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harry james potter was humid summer nights, dry lightning, rule-breaking, staying up all night and sleeping until noon, dry humor, sarcastic quips, quick heartbeats, teen angst, raging adrenaline, intense stares, and unwavering trust.
naomi beatrice alders was the dark night sky just before sunrise, a lone-rider, the burn of firewhiskey, sometimes far too daring, the excitement that surrounds fear, stubbornly determined, windy car rides when the wind whips your hair around, and a trailblazer.
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Fanfiction"this is different... there isn't going to be a happy ending for us." "i don't believe you."
