Aww that was beautiful. I got a little teary when Lily first appeared - when she was begging him not to cry. She seemed so helpless and her heart must have been wrenching terribly to see her baby like that and to not be able to him! That's what made me get emotional. I think her little speech about how he must stay strong and do good, and remember that his parents always love him was a bit too long, though - it seemed to me to deaden the beautiful touching atmosphere you had created. But that's just my opinion. And a lovely touch having Harry remember it years and years later :) Nice work!

Author's Response: The narration was long because it would explain how Harry was able to remain haunted and yet somewhat unchanged throughout his stay with the Dursley's. A child growing up in that autmosphere his entire life would end up completely unbalanced and dark. Harry, for the most part when it comes to his relatives, isn't. Why? So, Lily's speech explained it. He simply did as was asked of him in his mother's final plea, and everything else she said effected him subconsciously. Beleive me, I put things in for a reason. But thanks for bringing this topic to light.

Awwww that was so nicely done! It has never occured to me to think of Crabbe or Goyle in that way. Aw, how sad. I feel terribly sorry for him, now. I think your version of Vincent might have to make his way into one of my future fics. he is so irresistable! Great job on building a believable character. I feel sorry for him. You constructed to story well, too: simple language and repeated thoughts - which obviously mirrored the way he thinks. Your writing really connected me to Crabbe. Good work.

Oooh classic! Great interpretation of Dudley's 'worst' memory and impeccable characterization of everyone throughout! The very final line is brilliantly timed. A thoroughly enjoyable read, well done!

Oooh very good. Realistically portrayed too. If I had written it I think I would have had one of the other Healers take her out of the room, when they realised she recognised him, and then for her to a have a shock-induced fit trying to get back to him, to do anything possible to bring him back to life, and for the other Healers (who know there is no hope) trying to subdue her. But your way works too. The robo-Hermione is so sad, how she just - loses it, and goes dull and stone cold. Very well written, and great descriptions too, I had a vivid picture of the uniforms, the wards, and (sadly) dead Ron. Well done, I say.

Wow, that was wonderful Seren! I adored the description of how the slap was so hard that Harry was surprised Ron's freckles didn't fall off. In such a bleak, dull (in a good way) and moving fic such as this - you managed to bring a litle smirk to my lips. Well done. I especially like the style you chose to write this in. Ominiscent(sp?) yet detached too, and in present tense. Usually present tense is very clumsy, but you employed it with such elegance. I also thought your metaphors (the butterfly and the avalanche) were brilliant. Beautiful writing, I praise you.

Oooh how sad! I know how it feels to lose a sister this way; poor Parvati. Well written.

I'm sure there's would have been plenty of time for the girls to chat properly during the year (weekends at the least) but it seems Padma just wasn't interested. I wonder if it was her Ravenclaw friends who turned her against her twin?