Luna Lovegood, just by looking at her, sensing the calmness mixed with curiosity that was emanating from her matured form, the Doctor knew she was understanding everything he was telling her. What had that aging potion truly done? It was a horrible potion for stealing years of her life yes, he had to admit to himself that the fact that it could have possibly given her abilities that a now young woman of her age would likely know and probably more than just that. It was just absolutely fascinating to the Doctor, he held a hint of intrigue as well as an overpowering amazement within his eyes as he looked to her. Yet he still couldn't help but feel bad for Luna. Deep within his hearts he knew this had to be one of the worst things anyone could do to someone. Why this? Why Luna Lovegood? Losing years of your life and not being able to have the chance to grow up, it was horrible, it must have been. So many thoughts swam through the Time Lord’s mind as he looked to her. If she could see his aura, his sonic the psychic paper would seal the deal in his opinion. It would prove to him she was far more than a normal witch, she would be an amazingly brilliant being. Reaching into his suit jacket he pulled it out and held it to her with a note and as she took the paper he saw her frown then heard her words this caused a small smile to curl upon his lips as he looked to her. “It’s called psychic paper, it’s normally intended to say whatever it is you want it to say to a person. It comes in handy when you’re in a sticky situation” he gave a chuckle and placed it upon the desk top. Hearing her question about him being from the future the Doctor gave a nod “Well in a sense yes, then again.. No? It all depends really on how you look at it.” he thought for a moment “You see .. people assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually from a nonlinear nonsubjective view point.. It’s more like a big ball of … wibbly wobbly … timey wimey … stuff.“ being a Time Lord at times would be difficult to explain to people. As Luna continued he could see the hope in her eyes he in a way could almost hear it thudding in her chest in a way. The Doctor didn’t answer right away, his facial expressions had in fact changed, his smile had faded and a look of sorrow replaced it. He truly felt bad for this girl, he wanted to help her so much. Even being a Time Lord, he couldn’t reverse what had happened to Luna. Slowly getting up from his chair behind his desk the man made his way over to her and took a seat beside her. Reaching out he took a hold of her hands and held them gently. Sitting there the man lifted his deep chocolate brown eyes to her silver grey ones his voice much more delicate than his normal tone. It was comforting in a way. “Even with being from the future… I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Luna. But I can’t reverse what has been done to you.” he took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled as his eyes drifted to his sonic screwdriver. “I did a full body scan with my device and … the aging is permanent. Even with this being a world of magic and wonder, some things just can not be reversed. This... happens to be one of them.” The Doctor knew that she would be feeling so many mixed emotions at once, he knew right now she’d need someone at her side and at this very moment he wasn’t about to leave her. No. Instead he moved closer and gently slid an arm around her shoulder as he softly pulled her close to him “I know this is a lot to take in, I’m sorry this happened to you, Luna” his voice a whisper, a soothing tone he was trying to ease her worry and dismay that had more than likely risen to the surface. “But you’re not alone, I know you feel it right now but you’re not. I won’t leave you, I promise you that I will remain here by your side through all of this” holding her close the Time Lord rested his head against hers gently. “I know what it’s like to be alone. A wretchedly horrible feeling it is” he gave a sigh “I’m… the last of my kind. They all died centuries ago. I’ve been traveling alone for two hundred years now”. Without knowing it his fingers began to comb through her delicate light blonde locks as his mind wandered as his voice slowed. “I’m ‘The Doctor’ I’m the last of my race known as the Time Lords. I come from the planet Gallifrey on the constellation of Kasterborous. It’s a planet far… far away” he finally now realized what his fingers were doing and immediately slowed the combing until his hand was simply resting against her. Lowering his eyes to her, the Time Lord gave her an understanding gaze “Just remember that you’re not alone” he whispered, making sure she was alright he finally pulled back from her and rested in his seat. "I did hear from the some of the faculty that you've been moved to your own quarters. If they can't find a place for you then you'll be sent home. Now…. I know Hogwarts is amazing with its magic of sorts and for what it truly stands for." the man couldn't help as a smirk curled on his lips for a moment "I'm still technically a professor here. I can speak with Dumbledore and see if he allows you to stay here as my aide to help me during class. How'd you like the sound of that?" his smirk turning into a rather charming grin. -- Getting worse in two years time? What did that mean? Mr. Smith was starting get questions of his own as he watched this girl. When the two were finally in the classroom the door closed so they could begin the session of detention. When he spoke to her of having nothing planned then pulled out his literal treasure chest of sweets he offered her some of everything and grinned as that seemed to have caught her attention. "Yes Miss Tyler I do, they are my favorite after all." When she popped them into her mouth and gave a rather interesting smile the hidden Time Lord sat back in his seat and tossed a few into the air catching them in this mouth. Sitting there chewing he listened to what Rose had to saw next about not being a witch. The man couldn't help it when a very triumphant smile touched his lips 'I knew there was something off about her' were his thoughts. Yet as she continued on with being from London and from the man slowed in his chewing. When she mentioned the big blue box at that moment the man was in mid swallow of his chewed candy and nearly choked on the jelly babies and began to pound his chest to get the candy to go down properly. Once that crisis was over the professor was listening more intently now it seemed. Watching her pause for breath the man was about to open his mouth and say something when she mentioned the alien's name. He could see his leather encased book in his peripheral vision and remembered jotting that down in there for his notes in his dreams. Could his memories be of this alien called the Doctor? What significance did that have with him? He was John Smith, a charms professor.''and I think it's you' were her last words that dragged the man's blue eyed gaze back