AN: Back again for another round, woot!
"Ok, I think I got this thing at least decent." Harry said blowing air over his newly finished letter to his future Potions teacher Severus Snape.
Golly gosh! The hormone champagne body of protégé Potter finally finished his first letter!
Without a sound, within a fraction of a second the letter vanished like it never existed.
"WHAT THE HELL AL?" Harry shrieked, Harry knew, just knew that it was Al's doing that his 4 plus hours of thinking of what to say to the man just disappeared.
Quit your whining, there are some things you have to hear, take these into consideration first before sending your owl on a suicide flight.
"What are you talking about?" Harry demanded vehemently.
Well the second that Snape sees that the letter is from you, of all people, he'll be quite likely to kill your dearest Hedwig; while frowned upon, there isn't a law against killing animals.
"Was that it?"
Well fine then, I see how much you value your very rare snowy white owl who could have developed a Familial Bond with you, I'll just have her go on her first, last, and only delivery of her life.
"Surely it won't be that bad…"
You want to bet? Think about what you wrote as you listen to Saturn10710.
Also write down some of these points, they might come in handy.
Hello again! Your story is great! You have no idea how much I was laughing this whole chapter haha!
AW, that makes me feel so appreciated, you have no idea!
Anyway, I hate to torture you Harry (believe me, I really do) with my lengthy reviews but longer reviews means longer chapters, right? Sorry, my entertainment comes before your well-being Harry. :D
'Sure doesn't seem like you're all that sorry to me.' Thought Harry with a, manly, huff.
And I think it would be interesting if Harry becomes good friends with people outside of Gryffindor. Like, in canon he is friendly with people outside of his house and there is Luna of course but he's always just stuck to being close with people of his own house. I don't know about you but if I spent most of my time with people who have the same traits as me I'd go crazy.
Valid point, don't be a sheep and follow the masses, be your own person or I'll threaten to Wipe until you do.
'What to encourage someone, Al…' Harry thought sullenly.
Also, I just think Hufflepuff needs recognition lolol
Anyway, as to what Harry should say to Snape...well...there's a few options...
Here's where you should really pay attention.
1. The mean approach: call him a jerk who can't let go of someone who's been dead for ten years and bullies people because of it.
But could you do it in a way that wouldn't suggest that someone has been telling you things that you, by canon standards, wouldn't know a hint about for many years to come?
Also ask if he's ever used shampoo ever in his life and that his greasy hair is so oily you could cook french fries on it and that's probably the reason why Lily married James instead.
OOOOOOH BURN! But not too close to Snape's head, it might catch fire.
That probably wouldn't help though lmao. That'd probably make Snape hate Harry more so nevermind. I would love to see his reaction to that though haha.
"No, I didn't go that direction with my letter." Harry retorted.
2. Be nice: ...I don't know how you would manage this so...uh...good luck?
I mean I don't hate Snape or anything like that but no matter what you say Harry he'd probably take it as an insult anyway so...yeah...
Try sucking up to the man? Maybe a plea 'Please adopt me I have no family that love me.' Might curb his hatred of your dead dad.
"Yeah…No way in hell." Deadpanned Harry.
Okay don't take my pessimism seriously. I'm sure there's something you could write! I'm just not the right person to give advice on how to write a letter. I can barely even text people without freaking out on the inside. I rarely pick up phone calls because I get so anxious so...yeah...
You know Saturn, I fel the same way, maybe not quite as bad as you but my reactions are still quite intence when I'm talking to strangers.
That's probably why I'm sitting in the corner of my room in the middle of the night reviewing a story by a stranger instead of actually talking to people haha.
That's a similar reason as to why I'm sitting in the corner of my room writing a story for strangers.
OKAY you probably don't want to know that but oh well, since I have nothing of substance to actually offer I'm just going to ramble all the time because why not it makes Harry annoyed which makes it funnier.
"You….I can't…. Why can't you…ARG!" a frustrated scream from Harry bounced off the walls of his rented room, a muffled thumping of his roof from the room above unsettling a cloud of dust doing nothing for Harry's mood.
I can't wait for the next chapter!
~Saturn10710~
P.S. Now that I know we can interact with Harry physically...
