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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Off you go, Hugo! Hugo is not the cute kind of shy. No he was the stuttering, knees shaking, sweaty palmed, tongue tied and hiding behind his mother- kind of shy. Yeah, that kind. |
3,984 | 1 |
| 2 |
A walking work of awkwardness “It was fun to use the stamps,” Hugo answer when he realised the very long silence meant he had to say something. He was such a good conversationalist! |
4,018 | 1 |
| 3 |
To deal with the feels “Well, what was I supposed to do, drag him into your common room for the ridicule of your entire house? That’s mean Rose and you know it.” |
2,388 | 1 |
| 4 |
Unrequested and unnecessary Hugo nodded, he had no idea what else to do. He felt like he was five again and his mom had arranged a playdate with one of the children from kindergarten, forcing him to spent time with a stranger, for ‘his own good’. (edited) |
2,723 | 2 |
| 5 |
Unfamiliar nice feeling There was little in the world that he would make it okay for you to wake Hugo up, but sweets (and especially those from Honeyduke’s) were one of the things Hugo didn’t mind waking up for. Beth appeared to have a similar view on things. |
2,551 | 1 |
| 6 |
Cellophane paper confidence Wishing with all his might that he would regain his cellophane paper status again, Hugo hurried forwards, past the other tables towards the Gryffindor one. |
2,558 | 1 |
| 7 |
When the world was inside-out “I think I saw your friend leave a couple of minutes ago. Rain, or something, right?” Albus said after a long silence. "she looked a bit upset." |
3,036 | 0 |
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