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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
The Art of Nonchalance Meet Ava Spencer, Gryffindor Seeker, who loses her temper as quickly as she catches the snitch. Meet Oliver Wood, Gryffindor Captain and Ava's worst nightmare. |
3,204 | 11 |
| 2 |
Let the Games Begin Ava clambered up from the floor and pointed her wand directly at Oliver, who quickly raised his own wand. The whole common room went silent, there was no more laughter, no more cheering, just silence. Let the games begin. |
5,370 | 12 |
| 3 |
The Effect of Alcohol Oliver couldn't understand it. Where had the girl gone? He was sure she had been with him only a moment ago. Truth be told, he had no idea where he was and didn't have much chance of finding her. The fact that he was draped over the marble staircase was not helping. His head was throbbing horribly and all he wanted to do was sleep. Then he saw them. The devilish red heels. |
2,555 | 12 |
| 4 |
The Room of Mutatum ‘This is Hogwarts after all – stranger things have happened.’ Ava and Oliver stared at each other incredulously. |
3,262 | 13 |
| 5 |
All the Complications Ava sighed and stomped past Wood and into the closet. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to kiss him again... and again... and again. She groaned loudly, causing Wood to march in after her and close the door behind them. Ava hoped to Merlin no one saw them go in together – that would be a tough one to explain. What were we doing in the closet together? Oh, nothing – just kissing as it’s the only way to switch back to our original bodies – the usual. |
3,476 | 10 |
| 6 |
Accusation, Explanation and Angry Stairs ‘Me? Modest?’ he guffawed again, ‘don’t be silly Ava, you’re the modest one – I’m the arrogant man remember?’ He walked towards Ava with a large grin plastered on his face – Actually, Oliver didn’t really walk. It was more of a… sashay. Oliver Wood sashayed towards Ava with a large grin plastered on his face. |
3,683 | 12 |
| 7 |
The Basics by the Fire ‘Well we could tell each other the basics,’ Ava raised her eyebrows, ‘about our lives…’ Oliver drifted off, having not thought about this as much as he should have done. What was he going to tell her exactly? |
2,800 | 8 |
| 8 |
Madness, Mayhem and Nudity He held the bra between his hands and examined it – why the hell did girls wear these things? Oliver was sure they couldn’t be comfortable. He had, in fact, broken the bra he had been wearing to bed, while trying to undo the clasps had snapped them altogether. He didn’t feel like repeating the scene, so tossed the bra back into the locker and hurried to change into his Quidditch robes. |
4,004 | 8 |
| 9 |
The Proposal of Kissing Ava Spencer now had the nickname of…The Flasher. |
4,434 | 6 |
| 10 |
Puffers, Nose Bleeds and Nate Ava started choking, Oliver didn’t know on what, probably sucked in the air the wrong way. Ava went on a coughing spree, her watering eyes glaring at him in horror. Oliver didn’t see what the big deal was, it was a simple question. |
3,936 | 1 |
| 11 |
Too Many Violations No one was around when she left, it was past eleven and most people were either asleep or behind the tapestry or in a closet snogging. She sighed, realizing she technically was one of those people. |
3,123 | 0 |
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