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Chapter 2 Dominique's eyebrows shoot up her forehead. "Do you honestly think i'm going to let ALBUS POTTER look after my wedding dress?" |
2,305 | 1 |
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Chapter 1 "Your best friend is getting married and you haven't even been in a serious relationship yet. Maybe time to start growing up, Zilly?" Yeah, I'll happily ignore that distressing thought. |
2,348 | 2 |
| 3 |
Chapter 3 'I can't believe Dom is doing this to me. When I get married, I'm sending her on a two-week trip to Timbuctoo with Voldemort to get my dress.' |
2,256 | 1 |
| 4 |
Chapter 4 '"Dom said you can read maps!" Potter whines like a child, and I roll my eyes. |
1,625 | 1 |
| 5 |
Chapter 5 "Yeah, well, that's James, he gets all the negative press anyway, with that Back Market apothecary he's running that's definitely some kind of underground meth lab-" |
2,517 | 1 |
| 6 |
Chapter 6 "But what if he needs to- you know, number two." Albus whispers the last part, as if just saying the word around Remi could trigger such urges. |
1,998 | 1 |
| 7 |
Chapter 7 “LUNCH!” Remi yells. “You’ve had lunch!” Albus yells in response. His patience is clearly thin and Remi being in this awful mood isn’t helping one bit. “And you’re eating an apple right now!” As if to protest this fact, Remi launches the apple across the small square, where it rolls tantalisingly close to the wheel of a passing buggy before thankfully coming to a safe stop next to a rusty bike rack. |
1,918 | 1 |
| 8 |
Chapter 8 “I remember that busker.” He says, like it’s the best thing in the world, gesturing to a guitar player wearing a cowboy hat.
“Oh, that’s fantastic, Potter. Maybe we should ask him if he kidnapped Remi?”
“Back to Potter now, are we?” Albus sulks. If I wasn’t on the verge of a panic attack I might have laughed at how much he looks like a petulant child.
“When you lose my two-year-old godson we are, yeah!” |
1,891 | 0 |
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Chapter 9 There is a crack, and Teddy arrives.
“Wotcher, Zilly, you idiot.”
I jump off the bed and run to him, but I’m beaten to it by Remi, who has sprung up with a gleeful yell of “DADDY!” and thrown himself straight into his father’s arms. |
3,312 | 0 |
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