Did not mean to put a cliffy.
Why not it was good
It is sooo mazing... O M G
that was a great place to stop sillyyyyyy
wow you are amazing
This was a good story and I enjoyed it.
I'm quite enjoying this fic, but it's a little hard to take it seriously, I feel like i'm watching a soap opera.
I NEED IT
Author's Response: Oh wow... thank you so much!! *hugs* Gosh, you know I haven't updated this for donkey's years... life just got on top of me. I'm SO SORRY that I left it like that, I really am. I don't know when I'll get back to it... I mean, sometimes I reread this fic and wonder if I could write as well now as I did at the time.rnrnThank you so much for your reviews - they're the first in a long time! I'll endeavour to get the rest of it written, once life isn't so hectic.rnAgain, thank you!!
I was all great. I loved the begining and this...I looked blankly at him before sighing. “No shit, Sherlock,” I muttered.
“Sherlock? Oh, Holmes. Great wizard, he was…”
I love these part and your ending...
#1 “FILTHY TRAITORS! MUDBLOODS! IT’S DIRT, HOW DARE YOU ENTER—”
“SHUT THE HELL UP WOMAN!” Obviously her incessant screaming had pushed me too far, and I hadn’t even been in the house for ten seconds. A short silence followed, in which Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and Mrs Black looked at me with shocked expressions.
“HOW DARE A MUDBLODD TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?! GET OUT! OUT!”
“—so if you’d kindly tell us—”
“—if anything’s wrong—”
“—we’d be more than happy to help!” I blinked a few times to adjust my eyes to the bright colours in the room, then focused them on the three redheads in front of me.
“How very well rehearsed,” I said lightly, smiling at them.
“Oh no, completely spontaneous,” George replied. “We were just discussing the next prank to play on—”
“—Ron, when you saw me walking past. Yeah, I know.” Again, they looked surprised. What's with everyone looking surprised around me? “Hey, I can do F'n'G sentences too!” Still they said nothing. “I'm fine, okay? Yes, my parents are dead, but I think I'm dealing with it; I'm coping. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me. Now can I please get my breakfast?” The twins seemed to be contemplating whether or not to accept my explanation. Ginny, on the other hand, looked completely sceptical and unconvinced.
“That good enough for you, Gred?”
“I don't know, Forge. Gin?”
“Codswallopy balderknickle-dash. Something's happened and she's not telling, I can tell.” Sometimes I hate how Ginny knows me so well. It's annoying.
“I'm telling you, Gin, I'm fine, nothing happened. How about we go down and eat?” I smiled sweetly at the twins, knowing that their resistance to food was about as small as a needle point. Both the boys nodded and headed out of the room, leaving me and Ginny alone. There was never any use hiding anything from her, but...
“I'll tell you later, Gin, okay? Breakfast calls!” Of course I wouldn't lie to her when I did tell her; I'd just... not tell her everything.
This was the best chapter yet.
Keep on truckin' :D
I liked this part...
Oh and you are in my faves...
“I’m a Gryffindor, and I’m Hermione Granger. I don’t give up.”
“A Gryffindor, Granger? Are you quite sure about that? Gryffindors don’t kill, especially if their victim is far more powerful and superior to them.”
I love it all sooo much,
expecialy this ...
Our heads literally banged into the other to find out who the Umbridge-impersonator was. Having felt the bump that was forming on my head, I found Fred, George and Ginny sporting smirks which were quite worthy of Malfoy himself. Without hesitation I flew backwards and upwards, trying to get as far from Malfoy as possible.
“This isn’t… we weren’t… I… It’s Malfoy, and… Fred, George and Ginny Weasley stop laughing!”
For some reason or another all three of the siblings had cracked up laughing, and I assumed that the look on my face had made them laugh even more. I looked to Malfoy for support; he, like me, was completely dumbfounded as to why they were all laughing.
“O-Oh, Merlin, Her-Her-Hermione!! Pr-Pr-Priceless!! It was just priceless!!”
“I agree!! Nothing could be better than seeing –”
“– Draco Malfoy –”
“– and Hermione Granger –”
“– so bloody close to each other!”
Again all three burst out laughing. I couldn’t help but smirk at them, since they found such a small thing amusing. The twins started whispering and pointing, and I distinctly heard the words: ‘Malfoy's smirk’.
This part is so good :D
It looked like he was preparing himself for the worst, by the grimace he made.
“Being evil is like being forced to take a part of yourself away from what you already know. It’s one of the worst feelings you could experience, but at the same time, I guess it’s one of the best. Just that feeling of power… it’s great. You feel like you’re on top of the world, like you’re flying, like you’re free; even though you’re being, so to say, controlled. Please, Granger, stop giving me that look.”
“Hey, I’m not the one who looks like a little boy describing his favourite toy.”
“Shut up. You did. Carry on.”
:D great job
Here are some diffrent lines for ya
I belive you it gets better but I like your prolouge. It was awfuly short though.
Keep up the good work. :)
great story next chapter pleezz?