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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
End Of Third Year Harry Potter bid a farewell to his best friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley and then headed towards his purple faced uncle who was waiting impatiently for him. As Harry headed towards his uncle he could hear Hermione talking to her parents as they expressed their concern for him along with Mrs Weasley who was talking in whispers to her husband Arthur, but Harry just kept on walking. After all, he had nowhere else to go; he wasn’t allowed to go to Hermione’s or the Burrow he was stuck at Number 4 Privet Drive all summer. |
1,101 | 0 |
| 2 |
Work Harry Potter looked up from his work and sighed. He was bored of cleaning floors, not only was it the most boring and pointless task in the world but it killed his knees... |
1,048 | 0 |
| 3 |
The Letter Harry ached, that was one thing he did know. Forget ached, he hurt, throbbed, felt like screaming. He wished he was numb, he wished this had never happened, that his parents hadn’t died… |
1,324 | 5 |
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