I am a recent member of the Harry Potter fandom, but I have always had a passion for the written word, and I hope to fulfill it here. I live in a relatively boring corner of Idaho, and I like Kokanee and a good book!
So, I suppose you're wondering what's up with my username. Even if you're not, this is how that happened. No, I was not aspiring to be a Gryffindor. I can't think of any house to which I would belong less than Gryffindor, in fact. It was a moment of clarity that I got while I was battling with myself about whether I should want to be Sorted into Gryffindor to be like Harry or to be Sorted elsewhere and follow my own path. I thought it to be much like the contemplative scene in Hamlet when he weighed taking his own life. I'm not trying to be melodramatic. That's simply is what popped into my head when I was trying to sign up to leave a review. :D
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Summary: Scorpius Malfoy is the Seeker for Slytherin. Not only that, he's the best Seeker at Hogwarts, and it's his catches that win matches. But this year things are different; Albus Potter has switched to Chaser and the new Gryffindor Seeker is his annoying little sister.
This is the story of how one match and one missed catch can change your life.
This story was accidentally deleted, so is being resubmitted ... very very quickly.
SQUEEEEE! High won the Best Next Generation QSQ award. Thank you so much for the everyone who has helped, either by beta'ing or encouraging me.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. I'm not sure who I am at the moment, but there must be some Arthur Weasley blood in me.
Thank you Natalie (hestiajones) for doing the vast majority of the beta work on this, and Apurva for work on the early chapters
Squish for Natalie, Jess, Kara and Bob for helping me sort this out.
Due to an archive hissy fit regarding any story with a rating about 3rd-5th, I have temporarily lowered the rating on this story. However, I have NOT changed the content. This story is still a 6th-7th. You click at your own risk.
Oh, that ruddy @#$#-face! How did Scorpius keep from sending a hefty Stinging Jinx right into that git's giblets?
Yusssss, they're talking again. True, it's a shame that Cootes had to go all tentacula on her for it to happen, but it is definitely going in the right direction.
May I just take the time to say that I simply adore the narrative voice? There is something just so indelibly irreverent and so very Scorpius about it. I think it's one of the things that makes this story so great, the feeling of truly knowing and understanding the main character.
At any rate, I really should be in bed right now, but I can't stop, especially now that they're talking again! Ta for now, and see you soon!
Author's Response: Thank youuu. I just realised when I was responding to Gina, that this is the first chaptered fic of mine written solely from a male POV. I have loved pretending to be a teenage Malfoy. There is so much you can get away with. He is just so irreverent, as you said.
Cootes is a twat. He was drunk, but he's still a twat.
,br> Thanks again ~Croll of the Dungeon~
Ah, I drift off back to the days of old. You write being at school so well. Personally, I skim over the lessons because I can't be arsed to think of things like that to use as teaching points.
I'm so, so glad they talked it out and that Scorpius was straight-up with Lily. Thinking something as potentially devious and self-serving as his relationship with Lily helping his career aspirations is one thing, but being open about it is another entirely. It showed a lot of guts and that he was truly willing to do what it took to get back on track.
I'm trying my best to feel bad about Lucius having a stroke, but I can't find it in myself to conjure any sort of sympathy toward him. It probably makes me a bad person, but whatever. However, I know this will throw Scorpius for a look, so I do feel bad to a certain measure, if only for that. Okay, yeah...I'm definitely a rotten soul, hehe.
Really must get to sleep now, as much as I don't want to. Ta!
Author's Response: Ah, the DADA class. I wanted Scorp to be good at something, and I sort of imagine everyone thinking Harry's way is always right and thus they can be foiled pretty easily. Scorpy is a sneaky git, as well.
Hmm, Lucius. I didn't feel that bad either - ha ha. Mind you, I was in two minds about his eventual demise. I shall explain later. :)
Thank youuuuuuuu ~Carole~
Ariadne needs to fall in a pit and die. What a ho-bag. >:|
Lavender is so much fun, and it was a nice (and lulzy) touch having her warn him away from a 'My Sweetheart' necklace. I cringed inwardly at the very reference.
Grr, friends give some crappy advice sometimes. Why can't people realise earlier in life that if your relationship doesn't work without sex involved, jumping in the sack isn't going to improve it. Poor Lily! Scorpius was being a bit of a git, but considering the minor agony involved, it's rather understandable.
