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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Home Sweet Hell He's sitting at the Gryffindor table, gripping his fork really hard and scowling at his plate. Ladies and gentlemen, my lovely boyfriend, Remus Lupin. |
1,547 | 5 |
| 2 |
Twenty-Four Hours In And for once, I don't trip over and land fat on my face when all the tables- including the staff- watch me |
1,981 | 0 |
| 3 |
Raised Eyebrows Stella raises one eyebrow (which annoys me because it's something I can't do no matter how much I concentrate). |
2,409 | 1 |
| 4 |
Goalposts For some reason, I feel a tingle down the back of my neck, or maybe it was just his breath. Either way, I turn to look at him and am terrified by what I see. |
2,179 | 1 |
| 5 |
Small Secrets To Be Shared "I wasn't always a sadcase" |
2,262 | 0 |
| 6 |
No Questions I'm laughing harder than I've laughed in ages and it feels so good that I don't even notice the dark figure standing in the shadow of a willow tree nearby. |
2,737 | 0 |
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