I'm an American, have been married for "a long time", and have a son and a daughter, so to me the characters are like sons and daughters. I like to study history and science, and I usually don't write (or talk) unless I have something to say, so I tend to be serious. Rather than seeking plot ideas, I wait until I am moved to address a particular topic. That makes it harder to produce something on demand for contests and challenges. Oh well!
Albus Dumbledore sees it as an opportunity to help his students. Severus Snape sees it as an opportunity for a free drink. What could possibly go wrong?
An early birthday present for a great friend over on the boards, Sophie, otherwise known as the owl. Have a great time!
Substance Abuse added for Snape possibly getting drunk.
This story is so improbable, so wildly off the wall, it's a hoot. I can't imagine for a minute that the rather stuffy professors of Hogwarts would publish such a magazine, and I can't imagine for a second that Snape would consent to participate, not for any type of provocation. This utterly out-of-character behavior contributes to the humor as much as the actual words of the answers to the questions. I am reminded of the image of Snape the Boggart dressed in Neville's grandmother's clothes. Loved it.
Author's Response: Haha, I'm glad you liked it. The teachers would, of course, never publish such a magazine, especially not Snape! Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Summary: A series of poems involving Harry Potter subjects wishing that they could be something else...
Written for the Today I Do Not Want To Be A challenge in the PA.
I like this poem. It certainly makes sense that Ginny would wish to be anyone else, at this point in her life. Her previous problems (being the youngest, wearing hand-me-downs) were nothing compared to the incomprehensible disaster she found herself caught up in. This poem certainly deserves a review :)
Author's Response: *bows* Thank you for your gracious review! :) I certainly thought of Ginny when I saw the challenge, and I wanted to capture her young and naive mind in my poem, while still relaying the dangers around her. I'm very happy that you liked the poem. Keep reading!
Summary: The poet laments the fate of too many Squibs.
Nominated for Best Poem in the 2013 Quicksilver Quill Awards
I like this poem very much. I like the fact that it is in a sonnet form, which imposes a discipline of lines, meter, and rhyme. The words are all used precisely and plainly, so that every phrase is clear and understandable. The subject is refreshingly unhackneyed; occasionally one reads something about the general fate of Squibs, but not very often.
The poem invites one to speculate about what other fates may have been open to Squibs and their families, other than to hide the child like a shameful family secret, or, even worse, do away with the child altogether, and what percentage of families with Squibs actually availed themselves of these other possibilities. Then one starts to speculate about the relative lack of connectedness between the Magical and Muggle worlds, and the failure of families to see their other options. I could go on and on (but I won't) about the various lines of imagination that this poem opens up. Lots of plot bunnies here.
Summary: Neville's mail. From book 2.
Congratulations on your first fic published on this website. It is fun to read, and fits well into the character of Neville's situation, trying to live up to people's expectations of him. It is realistic that, as a member of an old wizarding family, he would have a large extended family, and his personality as a child would invite people to give him plenty of advice as to what he should do (probably in many situations, not just in the selection of classes). And yet none of them has perceived what he really wants to do, as hinted in the final lines of the last letter. The fact that Neville was, in the end, able to withstand all this advice and make his own decisions is an indication of the inner strength which eventually became apparent to everyone.
Your writing is graceful, and the letters are varied enough in style to hint at the personalities of their writers. I'll bet you had fun writing this.
Author's Response: Thank you! It's really quite an honor to get a piece on Mugglenet its very self, which I've been on as a fan for years. I'm only just beginning to appreciate the hero-ness of Neville, despite his background, which of course is what JK wants.
Summary: Rowena discovers the grounds of what will be Hogwarts and is surprised to recognize it.
Nominated for Best Poem in the 2013 Quicksilver Quill Awards
This poem reflects not only the startling (and sometimes unsettling) suddenness of "deja vu", but also the joy of unexpected fulfillment of a dear wish. Just a tiny moment in time, but nicely and clearly outlined.
Summary: A tragic accident changes Hermione Weasley's life forever. A ghost from her past teaches her about grief and healing. (This story is about Severus and Hermione post-Epilogue. The circumstances of his survival are addressed in subsequent chapters.)
