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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Prologue. How dare you, you filthy squib! You filthy blood-traitor! You shouldn't even be a descendant of Salazar Slytherin! |
2,399 | 7 |
| 2 |
.Famous Last Words. She held out her bowl and slowly moved forward. "You're thirsty, I must imagine, by the hard work you have done, so I brought you some water." Her voice was almost a whisper and very gentle, so Tom almost nearly didn't hear her. |
3,133 | 3 |
| 3 |
.Supermassive Black Hole. "This is our house, and we were talking about our child..." |
2,993 | 2 |
| 4 |
.Welcome To the Black Parade. He chortled evilly, taking a step up to the small cottage and opening the door that still contained the deceased snake which the skin was beginning to crisp from expiration. The wooden door creaked as he yelled on the top of his lungs, “I’M HOME!” |
2,524 | 1 |
| 5 |
.Map of the Proprietor. A visit to a special shop in London with a Merope Gaunt very pregnant. |
2,009 | 3 |
| 6 |
Concierge of Malevolence. You have to stay alive for the child. |
2,374 | 2 |
| 7 |
.Monster. A younger Tom tries to convince Amy Benson and Dennis Bishop that magic is real. Ms. Cole believes whatever he did made them believe or notice something. |
3,074 | 1 |
| 8 |
.Self-Fulfilled Prophecy. Tom looked at the rusty parts of the mouth organ, shaking his head as he placed it back in the box with the yo-yo. There was a small sense of pride with his collection, slightly eager for more. |
2,763 | 1 |
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