Bloody fucking hell. This just gets better all the time.
Made an account just to give you my support.
I used to find myself visiting this site for less savoury girly reasons - but this SSHG has been far more of a gripping and emotional journey, and I've fallen for your writing. This story is the only reason I come back, now. Please don't ever stop writing.
I felt like my heart almost just pounded out from my chest, after that emotional roller coaster.
Im sorry to hear about the developments in your personal life, I do however hope you continue to write. I check up on this story religiously, and love everything you write. In this chapter alone I was transported to Hermiones mental state, so fluidly. Sending love and inspiration xx
Well fuck. This was a soul shattering chapter. Except I'm already so fucked up that I found her suicide attempt rather calming. I'm sure that says something disturbing about my current state of mind, but it is what it is. On the flip side, however, I'm happy Snape showed up. And I'm glad he had such a dramatic explanation for his actions. I hope his confession is expanded upon and he tells her what's really going on in his head/heart. And I'm crazy curious what the last line means. How is the book club going to help her?
the contempt of others was the bitter validation that he now required?--I love this insight. Snape seems like the self-flagellating sort.
He’d set her free just when she’d come to crave the opposite.--Freedom can be quite the prison in many circumstances.
And thus each Gryffindor ruby, each sparkling symbol of rejection, now mocked her, a glittering river of reality winding through her frivolous depths, blood red where he’d cut her loose and tossed her away.--Love this description. The desolation is starkly beautiful.
Vivid . . . as though they had been planted. Sinister seeds scattered and now germinating in her mind. Were these bleak, shadowy scenes just that—further manipulations? More machiavellian taints set to exploit her sleep state as well?--Loved this one too. The sinister seeds line was particularly breathtaking.
Weft--word notebook.
shooting for what would be his heart if he had one.--Damn. Burn.
She listened to each weary exhalation wondering which would hold the answer.--Unh! So good.
(as though his words had caused a spontaneously rupture.--take the ly off spontaneous)
The entire chapter was beautifully written and there are more examples I could have chosen, but I'd just be writing "love this" over and over and over. I'll save you the repetition. :)
Keep going - keep writing - I love your work and what you create in and between these characters - keep taking us places with them - pleeeease!
I'm so sorry that this happened to you! Real life can be absolutely brutal. I've been enjoying, and will lol continue to enjoy this story as long as you are willing and/or able to write. I, and I think we all, understand if you need time to find out what normal now is. More important than the story, you take care of you. 💚 Norla
Holy shitballs batman!! Well that was an intense read, to say the least. But thankgod Hermione reacted like that, as I was reading, I kept hoping she wasn't going to become this bleak character and just accept what had happened. I wanted her to be angry and seek answers and figure out what the hell was happening.
And kudos to you, because that was a mindfuck of a plot right there. I did not predict the reasoning behind his actions at all, and I cannot wait to read the next chapter!!!!
Honest to God this is my favourite story at the moment - PLEASE UPDATE ASAP!!!
your brain is more than entitled to a break (and a few cocktails ;)) - thank you, my brain is officially off the vacation today, and what a treat! Your's and O.O.'s chapters to start my working week :D
Likes/Comments:
Bloody hell! But I can see it...smart and unbalanced as she is...to quote Ron"...brilliant but scary."
“You . . . You were Samuel, weren’t you? In the book group?” - ha! I knew it! Well, not the name but that he was in the group with her. Somehow, I should have seen it, he was always too close if she would be late XD
Ok, I can understand her desperate need as well as Ministry's fear. But she has the point, it seems that in the wizarding world dealing with trauma (if it's not magically induced) is pushing it under the rug. Not a recipe for a healthy society, especially post-war.
“Didn’t they know how fucked up you really were?” - why do I expect some rather low blows now? YUp, I was right
“I had. I had forgiven you everything. But now this—now I discover that all of it has been one continuous manipulation, orchestrated by a man whose ‘purpose’ is riddled with ulterior motives that even he cannot admit to.” - ouch, now he's done it!
The rigid rods of his arms thrust deeper into his pockets, but still didn’t speak. - I love this description, so revealing, he might as well stand in front of the X-ray machine.
And she still left him a gift she took for him. Hmmm, it can be an olive branch (at one point) or cruelty for him.
His nostrils flared as his chest filled over and over. It was clear that he wanted to say something, or do something . . . to her . . . with her, but he did neither . . . turning away, returning to the window, back firming into a protective wall. - :'(, not my day today. O.O left me all flushed, now I'm on the brink of tears. Ok, I got it, he is no position to continue anything with her, still...it breaks my heart.
“No more detention!” - this is the worst possible news she could hear :/
Well, fck!!!
I do hope that you have next chapter ready and fast. I need to know!!!
Take care of yourself.
Love&Hugs&Kisses
Baaaaaaaah! This is so good; I didn’t see this coming at all.
Well, dammit, spelling motulomens correctly might have helped me find the root word the first time I checked.
“They asked me to spy on you.”—*Gasp*
Posit—word notebook
You do not . . . need . . . anyone.” His words from the previous evening shook her to the core. All of it. All of it had been for this.—Double gasp!
Inducement—More word notebook.
Well crap, this is a spastic review, but it’s all I’ve got in me right now. I’m going crazy this is so good. (I feel like Agnes in Despicable Me when she gets the unicorn at the amusement park and exclaims “It’s So FLUFFY!” Except I’d have to scream “It’s so PLOTTY!” Or whatever it is literary types scream when overwrought by excitement.
Need more.