No one really knows which house Jack Harkness belongs in; every morning, he exits a different house, every evening he enters a different one, he wears as many colours as he fashionably can, he has friends and connection everywhere, and instead of rooting for every team, his commentaries in Quidditch games are more about how everyone looks absolutely fantastic and how amazing and fast and incredible they all are.
A few people suspect he’s a Ravenclaw first (and everything after), but they’ve never looked too deeply into it. Only a handful know (in the end, they all think, like Jack does, that a student’s house matters less than who they really are).
Oh my god… did you just use a Doctor Who/Harry Potter crossover to explain that sexual orientation/classification is not the most important thing about a person?
I… I love you.
Heh 😀