Hmmm. Interesting. A silver sickle in a shop in Little
Whinging? How curious. Aunt Marge is the ugliest ever,
rotten to the core. Why don't someone give her a good
whipping? And why nobody reacted to the neglect Harry was..
(grmbl... what's the word?).. subjected to in his childhood, is more
than I understand.
Interesting, I look forward to catching up with this piece. Thanks for sharing!
This is off to a great start, but you're a cruel, cruel author...a cliffhanger at the end of chapter one? Shame on you! I'm glad you've posted the second chapter so that I can see what Harry's fate is going to be in the near future.
I liked several aspects of this story upon which I'll comment. First, you handle Harry's aunts very well; they're both as despicable as I remember them to be together in Book 3. I chuckled at Harry's thoughts regarding Marge's ventriloquist act with Aunt Petunia, her being shocked into silence when Harry's wand was nowhere on his person and Harry's thoughts of her reaction to his choice of dog biscuits. I also thought, as I read the last few lines, that it was rather interesting that they sent Harry out at such a late hour on said errand: wouldn't it be just like someone (read Death Eaters) to use Polyjuice Potion to impersonate Aunt Marge to set Harry up? Second, you seem very adept at writing teenage boys; perhaps you are channelling one? Finally, Harry's thoughts of Ginny really got to me and I hope that when all is said and done these two feel free to take their friendship a little further than it already is.
I'm looking forward to reading the next chapters. Please post again soon.
What a great start to your story! I really like the descriptions of the plants around the roof, very clever. I look forward to more... I hope that Harry explains why he stayed on the bloody roof instead of escaping! Someone needs to speak to the boy about taking chances!