Ten

Ten. Ravenclaw. Fifth Year. Allergic to domestics.  . Terrible things happen to wizards who meddle with time

[thesupersniffer-blog]

Gus! Good news buddy, we're not going home during the break. So, enjoy spending time with me and Ten and probably anyone else that's sticking around because WE ARE GOING TO PARTY. Also, Ten has a promised candy bar for you if you stay. Don't worry, I checked, it's your favorite kind.

An entire candy bar with my favorites?? You know I can’t say no to that. Is there a lot of people staying this year? 

[tenthraven-blog]

Oh yes. 

Entire candy bar. Absolutely. Really? Just one? 

What kind of candy would you like? Shawn told me to tell you that I’d lost it, but I’m not that mean. 

Oh, just my brothers and I - you’ll love them! They’re just like me! And since Shawn says I’m just like him, that means they’re just like him too! And Nine and Eleven are bringing a friend each. 

[captain-hart]

I Missed the Dance?

[captain-hart]

Oh Goddess here we go. 

Do you honestly think I care what you say or believe? I don’t care what I am- or even was at this point- to Jack. Who bases their existence on the opinion of another? Sounds like you and really, that’s just sad. It really says a lot about you.

You know, I’m not even going to discuss the black and white view you have of marriage. You won’t even understand it if I tried. But since I’ve ruffled your feathers, I’m not fighting for him. If I was, you’d be dead on the floor because I prefer to deal with issues quickly, directly, and with as much pain and blood as possible. Don’t know why you’re intent on starting a fight. But few choice words is all it takes to draw you to that point? Good to know.

So if you’re more than the flavor of the moment, kudos and a cookie to you- you can have him. I’ll get the marriage annulled later so you can take that silly view you have of it, tie him down like the apparently possessive/ jealous type you are- a trait I usually admire since I share it sometimes but frankly you’re exhausting in the worst way- and live the rest of your life feeling like you found someone to complete you. I was never incomplete and sticking with one person to ‘enhance who you are’ is- limiting to say the least.

I wish you and Jack the best- not like you care- yadda yadda yadda. Are we done here? Because my original statement of missing the dance was meant to lead into getting drunk or laid and that sounds much more preferable than talking to you any longer.

[tenthraven-blog]

Oh, look at you.

A few choice words inspires an entire speech from you - you do like to go on, don’t you? I’d say you’re the nagging wife sort, but that would be sexist, and thoroughly insulting to all the actual wives out there. 

You can say whatever you like about not caring what I say or think, but actions speak louder than words. In the circumstances, a four paragraph rant certainly speaks a lot of words. Oh! And let’s not forget the bit where you started slinging the insults first. 

Good day, Hart. It was nice not knowing you.  

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

Jack! What're you doing for Christmas? Don't say going home. Well, alright, if you say going home, I'll say: be prepared to be kidnapped.

Being kidnapped by you? Sounds like a kinky Christmas!

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

As much as I’ve dreamt of you tying me up, I think I’ll just stay here. Get things started early.

Originally posted by allyourgifrelatedneeds

[tenthraven-blog]

You’re incorrigible.

Good! Because it’s your last Christmas as a student, and I have plans.

And before you get any ideas - the plans don’t involve tying you up!

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

Jack! What're you doing for Christmas? Don't say going home. Well, alright, if you say going home, I'll say: be prepared to be kidnapped.

Being kidnapped by you? Sounds like a kinky Christmas!

[tenthraven-blog]

I should have known that your mind would head in that direction.

So what is it? Are you staying or do I have to come and fetch you?

[captain-hart]

I Missed the Dance?

[captain-hart]

Why would Jack tell me? Do you even realize how many hours of my day would be wasted if I listened to him talk about every single tryst or mistress he’s had? Same in reverse actually because our marriage isn’t monogamous- don’t be dull.

But I see you’re one of those types. No wonder he’s taken you on as the flavor of the moment. He loves your kind.

[tenthraven-blog]

Now, who’s the one believing he’s more special to Jack than anyone else, when he really wasn’t?

What’s a marriage if not a symbol of commitment? Your flavour is so out of date that I don’t think the store even carries it any more. And hm, what would you be, I wonder? 

Oh, I know. Green tea, most likely, given how envious you are right now.

[hufflepuffsoncomingstorm-deacti]

Hello Nine! What're your plans for Christmas? Please tell me you're not heading home (alright, if you're heading home that's fine too) but I want to throw a party and it's no fun when you're not there.