'Oh please tell me no…' Dreaded Harry before he felt something happen.
XXXXXX MANY KISSES AND HUGS XXXXXX
Imagine being smothered in invisible lips all over your face, your arms constricting as equally invisible arms surrounded your body in tight hugs that prevented you from moving.
For 3 minutes straight.
That's what Harry was going through right now.
PATS ON THE HEAD
MUAHAHAHA SORRY NOT SORRY HARRY
Harry just stood in place, the feeling of arms around him vanishing as if they never were.
'Yes, I can tell you're sorry…not.' sulked Harry as he moved to lay on the bed in the room, curled up in a ball.
'I feel like I was violated just now…' Harry thought with a shiver.
Oi! Snap out of Mope Town and get back to reality, that's just a small taste of what's ahead so this is just good practice for the future.
You should thank Saturn for the generous interaction, you may not get a lot of it, savour what you get while you can.
Harry just sighed, Al did have a point.
Your letter to Snape was nice toned, wasn't it? Something along the lines of
'Dear Professor Snape,
I'm writing to you as a future student of yours, blah blah blah.
I'm the son of James Potter who I have always been told was an idiot drunk, blah blah blah.
Pease do not think of me like him, I don't remember anything about him, blah blah blah.
Don't think me big headed because of the Boy Who Lived title, blah blah blah.'
"…."
Something along those lines, wasn't it?
"Go screw yourself Al." Harry retorted vehemently. "Anyway didn't you just take my letter, why don't you just read it instead of asking me?"
Haven't you learned by now I do all this to have fun with you? Learn to accept a little teasing, or in my case a lot of it. Don't take things so seriously all the time, you'll end up with health problems you don't want to deal with. Here you go.
Harry's letter reappeared on his bed.
"Did anyone else give any suggestions what I should write to Snape?" Enquired Harry with a raised brow.
Aw, did my teasing you make you second guess yourself about your letter that much?
"Just answer my damn question, are there any more or not?" Harry asked loudly, his temper rising.
Of course there is, that was only ONE review, I get more than one review per chapter now, if you didn't catch on earlier.
"How many chapters are we on currently?" Harry asked, his temper shelved for a brief time as curiosity took over.
This current one would be the tenth chapter.
"It's taken you nine chapters to get to this point? Wow…"
I know, I'm awesome right?!
"No, that's actually pretty sad. Could you, I don't know, speed things up a bit?"
OI! You can't rush art, especially the written art, it turns to shit if you don't think it out slowly. Maybe I'll shove another review down your throat, see how you like them apples.
"Huh?"
You can actually review a certain chapter?
Didn't know that before
Well,I still think Harry/you should befriend the Weasleys and Hermione,other characters tend to be a bit OC-ish,and that tends to suck(maybe 1 in 50 stories has OC's that don't make me want to laugh,cry and rage at the same time).
Other befriendable characters would be Seamus Finnegan (pyromaniac,but sadly with a somewhat idiotic mum), or Ernie MacMillan (once he trusts you,he is going to stick to you! And he is pretty damn badass)
And never forget: Don't trust people who cheer for fascists!(Malfoy! most named Slytherins actually,although the Greengrasses might be ok)
"Um…damn." Harry's head swam with information as the review blooded his brain. "Some say befriend some people while others say not to…. I hate being told what to do…" Harry grumbled. "Who was that one from?"
MrPosbi. As to people telling you who to befriend… well they are the readers of this fine story, if that's what they want to read you might have to suck it up and deal with it. Regardless of what I choose to write, I'll lose readers by the choices I put in front of you to make, and your decisions regarding those choices.
And yes, while I CAN rewrite your character to do as I will you, it takes away the fun of it all if I'm in total control of EVERYTHING.
And then people will stop reading, and I'll start to lose interest and then you'll get stuck in 'writing limbo' and nobody wants that, not you, not me, not my readers or the people that put this story on their favourite or alerts lists.
"The what lists?" Queried Harry.
Favourite list, it's a list created by registered readers of stories that they've come across that they've really liked and flagged them, to read them over again at another time if they want.
Alert lists are lists that registered readers use as a means to be informed when a story on the list has been updated.