Grr, stupid lunch not being long enough for another chapter! Will be back later!
Author's Response: Yes, Lily was given conflicting advice and by the same person. Isn;t being a teenage girl delightful? (I remember being given the same sort of advice - HA!) Mmm, Scorp was a bit of a git, but he wants a shag- the agony in his trousers must be unbearable - snigger.
Thank youuuuuu ~Carole~
Oh, dear. Not only was he rejected, he had to deal with a pack of pompous Gryffindors. I really like the dynamics you've built into the prefect meeting. There is a definite divide between the houses or, rather, the other houses against Slytherin. It just seems like every time one of the other kids in the story talks to Scorpius, Slytherin always comes up. I think he really has a legit thing to be upset about. And OH MY CRAPPING DAMN IT, Albus is so obnoxious. I don't know how you do that, make me want to punch him, but rawr!
I think I legit like Ben. Sure, he's a bit uptight, but he really treats people fairly in ways that even his own dad didn't at school. Good guy, good guy.
Anyway, enough of the ramblitude. Onward and forward!
Author's Response: Ben is such a 'nice guy'. Almost makes me want to punch him for being so fair and honest, hence Scorpius wanting to take the piss out of him - heh heh. Mmm, Albus and Rose really come over as obnoxious here, but actually this is from Scorps POV, so maybe they're not quite as bad as he thinks. (Or maybe they should join Ariadne in that pit and die) ~Croll~
Eww to matchmaking relatives. How disgusting. XP
During that whole...shenanigan with the to-do that Narcissa was throwing, it felt like Scorpius was about to seriously snap his twig. It was like a glorious, beautiful disaster, watching him bunk off, run off, and crawl into the bag like a champ. I don't think I've ever loved him more as a character. He's just so very much had enough.
Teddyyyyyyyyyyy! He is just...the man. He really is. He's just the man. If only Harry could get past his fatherly pissed off-ness to understand the pressures that come from being a very noticeable member of a community that approximately 3/4 of the school's population dislikes. Not to mention how much guts it takes to submit that Auror application knowing that he had a kneazle's chance in a lethifold's cage of actually being accepted because of that very identity. Damn it. Now I feel all righteously hacked off.
That howler seriously made my night. I could just hear Draco's pompous indignation, and then Scorpius just shrugging it off. So much win. And YESSS! I have a reason not to want to hex Al anymore; he finally sees Scorpius as another guy with a batsh!t family and not as that Slytherin princeling who is deserving of his spite. Yayyyyyyy!
Anyway, moving on...woot!
Author's Response: yeah, Al finally did the right thing. I reckon the Howler did Scorpius a favour - ha. Plus ... In my mind (although I didn;t make this clear) Al realises that although Lucius is an arsehole, he is also Scorpys' granddad. and Al would hate to lose his granddad. :( Thankiees ~Carole~
Who would DARE hex her broom! I'm sure I should know who has done it, but cvgjhdfthgfk; kerstabbity!
Scorpius deserved to be back on his broom, and his win was epic. However, nothing was more epic than him giving Lily his broom so she could fly to victory, even though it's the antithesis of what all of his housemates wanted. It was kind of beautiful.
I am both excited and wrought with trepidation to see what happens when Scorpius vs Parents happens again.
Again, should be sleeping, but I caaaaaaaaaaan't!
Author's Response: I suspect you know now who hexed the broom. Glad you liked Scorpius' match, it gets difficult thinking of ways to write a match, especially when there were two in one chapter. Poor Hannah and her fluffy hair. Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ~Carole~
Never took Ginny to be such a judgemental bitch, but she is totally being one. Even Harry is starting to seem okay with the idea of Scorpius dating Lily (even if he's had a lot more time to acclimate to it). What really surprises me is James, though. I thought he'd be a bit more on the animosity side than that. It does make me curious as to what your James is like outside of that and fancying the fair Nix, hehe.
Rut roh...asshattery has induced labour. Not good. I hope everything is okay. Eep! Still should be sleeping, but Lav needs our support!
Author's Response: Okay, my deal with James is that he didn;t really give a f**k about the Malfoy rivalry - all he wanted was for Gryffindor to win - and have a lot of fun. Albus and Rose, being in the same year as Scorpius, detest him, but I just see James as being ... not bothered, almost apathetic about past history as long as he's enjoying himself (and ... yeah lusting after the fair Nix, although this story takes place in that gap after he's kissed her on the beach and before the wedding. (I make a comment in Stars or Carousels about Sarah Jones the Puff Seeker, somewhere) Also Fred, Louis and Roxy are okay with him, too. Louis in my head canon is only a few months older than James, but they're different school years.
