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Rating
Mature
Chapters
12
Words
41,811
Characters
Scorpius, Albus, James (II), Lily (II), Hugo, Rose, OC, OtherCanon
Primary Relationship
Other Pairing
Secondary Relationship(s)
Rose/Scorpius
Genre(s)
Fluff, Humor, Romance
Era
Next Generation
Advisory
Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme
Story Reviews
252
Status
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2011-01-05 5:08pm
Last Chapter
2013-01-03 10:26pm
Last Updated
2013-01-03 10:26pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 Eccentric

If I were a mom I wouldn’t want my daughter hanging out with a psychopath like me either.

4,681 44
2 Phony

“Are you really talking to a fish right now?”
“Of course I’m talking to you, Paul,” I told him, quite offended by his snarky attitude right after I offered to find him his soul mate, “I always talk to you.”

3,575 24
3 Impulse

“You’re so naïve, I could pee.”

4,145 32
4 Shock

I decided I would overlook his apparent lying and actually talk about what I came here to talk about, “Alright . . . whatever. Look, I found you so that I could ask you if you wanted to help me prepare the funeral for Paul the Fifteenth.”
“. . . You mean clean the toilet?”
“Yes, exactly.”

4,652 23
5 Suffocate

Oh, Paul.
You’re adorable.

3,241 23
6 Twisted

“I’m all ears.”
I don’t understand that expression. My ears are very small compared to the rest of my body, thank you very much.

4,027 21
7 Bricks

Maybe in some weird, psyched-out way, James really did care for this girl he doesn’t even know, this girl he saw for the first time three minutes ago.
If that was the case, then I foresee a lot of drama in my future.

2,380 18
8 Flicker

What do guts have to do with anything anyways?

3,077 14
9 Monster

You know what they say, after all; when you eat dog poop, you throw up but when your mind eats dog poop it won’t because minds are incapable of throwing up . . .
Or something.

5,221 12
10 Sorry

She rolled her eyes, waving her wand at the fallen paper. They disappeared instantly.
“Where’d you send them?”
“Filch’s pocket.”
Why?”
“So he can throw them away for me.” She shrugged.
“Why didn’t you just send them to a trash can?”

2,073 18
11 Comprehension

“Who’re we killing?”

2,819 21
12 Matchmaker

Putting this plan on the right course is like sending Rose’s heart on a one-way trip to heartbreak; city hall is aptly named depression and the streets are flooded with backstabbing and lies.

1,920 2

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