TITLE: Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry......and Aliens
AUTHOR: WhovianHarkness
SUMMARY: 'Ianto's day was going rather well until he got turned into an eleven year old'
When Captain Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato and Gwen Cooper get turned into children and sent to Hogwarts, what can go wrong? Or rather, what can't.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Torchwood belongs to BBC wales, Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and most of my inspiration comes from the book 'The magic of Torchwood' on fanfiction.net'

Lunchtime. Gwen, Tosh and Owen walked nervously over to the Slytherin table, where Jack had invited them.
They sat down, inviting many curious stares from the rest of the room. People from every house sitting on the Slytherin table. The first years welcomed them warmly, and they sat and chatted, until someone walked over.
"Gwen, why the hell are you speaking to them?" Came the voice of Ron Weasley.
"They're my friends, and this is the first time you've talked to me since getting sorted, so why should you care?"
"They're snakes"
"Jack and Ianto, I have known them for a lot longer than I have known about Hogwarts, and they're amazing people"
Ianto grinned at her, but Jack was still looking at Ron, he opened his mouth to speak, but Owen got there first.
"I will stab you with a fork."
Everyone stared at him. That was not something a typical Hufflepuff would do.
"Why don't they make fork wands? Amazing weapons, and there wouldn't be all that innuendo"
The other boy, with dark hair and green eyes, mouthed sorry, before dragging the redhead away. Jack stopped them.
"Are you Harry Potter?"
"Yeah".
"Why are you famous? "
Ianto spluttered with laughter.
"He defeated the dark lord when I was a baby." That was Ron. "Bloody Slytherins" he continued.
Owen brandished the fork threateningly, and they left.
After lunch, they had a free, so they all walked up to the library together. Well, the Slytherins bar Jack and Ianto left for their common room, so it was just the Torchwood team.
They quickly did their homework, they'd all been set the same Potions, which Owen did and let them copy, and Tosh helped them all with charms. Those who had had Herbology hadn't been set any homework, but Tosh and Gwen explained the boredom of History of Magic, something that Ianto, who liked History, protested against. It would be tomorrow when he had it.
They left for their next lessons, Owen and Tosh had potions again, making it a double with lunch and a free inbetween.
Tosh still remembered Snape's glare when he realized the snarky Hufflepuff boy had been the first to complete the part of the potion needed, and perfectly, at that.
They walked back to the class, and sat back by their potions - Tosh was next to Owen, which was lucky as although she was good at most things, her talents didn't stretch to cover Potions.
Owen, the healer, excelled, and after completing the 'cure for boils' to perfection, in half the time as the others, he earned Snape's grudging respect, and set about helping Tosh, who was just surprised her potion hadn't exploded.
Professor Quirrel, their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was again different, with a permanent stutter and an overlarge turban, which Tosh figured was hiding something. They didn't learn much in the lesson, just watched as Quirrel stuttered on about vampires. Perhaps that was why his room smelt strongly of garlic. Either that, or he had a fondness for the garlic dipping sauce that came with their pizza at Torchwood.
However nice it tasted, it was not a good idea to use it for perfume.
Their final class with Professor McGonnagal was again different. Tosh sat with Jack and Ianto sat with Draco on the two person desks, and Jack, despite having made friends with the Slytherin, was obviously jealous.
Professor McGonnagal was NOT a teacher to cross, strict and powerful, and the best teacher so far.
When they entered the room, they didn't notice her, figuring the cat on the desk was her pet, and sat down, talking quietly, while everyone else loudly chatted.
Jack leaned across to talk to Ianto on the neighboring desk, but shut up quickly when the cat turned into the witch who had welcomed them on her first night.
Ianto was the only person who managed a full transformation of a matchstick into a needle, although Jack came close, and Tosh just forgot the hole at the end, making it more of a pin. After the lesson, Ianto, followed by Jack and Tosh, went up to ask about turning into animals.
"I'm sorry, Mr Jones, but it's a very advanced spell, with the same age limit as apparition"
Ianto nodded.
"Thank you Professor"
He, Tosh and Jack walked out.

Two days later, Ianto stormed into the great hall at lunchtime, sitting down next to Tosh at the Slytherin table and grumbled something about 'pathetic boring ghost', and continued insulting Binns for the rest of lunch.
"He made History boring and I like History" he complained. It had been a long time since any of them had seen him this annoyed. Upset, sure, whenever Jack died, and he had been shaken after the Cannibals, but Tosh had never seen him this annoyed. He looked like he wanted to murder someone, and if Binns wasn't a ghost, she wouldn't have been surprised if they found him dead.

On Wednesday, a poster went up in the common room. 'Flying lessons. Gryffindor and Slytherin on Friday'
Ianto grinned widely, as did Jack and Draco.
"Perfect"

That night, they had a long discussion on potential friends from other houses, as Ianto suggested that they bridge the gap between the houses once and for all.
"Weasley Twins seem like a laugh"
"Yeah, and we have Gwen"
"Neville Longbottom seems nice. Comes from a very good family"
"He's just so clumsy"
"He just lacks confidence"
"I think we should try and make him angry, when he looses his temper, he can probably do something great"
"I'm gonna befriend him"
"That works too, or-"
"No, Jack, just no"