Hmmmm…well my parents hate it when I’m gone for too long…or outside…or not somewhere they deem at least 99% safe. Can’t help but love ‘em, but if they get a letter from me saying that the train ride back to King’s Cross is potentially dangerous due to snow…

Of course I’ll be at your party! You wouldn’t be able to have one without your baby brother! (Plus I heard that Owen is staying here for Christmas, too. Not that that has anything to do with me staying. Obviously not. Just another friendly face for the holidays and all.)

[tenthraven-blog]

Oh, the snow is so terribly dangerous at this time of the year. We can’t possibly let you risk the train journey - why, you never know when you’ll run into evil animated snow that turns into flesh eating snowmen.

And of course! Invite Owen! I’m bringing Jack, it’s only fair. 

[shawnslyster-blog]

Are you going home for Christmas? I'm not, and I'm bored. And I was thinking... what's Christmas without a bit of a celebration?

Well with an invitation like that, how could I possible go home? 

After all, my dad was planning on taking me fishing and I think I could really miss out on that for one year.

So I say, break out the snacks, put on some Tears for Fears, and let’s PARTAYYYYYYYYYY

[tenthraven-blog]

I don’t know, maybe fishing would be tons of fun, you know? How could I possibly keep you from all that excitement?

Say, do you think Gus will be around? The more the merrier!

[marauderoftime-deactivated20190]

Eleven! I have a plan. It's a fairly terrible plan, but... maybe you could not go home for Christmas (are you going home for Christmas)? We could all stay in Hogwarts and have a blast! Not a literal blast. Well, maybe a literal blast. It'll be fun!

ohhhhh that’s a bit tricky see, cause my sister was really looking forward OH TO HELL WITH IT yeah I’ll stay here for Christmas. I’ll just have to send an owl out to my family real quick, letting them know. Oh, and sending all of the presents I have for them as well. 

This will be fun!

[tenthraven-blog]

Brilliant! Only, it’s Jack’s last Christmas as a student, and we don’t have many Christmases left together here, what with you getting old and creaky and all that. 

Good! I’m bringing Jack, Nine’s probably bringing Owen, so you need to pick a date. Or Shawn could be your plus one, if he’s not bringing Gus. 

We need an amazing plan, too. What could be amazing? 

[shawnslyster-blog]

This Isn’t Tuesday The 17th - Open

[shawnslyster-blog]

Shawn mentally logged that they two of them would go off and see dinosaurs at a later time. That and Ten had a boyfriend. Interesting, but not doubtful. Ten was, after all, a charming and good looking guy. However, he knew that now wasn’t the time to go about complimenting the other boy.

Keeping his expression neutral, Shawn moved closer towards where Ten was and attempted a smile for him.

He was never very good at emotions himself, but he could read people and right now Ten was all but screaming to be heard. When the ciders appeared, he blinked for a moment before giving a smile to the ship and reaching for the bottled drink. Twisting off the top, he tilted his head and waited for Ten to continue speaking, not daring to interrupt.

The Slytherin knew the difference between ‘don’t tell anyone’ and ‘don’t tell anyone’.The latter one felt as if it was on pain of death and maybe, judging by Ten’s facial expression, it might actually be. So instead of speaking, he locked eyes with the Ravenclaw and gave a confirming nod.

Shawn’s mind raced as he listened to each word Ten said. Ten’s parents were scientists of some sort. Magical researches. And they brought forth something called a… Reaper? But the ending of what Ten had to tell him was enough to soften the fourth years heart and he inclined his head sympathetically before grimacing.

Having to see the painful death of your parents had to have been terrible. Being forced to see it twice and still being unable to do anything? Unbearable. “I want to help. I want to help you. I-I’m really good at Divination and it’s not some fluke for me, I’m actually really talented at it. Maybe, maybe I can help you research these Reapers or, or, or maybe unlock some part of your parents past through memories or something.”

Scrambling, Shawn ignored his cider and moved to where Ten was standing, allowing him to drink some of his before pulling him into a comforting hug. “I won’t tell anyone, not even Gus. But man, I am not going to let you suffer this.”

[tenthraven-blog]

He was spilling his guts to someone he didn’t even know, and he wondered at himself. He was usually intensely private, and someone had once remarked that they needed a crowbar to pry anything out of him (to which his answer had been a cheerful ‘really? Hadn’t noticed.’) but here he was, opening his mouth, and words were just pouring out.