Don't think I can dumb that down any further than that.
"OK I get it now, jeez…" Huffed Harry. "How many people have us listed?"
Well let's see…searching… searching…
Cadi-Pika1993, DanteAzel, draco1221, Jubi no Neko, Karlo666, megabytes, MisterDarkness200, pikawho52, randomplotbunny, SarahMackenzie671, ShadowDraconian, siax222, Sombra Obleser, StratocasterInTheStratospere, tirroj and wkatarzyna13 all have us in Favourites. Some of those have even reviewed too. All in all that's 16 people.
"Um, Al… won't they get angry at you for listing them like that?" Harry asked cautiously.
Bah, if they have a problem with it then they can tell me later. Did you want to know the people that on the waiting list or are you still a bit lost by the fact that there are in fact people that actually like you, I mean more than just those that send in their feedback.
Harry's eyes widened suddenly.
"That's why you gave their names! To try force them to review more!"
What could possibly make you jump to that conclusion?
"It's just a guess, but I'm SURE of it!" Harry said with a triumphant grin.
Not like I can stop you from thinking what you want to.
Moving on!
Harry's expression did a complete one 180 seconds later.
"Don't list the people on the Alerts list!" he said frantically.
Wha- how'd you know that's what I was going to do?
"Please, even someone as dumb as Dudley would have seen you were about to do that." He said with a scoff. "And it wouldn't be very good if you did that, people would just get mad."
…Fine I won't go list them all, ruin my fun. I will say this though, there are nine more that have us on Alerts than Favourites. I'd say that's pretty good for a story like this.
"A story like this?" again, confusion.
One where the Author speaks to the main character as a main part of the plot. And from what I've seen in my many years of reading fics, this one is very unique, despite what my brother says.
"You have a brother?" Harry asked, this was news to him.
I have two, one older and one younger, I was referring to the younger. HE says that my story, THIS right now isn't unique. And part of what attracts me to write my stories is that the idea is, if not fresh, then not nearly so commonly written. And I just- hey what are you doing?
Harry had jumped up off his bed and opened up his trunk, retrieving his wand box, wand inside it still, and his charms and defence textbooks.
"I just had this thought, with my life story the way you told it, I'm going to need to be at the top of my game-"
*Snort*
"What?"
No nothing, different story of mine, never mind, continue.
"Well I was thinking that if I were to learn to do some of the simplest charms with barely any effort, then I could have a big advantage in staying alive." Harry answered as he leafed through the books in his lap.
How so?
Harry leafed through his books for a few seconds before finding something.
"Well I was thinking that things like the wand lighting charm could be used to blind someone, to get out of sight…" Harry flipped a few pages again to come to another spell. "And the Levitation charm could send objects flying at people from many directions. If I learnt even just these two to a point I didn't have to think about it too much it might just save my life."
Oh I see, well then don't let me stop you, practice away.
20 minutes later Harry had accomplished the Lumos spell for the first time, deciding that blinding people that sought him out would be the best one to start with.
Not bad, I reckon, for learning it with only the textbook as a teacher.
"Yeah, well with one teacher for classes the size that mine will be at I figured I'd need to get used to it." Harry answered.
Really? Why's that?
"Well if one teacher has to divide up their time to teach each student in class, then some will suffer for the lack of attention.
I see, go on.
"When I was finally sent to primary school, I saw that there as more than just one class of Grade 1 kids, about 30 students from what I remember, and there was 2 teachers for that year."
Ah yes, I had the same when I was in school, multiple teachers to lessen the class sizes would mean less time waiting for assistance if anyone needed it.
"So I'll self-study the best I can, and ask the teachers for help when I run into problems." Harry said as he continued his Lumos practice.
That's a pretty good approach to learning things, actually.
"It's how I learnt to do almost everything I know, well writing wise that is. The Dursley's never really gave me the free time to do anything else."
Fair enough, but now that you have all this free time before you start Hogwarts you can get a massive head start. And who knows, if you get good enough at any of these you could eventually do them without your wand.
"Yeah, that would be great." Harry nodded.
Oh hey, RandomPlotbunny sent us another one!