,br> With Ginny, well, there's other stuff going on. It's not Scorpius being a Slytherin she hates, and it's not Draco being his dad - it's his evil old Grandpappy she hates. Looking at Lily reminds her of herself when she was 11 and vulnerable. *sigh* She should know her daughter better.
Yes, Lav needs support. Where the hell are you, Zabini?
giggling - I love answering your reviews - hee hee ~Carole~
Three things: 1. Scorpius is an idiot. 2. I nearly forgot that Lucius is a douchenozzle. 3. Scorpius is an idiot.
Let me explain.
1. Whyyyyyyyyy didn't he read the rest of the letter? Sure, at the time, he was emotionally crushed by rejection, but still, it wouldn't have killed him to hear Harry out. *headdesk*
2. This one is pretty self-explanatory.
3. What made Scorpius think he was going to leave without Lily? Foolish honey-chile!
I applaud your ability to take commonplace canon knowledge and hold my breath hostage as it's retold, almost as if I was waiting to see what happens next. You're either a master of your craft or I'm easily wound up, but I was gawking at the screen, properly on pins and needles. Go you!
To hell with sleep. I need to know!
Author's Response: But if he'd read the rest of the letter, then it would have all ended far too quickly .... plus, he's an idiot.
Yes, Lucius is a douchnozzle
,br> Um, which bit of canon knowledge .... The Chamber?
Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ♥ Carole xxx
I may be an unholy demon for saying this, but good riddance. It's almost disgusting that Lucius's last words were bigoted garbage. I felt a bit bad for being annoyed with Scorpius for not wanting to believe Harry and Ginny, but Jaysus F Nutbunnies, I feel vindicated now that Scorpius is firmly aware of who and what his family is. While it was true that they were a bit more wise in the battle, they still believed the purist drivel.
Enjoy Hell, Lucius.
I feel like I should keep reading, but we shall have to continue this later. Pins and needles, Croll. Pins and needles. Guh! Can't wait!
Author's Response: You know, I was very close to going the other way with this and having Lucius show some repentance thinking Lily was Ginny, but ... it didn't feel right. He might not have known that Tom Riddle would try to kill her, but I can't believe he didn't have a fair idea that something pretty catastrophic would happen to his enemy's daughter. I get a bit angry when I think about him escaping Azkaban. He might not have fought at that last battle, but he was an utter bastard and should have spent time there.
Thank you so much for reading and all the lovely reviews. Making me smile a lot. ~Carole~
Egads! Oy vey! Insert-unintelligible-noise!
You, madam, know how to turn the screw. I think you really captured the strange ways that people deal with death and hurt, especially with Scorpius being curt with Lily, not really considering the idea that she would then blame herself. Poor kid. I wouldn't want that hanging over my head, the idea that, had he not gone to his grandfather's bedside, the man might not have died. Sure, he might've done anyway, but Scorpius won't see that for a while.
Yay to Astoria! No matter how vehemently douchey Draco was being to his own son, she still sneaked him back into the castle. And just so you know, Truckle might be the first house elf in fic that doesn't annoy me. She's got sass, hehe.
Anyway, I can't wait to move along. Have to go to work now, but I shall be reading on my break/lunch. Until we meet again!
Author's Response: YAY!!! I converted the mighty Jess to a house-elf - ha ha. I like Truckle, too and can picture her so clearly - even more so than Scorpius a lot of the time. Quite what that says about me, I have no idea, but there you go. Astoria has brains and knows just how to deal with Draco - mwahahahahahaha. And Draco is a douchebag, but I hope he redeems himself later on. He has his reasons. Thank youuuu ~Croll~
Summary: Neville has got quite enough to be getting on with already, thank you very much, and this... situation with Luna is not making things any easier.
Neville + Amortentia = I am slain. I don't believe I've giggled this madly in a while. Very nice. :)
Summary: If you’re smart and funny, you’re popular. Add some undeniable good looks, and you become very popular.
A hero who will always get the girl.
But for James Sirius Potter, the girl he wants is unobtainable.