He wasn’t sure if it was Shawn, or the fact that they were onboard the TARDIS, a place that was always safe to him, or whether he was just losing his marbles. He glanced over at Shawn in surprise at the mention of Divination, wondering for a moment how on earth that was supposed to help, when Shawn’s explanation gave him pause. 

Perhaps Divination had something to do with time magic. It was the one subject he’d never taken to - but that was largely because he’d always mocked it, preferring instead the more scientific approach that arithmancy took. But the way Shawn was describing it didn’t sound like the usual fluffy fortune telling rigmarole that Divination was used for. And suddenly, it felt like a world of possibilities had been opened up in front of him. “Of course,” he breathed quietly. “Divination takes its root from the verb ‘divine’ - to discover the truth...”

The next moment, he was enveloped in a hug, which he returned all too readily (he loved the hugs, he really did). Shawn’s mention of support made his eyes prickle - honestly, what was wrong with him? He didn’t normally just fall apart like this. 

“Thank you,” he said, his voice choked up. “Eleven doesn’t want to know, thinks I should leave it behind, and Nine’s too badly hurt, I don’t want to put him through more... and I can’t help but feel it’s my fault, I’m the one who started digging into our past, refusing to let it go...”

He was babbling, and he knew he wasn’t making any sense. Taking a breath, he tried again. “There’s a lot I don’t know, and don’t understand. I don’t remember very well, you see - someone wiped my memories; or maybe it was crossing my own time stream. The memories I do have are of growing up in a normal muggle household, which I’m sure is all ... wrong.”

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

One Year Passed[Jack and Ten]

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

Jack laughed as he was pulled along, hurrying to keep up with his enthusiastic boyfriend. Hearing the noise of dino’s his expression grew even brighter as he sped up, stopping as they came into view. He knew he’d chosen a time where Dinosaurs roamed the Earth, but… seeing them now. “Ow wow.” He was in awe, “This is… wow.”

[tenthraven-blog]

It was an absolutely amazing sight. The massive herbivores -- he hoped they were herbivores, anyway, otherwise there would be a lot of running in short order -- rearing high above them, trumpeting their calls to each other. Small mammals scuttled past, running through plants that were long extinct by the 21st century.

“This is amazing--” he started to say, when he heard the distinct sounds of footsteps. “Jack,” he hissed, “Do you hear that? Humans? But how...?”

[tenthraven-blog]

Partners in Tech || Ten and Felicity

[remarkabletechwitch-blog]

She stared at him as he unlocked the door of the phone booth (and why there was a phone booth here, she’d never understand), skeptical as hell. “Okay,” she said, doubt clear in her voice. “I’ve never heard of a space ship being a real thing in my life, but okay.”

But then he was stepping inside, and–it was a room. Somehow, there was a room inside of the phone booth. That was weird, for sure. Ten seemed excited as he strolled on in, and she took a few hesitant steps forward. “This is so freaky,” she breathed, sticking her head in. That was definitely a room, yep–and then she pulled back, seeing the tiny blue exterior. “So your–space ship. TARDIS. Thing. It’s… It really doesn’t follow the rules of physics, huh?” Uncertainly, she stepped in, looking around. “Because there’s no way this is actually possible in a normal way.”

[tenthraven-blog]

Ten’s grin only grew as Felicity stared at him. “You know the phrase - ‘sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic’? I have no idea whether this is pure magic or whether there’s some dimensional warping going on around in here, but either way... she’s beautiful, isn’t she?” 

“Far as I can tell, it’s magic... very advanced magic. But the best part about a ship is that... she travels.” Closing the doors behind Felicity, he dashed up the ramp to the console. Patting it fondly. “Anywhere in time and space.”

He spun to Felicity, practically radiating excitement. “Shall we go on a little trip, then?”

[tenthraven-blog]

Glorious thing, bananas are! Ten will find a bushel of them next to a collection of banana smelling hair care products. The gift, is left by his secret Santa.

Bananas? And blimey, banana hair gel? It really is Christmas! Where does one even find banana scented hair products? I certainly haven’t found them and I’ve been looking. 

No note, though. I wonder who could have left them...?

[captain-hart]

I Missed the Dance?

[captain-hart]

A few years back- but oh, what’s with the tone? Wait- Don’t tell me.

You must be Jack’s newest mistress. 

It’s so hard keeping track of you all. What’s your name?

