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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
This is a Joke Right? White, plain white, except for the faint shadows dancing around. |
1,670 | 1 |
| 2 |
This Man is Obviously Off His Rockets Tapping. There was that irritating tapping again. |
2,592 | 1 |
| 3 |
What Are You Gonna Do About It? Sammy was following Hagrid through the train station, she kept looking at the ticket he had given her earlier reading “Platform 9 3/4”... |
2,194 | 2 |
| 4 |
Smells a Bit Musty… She and all the first years were silent as they trailed behind Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall, the silence didn't last long when it was broken by a couple of gasps and mumbles. |
2,888 | 1 |
| 5 |
Who Interrupts Draco Malfoy? Oh god what is that terrible screeching noise? |
2,706 | 2 |
| 6 |
You’re In My Bubble Sammy and Blaise walked slowly down the corridor, trying to avoid McGonagall’s class for as long as they could. |
2,699 | 0 |
| 7 |
I Don’t Think You’d Hurt Her “I just want to sleep,” Sammy complained as she rested her head on the couch. |
3,398 | 1 |
| 8 |
Do you fancy him? Sammy squinted against the faint fire light as she woke up, scrunching her face together groaning. |
2,624 | 2 |
| 9 |
A Bit Violent Aren’t We Warner? Sammy sat in the transfiguration classroom; the seat next to her which was usually occupied by Blaise was empty. |
3,245 | 2 |
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