This is a present for Natalie (hestiajones) because not only is it her birthday, but she’s a fantabulous friend and an all round amazing person. (and I hope she doesn’t mind what I’ve done ... eeeep)
It’s possible that this pairing may squick you out. I appreciate people have different thoughts on this but advise you to keep an open mind until the end of the story.
Due to a VERY annoying glitch in the archives that won;t let readers access stories above 3rd-5th, I have TEMPORARILY lowered the rating. This story is STILL a PROFESSORS story. You click at your own risk.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, but if I were, then I’d be living in a huge house in London, with a basement, for teh flist, and buying Alex Turner especially for Natalie.
Winner of the Best Chaptered Next Generation Story in the 2012 QSQ awards. Thank you :D
Cryyyyyyy! I was so rooting for James. He'd grown up and found himself but still loved her. And she loved him. And they almost had some fabulous young people sex. *sniff*
Interesting twists with Myles and with the other girl. I was more surprised by the latter, although in retrospect I probably shouldn't have been (as this is a gift for Natalie). It added an entirely different dimension to Dom's crisis in figuring out what she wanted, never mind who.
Shower scene = smouldering yet bittersweet. In retrospect, it really gave me the sense that Dom hated her physical needs, as they were a primary source of her personal drama and angst (though in the fic we didn't know to what extent).
I think James is a true triumph in this story. He's so...different than I've ever seen him. Making him a writer isn't something that would've ever crossed my mind. Quidditch player? Yeah. Ministry employee? Still yeah. But a writer...and it suits his personality so well. He was the sole person to look past Dom's rather blatant inference about Myles to see that there was something far deeper than that.
Anyway, my thoughts are winding dangerously into stupid and undefined territory, so I will leave you with a 'well done' and a squeeeeeeeee. Love the pairing. :)
Aww, I was so rooting for James. You tricked me with a Prof rating. Cheeky woman!
Anyway, I really liked the characterisation; they really seemed like normal teenagers, up to no good and doing stuff they shouldn't behind their parents' backs. It reminded me of being that age, even if the time since that was the case is becoming alarmingly longer and longer, hehe.
Great fic. Sizzling pairing. Heart heart heart you, and Natalie, too!
Summary: A pair of sonnets that explore the betrayal and regret of the Marauders.
Gah, I already told you how much I love this, but I will do so again because I must. The motifs and characterisation are fabulous, despite having so few words to portray them. The rhymes are well done and read so easily. And the idea of reading about the same thing from different sides of the fence is fascination in term of character exploration, but they still match up so well in terms of language and style parallels.
So well done. I heart youuuuuuuuu!
Summary: Remus Lupin reflects on his past as he faces an uncertain future after the death of a close mentor.
Awww! This story is the perfect blend of sentiment, pensiveness, and reflection, but not too much of any one of them. I don't think I've ever come across a story where Remus would punch one of his mates, but it makes so much sense, considering their age at the time.
The camaraderie between the Marauders was brilliant, but what was even better was the bouts of tension and, most importantly, how they moved past them. It is obvious from every word that you know these guys just so very well.
Well done, Twin! Boo to bad coding, but the story was excellent.
Summary: Tonks is spending Christmas alone.
I remember this poem when it was brand new, and I've decided to pay you a visit and discuss it a little bit. The mousy-brown, sad Tonks is an interesting subject, one I'm surprised hasn't been broached in fanfic or poetry much before. There was just such a potent sense of melancholy in HBP when Tonks summons her Patronus and it was not 'hers'. It was probably the first emotion I'd felt toward Tonks in the whole series to that point, so basing poetry off of it is like an instant connection for me to that melancholy Tonks.
The format you used is interesting, with the three-lined, shorter verse, followed by the four-lined one. There are a couple things I found a bit puzzling about it, however. In the beginning, there seems to be a rhyme scheme, but after a few stanzas, it sort of trickles away. I think the rhyming *might* have been unintentional, but I would be interested in your input about it. Also, the formula seems to stumble a bit toward the end in places where the stanza format doesn't alternate in its regular fashion. A steady form probably would've helped the poem out a bit in terms of flow and visual aesthetics.
Anyway, on to more fun things! The phrase 'Is there anything lonelier than Christmas when you don't want anyone else there?' is so potent for me, because Christmas seems like a holiday that a boisterous person like Tonks would love, but her feelings for Remus and his refusal to act on them are taking that away from her. In my head, it's very much like someone stealing a child's lollipop. It makes me a bit cross with Remus, but having written him lately, I can't stay mad at him (especially after what I did :/ ).