[tenthraven-blog]

Oh, mistress, I like that. Oh, that’s hardly important now, if Jack hasn’t bothered to tell you. 

Though it seems to me that someone’s rather out of the loop lately. I wonder why. Perhaps it’s been a while since both of you spoke? 

[shawnslyster-blog]

This Isn’t Tuesday The 17th - Open

[shawnslyster-blog]

If Shawn’s jaw could drop to the floor, then it would have. He didn’t actually process that he could literally see real, living dinosaurs in the next few moments. Let alone plan accordingly on which era to see or if he wanted to see dinosaurs in space.

…Dinosaurs in Space, a good title for an action super hero film where the main character is a dinosaur and he can fly… in space.

Shawn had to blink a few times to come back to the current conversation at hand. “I personally like the ones with the triangle spikes on their backs. Stegolegosaurs.”

He mimed it a few times to himself, trying to recall if it’s the correct name or not and then figuring that it didn’t matter.

But the conversation had noticeably shifted and Shawn realized that he wasn’t going to get his dinosaur sight-seeing tonight. He grimaced at the apology and further deepened his frown when Ten tried give a silver lining. “Yeah, he does. Or he pretends he does. I’m really just an object to him, a tool he could use. I’m-” he paused when he heard the other part of Ten’s sentence and whirled around to face him.

“Your dad got your mom killed?” He asked quietly, knowing that it wasn’t polite to ask, but still feeling like that if he didn’t he’d been rude. And he did already admit to Ten that he was highly observant, so no way he could fake not hearing it.

“Do you… have any pineapple soda? Or pineapple green tea? Anything pineapple really…”

[tenthraven-blog]

“Steggie! I love steggie!” Ten enthused, trying to keep up the pretense for a bit longer, before the weight of the rest of the conversation dragged them down to something more serious. “We’ll do that. It’s a date. Don’t tell my boyfriend.”

He put the mug and the teabag down, not quite meeting Shawn’s eyes. “Not deliberately. I--”

He bit back the words, but now that the secret was starting to leak out, he realised that he was desperate to tell someone. Anyone. Someone who wasn’t Eleven or Nine, to whom it was a common burden. There was a clink as the TARDIS produced two bottles of pineapple cider on the counter, and Ten sent the Old Girl a quiet thank you before shoving one bottle in Shawn’s general direction. 

“This - what I’m about to tell you - it doesn’t leave these walls,” he said, utterly serious. “It’s not just because it’s personal, but ... it’s dangerous. Possibly more dangerous than any of us know.”

He ran his thumb over the bottle, not really seeing it. “My father was a researcher, and he was doing research on some highly dangerous magic.” He swallowed. “Time magic. Something went wrong - I don’t know what, and I suspect I’ll never know, but his experiments - and possibly mother’s too - summoned some creatures called Reapers.” His hands started to shake, and he folded them into his robes. “Th-They killed -- both of them. In front of us.” 

His voice dropped to a near whisper, guilt and self-loathing practically dripping from his words. “And the TARDIS sent us back, and I saw it happen all over again. And I couldn’t stop it from happening.” 

Blindly, because his eyes were staring to fill, he untwisted the top from the bottle of cider and drank as though he was trying to get himself smashed.

[tenthraven-blog]

Green-eyed Ravenclaws || Ten and Jack

[tenthraven-blog]

“I know that,” Ten said, “And it doesn’t bother me.” He eyed Jack, chewing on his lower lip. 

Just friends. Just someone that Jack had known in the past. Was that really all there was to it? Was he over-reacting badly? What’s gotten into you, Ten?

“Then why is Hart calling himself your wife?” he said. “I don’t even call myself that yet - not that I’d be your wife, more like your husband, but you know, details.”

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

“Is that what he said, oh wow.” Jack couldn’t help but laugh, covering his mouth as he did so. Okay, that made sense then, and it was pretty funny.

“Okay so there was this time where we were stuck at my house for like… a week right? No parents or anything, it was almost domestic, so it was almost like being a married couple.” He explained, “And yet? Having wedding thoughts?”

[tenthraven-blog]

...Jack was laughing. It took that to make Ten realise how much he was over reacting, and how ridiculous this was, and he pinched the bridge of his nose before dropping to sit beside Jack on the bed, leaning on him. Him? Jealous? He’d never thought he would see the day. 

“Shut up,” he mumbled at Jack. “Just... don’t say anything.” He’d only just realised his (freudian) slip with the ‘yet’, and hoped that he wasn’t blushing. 

