Hello, I'm Hermione_Rocks, though you may call me Anna, or D.E, or Mrs. Snape . . . whatever flies your kite. I'm a high school student who is hopelessly obsessed with many things, such as Harry Potter, musicals (current favorite is Sweeney Todd), books/reading, various Internet web-sites, and food.
As you can probably tell, I have an incurable love for writing fan-fiction. Would I do better to be working on original fiction? Probably. But at the moment, I just want to have fun with writing. One day I hope to be published, but I'm really not in any rush. Right now, I just want to enjoy all this. :)
I hope you find something you'd like to read while you're here, and please leave a review to let me know your thoughts. I'm always looking for feedback, good or bad.
Summary: Originally entered into the 2007 Autumn Challenge, prompt New Beginnings.
The boy Remus passes his days in a haze of pain and self-hate, loneliness and terror, with books as his only escape. It is the same every month, and he has lost hope that the cycle will ever end. But then there comes the unexpected ray of sunlight to pierce the haze, and make him human once more.
*squee* Okay, so I'm a little late getting here, but, I did make it eventually!
Anyway, you already know how much I love you and your story, so I won't repeat myself there. I just wanted to say good luck again in the contest, and I'm so happy that you got the three chapters in on time. :D
Author's Response: Thanks Anna! Thankyou for everything you did, I wouldn\'t have had a chance of even getting the chapters accepted if it wasn\'t for you. As it is, I can say without having an inflated head that I think I just about hold my own in this category! Wouldn\'t a third place be nice...
Summary: Dear Diary….
No, only girls keep diaries. Sirius and James would murder me if they found out.
Nah, that's rubbish, too.
Don't be such a pansy, Peter. Man-diary? You must want to be mocked out of this century.
Well, that's not so bad. It could be a temporary title, anyway.
Peter Pettigrew's mother wants him to let out his feelings in a "diary". Here is the first (and last) entry of his man-journal.
Many thanks goes to ix3thehpseries and Mistletoe for being faboulous and helpful betas!
Your summary drew me in immediately. Man journal. I love it. XD That's a name of pure gold, right there, it's just brilliant. I really enjoyed seeing Peter writing about that, it was entertaining.
But what I liked even more about this fic was how you started with such an amusing premise and turned it into something so much more serious. Even the secrets started out being amusing, but as he continued writing about each of the secrets, we saw how much pain and bitterness there was in this boy.
Great job conveying both humor and darkness into such a short fic, I really enjoyed it. So, in conclusion, nice fic -- oh, and Happy Birthday! :D
Summary: It is a snowy Christmas Eve. An old man sits by the fireplace and eats roast chestnuts, not knowing that a woman, whom he has not seen for years, will make one last appearance.
A simple tale of Christmas, by Apollo13 of Slytherin House, for the Winter Tales contest.
Aww, Evie, that was lovely! I never would have predicted that the person who comes to call is someone who will take the 'old man' onto the next life. Beautiful job, and good luck in the challenge! :D
Author's Response: Thank you Anna!! :D
Summary: Tonks prepares for the Battle of Hogwarts, knowing not only the dangers she faces, but that she has been molded not to fight.
Love it. Wonderful words, wonderful flow, everything. Great job.
Author's Response: Glad you like it, thanks for the review!
Summary: Written around the lyrics to Angela by Missy Higgins, this one-shot explores a few "what if" questions: what if the places were reversed and it was Lily whose feelings for James were unrequited, what if Sirius had a sister and what if she happened to be Hogwart's very own Mean Girl? Well, if you feel like some light reading, try this story!
Yes! Angela made it through the queue! :D
*does happy dance*
Author's Response: Yay! *Joins in happy dance* *huggles Anna back* *is ashamed at the number of asterisks* thankyou for everything, Anna!
Summary: You've heard of my brother, right? Stupid question, of course you've heard of my brother. The wonderfully famous, famously wonderful Albus Dumbledore. The bright one of the family. He got the brains my sister got the looks, and I got... drumroll here... I got the job of feeding the goats. Yeah, I know, I felt like that too. Bit of a bummer isn't it?
