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Part I: Prologue: In The Art Of Troublemaking
In The Art Of Freedom
“Well I’d like to know how you happened to be in the perfect spot to grab my snitch at the perfect time," asked James, raising his eyebrows.
In The Art Of Discovery
“Are you saying you can beat me?” asked James, glaring at me.
Part II: In The Art Of Competition
“I AM GOING TO GET YOU BACK FOR THIS, WALKER! MAKE NO MISTAKE!”
In The Art Of Payback
She flicked her long dark hair in my direction and smiled angelically, “Hope you don’t mind Potter.”
In The Art Of A Bad Reputation
I don't care how many detentions McGonagall gives me, when we're done with this embarrassment, I'm going to kill Peakes.
In The Art Of Unity
“This does not make us friends, buddies, comrades in arms, partners in crime or anything in the friendship...criminology department,” she continued, her blue eyes filled with suspicion.
In The Art Of Secrets
"Well," he said, getting up from his seat, "I guess I'll see you all at practice. Goodbye friends." He offered a wave and nodded curtly at me, "Walker."
In The Art Of Revelations
"Can't you see I'm busy Potter?"
In The Art Of Change
It's ridiculous. Who would buy shoes, that obviously can't even keep you upright, for that much money?
In The Art Of Surprise
It appears my best friend has gone into full psycho mode.
In The Art Of Complication
"No one could spend five minutes with you and think you have no feelings," he said, "You're way too angry to be soulless."
In The Art Of Confession
"Merlin Charlie, are you thick?"
In The Art Of Rejection
Merlin I wish my friends would get their love lives in order. I'm getting tired of wasting time trying to sort them out.
In The Art Of Confrontation
James Potter and Charlie Walker were snogging.
Part III: In The Art Of An Aftermath
"You…You-YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD RIGHT NOW!"
In The Art of Realisation
Owen sighed and got up from his seat, slowly approaching her and Fred, who were still shamelessly going at it. He brought his face very close to them and yelled.
In The Art Of Victory
In The Art Of Transformation
"You should do what Doris says, Walker, and start being a little nicer. Don't you agree?"
In The Art Of Self Pity
Ever since he and Max had broken up he had been moping around as though he had just been condemned to a life living in the basement with our Uncle Percy and his three cats. According to Fred, what he was feeling was worse. It made me shudder to contemplate such a horror.
In The Art of Metamorphosis
I smirked, "Wow, you're an even crappier boyfriend than you are an ex-boyfriend."
In The Art Of Misery
"Did you come here to argue?" Zach snapped, "Because if you did James is still around here somewhere, and I'm sure he'd love to do the honors. You both clearly love it, so why not just go and do it? So, unless you came here to drink and bask in your own failiure, I'm not interested."
In The Art Of Returning
"You look nice," I said to her suddenly, without even thinking.
In The Art of Disclosure
My great uncle Vernon always said we could never trust the french. Now I saw what he meant.
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