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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
What the hell is a Twittering Bumbergal I turned one more corner and found myself face to face with non-other than Loony Lovegood. |
774 | 6 |
| 2 |
Talking I smiled for the first time in forever. It didn’t feel right, like it was stretching my skin, and I quickly stopped. She smiled back though as if in encouragement. |
757 | 5 |
| 3 |
Missing Something Just as I was about to turn away from the door again, it opened, and either Fred or George stared at me, looking confused. He raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth. |
1,155 | 7 |
| 4 |
Weasley's = Way Too Nice “You can stay here tonight if you like. We’re not heading off to The Burrow until tomorrow. You can sleep in the guest room or on the couch.” |
2,426 | 5 |
| 5 |
Fancy I watched as George reached the top of the stairs, Granger right behind him. He glanced down the hall and grinned when he saw my head poking out. Granger didn't see me thankfully and followed George in suit when he plopped down on the couch. |
1,456 | 5 |
| 6 |
Laugh “You think she’s mental for fancying George? Isn’t he your twin? I mean, you’re rather similar.” |
2,326 | 7 |
| 7 |
Smile “Actually, I learned a lot of things while I was down there. I saw you. I could see you hated being there, being with all those people. You looked like you just wanted to escape. I was planning on talking to you, but I never got the chance.” |
2,808 | 2 |
| 8 |
The Plan “Remember the plan.” I muttered to myself as I strode up to the door and knocked on it. |
1,378 | 4 |
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