But, for once, this is my chance to tell my story, so shove off, and let me do my own thing. Ta.
Note: Mental disorders is just my little sister's condition, so don't let that put you off reading it. If it does, read it anyway. Tough.
I love your potrayal of a young Aberforth. It's very similar to the older man he grows to be while still retaining some younger qualities. That can be very hard to do, but you're pulling it off fabulously so far. I love how he writes. "As thin as . . . a really thin thing." That is my new favorite similie. =] Anyway, I'll be watching for a new chapter!
Author's Response: Thank you! Updates soon hopefully!
Summary: Albus Dumbledore really did see socks when he looked into the Mirror of Erised. And this is the reason why.
Aww. Heart-breaking and beautiful. I've always thought that Dumbledore really sees socks in the mirror too, and that there was a deeper meaning behind it. In my opinion, he doesn't ever lie directly to Harry.
And the idea behind the socks that you showed in this fic . . . it fit as well as . . . well, it fit as well as a pair of cozy, uneven wool socks. =] Great job.
Oh, that was beautiful. I don't read a lot of founder-era stories on the whole, but I truly enjoyed yours. I liked your ideas on where the four came from . . . it was a little different than what I usually see, but still believable. And I loved that Helga owned a pub -- it's absolutely perfect. =]
Having Salazar leave Hogwarts not only because of the Muggleborns coming to the school, but because Rowena was a Muggleborn, was an idea I'd never seen before. I'm not sure if I agree with it -- I'd imagined all the founders being pureblood . . . but evem if Rowena was a Muggleborn, then I would think (or at least hope) that by the time she and Salazar are wed and have a child, he would love her for who she was already. Still, it's definitely an interesting thought.
Another aspect I thought was unique -- and this one I also liked a good deal -- was how afraid they were to talk of the fact that they had magic powers freely. It makes so much sense, when I think about it, what with all the witch persecution going on in that time, but I'd never thought of it before!
One slight nit-pick -- watch your then/thans. I can't remember specific places now, but there were several spots that you used a 'then' instead of a 'than'. Otherwise, I really liked the fic --nice work! :D
Author's Response: Thank you. You obviously read carefully and I am super-happy you enjoyed it. :) And yes-- you caught my chronic mistake: then vs. than. I always say 'then'... always. Awful habit. Everyone from my mother to my chemistry teacher has tried to cure me of it. All to no avail. Sigh. I'll have to remember to tell my betas to look for that in particular! *squishes* ~Fauna
Summary: A ghost recalls the story of his three most memorable victims.
Hmm. Interesting story, love. To be honest, I'm not really sure what to think of this fic. Your writing style was, as always, brilliant. You bring such tone and life to all your stories, it's great. But the actual premise behind this one was hard for me to reall . . . get into.
I gathered that the family was Salazar and Rowena, along with little Helena. That's who it seemed to be at least, with all the comments about the school and such. It was a little strange, having their story told from the point of view of an anonymous ghost. I mean, I know that the ghost kept pointing the blame to himself, that he was the reason this little family fell apart -- but it didn't seem like the ghost did any demolishing or destroying. The family seemed like it collapsed on its own; Rowena and Salazar were arguing because they disagreed, not because of what the ghost did. The ghost was just there. Or was that your intent? To have this narrator who blames himself, yet in reality he couldn't be more separated from the problems? What I'm trying to say is that all the pieces of your story didn't seem to fit together. You had this ghost, and then you had this family, and I didn't see how they were really 'linked' apart from the fact that the ghost was 'observing'.
Well, you have definitely given me something to think about. Thanks for a nice read, even if I don't think I entirely "grasped" the fic, haha.
Author's Response: The family was Salazar and Rowena and Helena. As for how the ghost fits in...remember how in the poetry I showed you a while ago, some of the poems personified time, in a way? Well, I sort of imagined the ghost being time...in some weird, more personified form *knows this isn\'t making any sense*. And when I said that he made it harder for Salazar to build the castle, I used that as a way to start a series of event (caused by his stress about finishing the castle) that led to his leaving his family. Even though the ideas about blood was the main reason according to canon, I imagined that that also happened after these events caused by the ghost took place. So although a lot of what the ghost did was observe the family, he had also led to parent\'s divorce.\r\n\r\nAnywho, thanks for the review! I don\'t know how much sense this makes, so let me know if you want more clarification :).