to this future girl before him. Mr. Smith's mind was swelling with questions as he looked to her, his mouth shut, his mind racing he didn't take his eyes off her until she finished her spilling of information. The hidden Time Lord figured she'd tell him something but all of this? How was he supposed to answer to everything he'd just heard? Maybe she snuck into his classroom and looked at his book? No that was a ridiculous theory. The man heavily swallowed a knot that had formed in his throat after listening to what she had to say. It was starting to mess with his mind, mess with his memories, in reality it was messing majorly with his head and at this point he beginning to become a bit confused. How could she know the blue box? "that is quite a bit of information I'm honestly surprised you haven't had a complete mental break down, Miss Tyler" he gave her a light clap "Bravo to that. But really. You're from the future and you travel in a blue box?" the hidden Time Lord was beside himself in disbelief. All of his dreams were finally being brought to the surface of his mind. Reaching for his book the flipped to the back and began to go over the notes and images he'd sketched across the parchment paper that filled the book. "The Doctor" he pointed to his writing "and then the blue box" he turned a pages and showed her "It's absurd to say that I'm some alien, I'm only a professor, a full blooded wizard I come from Carlisle England." he looked to her "But I have … visions, dreams I just feel that this … Doctor is somehow connected to them." he held his book out to her for her take before moving to sit back in his chair, subconsciously taking up his fob watch and running his fingers along its etched designs. During his times of confusion and worry, the watch helped calm his mind. "Time is a funny thing, you never know what's going to happen, how to handle it when it does happen. It's brings along new experiences that cause you to realize that something is truly missing from your life." the man blinked for a moment upon revising his words just spoken. That was odd of him to say. He shook his head and rested back. His blue eyes closed, his fingers idly tracing the outer casing of the watch. "So you say the blue box crashed here? where exactly? the forest perhaps?" what was this feeling that was coming over him? Could it be a hint of excitement? His eyes opened as he looked to her "I'd like to see it" he was on his feet sliding his fob watch into his pocket "We'll cut your detention early. we have maybe half and hour or so left but that's alright. with Dolores in a meeting she won't know you're not serving it. Besides I'm more than certain you need to…. catch up with your newly acquainted friends" he gave a smile. He seemed a bit antsy at this point like he wanted to bolt and go searching for the box. -- There could be so many possibilities how Draco would have made the potion. Harry knew it took a great deal of skill to even come up with as strong of a potion that Draco had. Did he have help? did he do it on his own? Where did he get that book? Harry simmered in his thoughts his mind trailing off until Hermione's voice pulled him back to reality as he looked to her "I.. I don't know Hermione. We accused Snape back in our first year and it turned out he was trying to help which… is.." he ceased in speaking and shook his head as she recanted her first statement and replaced it with another. "We know how Malfoy is, he got that book from somewhere and has already started causing havoc. It angers me to the core, Hermione. That could've been you and if it were you in Luna's place I swear to Merlin I would give Draco what he ha--" he realized he was getting heated, an anger heat at that and immediately silenced his voice Hearing her reaction to his statement the He listened to her words and slowly nodded, a sigh passing his lips as he did "I know there isn't. But you have to admit it Hermione. Things aren't the same. They haven't been for awhile. The way he acts to not only me but you? You think that doesn't bother me? Well it does. When I see you hurt and suffering, it hurts me, Hermione" he was being truthful with his words as he looked to her a sincerity deep within his eyes. After explaining that Hogwarts was his home and he'd do all he could to keep it safe he was taken aback when she gushed and threw her arms around him. An immediate smile formed upon Harry's lips as he returned the embrace until she pulled away from him. Listening to her words he gave a nod "Deep down I know I'm not alone, truly." when she hugged him, he wrapped his arms around her embracing her close as he smiled. Just then the portrait door opened and Ron headed their way, feeling Hermione's arms slide away, Harry too removed his grasp from around her as they now both looked to Ron before looking to each other then back to Ron again. His response to Harry's agreeing to do it was far from enthusiastic which Harry didn't pay any mind to it and merely shrugged it off as normal Ron behavior. "I do…" he shook the thoughts from his head "But let's not dwell on that now" his mind always went to Ginny when he thought of a sour faced Ron. Those two. Yes they were friends but Ron was turning into quite the huge git, Ginny was getting even more annoying by the year. Harry did what he could to block it from his mind and put his focus on Hermione. It was then suggested they head inside and to Harry that sounded like a good idea. Following suit he made his way into the common room, shutting the portrait door behind him as he turned his attention to common room which surprisingly was pretty empty except for the three of them. "Well this is a rare sight" Harry gave a slight smile "It's been awhile since it's been just the thr--" before he could even continue with his statement Ron was on his feet and up to the dormitory "apparently I stand corrected" he gave a smile to Hermione as she pat the spot beside her. Moving over the green eyed boy sat down beside her "I'm fine with it being just us two" he smiled to her "feels like old times, doesn't it?" Getting himself comfortable he leaned back against the cushions of the sofa as his green eyes peered through his round spectacles "Do you think "Rose will tell us about that new professor while she's at it? I really hope she does. Both of them seem very off. Don't they? Well Mr. Logan is professional I'll give him that but .. I don't know they might be working together. If they're from the future maybe it's because of Umbridge?" Harry knew what he was saying and knew at this point it would be a good time to just shut up and wait for Rose before he hurt himself jumping to conclusions. "I'll stop…" he realized he was getting too far ahead of himself "…Sorry" he spoke before looking to her. Reaching down, he took a hold of her hand, it was just something he found himself doing a lot more lately. She was his bestfriend and just having her near comforted him. He wouldn't have it any other way.