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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
i. “I am not an Animagus. I am a werewolf.” |
2,323 | 2 |
| 2 |
ii. Sharp pains shot through her fingers as she nearly fell out of bed, her mind scattered. She wasn’t herself, she was already losing her thoughts, already slipping away. |
2,177 | 3 |
| 3 |
iii. “Iris Vlokx is something none of us understand yet, not even her. She’s going to die, Sirius, unless we can discover what it is that has made her this." |
2,646 | 3 |
| 4 |
iv. “They were trying to beat the werewolf out of me. They didn’t understand it.” |
2,737 | 4 |
| 5 |
v. Iris, Iris, Iris. |
2,427 | 2 |
| 6 |
vi. “Is she in the forest?” |
2,213 | 3 |
| 7 |
vii. Her stomach squeezed, and she closed her eyes in anguish, so human. When she opened them again, she could see so many colors. The dark brown of his hair, masked black by her wolf eyes, the pale tone of his skin, the shimmering pine needles blanketed under snow in the moonlight, and this: his blood. He was dying. |
2,407 | 2 |
| 8 |
viii. And they were. The moment she felt the wind, Lily knew they were. She opened her eyes, and her breath came out in a white gasp. The Marauders looked around at the snow-covered mountains surrounding them in awe. |
2,154 | 2 |
| 9 |
ix. Remus suddenly came jogging around the house, dashing toward James. He grabbed his arm, and James turned, his face the picture of despair and worry. Remus shook his head, and James’ shoulders sunk, his eyes closing. He looked suddenly aged, older even than his father. |
2,009 | 2 |
| 10 |
x. Iris. Iris. Iris. It rang in her head like a warning. |
2,032 | 2 |
| 11 |
xi. My eyes stay the same, even under these February stars. Don’t forget me, for I fear I will be soon to forget you. When you see me next, I will be not of skin but of fur. Remember my eyes, Sirius. My eyes stay the same, even under these February stars. I love you. |
2,406 | 4 |
| 12 |
xii. Sirius was ice cold to the touch, almost like a frozen statue. She gripped his shoulder, but he fell away from her touch, unconscious even as Iris struggled away from his grasp. |
2,227 | 4 |
| 13 |
xiii. He reached forward as she said this, and Lily let him fold her away in his embrace, the last they’d ever share. “It will always be you,” he whispered. |
2,125 | 4 |
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