Summary: A child in Harry's class at primary school ponders why he seems so withdrawn.
No, I'm not going to end my review at that. :P I did enjoy this though. The rhyme scheme was simple, but sweet; it definitely seemed like it was written from a young child's perspective. There isn't a lot of fan-fic about Harry while he was in Muggle school, and this was a nice glimpse into his younger years. Thanks for a nice read. :)
Author's Response: I\'m glad you liked it!
Andromeda Black wants desperately to take control of her life, but she has never been given the motivation to do so... until now.
‘You won’t have to marry him,’ Ted said surely. ‘Not after this, I can’t let it happen. If it comes down to it, I’ll marry you before he gets the chance.’
Note: the non-consensual sex warning is for a minor part and the act is prevented.
Aww. That was sweet. And I'm not a Ted/Andromeda fan at all, really, but this was a nice story. Short and sweet. I happen to sort of like Rabastan for my own strange reasons . . . but your characterization of him here was definitely plausible. Anyhow, nice work. :)
Author's Response: Thanks so much :) I quite like Rabastan as a character, but not so much as a person. I've always pictured him as someone that would be very creepy! I'm writing a follow up to this story at the moment, too. Thanks for reading and leaving a review. ~ Cassie
To His Muse: A Wizarding Tale of a Desperate Housewife by mrsmcclnt, Viv
Rated: Professors [Reviews - 27]
From Chapter 3 : Foolishness
Arthur sighed deeply. He released Molly then slowly rubbed his eyes. Without looking at her, he said: “You may not know this, but from the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to spend my life with you. I may not be the most handsome man with the brightest smile, or a rich lord who can give you the most beautiful gifts, but I would give my life for you if I had to. I love you, Molly, more than anything, more than anyone; but if it’s him you want, I guess there’s nothing I can do.” It started as a simple research for his new book and another opportunity to increase his fortune. Never would he have believed to fall in love on the way. She was so different from other women he knew, so true. He couldn’t just let her disappear from his life. He had to be with her. No matter what. A Gauntlet 6 submission For Slytherin House Team: Viv (Molly Weasley) & Mrsmcclnt (Gilderoy Lockhart)
Aww . . . now you're starting to make me just as confused as Molly. I don't know what to think.
Wait . . . what am I saying? This is Lockhart, fraud extraordinare, who only cares about his hair and his pictures . . . I don't care what happens to him . . . *sigh* Oh, but you're making him so human. This is frustrating. I guess the only solution is to keep reading, eh? :)
Hmm . . . I don't know . . . would Molly really leave everything behind just to be with Lockhart? Putting aside my personal Arthur/Molly bias, I don't really think that she would be able to leave her family. Like she said to Gilderoy, she's bounded and obligated to them. I can't see her up and leaving . . . then again, there was that mysterious letter at the end of this chapter, so perhaps all my ramblings here are pointless (wouldn't be the first time!). :P
In any case, this was a beautiful chapter. Poor Gilderoy, completely blighted by love. Poor Arthur, who loves his wife but also just wants her to be happy . . .
Ahh . . . you two authors are killing me here, you really are. I've got things that I should be doing, and yet I can't tear my eyes away from my computer screen! I've got to know what happens next. XD
I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry . . . *blinks back tears* Oh, fine, I'll admit it: I had tears in my eyes for the last half of this chapter. From the moment I realized that Gilderoy planned to Obliterate their memories, to the end. He truly represented what it was to be a man in love. I was starting to get a little annoyed with him -- always forcing himself upon Molly . . . I mean, he wasn't *forcing* her to do anything, but he was definitely excercising some of his manipulation skills, and it was starting to bother me that he would use love as an excuse to do that. But . . . but this chapter . . . *wails*
Man, I'm a mess now. Alright, to wrap up this final mess of a review . . . excellent, excellent story. Kudos to both of you for not only thinking up such a unique pairing, but for making the journey of reading about it so enjoyable.