Fantastic chapter! This story is absolutely addicting!
And I'm so glad I was able to help you Harry, though I am sorry I made you uncomfortable with the touching.
'Ah, someone that's generally sorry. To bad you're not the only one that does it...' Harry thought with a smile, his next Lumos coming out much brighter.
But you must understand, you are just too adorable and I just want to hug you tightly and protect you from the big bad World! Or just Dumbledore.
Harry put his wand down and rushed to his trunk for his notepad and pen, it was note taking time.
Dumbledore really is the root of all your problems, if he'd just stood up and fought Voldemort himself instead of sending his brainwashed students out to keep the war going, and then placing the fate of the entire Wizarding World on your young shoulders...
Harry wrote in big letters, DON'T TRUST DUMBLEDORE. And circled it over and over again for emphasis.
I just don't like Dumbledore, he has way too much power and does nothing with it to help anyone but himself.
OOOOH! Mee too! My authors page says the same!
On a slightly related note, forget about writing Snape.
Harry face-planted.
As great as it would be to have him on your side that is a long term goal and an uphill battle no matter how you approach it. The sad facts are that he resents you for not being his and that he's been forced into a Vow to protect you, so unless you want to ask him to blood adopt you... I suggest you write to Rita Skeeter instead.
Harry quickly got back up and continued his note taking. Writing RITA SKEETER in big bold letters.
She's a bloodsucking reporter who's only loyalty is to making the headlines. Offer her exclusive rights to write about you on the condition she signs a contract- you can get the Goblins to write an iron clad one for you, for a fee- stating she won't write about anything you don't want her to in exchange for that exclusivity.
Harry scribbled in under her name, headline exclusive reporter- contracts with goblins?
Then give her an interview, emphasizing how you never knew about Magic until you got your Letter with hints about how the Dursleys treated you- what is imagined is always worse than reality and you can use that to manipulate the public. The public are all sheeple and will crucify both Dumbledore and the Dursleys for you if you get Skeeter to present the article just right.
Harry's eyes gleamed at the thought, payback would be so sweet.
Maybe you can even play up that 'psychic' angle you told Olivander about and give the beetle little tid bits that you 'saw', such as Dumbledore and Grindelwald's old relationship, to keep the scandal going.
Harry paused for a moment, thinking on how he could really milk the 'psychic angle' before a thought came to him which had him rushing through his charms book again. Harry's face fell moments later, a defeated expression marring his features as what he was looking for was not in the First Year's book, only referenced.
What's with the look?
"I was thinking of putting the Human Revealing spell on my list of things to learn quickly, I could use that to apply a 'psychic' feel to why I know what I know will happen." Harry replied.
Very sneaky Harry, that's using your brain, you never know what that might tell you. And who knows, use it enough you might just awaken your Divining Inner Eye.
"Huh?"
The Divining Inner Eye, I'm of the belief that spells such as the Human Revealing spell is actually a divination spell because it gives you a foresight to those that you can yet see to be around you.
Harry looked into space thoughtfully, jotting down a quite note to look into that.
Of course I could be totally wrong but this is my story so I can do or say whatever I want as fact.
Hearing this made Harry scowl and run lines through his last note. Having inked the note out of existence Harry's mind went back to his letter to Snape.
Sending it would have lots of pros and cons, given that the man would have no reason to read it, or if he did, believe what Harry wrote, the man might take it to Dumbledore which would kick the proverbial beehive, possibly throwing everything that Harry knew was going to happen, out the window.
Harry spent an hour debating with himself the ups and down of his letter before, growling in frustration over time spent on the thing, Harry picked it up ripped it to shreds.
You know I never said that I wouldn't tie the revealing spell with divination, I was just tossing around the idea, take a chill pill.
"I spent so long on that damn letter, all for nothing!" Raved Harry.
You know you didn't have to take on RPB's suggestion of not sending the letter.
"I know that!" Snapped Harry. "It's just that if I did so many things could happen that could change things that I wouldn't be able to see them coming as you said they would, and I spent so long writing that thing for it all to be a waste of time."
Instead of thinking it a waste of time, think it as a rehearsal of how you're going to deal with the man when you meet him, if you end up in Slytherin house you're going to need as much of it as you can get. Now why don't you go back to practicing your charms and how you could use them?
