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Listening to... by Jinx333

 
Rating: MatureStory Reviews: 47
 
Chapters: 16
Words: 65773
Characters: Albus, James (II), Scorpius, OC
Genre(s): Drama, Horror/Dark, Romance
Era: Next Generation
Pairings: James/OC
Status: Work In Progress
First Published: 2017.06.02
Last Published Chapter: 2018.02.21
Last Updated: 2018.02.21
Favorite Story Of: 15 users
 
Advisory: Contains profanity, Mild violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme

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Ainsly (aka: Sly) has always been perceived as a nobody, practically invisible in the former halls of Hogwarts, unless you counted the bullying. So taking a catering job to earn some extra money seemed fitting to her stay under the radar, invisible personality. Right? Wrong. There would never be more twists along the way.

 

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews Read
1 Problems

“Ryan,” Delilah greeted in a fake excited tone. “I’m going to calmly request that you back the fuck up off of my friend, please.” Then she turned to me, grabbed my arm, and gently said “let’s go, Sly.” Sometimes I really loved Delilah.

1849 3
2 Memories

"What? Why not?" He sounded stunned. I wondered if anyone had ever refused or rejected him. Did he understand or recognize the feeling?

2043 2
3 Awkwardness

And that marked the day that I accidentally made James Potter go into a choking fit.

4255 3
4 Letters

James raised his eyebrows at me in disbelief. "Bacon wrapped strawber-"

I held up a hand, interrupting him. "Don't ask." He beamed, shaking his head in amusement. "It wasn't my idea."

2234 3
5 Disbelief

"She's awful," he supplied and I about choked. "You can admit it. The girl once talked to me for two hours straight about her authentic Antipodean Opaleye scaled purse."

I cringed. "But those are endangered, right?"

3743 2
6 Surprises

"If you make a cliché comment about your name I will throw this Cauldron Cake at you." I warned with my hand on the treat.

4568 3
7 Fights and Flowers

"Hey Delilah," Freddy called out loudly. "I want to grow tomatoes, any suggestions?" His tone was teasing. I sent a warning look to Delilah, pleading with her to be nice.

3411 2
8 Invitations

"You have a Erumpent?" I asked, slowly. "That you named Pork Chop." Half of me was shocked that he had a Erumpent, while the other half wanted to laugh because he named a fierce beast after butchered meat.

4603 2
9 Sides of the Story

Something poked me in the side, breaking me out of my thoughts and I found Ryan grinning at me. "She's such a weirdo, eh?" Ryan laughed at his comment, rolling his shoulders in a shrug. "Girl barely ever talks. I bet a majority of Claws have never heard the sound of her voice. It's a bit pathetic really."

2203 2
10 Hidden Secrets

"What are you doing, Sly?" Albus' emerald eyes stared back at me, peering at me with a confused expression on his face.

"Oh, just trying to wake myself up." I answered Albus with my eyes shut.

"That seems more like a way to fall asleep. Like forever..."

3548 4
11 Fancy that

"Oh, you're welcome. It's no trouble, honestly." But it was a bother; of course, he didn't understand that because everything always seemed to come so easily to James Potter. This was certainly no exception.

5448 3
12 May Maybe

"Why are you naked?!" I covered my eyes, turned around, and tried to rush away at the same time.

5066 3
13 Hallelujah

"And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah..."

-Jeff Buckley

5180 5
14 Ghosts

"You're mental," Fred argued, turning toward Simon for support. "Please inform him that he's mental before I have to write home that the eldest son of Harry Potter lost his last knut and ended up swept away in a monsoon."

7438 5
15 One more to the chest

"James..." Freddy faltered, uncertain if he should continue. "You actually like that girl, eh?"

"What are you talking about?" I defended, hackles rising up and lashing out. "Who would like someone so plain?"

6804 2
16 April

"April," she sighed.

"Ah yes, for it is 'the cruelest month..." (T.S. Elliot, The Waste Land).

3380 3




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