this is really good. really addicting! i can't wait to see what happens next! and p.s. admitting you have an addiction is the first step to fixing it. i also have a punctuation addiction hahaha. (:
this chapter made me want to cry. not many chapters do though, i'm impressed!
I really like all your stories, especially the longer ones. I especially like the bits where everyone is really sympathetic and concerned about Harry, and he's really embarrassed, it's soooo funny! I noticed that you said that Ron had to go and comfort a first-year girl, which should mean that he went into the girls dorm, and I thought boys weren't allowed?
This is such a sad beginning to a story! I can only hope things get a bit more cheerful from here on out. But it does make you want to keep reading in the hopes that the rest of the story isn't as depressing. Actually I just finished "the Seventh Horcrux," which was excellent, so I'm interested to see how this and it's sequel are similar/different.
Im not sure you even still look t this but i thought i would let you know that i have now read this story and its sequel about a dozen times at least and have enjoyed it more then i did the actual book. so thank you very much for such an amazing work of fiction.
I recently finished the seventh horcrux and have fallen into depression at its ending lol, glad to have discovered this one...love your work
i loved it you have no idea how much i really really did. i can't wait to go see the next part. = )
oh my it has been a long time since icried over a story not like this anyway. btw i totally agree with you about the miss weasly moment harry deserves it. it was a wonderful chapter even if i did quite like malfoy.
hahaha it was still a lovley birthday and that talk must have been really funny. poor harry
nice game i really liked it
i love this i love it i love it
wwow this was an asome stoory i cant wait to read the next one. i reakkky engiod readiing this you did a very good gob!!!
wow incredible amazing fantastic i love it!! xx roseweasley
The rambling is absent from this chapter. Congrats!
I have to say, your characterization is wonderful. And while I don't approve of Harry cursing (I've always loved how Jo says he curses but never actually writes it out), it is definitely appropriate in this situation.
It's my second time reding this story, and I swear it got even better when I was not looking. Absolutely delightful !!
"Harry, I’d like you to call me Jonathan, as my friends do."
He pressed his lips together, trying to stop his lower lip from trembling as she patted his back gently. Breathing through his nose, he fought to close them off as the images of his captivity and the battle raced for prominence in Harry’s mind. His parents screaming, Sirius falling through the Veil, Cedric in the graveyard, Death Eaters and their endless curses, Voldemort’s angry red eyes as he probed Harry’s mind, Ron in shock after killing Malfoy, Moony sitting on his knees staring at the old friend he’d just killed. Don’t think about it now…think about it later…think about it later…
Without warning, he couldn’t hold it back anymore, and he felt his face scrunch up in misery. He buried his head in Mrs. Weasley’s shoulder, finally allowing the sobs to wrack his bruised body. She just held him tightly and allowed him to cry. The memories the Dementors had forced him to endure fought for prominence in his mind, and he was helpless to shut them off. He cried for Sirius, for his parents and the home he’d never see, for Jonathan and for Hestia, for Cedric and the Burrow. He cried for Ron and the burden he’d now have to live with for the rest of his life, for Moony, forced to kill the last of his childhood friends, and for all the fear and terror he’d experienced facing Voldemort. He went over that silent list of names of all the victims in his mind as he finally allowed himself to grieve in Mrs. Weasley’s safe embrace.
I just started crying right here, it was so sad! *sniff* A real tearjerker here!
He wasn’t aware of Professor Dumbledore approaching, or of him taking in the scene with sorrow and standing guard while Mrs. Weasley offered her comfort. He just finally allowed himself the one thing he’d always secretly longed for, to be held by a mother. This was a comfort even Ginny could never have given him. Somehow, within Mrs. Weasley’s arms, he could feel the presence of Lily Potter and knew from a deep, long buried part of himself that she would approve of this woman to act as her surrogate.
He didn’t know how long it was that she held him there, but, eventually, he felt the pull of the Portkey as the two of them were sped back to Hogwarts, back home.
So Malfoy's gone? Good Riddance! Tom Felton may look cute (But he doesn't reach the level held by Dan, or Ed Speelers for that matter), but he is Draco Malfoy, the meanest student at school! 10/10
Thank God!!! I thought, for a moment there, that Remus was... *shivers* I was sobbing when Harry found him, it hurt. Please don't harm Remus like that again, he's my favorite character, after Sirius, but since Sirius... well, you know, it's been Remus who is my favorite now, but I still can't come to terms with Sirius' death, I guess. (But it was still a great fic, 10/10)
A whole chunck of chocolate?! If I was in Harry's place right now, I'd be rubbling my hands with glee and stuffing the whole thing in my mouth!! Why is he so depressed over it? Must be because of all the chocolate he had to eat during POA. Aww, well.... 10/10
"A brief flash of the hound getting blasted through the Veil, and then I was out." Snape sounded almost bored.
His cold words seemed to startle Remus out of a daze. "Don’t let me ever hear you refer to Sirius like that again," he said. Remus’s face was a mask, but Harry could hear the understated fury.
Snape turned to Remus with loathing clearly evident on his face. "As what, a hound, or an idiot to take a stunner in front of the Veil? My only regret is that I couldn’t have been there to see it happen and enjoy the moment first hand."
Harry flinched back as if struck; the shock of Snape’s cruel words on top of everything else was beginning to weigh on him as he sank down on to the couch. It was Remus who lost control. With a snarl, he pulled his fist back and slammed it into the Potions Master’s nose. Snape was flung back onto Dumbledore’s desk, his eyes burning with hatred.
"Severus, Remus, that is enough," Dumbledore hissed, holding his arms out between the two. That feeling of raw power Harry had witnessed before emanated off the Headmaster. "We are all on the same side here. If we cannot control ourselves and work together, what hope do we have to offer anyone?"
"Dumbledore, I will give my life to you and this cause, but I will not tolerate anymore from him." Remus spat the last word with disgust. "He isn’t worthy of even speaking Sirius’s name, and I will do exactly the same thing again if he attempts it. This session is over." With that, Remus grabbed his cloak and stormed from the office without a word to Harry. No one moved to stop him.
Holy cow, Remus was MAD!! Never seen him like that! 10/10
Harry and Ginny sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!!!