The name's Juliet.
Yes, Juliet as in Romeo and Juliet.
more stuff to come here
Thankfully, without the usual twinnish ruckus, Fred and George both thundered down the stairs. I'd hate to know what the "usual twinnish ruckus" is...
“Eggs, Molly-Mum,” said Ron, who liked eggs, and occasionally called her Molly-Mum after having copied his father in calling her ‘Molly’, and then being corrected with ‘Mum’. Oh, this part is spectacular... Just... Wonderful! So little-kiddish. Do you have a very young sibling?
“I was kicked out of Ron’s bedroom because they said they had ‘business to discuss’.”
“With Ron?” asked Molly, surprised.
“I would assume so, yes. I thought it may be dangerous — well, not dangerous, but the ‘Fred and George’ kind of business, but Ron won’t tell me what it was, and swears it’s not anything bad.” For a moment, I thought it was going to be the "Unbreakable Vow" scene... *snaps* But this was good, too... no presents... Great story.
Great mentioning of Fabian and Gideon, too... Marvelous addition to the story.
PS - Do you really not get reviewers, or what? xD I'm not that special, although you certainly make me feel it. Thanks!
*Wears a snooty-nose face* Well, I think you\'re special. And if I think it, it\'s true. There\'s no point in arguing. Understood?
Pause for dramatic effect.
In other news, no, I actually don\'t have any much younger siblings. I had a baby nephew though, so I really built up a theoretical \'progession-of-learning-of-speech\' pattern, and worked with that. So hopefully it worked...
I love how she reacts to everything as being "illegal"... Very suspicious mother. Then again, she kind of has to be.
That was such a mean cliffhanger! Just left me hanging there... Must go read on. :)
PS. - I've always been told I read fast, but I'm not reading too terribly fast. I want to savor these stories.
PS. - I\'ve always been told I read fast, but I\'m not reading too terribly fast. I want to savor these stories.
Okay, now I feel all special. Even more so, I mean.
Ha. Luckily it\'s all up now, but that\'s got to be the only serious cliffhanger I\'ve ever intentionally written.
“Merry Christmas, Charlie,” greeted Arthur.
“Merry Charlie!” said Ginny, nodding.
“Yeah, George,” said Fred. “Marry Charlie.”
“No, you marry Charlie!” protested George.
After many more Merry Christmases, a heroic account of how Bill’s rat, Scabbers, had woken Fred up, several accounts of how Fred had woken everyone else up and many epic Ginny-journeys between everyone on the bed, Molly finally suggested breakfast. Needless to say, her idea was taken up with enthusiasm. That part was lovely... "Heroic Accounts" is so true of what a 5-year -old would do. xD
Burst into song... Oh, I should do that. Such fun.
"Bill’s the teacher,” sprung in George.
“He’s harsh about tardiness,” provided Fred, and both twins smirked. Bill scowled at them. I loved that part, too... It leaves such an essense of mystery... Very nice.
I consider this proof that not everything I write is fluff and humour. *Photographs and does other proofy things*
Yes, my friends, Nothing For Christmas has now reached its end. No more little Ron. No more little Ginny. No more little twins, or Charlie or Bill, or, of course, Percy. And no more slightly younger Molly and Arthur. *whimper* That's a nice way to start off... By depressing us! xD
And there were two other verses, one comparing Christmas day to a flower and the last comparing a flower to a Arthur’s hair.... After a little while longer, the twins started up a mournful tune about dying of starvation (also apparently self-composed), which Molly took as an invitation to serve up the main meal. Oh... *gasps for air* If I ever were to die of laugher, now would be the time. xD
Oooh... That was SOOOOOOOOOOOO good!!!!! I loved how you took the jovial mood and made it serious with rememberance, and then happy again - and the statues were so sweet! Oh! And the jumpers... Those beloved jumpers.
This was a TERRIFIC story. I love the younger Weasly family - you should definently write more about them.
Great job - this one deserves a 50/10.
I hardly think I need to continue to pour pounds upon pounds of gratitide upon you... Never the less: *Does just that*
It was so fun to write this, too. It really spurred all the stories since about Ron\'s immediate and extended family, most of which... *gasps* haven\'t been posted.
... well, that\'s kind of dumb...
Anyway, again I say it: Thank you so much. The cloud I\'m sitting on began to glitter.
And I didn\'t even know clouds could DO that!
Yes, that is something strange for clouds to do.
Author's Response: Well, I\'m an unusual person. The least I can expect is an unusual cloud to accompany me, neigh?
