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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Once Upon a Rainy Sunday Morning As the cold air rushes into the room I let out a small sigh and the puff of air hangs in a small cloud in front of me, but as soon as I reach out to touch it, it is gone. |
2,027 | 5 |
| 2 |
Friends and Frustration I have come to a decision; I hate snow. |
1,676 | 8 |
| 3 |
Potions, Explosions, and Quidditch 'Skills' “Neville-No!” I screech instinctly, “I said wolfsbane not wormwood!” Too late. |
1,833 | 7 |
| 4 |
Not So Invincible I’m shocked. Questions begin bubbling to the surface, trying to push |
2,638 | 6 |
| 5 |
Nightmares Don't Only Happen When You're Asleep I push his arm off of me, “Why’d you have to go and do that, Tyler?!” I |
2,749 | 5 |
| 6 |
Runinng Away? If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts. |
2,164 | 2 |
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