A diary is such a Remus gift. I have him pegged as a diary-keeper, so it fits in my head as something he might try to do to help Tonks without risking comforting her in person.
Overall, this is a nice poem with a few things that could be tweaked to make it a great poem. I liked this when I modded it, and I still do now. Thanks for listening, and well done. I look forward to further poems from you. :)
Author's Response: Thank you. I wasn't thinking in terms of poetry when I wrote it to tell the truth. I was just putting it down and at the end it was just more poetry than anything else. I'll look into tweaking it when I'm less busy. I'm really glad you enjoyed the subject. Julie
Summary: The Snitch is open; the Ring is out.A poem written for the Anniversary Challenge at Poetry Anyone? in the beta forums.
Um, flaility flail flail!
This is gorgeous and jealousy-inducing. It's so rich in emotion and gives me the wibblies just like The Forest Again. So very well done, and I'll be damned if you don't win this one, too!
Author's Response: YAY! Glad you liked it :D
Michael Corner muses on his short-lived relationship with Daphne Greengrass.
Originally a drabble written for the amazing Jess/ToBeOrNotToBe…in the SBBC's Musical Drabble Exchange. It was based off the song "Ain't that a B*tch" by Aerosmith and the title is taken from the lyrics of that song.
A big thank you to Natalie, the impeccably wonderful beta for this in its drabble form.
Winner of the 2012 Quicksilver Quill Award - Best Non-Canon Romance.
Gahhhh, so prettyyyyy!
I really should review this properly, but all I can muster are incoherent flails. This just oozes the song so well, and I think you picked a great pairing to represent it. Michael's dystopia was interweaved nicely throughout the story, giving it a rich sense of foreboding and sickly anticipation for the inevitable knowledge that nothing lasts forever, but some things even less time than they should.
Anyway, I shall stop rambling and commend you for not only having an expert hold on the type of story I like, but also chanelling the essence of a song that I'm sure you'd never heard of until the exchange. Ta, and *squish*!
Author's Response: Yay! You have no idea how happy I was to hear that you liked it before the authors were revealed. Thanks so much for leaving a review - and also for introducing me to the song…it's now on one of my 25 most played on my iPod :). xx Ariana
Summary: Ginny looks out of her dormitory window, and thinks of the line on the horizon, and the boy beyond.
Originally written for The Random Song Title Challenge at Poetry Anyone on the forums, where to my utter surprise, it came third place.
Wow! What a gorgeous, lush poem, Alex! It manages to be romantic and sullen all at once without too much of each. Ginny has the same thoughts as other girls her age should have: does the boy she likes miss her as much as she misses him. It really grounds the poem and gives it a base with which readers can touch and identify. Yet you illustrate the angst over the war and what it means to both of them and their relationship really well. Yes, they both do have bigger things to worry about, yet in the moonlight, she can't help it. It really shows human nature to worry about things that should be far more trivial in times of crisis, which is a great tool to reach an audience, I think. The big things weigh and loom, but in a shadow within a shadow, the small things add up and sometimes affect us more than the Big Thing.
The motif of distance in comparison with the horizon is a fascinating one. The horizon is a tricky thing, so it really adds to the uncertainty of Ginny's situation. Not only does she have no idea where Harry is location-wise, she doesn't have a clue when he'll get back, and the imagery of the jagged horizon works well with that idea and really works well for your poem in general.
Overall, I think the structure works. I don't remember what it was supposed to look like originally, but the indented sections create an engaging visual effect. And all of this compiles into a fabulous poem. Very well done!
Summary: The note arrived on his desk without fanfare, so when he opened it, Harry had no idea its contents would change his life.
If he had known, would he still have read?
For the note was from Malfoy. Harry had something of his, and he wanted it back.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. I am not even a pale imitation.
This story is for the marvellously wonderful and kickass Jess (ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor) who despite her long username deserves muchos amour today on her birthday. ~ Enjoy!
Rating temporarily lowered because of a prissy glitch. This story is 6th-7th.
Seriously, yo. Major flailage to the lushness of this fic, and yay for you writing it for meeeeee!
Author's Response: The fact that I've jolted you from your usual measured reviews means more to me than 10,000 SPEW reviews (well, possibly). Glad you enjoyed it and I'm giggling at the flailing. ~Carole~