- Chapter Four - Day One - Part II -

By - Mad Eye Maddi

The bell of signalling the end of lunchtime sounded loudly throughout the castle and grounds of Hogwarts, and within moments, the hall had became a bustling stream of people, pushing as they tried to go through the right doors, tapestries, stairwells…

Harry, Ron and Hermione pushed hard through the people, and flew out of the onslaught, into the third floor corridor, leading to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Do you reckon he will be any good?" asked Ron, as the hurried along the hall, eager to get to the classroom early.

They rounded the corner, to find that the rest of Griffindor fifth year, had seemed to have the same idea. They joined the group, pulling out their own wands…and listened to the generic discussion of the day

"I talked to Colin, who said that his brother Dennis, said that his friend Gavin, said that Miss Tyler's class was really great," announced Neville, going over the sentence again in his head, and seeming rather amazed that he remembered it all… not to mention got it out properly.

This went overlooked by everyone else however, as they continued on with the discussion, Lavender saying, "He seems really nice."

"And really cute," added Parvatti, both girls dissolving into giggles.

They were interrupted however, by a voice coming from behind the group, commenting in an Estuary accent, "I like to think so."

The class spun around, to find the Doctor and Rose standing there, Rose rolling her eyes, and the Doctor running a hand through his hair as he edged through the crowdn to unlock the classroom door, saying as he went, "I wonder what it is. Could be the hair, the smile, the aftershave…is it the capacity to laugh at myself, I don't know, it crazy."

Rose rolled her eyes again, and informed the class, "He has a tendency to admire himself."

The Doctor pouted from the doorway, and retorted, "I do not." This caused more than a couple girls to giggle to each other, as they walked in through the now open door, and took their seats.

Once everyone was settled, the Doctor clapped his hand, in a business like way, and leant back on the teachers table that he was sitting on…repeating the word defence in various tones and pitches. "Defence, defence, defence, defence! Right, I hope you're all getting this down."

The class laughed, and watched as their new teacher jumped up off the table, and jammed his hands into his pockets. "Right, um- first of all, this is Rose Tyler, you can call her Rose if you want…but personally, I prefer Madam Frizz…because in the morning-"

He was however interrupted, when a hand was clamped over his mouth, and the class let out a roar of laughter, as Rose hissed something in his ear that made him go rather pale…and say quickly, "Rose, you can call her Rose."

"And his name is the Doctor," finished Rose, looking particularly triumphant.

"What do you mean the Doctor?" somebody asked, from the back of the classroom.

"Doctor who?" asked another.

The Doctor sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, and saying, "It's just the Doctor. My other name is really hard to pronounce, so I just go with the Doctor."

Luckily, the class left it at that, and the Doctor continued with the lesson.

"Well, the ministry approved plan that has been forced on us by our lord and master madam Umbridge," he started, pausing for the chorus of laughter and sniggering that followed. "Is full of a whole lot of boring, watered down stuff, so I thought we might just skip that."

The class grinned and some people let out small cheers…Harry and Ron were happily taking notes on the new blood.

"But, just encase we get taken to court or something…which surprisingly may be a problem. Yep, I can see the headlines now, Fudge charges fifth year class and teacher for treason…what do you reckon, I think I chose the wrong profession Rose."

"Oh just get teaching Doctor," sighed Rose, smirking in amusement none the less.

"Yeah, anyway- encase that does happen…who here has already read the book?" asked the Doctor to the class at large.

Hermione nervously put a hand into the air, and the Doctor grinned and asked, "Right then Hermione, what ya think of it?"

Hermione went slightly red, and was trying to work out whether she would get in trouble for saying what she really thought, but was helped along by the Doctor adding, "Preferably no swearing…but if you feel the urge-"

The class grinned, and Hermione took a breath before blurting out, "I think that it was complete rubbish personally."

The Doctor nodded, and replied happily, "Exactly right…a complete waist of paper if you ask me. Slinkhard wrote this in a very biased and narrow-minded point of view, shunning anything that he doesn't agree with."

He perched himself on the edge of the desk next to Rose once again, and said, "Better not plague you with it…so now we have studied the text like Madam Umbridge wanted, not read it like you wanted, and I've become a big fat problem like I wanted…so technically speaking everyone gets what they want. Now-let's find out what you know. If I were under attack by a Dementor, what spell should I cast?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione raised their hands, and the Doctor pointed to Harry, "Yes Harry."

