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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
~Prologue:When the Sun Goes Down~ Now, I know what you’re thinking, but this is not in any way, shape, or form the beginning. I repeat: not the beginning. I’d say that this is just only the end of the beginning. Because this war has only just begun...... |
1,215 | 2 |
| 2 |
~Something Good Can Work~ "Wizards? Witches? Magic. That's what happened here." |
3,061 | 1 |
| 3 |
~Deja Vu~ I know I should be happy, and I try to be. But, nothing ever works. I can never be happy. It’s like a curse; for I, Draco Malfoy, am never to be happy no matter the circumstance. It seems like every time something seems to be going right, another goes wrong. |
816 | 0 |
| 4 |
~Fame < Infamy~ This was a war, a game of chess, and Voldemort had just taken every single last one of our pawns. We were just little pieces in Voldemort’s personal game of chess. |
3,340 | 2 |
| 5 |
~Waste~ I haven’t seen the Dursleys since that day, either. Not since Uncle Vernon left for work, and Aunt Petunia left to shop for groceries. I haven’t seen Dudley, either. But, there’s still a chance that he’s alive, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, not so much. |
2,057 | 0 |
| 6 |
~Golden~ He was sketching away on a piece of old news paper. His chocolate brown eyes looked glazed and lost, and had a look of craziness and rage spread through them. That’s when I recognized him. |
3,486 | 1 |
| 7 |
~Half-Truism~ “Harry, what if she’s here and there’s something that’s stopping us?” |
7,527 | 1 |
| 8 |
~We Are Broken~ I suddenly felt myself changing before I knew it. No! The potion was wearing off. Malfoy watched in confusion as my features changed. His eyes widened when the straight blonde hair that I had once had turned into the messy brown curls that rested on my head. My eyes turned from the striking green back to their regular brown color and I shortened by about two inches. |
6,572 | 0 |
| 9 |
~Until You're Mine~ "I'm scared," I whispered. "What if they try to hurt me?" |
3,435 | 2 |
| 10 |
You Wouldn't “You’re just tricking me or something,” I said, folding my arms defensively, and backing away. |
4,078 | 1 |
| 11 |
~Where the Lines Overlap~ “You don’t know what goes on my head, Mona,” he said. “It’s not that simple.” |
5,262 | 1 |
| 12 |
~Pressure~ He needed to understand that this was a war; people would become betrayed, people woudie, lines would be crossed. |
8,262 | 1 |
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