Hi, Sariana. This is Vicki of Slytherin House. After reading the first two chapters of your fic, I wanted to let you know that I think it is well done, beta or no beta. You have a very smooth writing style. The sentences are well constructed and flow well, with good word choices.
The story moves forward at a good pace, not dragging, even though it's just a conversation between two people in a hospital room. There is a good combination of dialogue, which impels the plot (the little we can see of it, so far), and inner thoughts, which give both background and explanation. And of course we readers are hooked by curiosity about what Snape has been doing for the past 20 years and what has caused his striking change of demeanor.
You have kept Hermione in the character we now, still concerned, even distressed, about her relationship with her parents as she struggles to keep a foot in each world. But you have shown us a radically different Snape,now about 58 years old, and we wonder what kind of wisdom he has gained in his later years.
I look forward to reading further chapters of this story to see where it goes. There seems to be enough imagination here to suggest more than just a routine romance. Keep it coming!
Author's Response: Wow, thank you for the lovely review! You've really nailed it, what I was trying to convey, that is. I actually have the next two chapters written (and posted elsewhere), but I've been really, really busy IRL, and chapter 5 is kind of stalled. I will get 3 and 4 posted here soon, though. Severus Snape is a fascinating character to me, and I spend a lot of time trying to analyze his motivations. There's a fairly simple--and mundane--explanation for the change in his demeanor, but it took him a while to get there. The next chapter gets everyone out of the hospital so the story can advance, but it is chapter 4 that has some revelations--about Hermione. ;-) I hope you won't be disappointed that this story is not a romance in the, well, romantic sense of the word. It is more a character analysis of two people who discover they really need each other, but not necessarily in the way they might expect.
Summary: On the fifth anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall worries about the fate of the boy who saved them all.
Hi Gina. I will play the Devil's Advocate and say that while it's possible that Harry would have reacted in this way, I think the odds are against it. Throughout the seven books he showed the quality of resilience (I imagined him identifying with the definition of the "resilient child"). We all collect psychological scars as we progress through life (survivors of major wars, natural disasters, the Holocaust, etc) but they generally don't progress the the point of serious PTSD (hallmarks: obsessive repetitive thoughts/flashbacks; hypervigilence; emotional numbness; avoidance of persons/sites/events associated with the original trauma), and mild PTSD, which is not that uncommon in the population, wears off after a couple of years, though of course our prior experiences are always a part of the definition of who we are. I believe that the majority of people who go through the fire manage to be functional afterwards. What makes your fic plausible is the element of self-medication substance abuse, always bad when it happens. Alcohol, medications or substances (and charms, in the wizarding world) are used to help us cope or get through some difficult patch, and pretty soon the "cure" has become a disease of its own, often worse than the original condition it was taken for. Given that this could happen to anyone (since no one intends to become strung out), we can believe that it could happen to Harry also.
Your prose is, as always, graceful and articulate. Thanks for writing. Vicki :)
Author's Response: First of all, thank you so much for reading this and leaving such a lovely review! I really appreciate your thoughts. One thing I enjoy so much about writing fanfiction is exploring the possibilities inherent in the characters and the story JKR has given us and making them plausible. Now, both the possibility of something actually happening in JKR's Potterverse and the plausibility of how it's presented are entirely subjective things, but it's a fun challenge to try and write something that you as an author might not necessarily believe happens in the context of what JKR may or may not have intended. Which is a convoluted way of saying - yes, I agree with you, that Harry probably would not have struggled so terribly much after the war, for the very reasons you cite: the incredible resilience demonstrated over the course of seven books. Yet at the same time, given his tragic history, his difficult years at Hogwarts, and the horrific events of the war, you almost have to wonder sometimes how he *doesn't* crack at some point. So I was really trying to go for a balance here. I don't see Harry going insane, or dark and murderous, or turning into a lecherous drunk, all of which you'll probably find out there somewhere. But could he have not had some sort of reaction? Could he really have just joined the Ministry, become Head Auror, married Ginny and had three kids and lived happily ever after? I do think he'd need to deal with the trauma at some point. So this seemed possible to me, that Harry would struggle in some manner in the years after the war, and then I set out to make it plausible, by not taking it too far and having him struggle with his trauma through work and addiction. So - I'm glad you found it plausible, perhaps even possible. And I'm blushing at the compliments to the prose. Thank you so much for reading this and leaving such a thoughtful and thought provoking review! ~Gina :)
Summary: Luna ought to be working on her History of Magic essay, but instead she’s scribbling a poem in the margin of her paper, contemplating the definition of reality.