Oh... This one was good! I like this part:
Ambitious Slytherin against brave Gryffindor
Gentle Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw of wit
Words of anger flew between them
Daggers and spells. The unkind and physical fist.
Author's Response: Thank you! I\'m quite fond of that bit myself!
Very good, although, theoretically, James wouldn't have known. xD But it was good - the rhyme scheme was simple and it flowed nicely.
Author's Response: Thanks!
Oh... This was amazing, as well. Very stunning work - the symbolism with the garden and thistles is very striking, and very attractive in the cleverly disguised way in which it comes about.
Something you would root out and throw away with utmost disgust, except then the garden would be really dead. All your life, all your care, all your strength — dead. And yet you can’t look at it because it mocks you, it mocks the beauty the garden once held, it mocks the effort you put into it, it mocks you for failing. This part was extraordinary... It's so very powerful, draws so much emotion into a few words... Loved it. Bravissima on another masterpiece!
I love the idea of the Unbreakable Vow being used as a wedding bonder... Wonderful!
Author's Response: Thanks, chapter 3 was my favorite.
I love it.
I absolutely adore how you did this one... So suspenseful, but it leaves room open, because we don't know exactly what it is that they're doing, so you didn't take Jo's plot up in your own hands. I haven't seen one of those I've liked yet.
This is really spectacular.
This part in particular struck me... Don't know why, but it is quite marvelous.
Hermione smiled. “You call him by name so easily. I still think of him as Professor Lupin.”
This part was also wonderful... Really drew in Hermione's character in an oh-so-Hermione way that I could not help but adore.
Hermione blushed deeply, an instant giveaway. “I — er — oh, fine. He’s so mature now, he’s stopped rushing ahead without looking. He’s much more serious now. It’s a bit sad, but he’s grown up, really.”
Her gaze wandered away again, affection — love? — and anxiousness filling it. Her eyes were much softer like that. She blinked and looked back at Ginny.
Author's Response: Thank you muchly! I adore compliments, ha. Leaving it vague meant I didn\'t have to think too much about what they were doing, but really, it was Hermione and Ginny that this is about. Hermione simply isn\'t allowed to tell her friend all she\'d like to. And I do like the bit about Ron :)
Oooh... I wonder what McGonnagal thought?
Wonderful story, absolutely beautiful. A masterpiece. Bravissima, bella!
Responding to all: Thanks so much for reviewing every chapter; I know most people don\'t if a story is already completed. I appreciate it immensely.
Yeah, the Boy Who Insisted on Living and far worse...pronoun are two of my favorite lines in the entire thing
So glad you enjoyed it!
Nice beginning - I can't wait to read the next chapter! This one has such... anticipation, woven in every word. Love it.
Ooh... Scandalacious, this. Wow.
I love the "Boy Who Insisted On Living" part. Amazing, really. Very funny.
On to the next chapter! *rubs hands*
Oooh, this chapter was wonderful. Very scandalacious, very... Daring. I adored this part here :
“I was under the impression that you were a man far quicker on the uptake. Such behavior I could and would have expected from Ron, perhaps, not you.”
He nearly twitched at the name. “You compare me to...him?” he asked, barely keeping the snarl from his voice.
Inwardly, I relaxed. There were considerably worse things he could have called Ron than a pronoun. They had not gotten along well at all over the course of the Battle. I suppose some things stay with a person forever.
I considered him and then said, softly, “I would prefer not to.”
Perfect line... "Worse things than a pronoun"... Hah! Great memories there.
But that's an inside joke. So. Anyhow - loved it, and I'm not even going to attempt to guess - I've found /my/ favorite line, anyhow, so. On to the next chapter!
Nice imagination on the spell part there - Walking around wearing nothing! *shudder* My, she's brave. If that spell had failed, or expired, or... *gulp*
Oh! Poor Hermione...
Nice touch with the pearl bit, and the symbolism is excellent - purity and spells... Lovely.
Oh... He's a tricky one, that Snape is.
Monty Python? In Harry Potter?
Nonsense, that is. Hillarious, completely crazy nonsense. That's one movie I've sworn to my boyfriend I will NEVER EVER watch, but I've heard enough about it to last me a lifetime.
Great chapter, by the way!
Nightmares are terrible.
But... What did he do to her? Eek! No time for review, hello, goodbye, I MUST see the next chapter!
Ah... She's okay. Good.
Good calming down chapter - we worry about Hermione, but when she wakes up, then the action comes. So. Brava on this one!
Ooooh, naughty naughty!
Great chapter - Snape doen't seem like this type, does he? Except for the last paragraph. Wonderful.