[shawnslyster-blog]

This Isn’t Tuesday The 17th - Open

[shawnslyster-blog]

“It’s a deal, Ten.” Shawn smiled brightly at his new found friend and wondered what other sorts of adventures the two could possibly get themselves into. The possibilities seemed endless to the Slytherin in that current moment.

Curling his upper lip into a half smile, Shawn was definitely amused with Ten’s rapid fire response. He loved it, absolutely adored that this kid could also be just as quick and witty on his feet just like him. It was a rare breed, and something that the Slytherin would love to learn from further. And it was only made more cemented when the Ravenclaw asked him if he would want to travel with him somewhere and anywhere. “Would I-” He blinked for a moment before turning his half smile into an outright grin. “Dinosaurs! Take me to see the dinosaurs. Because dude, I can tell you, Gus would be so jealous.”

However, something that Shawn had said caused Ten’s face to change and the fourth year raised a brow just as his smile dropped. “Well if you don’t want to see dinosaurs we could go to some weird alien planet or something…” But it was more than that and when Ten asked Shawn why he hated his father, all pretenses of acting like he was happy completely dropped and a darker version of himself came out.

“Nothing I ever did was good enough for him and he’s the cause for my mom leaving.” His tone was flat and certain and enough to cut anyone who tried to challenge him. He avoided eye contact with Ten before sniffing and turning to look through the pantry once more for food.

[tenthraven-blog]

“Dinosaurs it is!” Ten said, equally enthusiastic. Shaking his head at Shawn’s mention of an alien planet, he continued, “Dinosaurs are great! Now, I’m not exactly an expert, but there are several entire different periods - I’m assuming here that you want to see Earth dinosaurs, and that you want to see them in their natural habitat, but of course, we could always go to Jurassic Park. Which is on an alien planet. That way, you’d get to see all the popular ones in the same place and an alien planet at the same time. Not quite as fun, though.”

He glanced at Shawn. “What I’m saying is - any particular dinosaur?” 

The mention of parents was clearly a minefield, and Ten knew that it was one that was best left alone.

And yet... he couldn’t help but put his foot into it.

”I’m sorry,” he said. And he should have left it there, he really should have, but his mouth opened and words popped out even though he hadn’t intended to say them, “I hope - he loves you? At least? I mean.” He glanced away, a raw wound in his heart from not-too-long ago tearing open again. “At least he didn’t get her killed,” he mumbled. 

Blinking in horror that he’d let that slip, he hopped to his feet, awkwardly grabbing at a mug and a teabag. “Tea? Gotta love a good cuppa.”

[tenthraven-blog]

Green-eyed Ravenclaws || Ten and Jack

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

Jack’s smile fell a little at that. If Ten was asking about John then something must have happened and it hadn’t been a good thing. “John? You’ve met?” He asked, shifting a little from where he sat on his bed.

“He’s a friend from home.” He shrugged a little bit, before deciding that beating around the bush was going to make things worse. “Okay, just… what did he do that has you making that face?”

[tenthraven-blog]

“Oh, we spoke,” Ten said. “Sometimes I do run into fellow students from the school. Shocking, I know.” Okay, he was definitely going overboard with the sarcasm.

Taking a breath, he decided to push Jack further. “A friend from home? Just who is he to you, exactly?”

As though he was going to tell Jack what Hart had said, just like that. No - he was wonderful, but he could be as slippery as an eel, and Ten wanted to pin this down.

[ravenclaw-jack-harkness]

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He frowned, shifting to look directly at Ten. This was going to be a long conversation but he sighed. “Okay, so first off, you know that I slept around before last year.” He felt the need to remind Ten, who was looking mighty jealous. “I haven’t been with anyone since we got together.”

“Now.” He rubbed his face, because he didn’t want to talk about this, but Ten wasn’t wavering. “John and I never really dated, okay? We were really close though, and we did sleep together, but that was a long time ago, doc. We’re still friends but that’s it.”

[tenthraven-blog]

“I know that,” Ten said, “And it doesn’t bother me.” He eyed Jack, chewing on his lower lip. 

Just friends. Just someone that Jack had known in the past. Was that really all there was to it? Was he over-reacting badly? What’s gotten into you, Ten?

“Then why is Hart calling himself your wife?” he said. “I don’t even call myself that yet - not that I’d be your wife, more like your husband, but you know, details.”