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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Avoidance. I can not believe that I, Victoire Weasley, was run out of my own country by some guy. |
2,567 | 6 |
| 2 |
Realisation. I had snuggled up against Teddy Lupin. |
2,607 | 7 |
| 3 |
Criticism. ‘Oh, honestly, Teddy! Anything else you would like to criticise? I mean, where I work, my friends, where I hang out, would you like to bash my clothes? My hair? God, you’re such a twat!" |
2,770 | 5 |
| 4 |
Jealousy. It wasn’t jealousy, I reasoned. It was a matter of self-preservation. I didn’t want Teddy sleazing all over one of my new (sort of) friends. And thanks to my discovery this morning, I don’t think seeing Teddy with another girl is the best way to heal right now. Liking Teddy Lupin is a very dangerous path. |
2,648 | 11 |
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