Taking Al's advice Harry went back to practising his Lumos.
An hour later Harry had gotten quite good at Lumos and, having been staring into the bright light of the tip of his wand Harry was seeing splotches on his eye where the light used to be.
"Well bugger, now I can't see worth a damn." Harry grumbled.
I thought that was the effect that you were going for?
"Yeah, for people that aren't me. These spots won't go away fast enough…" Harry huffed indignantly.
Then why don't you try another spell, one that doesn't require too much eye contact.
"Hmm…levitation is as good a place to start, sure why not." Harry turned his charms textbook till he found what he as looking for and got to work.
5 minutes later Harry didn't even realize that the spots in his vision were gone.
Not to bring up bad…stuff. But I got another review.
"How are reviews bad? I thought that you loved getting them?" Harry asked as he cast the levitation charm on his textbook again.
You'll know what I mean. From Crazysister101:
Harry should be VERY careful while writing to Snape, you have to remember that he is James' son. Other than that, really talk about Lily more than you do about James, and make sure you don't do anything that might offend him. Maybe start off very politely, and say that he was your mother's best friend, and you'd like to know more about her. Those are all the tips I have for you, have fun!
"I see what you mean." Grumbled Harry, his eyes shifting to the pile of scraps that was his letter to Snape. "At least I have more ammo to use in defence when I meet the guy."
True enough. Now back to work, your Harry Potter remember, you have a reputation to uphold!
"First," Harry said getting off his bed and stretching his body. "I'm going to go get something to eat, I haven't eaten in a while, was so engrossed in learning I forgot to eat." Harry said leaving his room and exiting the Leaky Cauldron for the muggle side, he didn't know nearly enough about the magical world to know what a good breakfast/lunch food item was, with the weird stuff that they were offering as food, even if they were just names, Harry didn't find any of it appealing.
'I hope it's better at Hogwarts…' Harry silently prayed.
Harry had eventually found a shop that sold food, and bought his fill with the money he had on him, which thankfully was enough, he was nearly out of muggle money with only wizard currency left.
"Who'd have thought that half a dozen fruits and a bread roll would cost so much…" Harry mused as he returned to the Leaky Cauldron, back to his room for more self-study.
Centering himself Harry began casting.
Hellow Harry!
Harry's concentration broke and his textbook felt flying into the wall with a dull thud and a smack as it hit the floor.
It's interesting to know you are a good learner here and just faked bad grades. In Hogwarts canon, that harry knows like 10 spells max in all his life and even teaches about them!
"At least I have a number that I can look to beat now. And I really can't believe how much the 'canon me' let the Dursley's influence his learning… couldn't imagine being like that for real." Reasoned Harry as he cast the spell again, bringing his textbook back to him, doing another one of his notepad and pen.
I mean, in the whole series there must be a max of 30 spells not counting variations and don't get me started on the other magical arts. Just know there is a largely unknown amount of magic culture that the author will be thinking from scratch. Please be thankful that he doesn't leave you to the abyss known as hiatus or worse, abandons your story.
"You wouldn't do that to me would you Al?" Harry asked a little worried.
Don't stress Harry, my young son, as long as people review the story I will have a reason to continue writing, that and if I didn't I'd be dead bored, assuming that I didn't think up something new to write.
Moving onto happier notes, I'm interested in knowing if you need to cast a familiar spell on Hedwig or if they have already done so in the shop. If you can also investigate how does owls find the persons they need to deliver their letters to. It could be useful while confronting baldimort.
As far as I'm going with that, the familiar/master thing isn't a spell that creates the bond, it's the owners magic that bonds with the animal over time given enough devotion, time and trust it will develop on its own.
As for the owl finding its destination target, that does have potential, we'll have to explore that later on Harry.
Moving on!
Now, for Mr. Author
Hello!
Keep up the nice work Al. I'm sure your story will only grow larger and more readen as chapters come. I know from experience as my baby seems to get views between the largest intervals.
That's the idea, cheers mate.
