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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
Maybe not so normal I guess that most important thing left to say is I’m cursed, not the Sleeping Beauty or Thumbelina kind of cursed but the real life kind… the worst kind of cursed… This summer, I’ll spend the first half with my loving father and then if I survive, and I mean if, I’ll go to Matches’ house while mum’s away in some Tournament. Oh, she’ll try to do the usual, make-Tara-lose-what-little-fat-she-has-thing, curse my hair and face while I sleep, and if I’m really lucky she might, just might leave my clothes unaltered. |
563 | 18 |
| 2 |
James Bond Impersonation “Drake… Tara Drake” I replied smoothly before grinning at my not too shabby James Bond impersonation. Lucius proceeded to raise an eyebrow while Sirius, despite himself, also grinned. A loud bang then erupted causing surrounding birds to fly… That, we all took, was the start of the contest. |
1,115 | 10 |
| 3 |
Only Wolves I then raised both of my eyebrows and jerked back in surprise. “He has never mentioned you… He’s only ever mentioned a boy by the name of Rabastan… And that was only recently.” |
883 | 17 |
| 4 |
Pillow case suit Mr. Malfoy looked at me with distaste. Hey, I don’t think much of you either, buddy! “Yes, Ms. Drake, a traitor, a spy… a snitch,” he added, giving a quick sidelong glance at Sirius. “Well, whatever you call them nowadays, they will be dealt with accordingly.” |
1,089 | 12 |
| 5 |
She Prayed “So, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to congratulate Lucius and my darling niece, Narcissa, on their engagement.” Walburga concluded her speech to a thunder of applause. |
1,425 | 15 |
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