This is really, really good. I'll be hanging out for the updates!
As I was leaving the house, his second wife appeared on the stairs. She gave me a shock. Although she was a brunette, her face looked startlingly like Carol’s. But it was only as I drove away from the Turpins’ that I realised where I had seen Phil Turpin’s face before.
Apart from the colouring, it was nearly identical to the face I saw every day in my shaving mirror.
No offence, but I dot really understand why they looked the same. Can you rephrase for me, please? I'm a bit thick-headed sometimes.
Author's Response: Thanks for writing in, Annie! I'm glad you enjoyed it despite not quite getting the minor point. I didn't necessarily write clearly, but what I meant to imply was that Carol had married the same kind of man both times - similar in looks and similar in personality. Therefore Trevor's excuse that Lisa wasn't really his daughter was flimsy: chances were, even if her mother had stayed with her natural father, Phil Turpin might have had a similar reaction to Lisa's magic. Phil also married the same type of woman both times, i.e. he might have become less violent but he hadn't really changed. So this isn't really a story about kin selection and rejection of the inconvenient stepchild. It's a story about fear, disgust and rejection of magic itself.
Yeah, I know I've rewiewed this before but this is AMAZING that it deserved more than one puny review!
Firstly, thanks for updating so regularly!
Secondly, this chapter reduced me to tears, and I'm not even sure why. The ending was just so lovely and beautiful and sweet ... *squee*
Can't wait for next chap!
.:. Annie .:.
Author's Response: Dear Annie, I am so pleased that you liked my story enough to cry over it! I think the Grangers are very tragic people; even though Hermione loves them, we see in canon that she has almost no relationship with them. It was almost surprising to read in DH that Hermione did care and did miss them. It was very painful to write about what it must have been like for them to lose their only child to the wizarding world. Take a cyber-tissue from me: I promise you the next episode will be a comedy. Regards, GhV
Hey Ash, it's Annie :)
You're really good at writing. I loved the awkwardness between R and S.
Hope to read more from you soon!
Author's Response: Thanks Annie :D im working on a J/L fic so keep your fingers crossed for me (: speak soon Ash xx
Sequel to 'The Cause'
One word: YAY!!!!!!!!
I am SO glad you're posting this!
Author's Response: Ha, I'm glad! I hope it's worth it! =)
*is jumping of rainbows and clouds of happiness*
I'm really curious as to how Marty will move into Remus' life now ...
Author's Response: :D I'm glad you like it so far! And I will try and post the next part when I can, so you can find out. :P
Happy birthday to Teh Bookworm!
Jess, I like you your poems rhyme perfectly, and I don't have to double-back and say things faster or slower in my head.
OK, who are they about? I reckon the first one's Narcissa, 'cos I can so imagine her flaunting a 1000 galleon dress that's all perfect and everything. I think the third one was Andromeda, 'cos of the line about 'family trees', and how she won't let them ruin her love and all that ...
But the second one ... I dunno ... *ponders* ... someone who has a sister ...
The first one is definitely Narcissa. The second was Molly (hinted by the homemade wedding dress and being a sister and a niece. Since Sirius's parents are her aunt and uncle, she is a niece. She has brothers (Gideon and Fabian), and her being a daugher... well, duh, lol. Really, though, I picked a really stupid word set for the largest amount of rhymes. D'oh!
The third is supposed to be Ginny, but I never really thought about it. Andromeda could've been a good choice for that one, as well. The family tree reference was to signify that people could just be people again and not treated differently due to their blood status. Also, she and Harry had had their chance at a normal teenage romance stolen by the war, and she felt like, on her wedding day, she was getting some of that back.
Anyway, I'm glad you liked it and appreciated the slavery I had to endure to that rhyming set. Oh, and writing ballades is difficult! Not for the faint of heart, though a sestina would be worse.