Now I leave you both with this interesting though: what would happen should Harry disappear in the middle of his shorting ceremony? Just try it for lolz and it may also give you hints for who to watch out.
Yes, the sorting ceremony, I've been thinking about that quite a bit, where to put you will have a very big impact on things, and the people around you.
"Why is that exactly? Why would my house have so much interest? I mean I know why, but…why?" Harry asked, unable to eloquently word his question.
A bit to do with the prophecy, a bit to do with your parents, a lot to do with your parents actually and the people that knew them. I always had the thought that the staff will never actually see you, more so they will see the son of Lily and James Potter and expect you to be just like them.
"That's just stupid, how could I be like them if they've been dead for a decade? Petunia never once said a thing about either unless it was to insult them, so I tuned that out whenever it came up." Harry retorted.
They probably fed into Dumbledore's belief that they were treating you well, canon wise it's very hard to tell for sure, at least for me; story wise however is a totally different…story. *face palm*
Harry nearly face-planted, losing his spell focus, his book crashing to the floor again.
Oh boy that was bad…
"You think?" quipped Harry.
Quiet you.
Time passed till the late hours of afternoon peaked, and Harry was easily moving his two textbooks all around the room, moving one while leaving the other in place and rotating the two between which one moved and which one stayed.
You're doing very well Harry, good job.
Harry nearly preened at the praise.
However his focus snapped quite abruptly as a picture materialised in front of him. a picture of him, an older him, with a poncy looking blonde and a gangly looking redhead.
All intimately holding onto each other without a shred of clothing, explicit toys of all kinds, whips and ropes surrounding them.
"BAH! MY EYES!" Harry shrieked, his hands covering his eyes in a flash. "AL! WHY IN GODS NAME WOULD YOU DO THAT?" Harry hollered.
Wasn't me. It was Verteller.
*Gives Harry a photo of an explicit threesome with him, Draco, and Ron with everything showing. Complete with bondage, toys, ect.* HA! MAY YOUR INNOCENTS BURN IN EROTIC HELL!
Imagine, if you will, an intricately crafted porcelain doll, the most precious decorated face with the prettiest dress of the deepest blue.
Gets thrown into the mouth of a volcano.
And is promptly incinerated.
This was what was Harry's innocence, (what was left of it from the Dursley's) that was just vaporised.
Harry was rocking himself, his arms hugging his knees to his chest rocking back and forwards nearly shacking like a leaf in the wind.
"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." Over and over again.
Thank you so much for that Verteller.
Al, like with Harry's letter to Snape, vanished it out of existence never to be sen again.
It was nearly 40 minutes later when the tremors shaking Harry's body finally subsided.
"Al, why did you do that?" He asked with a sniff.
It was part of a review, I had to put it in. It's part of the rule I set myself when I realized what this story really was, that I was going to put every review, regardless of content, in the story. I have no control over what anyone writes in a review, but that was pretty hard to write.
"I feel like a part of me just died." Harry croaked.
I believe that was Verteller's goal all along, hence the 'innocence burn in erotic hell' ending of the review.
"But why? Why would anyone do that to a little boy?" Harry rasped.
Some people don't have a reason for the things they do, some just want to watch the world burn. On the subject of burning things, maybe you ought to try practicing the Fire making charm for a little while?
"Why would I want to do that?"
Think of me as a doctor prescribing you with a means of treatment, learning the charm will be a form or catharsis, it will help you overcome such a grievous experience.
"What's catharsis?" Harry asked as he reopened his charms textbook looking for the Fire Making Charm, still sniffing.
The process of releasing and thereby providing relief from strong or repressed emotions. I think witnessing such a visual such as that picture definitely qualifies as a strong emotion.
"Found it… I just need a target to practice on…" muttered Harry.
A stone furnace, something completely out of the ordinary to be in an Inn room, appeared at the base of Harry's bed.
The word Verteller etched on its innards.
How about destroying that? Get your revenge, send it to hell for what it did to you!
Harry gripped his wand tightly and waved it.
"INCENDIO!"
The room literally bathed in flames.
…
The furnace was a pile of slag amongst a totally ruined room, everything either destroyed or on fire being destroyed.
I think I'll fix the mess. Go get cleaned up and have a shower.