Nominated for a 2013 QSQ.
The way the words are arranged on the page is a major contributor to the effectiveness of this piece. The same sentiments arranged in long lines forming a plain rectangle would have much less sparkle!
Author's Response: Glad you liked it. I wanted to break up the thoughts, be unconventional; plain, block verses would have been too ordinary for a poem like this.
Summary: There was just one small feeling that got everybody up again after the war ended.
Hi, Emma. I will review your poem. I liked it. What I liked was that the images
were very clear, not so abstract that I couldn't tell what you were talking about.
As I read the poem, I was wondering what the small thought would be, and trying to guess.
Putting the answer in the very last word was a good touch. Nice job. Vicki :)
Author's Response: Hi, Vicki! So nice seeing you around here :) Thanks so much for reviewing! Thank you sooo much, even though I wasn't really trying to do half the stuff you complimented me on :P Thankssssssss for your amazing review! :D
Summary: After the war, the Auror Office decides to Taboo the Unforgivable Curses so that any use of them can be detected. This doesn't quite go as planned however...
This was hilarious! I laughed out loud in a couple of places. Lots of fun. Thank you so much.
It is Christmas Eve 2014 and instead of playing games with his nieces and nephews, Charlie Weasley is drinking. Stuck in Romania watching the dragon preserve over the holidays, Charlie decides a night at the pub is just what he needs. After a few ruckus hours exchanging stories with the bartender, Charlie is about to head out.
Then, the door opens ...
Disclaimer: I am most certainly not JK Rowling
Hi, Claire. This is Vicki of Slytherin House. I enjoyed your Christmas story. It has a refreshingly even tone, perhaps because Charlie is now 42 years old, and not thinking or acting like an adolescent. You write with a light, gently humorous style, and I loved the line "The room was silent with everyone hoping someone else would volunteer," because that's how it so often really is.
For a brief story, your tale includes a lot of historical detail, in individual sentences here and there, that really fleshes out the story well. The reader is left with a vivid impression of the staffing of the Dragon Reserve, and the quick characterizations of Charlie's fellow staffers really bring this group of people to life.
Charlie is well-characterized; we can see him as a cheerful, easy-going, competent guy, but still, even at age 42, intimidated by his indomitable Mum and struggling to write a frank letter, finally resorting to a white lie to explain a decision that he cannot explain even to himself.
I liked the fact that when Charlie went into the bar on Christmas Eve, he was happy and looking for fun ("a slightly ruckus evening"). I have read a lot of fics involving depressed people sitting in bars, often on holidays, feeling sorry for themselves, and that kind of story, frankly, gets boring, so I was very glad you didn't go there.
Charlie's initial interaction with Emma seemed cautious and tentative; even though they found that they had something in common, Quidditch, they seemed to be circling each other warily. That seemed realistic; after all, they were strangers to each other. The kiss in the barroom doorway might seem unrealistic, except that it could be the Firewhiskey talking, and the spirit of the season. (Maybe Fane had some mistletoe hanging over his door.)
The humorous undercurrent of your story breaks forth at the end, to give your story a neat wrap-up. Poor Charlie -- he was too old for her anyway, and as her boss he can't have a relationship with her, but he sees the humor in the situation, so all ends happily.
It is fun to read a story about Charlie; he gets stuck off in Romania, generally out of sight and out of mind, except for occasional brief appearances at The Burrow. You have shown him as a very likeable character. Nice job.
Summary: In which Ron encounters some very strange things while staying in a Muggle hotel iin America.
