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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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Chapter One And it was there, right at that moment, just as I was stirring my coffee, that there came the three fatal knocks, the sound that would change my life forever. |
1,638 | 5 |
| 2 |
Chapter Two This is a story . . . |
1,926 | 2 |
| 3 |
Chapter Three We were nineteen. It was raining, and inside there was nothing to do. My television was busted and I didn’t own any of those crappy old romance films, and so I just lay back on the sofa, my limbs stretching over it, Hermione resting in my arms. Her back was against my chest, her eyes staring at the ceiling. |
1,206 | 2 |
| 4 |
Chapter Four Those moments that passed were the slowest in my life. My eyes lingered carefully on the floor as the sounds of fatal footsteps echoed on the stairs, approaching closer and closer as they ascended, finally halting. Harry came back, stepping away from the barricade his body offered to a boy, approximately eight years old. |
2,307 | 7 |
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