out where he was and Harry really didn't want to tell them about the Doctor just because of something he had heard in history, actually he didn't want to tell them at all but he might not have a choice if he wanted to know more about the man. He hadn't told anyone about the Doctor not even his best friends, the Doctor had always been Harry's secret and he was happy keeping it that way.

Of course it would have be best for his secret if he hadn't run off as soon as class had ended, Ron and 'Mione would definitely want to know where he had been, but Harry had always taken some time each week to look in The library to see if he could find anything about 'the Doctor'. The man had to have been a wizard but apparently he hadn't done anything noteworthy because he didn't appear in any of the school's books, until now! Harry could hardly keep the grin of his face even though he kept telling himself to calm down and not be so hopeful, this was a longshot at best. But still this was the closest he had ever gotten to learning who the Doctor was and maybe seeing him again!

Finally Harry found the chapter they had been learning about today, with great glee he quickly flip through the pages until he saw the quote that Binns had repeated: "Only days before the Goblins started their first attack on Lapiden Semita a man in a blue box who called himself 'The Doctor' had appeared to warn the inhabitants of the small village of what was to come. His warning was ignored and the unknown man left days before the rebellion had broken out when his warning was proven correct. Many specialist still argue over who this Doctor was, but many agree he must have been a high level seer."

Harry didn't even try and cover up the grin that split across his face as he finished reading the section, this had to be his Doctor I mean how many other people out there went around calling themselves the Doctor? It had to be him who warned everyone about the Goblin wars in the 1600th Century... Long before the man would've been born.

His glee instantly turned into sadness and confusion, there was no way this was the same man it was too long ago. Harry literally felt himself deflate like a balloon as he plopped back down on the toilet seat, he had been so close to learning about the Doctor. But there was no way this man was the same Doctor he had met, that would mean that he was almost 400 and unless this man had another Philosopher's Stone there was no way anyone could live that long.

Harry closed the book with a loud thump and stuffed it back in his bag but didn't bother to leave the bathroom yet. It just wasn't fair, he was so close to finding out about the man but yet again he had come up empty handed! Why was he still trying to find out about the Doctor? It had been a hopeless search in his first year and it was still a lost cause in his third! Not all good people ended up in books, only the shallow ones like Lockhart.

Harry didn't even know why he cared about finding the man so much! It's not like they had been best friends, just a conversation in the park! That hardly constituted as friends, but for a reason Harry couldn't understand he kept looking for that man he had met in the park. The Doctor had known that he would be happy, Harry just wanted to make sure the Doctor was too.

"Harry? Harry are you in here?" A voice Harry knew belonged to Hermione said as he heard the sound of a door opening and closing with the scuffle of more than one pair of feet.

Quickly Harry picked up his bag containing all of his books and tried to walk nonchalantly out of the bathroom stall but he was pretty sure he failed. He really really didn't want to talk to Ron or Hermione right now, but the chances were if he refused they wouldn't go away until he did. Harry really did love his friends but sometimes they were just too perceptive and determined.

"Hey mate," Ron said slowly coming out from behind Hermione. "You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." Harry said with a shrug.

"Harry are you sure?" Hermione said with a strained voice that reminded Harry of Ms. Weasly.

"I'm fine!" Harry bit out a little harsher than he had intended.

"Sorry." He muttered as a look of shock and hurt passed over his friends face. He really didn't like snapping at them like that but sometimes there was just so much a person could handle before they started lashing out at people. And apparently one of Harry's braking points was when he had almost found a long lost friend only to find out that it was one of the worst let down he had experienced within the last few months. Harry knew that he shouldn't have been the excited about what he had heard from Professor Binns and Harry also knew that he had come upon so many mid leads that it was maddening, but he had just wanted to hope that maybe he had found the Doctor.

"Come on!" Ron said after a strange moment of silence was shared between the three of us. "We're already going to be late to Transfiguration! Mcgonagall is going to kill us!"

"Oh on!" Hemione shouted looking down at her watch. "I wasn't even thinking of that! Harry we have to go!" She said when I didn't immediately follow her and Ron out the door.

"Yeah," I said staring forlorn at the stall I had just been hiding in. "Okay."

I filled my two friends down the hallway as my mind raced back to the passage in History. I knew it was impossible, but I still had to hope that maybe it really was my doctor. I mean if magic is real why not time travel?

"Hermione don't you have Muggle studies?" I heard Ron ask.

"Oh your right! Er- I'll just- I'll got to transfiguration today, I do need to ask professor Mcgonagall a question about our home work anyway." Heroine said back just a little to fast for it to sound honest.

"But I talked to the other kids, you've never missed a day of Muggle Studies!"

"So?" Hermione asked glaring at Ron.

"You've never missed Transfiguration either!" He exclaimed!

"Fine!" She said storming ahead of us. "I'll just go to Muggle Studies then! I hope your late!" She yelled back to us.

"What did I do!" Ron said glaring at her "it's not my fault she makes no sense!"

Yeah time travel probably wasn't possible, but Ron and Hermione's fights sure were real.