I don't know how you do it, but I always feel speechless after reading one of your fics. It's kind of delicate-like and there's this peaceful calm to your words and maybe I'm just worried I'm going to burst this bubble that your words and worlds have created around me. I dunno, but I like it.
I am forever in awe at your ability to paint scenes. Seriously. The bit with Charlie on the hill, laying in the grasses that are like a green blanket, everything is so vivid and beautiful and you put me there, with your characters. It's takes a brilliant writer to do that and you continually amaze me.
Plus, oh my gosh, your Charlie is so perfect here. A mixture of that quiet intensity I've always imagined him to have and some of that reckless bravery that allows him to work with dragons (because um, crazy? Did you see those dragons in the Tri-Wizard Tournament? Why would you want to work with them?)
Also, baby Percy who constantly asks questions and Mrs Weasley telling them a bedtime story while she keeps a watch on her knitting. So precious and lovely. Just, I love Percy and Charlie there, all dirty and eager.
I must admit I'm a little bit confused about Apricot, but I'm hoping to figure things out as I read more, which I will. Right now. :)
Author's Response: MISSY.
It was such a lovely surprise to see these reviews, and of course as they are amazing, they also made me extremely happy :) I'm sorry for the wait in responding to them, but LIFE. Alas.
This fic came out of me calmly. I think it's one of the only fics besides Adventure where I knew probs 90% or similar of what I was going to write. That may be why there is this calm aura about it, although to be honest I really was trying to make something about it peaceful so that it kind of grated against the knowledge that war was breaking out in Britain.
Wooo! I tried very consciously to focus on landscape and detail in this fic, but particularly the place, because I received the advice in school that I sort of needed not to neglect it. So, voila! And that was only appropriate in this fic because, well, it's all based around the idea of geography--how does literal distance from a war affect how distant you really /are/ from it? And your family? Are you really so far away from them, even thousands of miles away? I'm quite pleased that it was easy to picture, though; when I think about this fic, I see my original picture of Serenity Hill but more so the computer I typed it on at work (yes, I wrote three of these chapters at work! while I should have been working! Not sorry, though) and the google doc I was typing it into. And I see the banner. I don't know why it doesn't have the whole of that visual imagery--probably because I need to read it again.
This is one-hundred-percent my head-canon Charlie. He's quiet and kind but also, DRAGONS. Hello! You've got my thought process down pretty well, haha.
Percy was really fun to play with, here. I felt a little unfair to him because I was mostly shedding unfortunate light on his most pertinent characteristics--the fact that he feels like he must control, know everything, etc, which ultimately failed him during the war in the present; but I also think I tried hard to make them like real children, so I am relieved to receive your feedback :P
Apricot, yes. These are shortish chapters for me so, I had a bit of trouble with her right at the start. I wrote my first ever short story for school with Charlie and Apricot and then I made them into "Muggles" so I could turn it in for a grade, so I already knew them quite well before I started this and sometimes I forget that readers will need a bit more info. So I hope that got through in later chapters.
Thanks so much for your review(s), I appreciate you taking the time!!! x