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THIS IS A BAD IDEA
Dear Jack ...
NEVER TURNING BACK
Christmas dinner went by fairly uneventfully—which was a miracle greater than the birth of Christ himself—and apart from Charlie wagging his eyebrows suggestively between Jack and I whenever we happened to address each other in conversation, I hadn't come close to breaking my serene and calm composure.
THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT
I'd just figured out Albus Potter's second secret.
In the end, I thought fuck it, I'll go to Harmony Smith's party.
I PUT MY HANDS ON THE WALL
The Resurrection Stone.
I CAN'T WAIT FOR OUR FIRST DATE
It had been a week since Harmony Smith's glorious ABC party and with its spectacular end came a few problems, both new and old.
JANE FOX WAS DESPERATE
'Jane Fox is an addict.'
SHALL WE BEGIN?
Scorpius was avoiding me.
CHARLIE, I WHISPERED
A GAPING BLACK HOLE WHERE SOMETHING BELONGED
Ooooooooooh, boy, I was in a lot of pain.
WHEN I WOKE UP
The whole world bent out of focus and went black.
PENDLE WITCHES HOUSE FOR POOR AND FORGOTTEN CHILDREN
It had been nearly two weeks since Cecily had been expelled.
A LETTER FROM CECILY
It had torn into me inward and drove me mad, then exploded out of me when I couldn't control it.
The screaming stopped.
A BITTERLY COLD CHILL
The more answers I found, the more hurt I caused myself and the more it grew in strength, digging its roots into my bones.
THE THRESHOLD I COULDN’T CROSS
'Kit ... class is going to start any minute.'
HOW MUCH TIME DID JANE NEED?
Well ... none of us could argue with that.
THE SORTING HAT
I raced from McGonagall's office, not pausing to take a breath or allowing myself a well deserved moment of relief.
DUST AND MAGIC
'And you're not alone, Rose. You'll always have us.'
I stumbled into my room, baring my teeth when I crashed into my wardrobe shutting the door behind me.
HOW CERTAIN ARE YOU?
'I told you,' I breathed. 'I'm in control.'
THE FIRST TIME I’VE EVER MEANT IT
'Hey, Albus,' I said, throwing myself onto the couch beside him. 'You're a boy right?'
'Because,' he said softly, looking at me thoughtfully. 'You're the Executioner.'
THIS IS THE ONLY WAY
'What does that mean?' I demanded harshly. 'What do you want from me?'
'I think that might mean she's in,' James observed.
This sent Jane into another bout of laughter which no one could bring her back from.
As Charlie laid there on his bed alone, still fully clothed, shoes on and everything, he couldn't stop thinking about his conversation with James just moments earlier ...
THE SNOW WAS GONE
I would make sure his light never went out.
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