I'm Imogen, aka Immo.
Now, I'm English, and English is my mother tongue, but I could speak Flemish (variant of Dutch) before I could speak English. I learnt how to read and write in Flemish. Dutch is a very phonetic language.
This is a very long way of saying my English is... Interesting.
As in, I assume that every word should be said as it is spelt (try knowledge k-now-ledge, fun, isn't it?) and so my spelling is pretty awful.
I'm working on an AU. Why? It's not that I find canon restrictive, or anything like that, it's simply because I want to tell this story. It's not the same story as the mighty J.K Rowling, and, I think her books and her canon is perfect, there's nothing I would change.
But everyone wonders "what if?" in their own lives, and I'm wondering that in Harry Pottter.
My story is simply my interpretation of a certain question.
That's all I had to say, and I'll start rambling soon (because I obviously haven't already)
So that's it.
Coming soon - Lily's daughter (name may change)
Summary: Alexa Potter is entering the darkest year of her life. Harry disappears with Ron and Hermione during Bill and Fleur's wedding, and she has to survive the worst year in Hogwarts' history. Harry's junior by eleven months, she battles with the enemy, but also her heart.
No way! This was going to be the original title for the piece I'm currently intending to write! Great minds think alike! Thankfully our ideas are very different.
I love the concept. And it sounds like a good plot in the making.
Now, I have next to no criticisms, apart from that I'm dying to know what Lexie looks like. So Iplease do us a description of her.
If I'm going to nitpick, I'd say Fred was slightly OOC. I can't really him being the emotional type and say "I love you". Maybe that's just me though.
It is Ginny’s twentieth birthday, and she wants to play a game with Harry.
That was brilliant! I loved every moment! Ended up in tears by the times I'd finished reading it. One aquestion though: What was the thing with Fleur and the balcony and boule and stuff?
Author's Response: Thanks for the review.
This story was done entirely for laughs. "du monde au balcon" is literally "a crowd on the balcony" but it's French slang for big boobs, a boule is a ball, need I go on? Fleur is having trouble following Ginny's double entendre's (there's probably a joke there, too), but she's getting there.
Summary: Life is never smooth between lovers, especially when you wake up with them everyday.A tiny and fun one-shot featuring Scorpius/Hugo. This is for you, Lea. I really hope you like it! Thanks to Kara for being my eternal beta-reader. :D DISCLAIMER: I am not JK Rowling.
Wow. I think this is one of the first I've read by you, and definitely the first SSP by you.
It's short and simple, to the point. Which is nice, and I think adds to the pleasure of reading it.
I love how much personality you put into Scorpius and Hugo. There's one line, which goes "Of course, he did it, too, but it was worse when he was at the receiving end of such a treatment."
I think that says so much about Scorpius. We don't know what house he's in, and it doesnt matter, but in that line, you can see he is still related to his father, he's not a complete wild card, which is how some people write him. It's a lovely line and it's very revealing.
Likewise, when Scorpius describes Hugo, "He was blunt and stubborn, but quick at setting things right." Again, you take traits from Ron, and put them in his son. But at the same time Hugo is his own person, and not a complete echo of his father, which has become cliche in next-gen fics.
This is really one of those fics where it's short, but absolutely every word contributes. Definite High Quality. I enjoyed it a lot. Thank you.
Author's Response: Oh wow! This is a glorious review. It's a very nice feeling when a reader picks up the details I worked on and compliments me on it. Your analysis is spot-on and it was exactly what I was trying to do without making it too obvious. Thank you so much for leaving behind such lovely words. I really appreciate it. :)
Summary: Many know Sirius Black the Marauder, but few know Sirius Black the rock star.
One Christmas morning, Sirius Black awoke with an idea that would change the lives of the Marauders forever. He'd be a superstar whose fame would make him untouchable, but he has a few bugs to work out first. Bugs like the reporter Rita Skeeter who refuses to leave before snatching a nonexistent scoop, his best friend who believes a girl will make the band more diverse, and the nagging feeling he won't be able to balance both the band, groupies, and Order of the Phoenix missions and meetings.
In the meantime, he's living the dream. After all, what can you expect from a wizard rock star?
From the dialogue, I can see you've characterised Sirius and James very well. I could imagine them having this conversation.
The plot bunny itself sounds like it could become interesting, and quite possible amusing. However, I can't imagine the scene. What I would love to see you do is put in a few description. What does James' room look like? What are his parents like? How is James reacting to what Sirius saying, and vice versa. You've captured the conversation very nicely, but body language helps set the scene.
Dialogue wise, you've done very well. In future though, to add to this chapter, give more descriptions, okay?
