The Magic Blue Box

“Who are you?”

“I’m the Doctor.”

Andromeda bolted upright in bed. Those weird dreams had returned. The ones with a very strange man calling himself “The Doctor” and his blue box that looked like an old Police Box from decades ago. It had been months since the last dream and she thought it was finally over. Apparently, they were not. It was only a week until the first Qudditch match and the last thing she needed to have was weird dreams.

She lay in bed just staring at the ceiling. How weird was next Saturday gonna be? Her first match as a Chaser for Ravenclaw and she would be going up against her old house of Slytherin. She knew it was bound to happen sooner or later but still she wasn’t quite ready for it. Andromeda still felt the tug of the Dungeons and occasionally missed it.

Ten minutes had passed before she gave up on sleep. Wearily she got out of her warm, comfy bed and went to go look out the windows of the tower. That was quite a change from the dungeons that had no windows and it pleased her to no end to have a view of the Quiddditch Pitch.

The stars were twinkling bright in the night sky and Andromeda couldn’t help but wonder if her dreams had any truth to them. Was this man real or had she just lost her mind? Frustrated at herself, she went back to bed and never even noticed the object falling towards the Forbidden Forest.

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