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Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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1 |
Prologue The year I turned sixteen, I became a wanderer. |
823 | 5 |
2 |
Don't Look Them in the Eye Beneath the rule of the Carrows, attendance at breakfast is sparse. |
4,741 | 9 |
3 |
A Dangerous Game This is London like I, Astoria, have never seen it before. An insider’s perspective, hidden deep in the heart of Bloomsbury, surrounded by strangers, where my family will never think to look. |
4,895 | 11 |
4 |
Running From Shadows The sounds of my parents talking loudly reaches my ears in the study as they arrive in the place that was my home. |
3,852 | 19 |
5 |
The Prefect & the Map When I wake the morning after fleeing from London, my whole body resounds with a dull ache, groaning inwardly as I prop myself up on my elbows. Terry is nowhere to be found in the little inn room, but I can see a faint shimmer of magic by the door – magical wards, most likely that will set off an alarming noise if a stranger attempts to broach them. |
3,934 | 10 |
6 |
The One Who Listens She’s imagining her little sister hiding in a sewer, chipped nail polish on the hand gripping her wand, expensive leather boots covered in mulch and human waste. It’s an unpleasant thought but one Daphne returns to often throughout the lesson. |
2,412 | 13 |
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