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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
Returned Emotions Ten minutes later Harry was lying in his bed, back in privet drive. He had no idea how he had gotten out of the Pensieve. He felt emotions that he had thought that he would never feel again flooding through him. |
4,157 | 5 |
| 2 |
Two Red-Heads and a Brunette A girl with bushy, dark blonde hair stepped gracefully out of the fire which died down as she moved as she moved away from it. Ginny pushed her chair back from the table and practically running down the length of the room engulfed the newcomer in a hug. |
4,156 | 3 |
| 3 |
Flying With The Cannons He saw flashes of a large atrium full of people sporting Quidditch hats and scarves, then he was pushed aside by a black blur and the image went. He saw it again, but the same thing happened. The third time he saw it he was ready, and stepped neatly out onto the mat in front of the fireplace. |
4,230 | 3 |
| 4 |
Lost In Thought The meeting room was a square amphitheatre, With a raised platform in the middle. It was sadly reminiscent of Sirius’s place of death. Everyone took a seat and Dumbledore stood in the centre of the platform. “We are three people short. When they arrive, we will begin.” |
4,218 | 8 |
| 5 |
Diagon Alley Oh No! Harry thought fervently as he felt the warmth from her body spread over him. He could feel her breathing quickly, but she wasn’t pulling away. |
4,323 | 3 |
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