Harry didn't need to be told twice.
Hi! I just want to say that I adore this story, though I am wondering if Harry could approach the Malfoy's to take him on as a Ward. Lucius, if given PUBLIC guardianship of the BWL, would be a good role model to teach Harry how to survive the Wizarding Public's Perception. Hope to read more soon, bye!
Harry, standing in the shower, after hearing the name Malfoy, was physically sick and puked, not hearing anything else of the review. the name Malfoy made him remember the photo.
I have nice timing don't I?
"Bastard…" was all Harry said as he watched the previous contents of his stomach wash down the drain.
Returning to his room in the Leaky a while later, Harry stepped into a pristine room, all his belongings neatly packed away as if he had never set the room alight.
Am I a bastard now?
"…"
Come on, say it.
"….I'm sorry I called you a bastard." Harry relented.
Ah, the Boy Who Lived DOES have good manners after all.
"Al you know that I hat- no, you know what? I don't give two shits about that anymore, I am done caring about that…" Harry said, getting dressed and leaving his room.
Methinks that someone's hungry, early dinner eh?
After eating what Harry thought he ordered was going to be a roast that turned out to be something completely different that did NOT taste like it at all, did Harry return to his room to return to his textbooks.
This time it was his potions book.
This was going to be an interesting read.
Hey! I'm back! Just like I promised!
Harry nearly jumped off his bed in fright again.
Sooner or later this won't startle you, that's the endgame.
Harry, sorry about earlier mate... *blushes a bit*
Um, okay! No surprise hugs! Got it! But which was worse, getting surprised hugged by me or getting a shower of kisses? XD (emoji Harry!)
'It was the hugs.' Harry had a thing against restricted movement.
As for writing to Snape, be polite. If you make a good impression MAYBE things will go better? Oh and for your 6th year, be really careful with spells you don't know. Like, seriously, just don't.
'No problems there, I can assure you.' Harry thought as the review filterd through his psyche.
And Al, as a writer myself, I know how hard it can be sometimes. So thank you so much for working on this story. I'm actually (actively) working on two (kind of 3) original stories WRITE now and I keep thinking: Has this been done? Should I do this trope? Is this character too much like this character? And I keeping personalities consistent? (I'm terrible at that last one) So Al, I wish you luck on here, and hope that writer's block doesn't plague you too often.
Not to worry, I have the canon storyline to keep me pretty much on track event wise, it's how Harry will go about being put through this that will make it hard.
Especially when he know what's coming.
And Harry, good luck to you... Just in general.
-CS15
PS: Harry whats my name? :)
Harry retrieved his notepad and went back a few pages till he found a previous review from CS15.
"It's Farin Green from America." Harry answered.
That was very good use of notes taken, remember that you can't always do that though, so be mindful.
"Yeah yeah, sometimes it feel like you're trying to be my father or something…" groaned Harry.
Oh right, because Farin's a guest reviewer, she can review as many times a single chapter as she likes, as she just did.
Here some more.
You don't have to respond to this in the story just putting that out there.
Yes, I do actually.
Okay, actual review time. Um... I think you're really well! Review inputs are funny, but they take up so much space! But I think that reviews are a great way to overcome writer's block, and if it they aren't, well... Yeah I don't know what to tell you :P.
But that's the WHOLE point of the story, using reviews to screw with Harry's life, like with the god awful picture not all that long ago that was vaporised.
You're doing a great job though, and I'm sure many of us are willing to wait a bit.
That's the other reason for putting in the reviews, it provides the 'meat' that Harry can feast on and propel this story forward and unleash hell.
And I kind of have to wait a bit to write the chapter, coz I need the reviews from the last chapter to do it.
Others... Not so much, but that's okay! I hope that this story gets the attention it deserves, but good luck keeping up with reviews when (not if) that happens!
On that note, if I want more attention…should I change its category filters, at least one, from humour or parody, to something else?
Or is it the name?
Does the name let it all down?
"What DID you name this story anyway?" Harry asked curiously.
As of ten chapters, the story is called… *drum roll* Harry Potter: I'm in a WHAT!
"Huh…"
AN: There you go, another chapter.
Hope you like it.