I read, garden, knit and study engineering.
I don't read or write fanfic so much anymore, but I reappear periodically to check up on old friends.
Author's Response: aha! e instead of a, got it. Thanks for all the typo help!
Lord Goldenshorts is right - Yellow Power Ranger is Draco.
I've known it all along.
Author's Response: Lord Goldenshorts... hahahaha, that\'s a new one! *High-fives you*
This has been a wonderful, wonderful story.
I don't vouch that Luna is IC, but then again, she has such strange character, it's really hard to tell where exactly will it settle next, so I don't blame you.
She came out great - tangibly soft, dreamy and benevolent.
And I loved her plant and the fact that she brought it to the bar with her - I would. Same goes for camping near a Quidditch pitch.
Your use of the language of Chaucer and Shakespeare is wonderful - a few phrases I'd quote every day, if it wasn't for my scattered-mindness.
I have only one remark!
In "parents' home" the apostrophe should succeed the S, not precede it, because it's a posessive of a plural.
Unless, of course, Arthur is dead and Ronald is court clerk (few of us, mere mortals, use the word "parent" casually).
Well, I must go add this to my favorites, add you to my favorites (I heard you are an awesome beta, but I didn't know you wrote) and read everything else you've ever written.
Awww that was really nice.
- the last chapter as well as all preceding ones - there was absolutely nothing to remark on.
*clears throat needlessly*
- unless you're going by the german or dutch versions, they, I believe list him spelled with a V.
"Pot, meet Kettle" I love that!!
I want it on a shirt, can I?
Author's Response: *snerk* Go for it, but I don\'t think I made it up. It might have been my friend Maureen. Or maybe I made it up About her... eh, it\'s just words.
awww.. that's so horrible =((
I didn't think her-my-oh-knee would be capable of something like that, but I guess it's possible.
Oh... *sad face*
My favorite character.. *sniff* is always involved.. in.. *sniff* such.. sad stories *sniff*
Wonderfully written this story is.
I love Nymphadora's monologue on her incompatibility with umbrellas!
We never hear her utter much past "Wotcher! _insert name here_" and your Tonks seems so believable, she almost jumps off the page.
Your story made me smile and thus I think I shall add you to favorites.
Luna Lovegood's wedding is just weeks away. She must juggle wedding plans, running a business, locating one of her dearest friends, and living up to the secret deal that made her the editor of her own newspaper.
For the wedding date is just a week before the culmination of that secret pact Luna had made with two of her former D.A. schoolmates. The secret pact caused Luna to drop out of school during her seventh year. A deal that will put Luna up against the powers-that-be at the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet. A deal that may eventually cost her the family business: The Quibbler.
The main story takes place three and a half years after the final battle with the Deatheaters and the final defeat of Thomas Marvolo Riddle.
I really like your story.
I love Luna - she's amazing and you've written her well.
I do however suggest you run the whole thing through the spell check or better yet - a beta.
All I can name off the top of my head right this instant is *appArated (you kept putting an e there), but should you desire so, I can present you with a corrected copy of your fanfic within a day or less.
The tendency to bear twins can only be passed down maternally (meaning that Penelope's family had to have had multiple births for her to bear a pair), no bodily fluids of the father can cause the mother to produce two eggs at the same time or split one egg in two.
Nevertheless! It was a charming tidbit and it made the story better.
- As did the Clearwater family names - very well done, I must applaud you.
Your portrayal of Molly is impeccable, I appreciated her not only being in the story, but being this emotional as well.
Should we expect more?
That was great!
Everyone seemed in character and.. Judas Uranus..!!! that never gets old.
Okay, I've got good things to say and bad things to say about this fic - and not unlike myself, I'll start with the latter.
Converse sneakers, friendship bracelets, slytherin colors..
..all turned me off this fic (I read this fic in three tries, the first time I abandoned it as soon as I got to the converse part).
I understand the desire to bestow your character with human traits, I even sort of understand making her the witch next door.. But as cute as it is for the two of you to share a wardrobe, it's very unbecoming of a character to be so latched onto things unless the author merely humors their materialism - you coddle it and applaud it.
True, Luna is shown to own a pair of chucks herself - in the movie, which is not canon, but
a) they're not your emo cousin's sneakers (for starters, they're not black)
b) she's a pretty off-beat character - she can wear anything (a necklace of corks, come on?!) without it being OOC
But no one is so preoccupied with their material posessions in the books (Draco is a tad bit materialistic, but we don't love him for it).