Hi, Jenny. This is Vicki, here to say that I was really happy to read your story set in the context of the Fourth of July, which so many Americans say is their favorite holiday, surpassing even Christmas (for many reasons). And it was really neat that your story was posted just a few days before the holiday, when we were all in the mood. (I'm sure you must have planned it that way.)
There were lots of things that I liked about this story. The structure was good, the first half being like a mystery (what's going on?) and then the second half evolving into an exploration of what this holiday implies in a much larger sense. You are lucky to have your history-nerd brother to help you with the background, but you did a wonderful job in developing those bare facts into the moral discussion that runs through the latter half of the story.
Your characterizations of Ron and Hermione were spot-on. Hermione gives Ron a lot of information, but in a succinct way, not going on and on or overwhelming him (and us readers) with too much detail. And she doesn't talk down to him or belittle him for not knowing this stuff already; this makes her seem very lovable, and fits in perfectly with her caring personality that we know so well.
Ron praises Hermione for having so much factual knowledge, but I like the fact that you show that he's pretty smart too, in recognizing the philosophical conclusion "It's not always just good or evil...", and seeing how that philosophy applies to so many different situations.
(I was glad to see that you completely avoided the common stereotypes of Hermione as a bickering, critical shrew and Ron as a clueless oaf. The Ron and Hermione that you depict are much more believable, as maturing adults who have grown beyond their adolescent selves.)
Your descriptive passages of the hotel room were just right. We have all been in Ron's place, looking out the big windows onto the night scene below, with the streetlights and the occasional passing car. It is so easy to see in the mind's eye, and I loved your description of the heavy drapes and the thin curtains -- only in a hotel room! There was a tone of gentle, sympathetic humor in your treatment of Ron's experience with the Muggle world, and I smiled when Ron momentarily wondered if someone had cast the Dark Mark.
I particularly admired your brief phrase "...she transferred into textbook mode." So succinctly and gracefully put.
Finally, the moral discussion in the latter half of your story is what lifts the story high above merely an entertaining piece about Ron's not recognizing fireworks. I went back through the story and listed all the examples you had subtly managed to tuck in: wizarding world vs. Voldemort, British vs. Americans, British vs. Irish, wealthy merchants vs. ordinary people, and people of varying opinions regarding elf rights. That's pretty impressive because it all flowed naturally, and the effect was to make Ron seem wise and reflective. I, and probably others, have wondered what a smart girl like Hermione saw in Ron, enough to make her want to marry him. Your story suggests that, at an intellectual level, they did have more in common than we may have surmised.
You are to be congratulated for taking an amusing little episode from your own life and expanding it so imaginatively into this philosophical piece. Being one of those Americans whose favorite holiday is Independence Day, I enjoyed your story thoroughly. Good job!
Summary: Viktor carries the memory of Grindelwald's path of destruction, passed down to him in the form of stories. He will never forget.
Vicki here, letting you know how good I think this story is. It does such an excellent job of filling in a lot of backstory about Gellert Grindelwald's actions in his later years, showing us why he was so feared and why Dumbledore eventually had no choice but to duel with him and take him out. I am reminded of stories about various assassination attempts, all unsuccessful, on the life of Adolf Hitler. Just by reading the seven books, I never felt that I had a good handle on Grindelwald, only a brief story of his adolescent predilections and some obscure references to his being a bad dude in later life, eventually neutralized by Dumbledore.
But you have certainly depicted a parallel between Grindelwald propagandizing against Muggles and Hitler propagandizing against Jews, both men being mesmerizing orators.
I loved your descriptions of locales -- the farmhouse in Leipzig, which used to have a shed outbuilding; stars, small rustlings, and night noises; the interior of the German Ministry of Magic. It takes only a few sentences, but I can see it all well in my mind's eye.
And I love that you have given us a big glimpse into Viktor's character by showing us the family he came from, their values and their actions. We see the principles that he has been taught; it is all very believable. He is more than just a burly Quidditch champion with a thick Eastern European accent. (Thank you for not trying to reproduce Viktor's accent when he speaks English. I see this story as an English translation of a story he tells in his native language.)
