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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
The Importance of Nail Polish I refuse to scream. When they all popped into the room, I screamed. Everyone screamed. And the screaming hasn’t stopped since. It’s every where, and I refuse to add to it. One scream was all they got from me. It’s all they’ll ever get from me. |
1,148 | 4 |
| 2 |
Permanently Stained The words were so quiet I could barely hear them over the chaos that was going on around us. Mediwitches were moving from group to group fixing broken bones and mending gashes. People were searching frantically for family and friends. Women were crying. Men were yelling. And Sirius and I sat quietly in our corner refusing to let go of each other. |
1,529 | 10 |
| 3 |
Laughing Anyway “Mr. Black, Ms. Evans. This is extremely inappropriate. I don’t care what the two of you do outside the walls of this hospital, but there will be none of this under my watch,” her sharp black eyes looked back and forth between the two of us, frowning with disapproval. She huffed, “The two of you should be ashamed.” |
2,437 | 5 |
| 4 |
Empty Footsteps I shot up, sitting straight. My back as rigid as the headboard behind me. I cocked my head to the side, listening. My mind raced. I repeated to myself that it was nothing. It was just a hospital worker. I was being irrational. But my body wouldn’t listen. My fist was clenched around my wand, held firmly by my side. The footsteps were steady now. Coming towards my room. |
1,613 | 12 |
| 5 |
A Game with Unknown Rules Sirius and James were still conspiring at the end of my bed. Sirius’s eyes were laughing and James was trying to keep a straight face. I wanted desperately to feel like that. To feel free. So I swept all my shattered pieces underneath an invisible rug in my mind and promised myself I would deal with it later. |
4,223 | 15 |
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