Brunette + blue-eyed + emo (let's be honest here..) + slytherin = have all gotten a bit cliche now (not "a bit" - a lot, actually) I don't know what compels the authors so potently to pen these pretty girls with droopy hair and amazing eyes (fantasies and self-insertion? I dare not say), but nevertheless they could compose their own army (and not that of dumbledore, I presume).
Now the better things!
Underwater creatures, heinous father, inner monologue about father and Flitwick have all done their part to redeem you in my eyes.
..But if I might ask, what is so cheesy about dating Lee Jordan?
Don't take offence and please continue
Author's Response: ... just as a note, Carmen\'s got black hair. And Lee Jordan would be cheesy since he\'s the best friend of her best friend\'s boyfriend (woah, that\'s a lot of times to say friend in one sentence). And Carmen\'s not supposed to be that pretty, actually. Her eyes are just something I point out since I saw someone with eyes like hers and just thought that it was fasinating (hey, I\'m weird like that). Can I just ask you one thing... what does the witch next door mean? Thanks for your review! :)
awww that is so sweet..
Thank you for writing this, my heart's been warmed =)
I normally hate poetry (I do - almost anything past Heine, Goethe and Frost is lost with me), but this is rather endearing.
What do you mean by "He let Sirius have his way." though?
Author's Response: That means that Snape blames Dumbledore because Dumbledore let Wormtail be secret keeper. Snape knew that Sirius wouldn\'t betray Lily and James and thought that Dumbledore was the overall cuse of Lily and James\' death. Thanks for the review.
Oh My No! That was so adorably hilarious =)
I must conjure a whole amazon's worth of orchids and hand them to you.
Then conjure some Venus Fly Traps and mail them to Malfoy - you've wriiten him wonderfully!
By means of hubris and tenacity, he doesn't even seem OOC -
which, given all the fluff (*hugs the fluff* it's mother-freaking adorable) is almost unfathomable =)
Write more stuff?!
A deceptively light, satirical story about a young lawyer who makes his big break to success during the trial of Lucius Malfoy--and learns an important lesson in the process.
I am FenrirG of Ravenclaw, writing for the August One-Shot Challenge: The Trial of Lucius Malfoy.
I must applaud you - thisa is a great story with a great original character and very well-channeled canon ones.
In spite of all the -exquisitely skillful- romantisation Lucius has undergone in the typing hands of fanfic writers, he's still a horrible person and you've written him just so.
..And it came out fantastic.
as did the maelstrom of claws and feathers that became of the haughty owl, the clumsy fool akin to which your lawyer felt and the presiding witch that I can only assume is McGonagall (I wouldn't stand for it being Umbridge..)
Keep up the good work, ma'am.
Author's Response: Goodness! I think this lovely review is an excellent work of literature in itself--one that left me with a huge smile and a brightened day. =] Thank you so much!
me likes =) even if I think that short girls aren't cute *gigglesnort*
Except! Remus was made a prefect - (supposedly in an effort to contain his buddies) not James.
"no girl in their right mind would want him near them"
suggest: no girl in her right mind would want him near.
*she realized she was the only on still on the train"
*the only one still on the train, perhaps?
Author's Response: ....riiiight.
This has been wonderful, save for the tiniest cliche of "flowing" hair (it just seems that fanfiction female hair never does anything other than "flow", but pay me no heed), it's a pretty darn flawless fic.
I dare not ask whether there's more to this story, but whether or not - I like your writing, I'll keep an eye on you.
Author's Response: Well, hair has to do something. Hehe. Thank you for the feedback on that. Also, good for you for not asking if there is a continuation of this story (there isn\'t). However, I do have other things posted. Never fear! Thank you, though, for reading and reviewing this one. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy! :D
You did it.
You made me cry.. In the book when Fred died, he died among dozens of others, he died and that was kind of -it-.
It never really sunk in.
I loved your language ("senile old dingbat" especially) and the little remarks the twins would indeed be likely to utter (like the "your heart, mind or buttocks" business - George's mentioned his left buttock being "never quite the same" after papa Weasley reaction to them almost swearing Ron into an Unbreakable Vow).
But why can't he leave the room if he's about as immaterial as any ghost would be? Just hasn't gotten his closure to move on? I suppose it makes sense - they did everything together, passing on should have been as well.
Poor twins.. we'll miss them.
Author's Response: He wasn\'t a ghost, as I think ghosts in the magical world are souls that have returned to the earth. Fred\'s waiting room wouldn\'t let him out until George arrived, and by that time Fred had grown slightly resentful. But he got over it. :)