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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Prologue and Chapter One The flashing lights start as soon as we apparate onto the smoke filled platform and I stumble slightly on the new ground. When I was younger I used to shield my eyes from the lights that followed me everywhere but now I just wear sun glasses. |
1,002 | 21 |
| 2 |
Chapter Two I knew that at some point in the year I would break my promise not to get any detentions but I didn’t expect to break it on the first day. |
1,597 | 14 |
| 3 |
Chapter Three Formal letters of apology are one of the few things I’m fair at writing. It comes from practise alone, I think, rather than any sort of talent. The Angus I was suppose to be would have been a brilliant writer, he would have had to become Minister of Magic. |
1,462 | 14 |
| 4 |
Chapter Four I am suddenly pulled to the side of the hall, a hand is placed over my mouth and an arm around my waist keep me still. A sheet of thin material is resting on my face. I struggle but with a harsh whispered hiss of “shut up,” from Potter, I cease doing so |
1,430 | 5 |
| 5 |
Chapter Five I’ve been making an effort to like tea and it starts with having a cup every morning. That is why I am sitting at the Gryffindor table drinking my cup of tea while glancing longingly at the jug of pumpkin juice. The tea has two sugars and lots of milk because that is the only way to make it bearable. Food after drinking tea is very important too. It ensures the taste doesn’t stay in your mouth. I’ve found the chocolate is the best thing to achieve this. |
1,322 | 7 |
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