The pace of the story is excellent -- simple, unadorned story-telling. A story like this doesn't need adornment; in fact, adornment would detract. The facts speak for themselves.
I am glad you wrote this story. Viktor is an important minor character in the books, and we needed to understand him better. Your story has accomplished that.
Summary: He never wanted the reputation, the press or the rest of the goods that came with being a hero.
Hi, Georgia. I am glad to give your poem a review, since I am always interested in consideration of Neville's character.
Your poem is a good insight into what may have been going on inside Neville's head after the second wizarding war. A key line in your poem, "places I never wanted to go," sums up his feelings about this entire period of his life.
I am struck by the fact that this entire poem consists of his inner thoughts, which he is not revealing to anyone and which others may not suspect. It is very consistent with what we know of his character that the public adulation is uncomfortable for him to handle and feels very much at odds with his true nature.
You express this inner conflict well; an example is the line "What if I told the Truth, nothing else? I'd rather not find out."
The use of capital letters on some nouns is effective in suggesting that in Neville's mind these capitalized things are distorted or over-hyped, such as "Act of Deep Thinking" and "Important Position," to cite just a few. (However, there are a few other words, such as "shy little Boy" and "Dirt under my Fingernails," which seem to be meant straight-forwardly, and I would not have capitalized them.)
The question of how the shy little boy developed into one of the Heroes of Hogwarts is a topic of endless discussion, especially since so much of the personal development occurred "behind the scenes" during the year of book 7. Your poem suggests that the heroic role was thrust upon him and that in the aftermath he was desperate to gain control over his own life again. He wonders "how life would have been if the world had not needed rescuing."
(In line 12, I wonder if there were a couple of letters reversed, if "except" was meant to be "expect", so that the line would read "they expect some Important Position", and in the final line a word seems accidently dropped, which I took the liberty of restoring, in my previous paragraph.)
I enjoyed this poem. It seems very true; I don't recall reading much of this sentiment before, and yet Neville must have felt this way, in his quiet moments, waiting for the hoopla to die down so that he could get on with his life. Well done.
Summary: Marietta Edgecombe has "sneak" written all over her face - in fat, purple pustules, no less. But she has no idea how it happened. One-shot.
Hi, wildiris. This is Vicki, saying Congratulations on your first story published on MNFF. It is a nice, surprisingly gentle and reflective piece, even though it is written about a crisis situation. And it follows canon well; your story is exactly how it could have occurred. Although you say you're taking creative license, that is what we all do when we fill in these missing moments without violating anything JKR wrote.
You have written a very good description of Marietta's mental confusion about Cho's un-understandable accusations and the gradually dawning realization of both girls concerning what must have happened.
You have brought out well the ambiguities in Marietta's position in the months while the DA was holding its training meetings. Her loyalty to the Ministry shows in sentences such as "Marietta didn't think her mother would ever yell at anyone so close to the Minister," "Dumbledore had knocked the Minister out! Her mother had been right about him!", "On any other day, she would have thought about knocking on that door and asking Umbridge's advice," and "Potter and his friends are such a bunch of blithering idiots."
Your story concentrates on the magical aftermath of the crisis situation (Marietta's face being disfigured by Hermione's jinx, her memory being modified by Kingsley's actions); I would love to read another story written by you as a prequel to this one, where you focus on Marietta's conscious, non-magical decision to tell Umbridge about the DA and the agonizing thought processes that led up to that moment.
You have developed Marietta's character nicely (it was pretty undeveloped in the book) and have expanded her relationship with Cho far beyond "Cho's giggling friend". I was glad that you depicted them as still being friends in the end, able to talk about what happened. It was good that even in the hospital wing they did not get too angry to continue a constructive conversation, seeking understanding rather than mutual destruction.
Your story exhibits good writing that flows well, with graceful sentences and details that contribute a lot. If I wanted to make this review even longer, I could cite many different sentences that work extremely well.