"A Patronous sir," answered Harry, smiling slightly as about half the class grinned, and some even gave him thumbs up. Maybe there are less people who think I am a liar after all.

"Correctamoondo- damn, I swore never to use that word again."

A giggle broke out again, and then the Doctor asked another question. "Expelliamus is used as a what spell? Yes- um what's your name?"

"Seamus."

"Right then Seamus, go."

"It's used as a defence spell," Seamus answered enthusiastically.

"Right you are Seamus…Okay, today how about we work on that spell."

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The lesson went without a hitch, the class had gotten up, and each of them preformed the expeliamus spell, and the Doctor had taken note on those who needed to work on it a little more, namely Neville Longbottom who couldn't get his head around casting it…but that shouldn't be a problem, because Neville had the mind to be a great wizard, he only needed a little encouragement, so the Doctor wasn't worried.

The thing that did worry him however, was Umbridge walking in at the end of class when the final pair were up, accusing Harry of trying to hurt another student because Ron was the one who was defending, and gave him detention for a week.

"You don't have the right to put students on detention!" stated the Doctor angrily, walking over to Harry's side. Harry himself was shaking with rage, and seemed to be a inch away from exploding, and the Doctor did not want that to happen.

Umbridge smiled sweetly up at the Doctor, looking like a very smug Toad and said, "Oh but that is where you are wrong Professor Storm…because I do have that right, from the Minister of Magic himself, we already knew Mr Potter was a volatile young man, but to cast a jinx at a fellow student-"

Harry was glaring at the woman, as was the Doctor and most of the class…however, with a great deal of effort, the Doctor remained calm and kept his voice even, saying, "That would because Mr Potter was taking part of a class activity."

A triumphantly sweet smile spread across Umbridge's fat, pasty face, and she asked in her high girly voice, "And what exactly do you think you are teaching here Professor."

The Doctor answered immediately, stuffing his hands into his pockets, and replying in an obviously fake, pleasant voice, "I believe I was teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts, and with fear of sounding full-of-myself, I'm not wrong very often."

It was like watching a Tennis match, Harry decided, as the class looked from the Doctor to Umbridge, seeing who would be the first to crack.

It appeared that unlike average people, the angrier Umbridge got, the wider she would smile, and the higher her voce would get.

"You have been given a Ministry approved teaching curriculum, and as a teacher of this school, you are expected to take heed to that curriculum," she stated officially.

The Doctor raised his eyebrows, and replied, "Expected to take heed?" But then he turned serious, and demanded quickly, "And what would the consequences be if I didn't take heed? What sort of power do you think that you possess, that you can order me about? You can try and get me fired, fine- I don't need this job…You could try and arrest me, not likely, so tell me because I am interested, What exactly, do you think you have got over me?!"

Umbridge seemed rathe shocked at the change in attitude, and was lost for words. She opened and closed her mouth silently, making her look even more Toad like, and there were a few quiet giggles throughout the class.

Umbridge regained her composure, and stated before turning to leave, "There is something dangerous about you, and I will stop you. You will not be teaching hazardous magic in this school much longer Professor.

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"You're going to get us fired Doctor," stated Rose after the class left a couple of minutes later.

The Doctor was sitting in the teachers chair, and glaring at the ceiling. He responded without looking at her, saying, "They are trying to terrorise a child into lying for them…that is not right Rose- that's tyranny!"

Rose softened a little, and responded, "If we're not here long enough to help them- than what good is that?"

Sighing in defeat, the Doctor nodded. They were interrupted however, when there was a knock at the door.

Rose walked over to said door, laughing, as the Doctor, who was still siting in the teachers chair, in full view, yelled so whoever was outside could hear, "Rose, if it is Umbridge…tell her I am not home and to leave a message."

Rose opened the door, and was surprised to find Harry, Ron and Hermione standing there…flanked by Professor McGonagal.

"Professor," greeted Rose, smiling when she heard the Doctor ask, "Has she made herself a Professor now?"

"Miss Tyler, Doctor, we need to talk," stated Professor McGonagal, walking through the door, followed by the three fifteen year olds, who looked distinctly uncomfortable…Harry particularly.

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Right, I hoped you liked it, sorry it took me so long to update. Um, lets see, I don not own Doctor Who, its characters, quotes, scenarios, etc…um- please review, because reviews are the bricks in the wall of your education.