It's getting nearer now and I've got this horrible squrmy feeling in my stomach that I'm just going to make a mess of this and fall flat on my face. My plot is sorted but there are so many shaky details that I'm twisting myself inside-out with nerves. How am I going to magange this much writing in so short a time? Imogen
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After her O.W.L.s Hope had managed to persuade her dad to give her a crash course in what he laughingly referred to as “Parseltongue for tourists”. Being in Slytherin, she’d thought it had been the epitome of cool to return to school with such useful snakey phrases as “Can you pass the apple pie, please?” and “Would you be good enough to tell me what time the train to Madrid departs from Platform Two?” . ~ A Pensieve Affair ~ Now being posted...
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