“Hello, sir!” said a dreamy voice which awakened the Doctor.
“Your head is full of wrackspurts! That’s a peculiar robe you have on…” she examined his appearance with awe. “Er, beards are quite beneficial for your health. Daddy shaved his off after a few garden gnomes attacked him.”
“Where am I?” he exclaimed while reaching for his sonic screwdriver.
“We’re on the Hogwarts Express,” the girl anwered. She skipped over to the nearest window and peeked out with ease. “I don’t think we are on the right course though…pesky nargles!”
(Source: crestas)
It can’t end like this.
