: ̗̀➛ " I would give anything to see the stars in the reflection of your eyes right now..." ⋆·˚ ༘ *
.* :☆ﾟ
Florence hates more than just Sundays. She hates being alone in the middle-of-nowhere Ireland, she hates being at St. Andrew's instead of Hogwarts, and she hates that she can't see any of her friends.
Most of all, she hates that the only contact she has with the magical world is Remus's enchanted journal which she has to go to endless lengths to keep her mum or the sisters at St. Andrew's from finding out about.
ﾟ: *.☽
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"Each day, you'd rise with me
Know that I would gladly be
The Icarus to your certainty
Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight"
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"Strap the wing to me
Deathtrap clad happily
With wax melted, I'd meet the sea
Under sunlight, sunlight, sunlight"
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