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N.C.I.S, in a word: home N.C.I.S, in a word, home. Why? Because I grew up in these walls, with these people. saying good bye is harder then it sounds. |
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The singing Weasley Twin "Oh, down to potions class we go! Lets go down the road down the road to potions class. OHHHHHH yeah!" George sang into his spoon, and I couldn't help but laugh. The singing Weasley folks! What a dork. |
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Snape's joke Snape's voice sneered as he replied, "Ms. McGee, do you know what color a pixie turns when you choke it?" Snpae asked me, his eye brows raised. I put on my best smle, and shook my head. "I don't know either, choke one and find out." He replied, and walked off. It was right about then that I realized it was a wizard joke, just like I say, 'What color does a smurf turn when you choke it.' SNAPE told a joke, DURING class might I add. |
850 | 0 |
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oozing red liquid "MCGEE!!" Someone screamed. Their voice had seemed far away as my vision began to blur. What had happened? All I did was take a drink of butter beer. |
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(Fred's point of view) "We were standing next to her the whole entire time. How could anybody do that without being noticed?!" I screamed, and George laughed as if I were stupid. "Let's not forget, Mr. Weasley," proffesor McGonnagol said quietly, "what a certain ghost was doing at that time." Oh. yeah. |
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