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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
Snogging, Stars and Sirius Black. You know, I’ve only just noticed how nice kissing is. Well that’s what I was thinking to myself as I stood in the Astronomy tower, lip locked with none other than Sirius Black. Yes you heard me right, and no I am not insane, though personally I am starting to question my own mental state. |
2,280 | 8 |
| 2 |
Hippogriffs and Porridge bowls. '“No Mister Hippogriff, I didn’t steal your cookie.” I heard laughter far away off in the distance, interrupting my peaceful dreams of talking Hippogriffs in cookie shops. Wearily I opened my eyes, squinting slightly in the light, only to be met with Bridget’s red cheeked and laughing face. “Oh Bridge!” I cried indignantly, feeling hideously embarrassed, it can be a question of sanity when one dreams about Hippogriffs.' |
2,222 | 5 |
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