If you like warming settings and cleverly sweet characters, continue. Small apartment, small workplace, small social life... Having the day off and reading a spicy novel is just as exciting as your life gets. You are a well-tempered and good-humored young lady who can take on a nice pile of work. Grudges could be held but you tend to not let people get on your nerves, except for this one... As you go about in your ordinary life the strangest, scariest and most magical things are to take place. Caught in the midst of this chaotic contrast between what you once thought your life was and what it is soon to be, will you deny it all or learn to accept the reality of the situation? "'Muggles...' he muttered, once more triggering a stream of heat to pump through my veins. He stared into my eyes with no detectable sign of emotion but was still entirely capable of expressing his dangerous temper... Muggles... what sort of nonsensical gibberish is that?" I admittedly regret calling this an X-Reader, but in truth, I've enjoyed the idea of making the narrative nameless, while still giving her relatable and personal character traits. It's cringe, but hopefully you can look past it. I use the following inserts in this x reader: (Y/N)=Your name (F/L)=First & Last name. (L/N)=Last name, (F/N)= Friends name. *DISCLAIMER* Draco Malfoy obviously is not my character and same goes for the other characters or content that you'll recognize as J.K Rowling's.

My name is Adam Young. My whole life I've dreamt of nothing more but to see the stars that twinkled up in the night sky. I never fathomed that I would receive the chance to see them up close, that is not until I met the Doctor. Seeing the stars was just the beginning. The Doctor has shown me so much more, from new planets to the history of my own. Sometimes, I think this is all some elaborate dream. My name is Adam Young. I'm the Boy Who Sang About The Stars Inspired by:( http://sneakybookworm.tumblr.com/post/55917908589/adam-meets-the-doctor-and-is-ready-to-go-on-an )

"In the Real World, we call it inspiration. Here, we call it magic." After months of bouncing around in foster care, protecting her autistic brother and waiting for their grieving alcoholic dad to get his act together, Samantha Park is done with broken promises. She doesn't have the energy for optimism anymore. The best she can do is stick with Michael and keep what's left of her family in one piece, day by day. Until one night, Michael drags her along with him to follow a "magic firefly" into the woods. Next thing she knows, they've been whisked into Owl City: an imaginary musical world where alligators can fly, owls can talk, and the clouds taste like fruit candy. And it seems it's not the first time her brother has been here. It's a wondrous city, but the peace is short-lived. Hurricanes are on the horizon. Wolf attacks are increasing. The fireflies are disappearing. Worst of all, a heavy darkness is covering the sky. And the mysterious man behind the magic - Owl City himself - is being targeted. Sam, Michael, and all their new friends soon learn that this place is just one corner of a vast universe, one light in an age-old struggle between hope and despair, and it is up to each of them to fight for the outcome. For the line between the Imaginary and the Real World is much thinner than anyone knows. The force that wins will shape the destiny of both. And, Reader, just so you know - the good guys might need your help.

As much as Hadley tried to forget about Adam, she couldn't. But when he returns, will they be the same people who formed a friendship in Blue Lake?

I looked at Brielle as she cried a river, with ragged currents flowing down her cheeks onto the wilted collar of her navy blue shirt. "I'm so sorry, Adam." She wiped her tears and clutched the rusty handle of her orange luggage and walked away. I melted onto the cold marble floor of the airport and shed tears as if like my heart had just been wrenched from my body as I admired her face the same way I used to, but now from far away, how she's perfect, and how she was all my dreams come true. Her hair of golden fire swung and brushed against her shoulder and her eyes weren't as blue as blue as a cloudless sky on a summer day anymore, it was now dark blue with the rims of it red, from all the crying. Her face was flushed pale, as she nodded when her dad motioned her to come with them already. Suddenly, memories came flashing to my blank mind; the first time I kissed her, the first time I hugged her, and how I thought to myself that she was the one I'm going to be spending forever with. But now, all I could ever think of is how I can live without her. She drew farther and farther, until she was as small as a tiny dot as I closed my eyes tight shut and thought to myself, Will I ever see her again?

because we're at the edge of the night tonight. ::Cover by: @Padfoot_Returns

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poetry #701 | a collection of the feelings that i can fathom into words.