The vignettes at the end were well chosen. Marietta's brief encounter with Umbridge in the hall, illustrating that their relationship was irremediably damaged now, is not, I think, mentioned in the book, but it certainly could have happened and could have inclined her toward beginning to doubt her previously unquestioning support of the Ministry. Her moments on the train going home, as she reflects on the year just completed and how complicated and imperfect their lives were, grow nicely from the few words in the book recording this encounter. I loved the observation that she couldn't understand why Harry and Draco loathed each other and that perhaps it was because they were actually similar.
Thank you for not giving this story a Happy Ending, with everything wrapped up all neat and tidy. As is often true in real life, there was no real resolution; she just had to learn to live with the scarves, the makeup, and the scars, as the days and weeks went by and nothing was changed or ameliorated. No one lives Happily Ever After, and therefore we can all identify with it.
So let me say again Congratulations on your budding career as a fanfiction writer. It was a pleasure to read your story, and I hope that we will be reading a lot more of your work in the future.
Summary: Maybe he didn’t just love history, maybe he loved being a history teacher.
Hi, Ellie. It is an honor to be the first person to write a review for this fine story by a member of my House. After I had read about a quarter of the way down the page, I had to scroll back to the top and make sure I wasn't dreaming -- the story is that good! Did I see the author's name correctly? Is this really Ellie? Your writing has improved astonishingly from the days of your very first stories. I always enjoyed them, lively and imaginative, but your skill in writing is improving by leaps and bounds.
What do I like about this story? The writing is so smooth and fluid. The narrative just flows, the sentences are well crafted, and nothing seems awkward or juvenile. With my editorial blue pencil in hand, I can't see any places to circle or underline.
The story is very tight. There's no wayward straying into off-the-topic matters, no bantering dialogue that serves no purpose, nothing that dilutes the focus or makes us doubt what the point is.
Thank you, thank you for treating Teddy, James, and the other students with as much seriousness and respect as you did. No hunky heart-throb with kaleidoscopic hair colors here! No wisecracking teaser here! You have rejected the tiresome stereotypes to show us characters with depth, wisdom, and real challenges, people who learn and grow and change.
Your story is meaty, the way I like stories, because the topics are serious -- an in-depth analysis of an historic era (clever how you meld Muggle and magical history) and a crisis of life choices, well couched in a lot of supporting details and giving us a vivid look into the prime function of Hogwarts -- the teaching (easy to forget about amongst endless scenes of people sneaking around the castle at night, hidden under an invisibility cloak and seeking adventures!)
My only suggestion: look back at the line "It crashed through Headmaster Sprout's window," and consider changing Headmaster to Headmistress. (We are talking about Pomona Sprout, aren't we?)
I really don't know how you find the time to do all you do and still manage to produce such great writing. It is a pleasure to read it.
Author's Response: Vicki!!!! It has taken far too long to respond to this, but I keep blushing and not finding words every time I try. If I'm being honest, this fic was going to remain a plot bunny at the back of my head forever, but Maple convinced me to write it. I didn't know that you read my first works, but I am beyond the point of blushing right now; it's amazing to hear that some of my work may have payed off. I definitely tried to keep it on focus, but there were certain things I had to squish in there for my own benefit (the 'if you're f**ked and you know it clap your hands' bit, to be specific).
On Teddy and James: I have found that the more I think about those characters, the more I wish J.K. elaborated on the epilogue. I feel like James would be under so much pressure (being the first born of 'The Chosen One' and all), and I think the prank thing would taper off rather quickly. Teddy, well, I think with the combination of Remus and Tonks in him, he'd be one sassy, but extremely intelligent person. I am so glad that you liked them.
Last year in school I had quite a different history class. We only covered from the big bang through the Black Plague, and we honestly did most of the teaching ourselves. Rome was a major topic, and as I'm a total math and architecture geek, I was drawn to the Pantheon. And then I thought about including it with wizardry - what if all the amazing architecture was aided by magic? I also kind of wanted to include normal, human things that every student goes through, especially if they're applying places.
Basically, I am beyond thrilled you enjoyed it and thank you for pointing out that niggle!
Summary: This is the tale of two brothers whose story is seldom recounted. Yet in their absence, our beloved hero might never have come to be. It is a story of fate, destiny, chance, good vs evil, brother vs brother.
