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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
The Beginning of the End, or the End Before a New Beginning? No, failure doesn’t exist-it’s just the name for a pessimistic view of something you could make the best of if you simply try. |
1,958 | 2 |
| 2 |
No Big Deal The Sorting Hat is lifted above me and placed lightly on my head. The rim flops over my eyes. |
1,590 | 0 |
| 3 |
Abruptness Professor Slughorn is especially boring today, going on and on about his star student a billion years ago (really more like 40 years ago, but seriously, this guy must be ancient!), Tom Riddle er other? Whatever. We had to brew a certain potion, the Living Death, and it is kind of complicated (and it should be, considering this is advanced Potions). The only person to get it right was Serverus Snape- nothing surprising, he’s practically been a master at potions since second year. |
977 | 0 |
| 4 |
Getting Ahead of Myself Wow. I have never met anyone so bold. Well- except James. |
1,368 | 0 |
| 5 |
A Mistake I Needed to Make “My name is Nymphadora!!!!!!!!” I scream in his face, meaning ‘No, I don’t want your picture of a freaking face. I don’t need anything to remember him by because I don’t want to remember him! Your butts will all get kicked once Dumbledore finds out about this! The picture’s burnt around the edges, why the heck would you think I’d want it anyways?!’ A lot for four words to say, I know. |
3,507 | 0 |
| 6 |
The Willows My friends joke that the Willow is my “time of the month.” Technically, it really is, but it’s still embarrassing. Apparently I get really moody and overly sensitive and emotional around the time of the Willows. Yes, I have gotten in arguments with my friends before around the full moon, but never like this- never something this serious, or so pre-meditated. |
3,874 | 0 |
| 7 |
Blackmail “Wakey-wakey.” Odd thing to say so creepily. The voice didn’t match the body either- this soprano voice was far too high-pitched to belong to a seventh year Slytherin. I whip around and there’s a splitting feeling in my body as I stare at a pair of yellowed eyes… |
4,462 | 0 |
| 8 |
Dumbledore is My Homeboy “Wow, erm, alright headmaster. I will take that into account…” Why did he just give me a full lecture on gothic architecture? |
3,262 | 0 |
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