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Chapter 14


Terocia
 

YOU ... *argh* Cliffie!


Gosh, I love your story and the way you write Harry/Hermione is great
(why does people want to see him with Ginny? HP/GW is The Ship I
Cannot Stand). But then again, this isn't about the ship, it's about
the story. You should acctually write that: "Wanna read about the
ship? Buy a crappy romance novel!"

Aaanyhow, I love the way your story is comming along and I couldn't be
happier about your once-a-week-update (the author's that update once a
month? Geeez, you loose track of things!). I'd love to see you update
everyday or everyother second, but since it's you, poor humans, that
are writing and not the cutzie house elves, I supose it's allright.
*pats heads*

You've completely converted me into a Anti-Dumbledore-thingy
(thankfully enough, I'm not Mistress Thingy - yet), and I can't wait
for more since your fics seems to be the only good one that's
Anti-Dumbles (well, except for Flames of Betrayal - but don't read it!
Keep on writing! No! Close that page! Now!)

FLATULENCE - where you get everything I don't know. But, that was a
word I had to check in a lexicon (Swedish here, mind you [no, I do not
own a polar bear, Bob. Someone please smack - I mean sack - him and
get me an other waitor!]), so it probably ruined half the fun for me.
What's next? Diarrea? And RON a Snorkack? That must've improved his
looks, I bet. Though it must've taken a while for Poppy to sort him
out.

Mayhem is spreading and I wanna know more and more and more - which is
why I'm thinking that I should probably go back to read all the parts
about Voldie. I usually skip them because they can be summarized in
one word: CRUCIO! And what'd I find out that Harry wont find out later
on anyhow? I mean, it's not like Voldie can go stabbety-stab on the
Ministry or anyone without the Prophet finding out (daaarn Skeeter!).

*cough* Long rant here. Time for bed I see. *yawns and freezes* Bob!
Close that FoB-window, NOW! You need to W R I T E! *gets a whip from
my bedtable drawer* (Don't ask - you don't want to know)

Cheers!