I am a mother of 3, a wife, and a Harry Potter fan fiction writer. I'm not sure if I'm any good at it or not but I enjoy it and I here that's what really matters.
I coach not-for-profit church league cheerleading during basketball season and otherwise try to keep my family moving through their daily routine.
I am currently looking for a long-term beta as I have recently lost mine.
this is a wonderful story. i would love to read the rest, but i can't find your email to request it. anyway. great story. :D
After being hit squarely in the chest by Molly Weasley at the end of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Bellatrix Lestrange wakes up lost and bewildered. A victim of the little-understood Bebitched Curse, she is transported through space and time to the ultimate gated community in a sunny climate. The people around her seem to possess an uncanny knowledge of the world she left behind, but none of them can work magic. Worst of all, she herself seems to be turning into a Squib. As she struggles to find her place among the very people she most despises, Bella slowly realizes that a land which reveres the magical world learns to work it own brand of magic.
Come join Bella in her voyage of self-discovery and social commentary. The Muggle world may never be the same.
ROTFLMAO OMG I just died and went to heaven...or was that Universal? I don't think I've ever willingly read a Bella centric fic ever. But something about this one just said "please read me, you won't be disappointed" and I wasn't. That was the most brilliant end to "Trixie" that I could have ever envisioned. Death was simply too good for her...but life stuck with the muggles without her own magic while they all know all about magic seems just penance enough. Well done!
Author's Response: Thanks for the fabulous review! I quite agree that a quick death wasn’t punishment enough. Glad you decided to go along for the continuing aggravations of Trixiebell. (Couldn’t call her that since she’s not exiled to Disney, though.) Irony is such a beautiful thing, isn’t it?