My name is Christina and I live in Copenhagen, Denmark.
Proud retired member of the BA and Hufflepuff. Although I've been sorted into Ravenclaw on Pottermore.
I ship nearly everything you could imagine but I love Draco/Anna, Christina/Charlie, Ilka/Blaise, Mar/Regulus, Lucius/Siobhan and Anna/Liam.
Here is the story of Edward John Hoe, ex-Seeker of the English Quidditch team.
As a boy, I was an idiot. I am dropping my ego in saying this, because it is true. I was an idiot because I almost got taken in by Shirley. Shirley is the woman who almost ruined my life. But I didn’t let her. I won our pathetic little contest in the end.
Wow Manju. That was wonderful. Really thought provoking. You made the story so believable that I will be searching the newspapers at August next year. Now for my favourite lines:
'What use is it to have the happy thoughts sucked out of a person, who is dismalness itself?'
How right you are......
'The moonlight would pour through the glass bottle, making the clear, deadly liquid sparkle.'
Beautiful. This tiny line explained the whole mood of your story. I loved it.
Lovely. This was just absolutely wonderful, Anna. I love the short poignant stanzas. This is my kind of poetry. Rhi is very lucky. I would love to get a birthday surprise like this *points out her birthday is on November 9th*
Author's Response: Thanks, Christina dear. I would never forget your birthday. darling!
Thank you again for the lovely review!
I came back for you.
*dies*
I love this. I'm so glad you asked me to make the banner so I got a preview of this wonderful fic.
You're such a magnificent writer, love. You had my mind twirling along with Draco and Ginny. You'll probably get some people who's all: 'But why are they at a dancing school? That's just weird.'
Not at all. You made it seems so natural that I'm sitting here thinking, why wouldn't they be at a dancing school?
Oh Anna, that was wonderful.
You may have noticed my obsession with the naughty twenties and this is pure chocolate for my soul =D
I love that the Seer foresaw that he would have seven children and work for the Ministry. That made me smile and also realise who he was.
I noticed one mistake. In 'Oh, Johnny' it says 'You make my sad heard jump with joy'. That should have been heart, right?
But that was just one little typo and didn't ruin the joyous experience it was to read this. I could feel myself sitting at one of the candlelit tables in a fabulous red dress (with matching lipstick) a dark rum in one hand and a cigarette in the other listening to all that jazz ;-)
Love.
-feels sorry for having left a short review-