Hey I'm happywriter780 and this is it enjoy! DICLAIMER I OWN NOTHING BBC AMARICA DOES! I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER EITHER NONE OF THIS IS MINE!

Chapter 1

Clara POV

There he goes again that crazy Doctor. His green eyes filled with a mixture of pain and curiosity as he sits in that armchair. He's not reading he's thinking. Me well, I'm pretending to read while really I'm watching him think. I make sure that every few minutes I turn the page and look quickly away.

"Clara," the Doctor began I look up from my book to look at him, "do you realize what your even reading?" he asked, I nodded because it was Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

"Yes Doctor it's Harry Potter isn't it." I tell him and he shook his head. A blush creeps on my face while I sheepishly look at the cover. I didn't understand the words but I saw Harry Potter on it.

"Clara, what's bothering you, your reading the Spanish version of Harry Potter." The Doctor by this time stood up and walked over to me. He was still in the same attire he was before. Purple tweed coat, ridiculously cute bowtie, and brown leather boots that was his every day wear.

"Clara, what's bothering you, please turn and face me." I slowly turn to him, and then worry sounded in his voice.

"Clara, do you have a fever I can go to the sick bay to get you something to help you get over it." He said, I guess the saying is true all over the universe…. Guys know NOTHING about girls.

"Doctor I know you're trying to help but I just think I need to lay down is all. I guess I'll call it a night. Sweet dreams Doctor." I said but before he could protest I exited the library and into the kitchen to make a goodnight soufflé. Sure I had a few burned ones in the past but every other time I got it perfect. I put a note by the perfect soufflé saying 'goodnight doctor, so you won't burn the TARDIS down – Clara O.' smiling as I left I opened my door to my bedroom on the TARDIS.

Smooth, red painted walls and white laced and silky crimson bed sheets I also had white carpet on the floor. After I got changed into sweatpants and a loose t-shirt I had my bunny slippers on I laid on top of the sheets and thought of all the possibilities of what was going on in his mind right about now. I feel asleep thinking about the thoughts of the Doctor.

Doctor POV

I was sitting in the library thinking about my impossible girl, and wondering what makes her so impossible. I've gotten to the point of thinking that she might be a time traveler with a bad case of amnesia ever. (LOL that was my guess at first) I looked up to see that beautiful brown eyed mystery that was her. She was reading but in Spanish I didn't know Clara knew Spanish? I decided to wait until she turned to the next page so she wouldn't lose her place. When she did I asked.

"Clara," I began she looked up at me with her beautiful chocolate eyes and her dimples showing as she smiled. I nearly forgot what I wanted to ask her, but at the last minute I remembered. "Do you realize what your even reading?" I asked.

"Yes Doctor it's Harry Potter isn't it." She said her voice like silk. Something was bothering her I could tell she averted my gaze and looked at the cover. Realizing it wasn't in English a blush was creeping on her face or what I thought was blush. It was adorable either way… until she turned her face. It was like taking the light and warmth and I felt alone and cold… I would try anything to see her face again. I had long ago faced the facts that I liked her but now that feeling grew into love.

"Clara, what's bothering you, you're reading the Spanish version of Harry Potter." By the time I asked I walked over. She was wearing a black floral dress that came to her knees, solid black leggings, and black and silver converse. She wasn't answering me nor did she turn around I was near to insanity that's when I politely ask.

"Clara, what's bothering you please turn around and face me." I asked again, she slowly turned around. Her face was red and hot I was afraid and worried if she got a fever.

"Clara, do you have a fever I can go to the sick bay to get you something to help you get over it." I begged my voice betrayed me I wanted her to get a fast recovery.

"Doctor I know you're trying to help but I just think I need to lay down is all. I guess I'll call it a night. Sweet dreams Doctor." She said sweet like tea and honey, her favorite drink.

"You do realize that she blushed because of you right" the TARDIS said or bleeped to humans.

"Come on old girl, Clara couldn't like me I'm not human like her." I said.

"Come on Doctor, you have to admit she's not completely human. You met her TWICE and BOTH times SHE ENDED UP DEAD! And if she didn't like you why would she have made a soufflé for you. Hmmn." I looked at the TARDIS then I went to the kitchen and saw a still warm (f/f) soufflé and a note beside it. 'Goodnight Doctor, so you don't burn the TARDIS down – Clara O.' her perfect writing wrote. I chuckled a little bit her and her humor.

Ahh, Clara Owsin Oswald, my soufflé making impossible girl.

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