Author's Response: *** huggles/hands tissue **** This was exactly the emotinal rollercoaster ride that me and Viv were shooting for when we wrote this story. But then again, considering how the prompts were throwing us for a loop, it would only be right for the plot to reflect that. I'm glad you kept reading! You're first review had me worried, but I'm glad you stayed glued and finished. The story was in no way to smight the love between Molly and Aruthur…but just to enhance it some; to show some adversity that most marriages go through. Yet because of our pairing, we had to end it the way we did to keep it canon. Thank you for the reviews. Viv and I appreciate them.
Hmm . . . well, this is certainly an interesting pairing! Gilderoy/Molly . . . you have both definitely won originality points. :D
I'm not sure what I think of it at this point, to be honest. The writing is very enjoyable, don't get me wrong, and it's nice to think that Lockhart isn't a TOTAL mindless fool . . . but . . . Arthur! I mean, poor guy. This is his wife. I'd always liked to think that he and Molly really loved each other . . . mmm. In any case, nice start to the story.
Summary: alone - adjective separate, apart, or isolated from others;
I'm surrounded by people, yet I'm completely and utterly alone.
Aww. That was cute. I'm a total Draco/Pansy fan, and I really liked the dynamic you set up here . . . it wasn't exactly a romance, but it was companionship, and that was enough. Pansy's conflicting thoughts were very well-written, about not liking how she acted, yet unable to change who she was.
My only suggestion would be to add commas after the dialogue parts. Such as: '"No, I just want to be alone" I lied.' There should be a comma between alone and the quotation marks. The same goes for all the other dialogue bits. Otherwise, this was a very enjoyable story. It's nice to see a different side of Pansy than we normally see in the books. Great job!
Summary: Fred and George Weasley get an idea for a prank from doing something they thought they would never do—their Potions homework. Follow them on their journey through pranker’s block, powdered bicorn horn, Muggle food coloring, a random fish, a suction cup, Harry with a toothpick, a very dry avocado, and much too much flour. What happens when this seemingly innocent prank turns wacky? One-shot.
Yes, I know I am incredibly late to realize that this story made it through the queue. But . . . I prefer to think of it as fashionably late. Besides, better late than never, no?
Anywho. I don't have much to tell you that I haven't said before. You are wonderful. Your story is wonderful. It is I who should be thanking YOU for the honor of letting me be your beta.
*squishes again and then bounces off*
Author's Response: ^_^ *squishes back* Fashionably late... haha. Your welcome, then. <:3 )~ But really, I am so grateful for everything. Thank you. *smashes pie in face, laughs evilly, and bounces away in the opposite direction*
Summary: What a ridiculous way to die. If there is one thing about my predicament that is making it even more laughable, it is the fact that I am still alive.
Ooh. This is a bit gruesome, but I quite like it so far. You've got Severus' personality perfectly in this chapter.
Instead of dying quickly and peacefully, with the knowledge of having fulfilled my duty, I have to die slowly and stupidly, with the knowledge of having been revoltingly melodramatic.
XD Such a perfect line. Interested to see where you take this . . .
Summary: Brought to you by Kritchen of Hufflepuff and Mistletoe of Slytherin.
"A great man’s greatest good luck is to die at the right time."
We, two nameless friends, have worked our way into the world of Harry Potter as you know it. This tale began with that quote and the greatest man to ever live: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian. Who else could such a quote be about? This is a story not about us, but about them, the people who knew him and lived with him. We are merely passing through their lives so that we can share it with you.
Aw, that was cute! It was nice to see a post-war Weasley/Malfoy/Tonks reunion while focusing on Dumbledore. I am wondering who the narrator and her friend were . . . I'm guessing the 'friend' was Ginny because of the red hair, but Molly didn't really treat her like a daughter. Hmm. In any case, this was a good read. :)
Author's Response: Thank you. :) The narrator & friend are not canon characters. Lol. good guess though.