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Part 1 of The Doctor at Hogwarts
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2022-12-16
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2025-09-04
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All the Young Doctors

Summary:

The Doctor turns himself into a pre-teen so as to attend Hogwarts as per the TARDIS's insistence. He meets Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter and joins their merry crew.
However, going to an English boarding school is less than easy, especially when blending in as human is so difficult.

Set post-Runaway Bride, pre-Smith and Jones

Notes:

Hey, I'm rewriting my Time Lord at Hogwarts Series since I wrote that when I was in middle school and don't really like it anymore. I won't take it down, because I know how much it sucks when a fic you like gets taken down, but I do intend to fully re-write the series, starting here instead of with the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone, and making it one long connected story.

I plan to post a new chapter every Wednesday!

Hope you enjoy! Please comment if you want me to continue because that keeps me motivated!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

The Doctor sighed heavily into the console. The adrenaline was wearing off and he was once again confronted with the reality that he was well and truly alone. Again. Just when he finally had thought –

He swallowed thickly and began slowly fiddling with some switches on the console as the TARDIS drifted through the vortex.

“How ‘bout we go somewhere new, eh, love?” He suggested to the empty console room, “Or we could head to a junk planet – pick you up a few new parts.”

The engines roared to life and sent the Doctor flying halfway across the console room.

“What was that for?” The TARDIS continued to tremble, striking universal pockets like potholes. Smoke was beginning to fill the console room.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” The Doctor fervently stroked the TARDIS as she continued to throw him around.

The TARDIS didn’t respond, though he could feel a warmth roll through the back of his mind. Smoke was filling the console room at an alarming rate, but her confidence didn’t wane.

“Where are you taking me, dear?” He asked, before being launched backwards, just barely catching himself on the hand break.

Lights and alarms flashed and screamed as they rocketed through the vortex.

Finally, the TARDIS made impact with solid ground, the jolt nearly knocking the Doctor off his feet.

He made an excited dash for the door, only for a deep sense of pause to pull him to a halt. The console dinged unnaturally twice over. As he approached, the top-most panel split open, elevating from it a rather large pre-filled syringe.

The Time Lord raised an eyebrow. “What are you playing at, old girl?”

The TARDIS frequency rose to what could only be described as an entertained hum, and an underlying sense of trust.

“Trust,” he breathed out. “I trust you, old girl.”

He could feel it as the liquid burned down his arm and up through his chest towards his hearts. His organs were engulfed in warmth and he began to feel a touch light-headed.

As his knees buckled and he sank to the floor, he could only think, “Oh, what have you got in for me this time?”