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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
The Thin Line Between Love, Hate And Womanly Pride ‘Ah, Loganberry, eager to see me, are we? I know that you fancy me, but sprinting across the platform at high speed to fall at my feet does seem a tad over the top.’ |
1,961 | 1 |
| 2 |
Tongue-Tied ‘It’s spelt like the berry – you know: a Loganberry.’ |
1,338 | 3 |
| 3 |
Potions I didn’t wait to hear anymore. I picked up the silvered eels; stinksap and pickled toad that I had spent ages cutting up, and dropped them into his potion, which promptly exploded. |
664 | 0 |
| 4 |
Hogsmeade ‘So Rose, have you managed to find out why your real parents put you up for adoption? ‘ |
1,107 | 0 |
| 5 |
The Date Off to Hogsmeade! |
2,687 | 0 |
| 6 |
Patrol “A MUFFIN? YOU’RE ASKING ME IF I WANT A MUFFIN?” |
1,894 | 2 |
| 7 |
Conga Lines I chuckled, and turned towards the staircase, not wanting to end such an amazing evening in an awkward moment. My heart was beating wildly, my face was flushed, and a stupendous grin across my face as I entered the dorm and encountered the rest of my dorm mates in various states of undress. |
3,687 | 1 |
| 8 |
Tongue Depressers “Miss Loganberry.” (Why does everyone call you ‘Miss’ when you are ill. Maybe they think you will feel better if they are more polite.) “I would like to apologise for throwing that board rubber at you. I wouldn’t have done it if I knew the consequences.” |
1,666 | 2 |
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