This is Vicki of Slytherin House. I certainly enjoyed reading the opening chapter of your new story. I can't remember reading a story about the wands' having personalities, although we all know that "the wand chooses the wizard", implying that wands do have some sort of consciousness. (And I used that concept briefly in my own chaptered fic when I dared to say that Harry's wand chose a particular book for him.)
Your story posits that 1.) the wand's "brain" is in its core rather than in its wood, and 2.) wands are remarkably sentient beings, able to see things, feel emotions, ask themselves questions, and so on.
I checked out wands and wandlore in Harry Potter Wiki. It was stated there that wands do not think, although in your story they do. Since we can all agree, at least, that wands do not talk, who really knows whether or not they can think? As we are all free to form our own opinion on this point, I vote for yours!
This is an utterly charming story, at least in its opening chapter. And I see that it could be a very long story, given that Voldemort possessed his wand for a long time, through many momentous events. The wandmaker (Ollivander, I presume) is well characterized and well described. We can see his actions, through which we can judge what kind of person he is, but we can only guess (as the wand guesses) at his thoughts. Your description of the wandmaking process is both simple and fascinating. And through the careful details of the workshop and the garden outside, as glimpsed by the wand, we can easily envision the scene.
Your writing is smooth and graceful, with a tone of innocence well suited for a newly-created wand. The colorful story-telling draws us in, and the brisk pace keeps us going. I am looking forward to the coming chapters!
Author's Response: Wow! If I had known my little backstory about these two wands would bring about such a heart-warming review, I would have posted it years ago! I wasn't sure anyone was interested in my writing, so I stopped altogether. I was cleaning my computer files and found this story I had written but never submitted, and thought I'd submit just to see what came of it. I am truly touched that you enjoyed it. And I'm even more taken back that you prefer my version of this piece of wandlore over that of Harry Potter Wiki! If my fanfiction hobby wasn't a complete secret, I'd print your review and frame it over my desk as an inspiration to keep writing. Thank you most sincerely for taking the time to review.
Summary: Fresh after the defeat of Voldemort, the wizarding world is in a near state of panic when an elusive band of wizards are targeting and assassinating accused Death Eaters before their high-profile trials. The Wizengamot is upset that justice is being obstructed; the Ministry of Magic is concerned that they appear weak in the eyes of its citizens; the overworked Aurors are fending off accusations of incompetence, since they cannot catch the mysterious perpetrators. Kingsley Shacklebolt, the newly elected Minister of Magic, comes to Azkaban to convince cellmates Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy to assist a team of Aurors with their unproductive investigation, in exchange for a temporary release from prison.
This story has a sparkle to it with its lively dialogue, refreshingly original premise, colorful details, and good characterization of the two unfortunate prisoners. Their distinct personalities show up very well. Although this first chapter is mostly dialogue, there is enough action to keep the pace going well, and nothing seems superfluous; the characters are not saying the same things over and over. And I appreciate the undercurrent of humor that comes close to the surface from time to time.
I am looking forward to reading the rest of this story.
Author's Response: Dear Vicki ~ Thank you so much for your sweet and complimentary review! :) I am so happy to hear that you enjoyed the first chapter. The next chapter, which should be approved and posted within the next couple of days, will see Lucius, Snape, and the two Aurors (any predictions?) begin their joint investigation into the murders. I really appreciate your enthusiasm for the story! :) Happy Reading! Smiles, Ruby Emeralds
Summary: Ginny and her brothers sneak down the stairs to look at presents, but instead, Ginny discovers something wonderful about magic.
Written for the Yuletide Challenge, Bonus Prompt.
Let me be the first, Nagini, to say that this poem is absolutely enchanting. You have perfectly captured the delicate beauty of the tree and its ornaments, the entrancement of the little girl who has not seen that many Christmases yet in her short life, and the kindness of her older brothers who are so loving and protective towards her. The last line echoes the old statement we hear so often: "They grow up all too soon."
Author's Response: Oh, Vicki! :) I am so happy to see that you reviewed this poem, especially after you were kind enough to review it in PA. Thank you so much! It just makes my day!!!!! :)