Also, so much use of "he" You're dealing with two males here. At one point it isn't very clear who the sentence is about. "Letting out a visible shudder, he flipped over the parchment" for example, it could be either.
Just some of those small things will make this a very entertaining story.
There's something Lily's been waiting to hear since Harry said his first word.
Written in anticipation for Deathly Hallows, part two.
Nominated for the 2011 Best Dark/Angsty QSQ. Thank you, Maple!
That was fantastic. I suspected that he would say mummy for the first time then, and I was horrified. In a good way, if that makes sense. You dragged me along with you characters. The Mirror of the Erised is perfect, too.
Author's Response: I'm glad you enjoyed it... and sorry to have horrified you, if even in a good way. Thank you for reviewing!
Summary: Every child dreams of a white Christmas. But for Sirius and Andromeda, they have only ever known Black ones. What will it take to change that? Written for the Ravenclaw 2011 Secret Santa, for my lovely co-Claw Immo! Merry Christmas!
It's beautiful; the detail, the characterisations of the characters, the prank. I sat there giggling throughout.
I love Andromeda's nickname. It suits how she is different from the other Blacks, as it's a nickname they wouldn't approve of.
You have a beautiful, poetic way of writing.
Author's Response: Oh Immo - I'm so glad you liked it, I was really worried it was too dark for Christmas! But if it made you giggle it can't have been that bad. I regret not sending it to a beta though (my two old foes, typos and extremely long sentences, struck again!). I can't take credit for Andromeda's nickname - it's one of those things that I've read and liked in so many fanfics that it blends into pretty much being canon for me! Anyway, thanks for the happy review, that's a massive relief - and merry Christmas to you too, and a happy New Year! Xx Phia
Over fifty brave souls perished during the fight that took down You-Know-Who’s regime. However, not all of the victims of the clash that ended just this morning set foot on the grounds of Hogwarts last night. Numerous family members and friends will be spending these next weeks not celebrating, but planning funerals while raking up the pieces of their lives and wondering where they are supposed to go from here.
One boy was lost and alone -- looking for a lifeline, crying for help. But is anyone listening?
This story was nominated for two 2012 Quicksilver Quill Awards: Best Dark/Angst Story and Best General Story.
It was brilliant.
I love the detail, guessed who it was instantly though. The mixture between the letters and the Daily Prophet was very powerful.
But, why did you do that to me? It was awful! You killed him. And at the end, Harry's letter, and the "oh" was so saddening!
Why why why why why? Poor Mr. Colin. Why was Dennis shot? He didn't deserve it.
Yeah, so, not a happy reviewer.
But, it's a kudos to you for inspiring such powerful emotions in me.
You'll find that I'm the meanieface who methodically kills off beloved characters and screws up the rest emotionally. It's my thing, lol. But really, though, a lot of what I see in Dennis is derived from what I see in Colin. He just brings this aura of needing to be accepted and to be noticed. And when all this happens is a giantly crucial point in a young man's psychological development, and losing his last anchor in life to know he's cared about when his dad was committed...it broke him. He tried to hide it, but it's impossible to hide something like that for long, especially without help.
Harry could have helped him, as well, but reading fan mail, at least to me, doesn't seem like something that would've even been on his radar. There was just that one chance of survival, but it slipped away by mere days. And then his one attempt at robbery ended up getting him killed because the store owner (who in my head canon had experienced a rash of robberies, hence why he had a gun licence) wasn't about to take being robbed anymore. It just goes to show how circumstances can just pile up and create a cruel, warped reality when, in a different case, could've been shunted aside and dealt with successfully.
However, it's been my experience that a lot of people who don't deserve it get the short end of the stick. Poor Dennis. :/
Anyway, thanks for the review. I don't feel good about killing off Dennis, but if the story was to turn out like the song I was writing it for, it kind of had to happen.
Summary: It has been nineteen days since the war ended. For everyone involved, it's time to move on and rebuild but can they after everything that has happened?
So I started a Harry Potter Fanfiction recommendation project on my blog on tumblr, and when I came to mugglenet looking for fics to read, yours was the first I read, and the first I recced in the project. I'm just gonna copy and paste a couple of comments I made into here.
You know a fic is good when you have to stop half way through the first Chapter, look away, and take a deep breath.
The way it’s written draws you into the emotions of each character, and you are pulled down to the depths of their grief before feeling their happiness. Despite the vastly varying emotions, it doesn’t feel choppy, or give you emotional whiplash. It’s a smooth transition through each emotion, filled with in character dialogue and actions.
Ultimately, if I had to describe this fic in a single sentence, I would say that it’s like the moment just before dawn. It’s still dark out, but you can see the edges of light at the horizon; the sun isn’t out yet, but you know it’s coming.