I am so enamoured of the way you capture these characterisations and make them your own. You remain consistent and well able to express the premises, points, facets that you have elected to go with.
This chapter has so much power. I'm impressed by the way you didn't let the potential for cliche turn you away from things that needed to be said and that you were able to write them in ways that are engaging, fresh and compelling.
Some specific thoughts:
It was a look Malfoy had turned on him often enough since their first year at Hogwarts, and it was always that look which ultimately frightened Harry into lashing out at the other boy. Fear causing anger and violence. I love the arithmancy of that equation.
So that was an uncertain moment. Ooo, that was a nice Agee moment, wasn’t it?
It was impossible to eat now; his stomach was simply too roiled up with... uncertainty. How true to life.
He suddenly had the sense that he had just told Dumbledore everything Nor does old Dumbleydor need an invisibility cloak to wander the halls unseen, yeah? Nice touch, incorporating Harry’s oft stated feeling that Dumbledore knows everything, sees everything, can do anything.
While people lie, deceive, and hide the truth from each other, the magic does not. Magic is always truthful. It has no capacity for deception. Only those who wield it have that power." I am always in awe of your clear conception of magic, of its rules, laws, character and mutable uses.
Frustration and shame coiled around concern. Furious anger swirled with the familiar desire. How else could it be for a boy who was raised to hate and feel contempt for everything Harry has been taught to believe in? From the first, Harry rejected him and the hand he offered. Imagine the humiliation for Malfoy of all people, at eleven, being spurned by a Muggle loving “scar head.” Of course his emotions now would come with so many shadings and so much loathing of a sort.
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This chapter has so much power. I'm impressed by the way you didn't let the potential for cliche turn you away from things that needed to be said and that you were able to write them in ways that are engaging, fresh and compelling.
Some specific thoughts:
It was a look Malfoy had turned on him often enough since their first year at Hogwarts, and it was always that look which ultimately frightened Harry into lashing out at the other boy.
Fear causing anger and violence. I love the arithmancy of that equation.
So that was an uncertain moment.
Ooo, that was a nice Agee moment, wasn’t it?
It was impossible to eat now; his stomach was simply too roiled up with... uncertainty.
How true to life.
He suddenly had the sense that he had just told Dumbledore everything
Nor does old Dumbleydor need an invisibility cloak to wander the halls unseen, yeah? Nice touch, incorporating Harry’s oft stated feeling that Dumbledore knows everything, sees everything, can do anything.
While people lie, deceive, and hide the truth from each other, the magic does not. Magic is always truthful. It has no capacity for deception. Only those who wield it have that power."
I am always in awe of your clear conception of magic, of its rules, laws, character and mutable uses.
Frustration and shame coiled around concern. Furious anger swirled with the familiar desire.
How else could it be for a boy who was raised to hate and feel contempt for everything Harry has been taught to believe in? From the first, Harry rejected him and the hand he offered. Imagine the humiliation for Malfoy of all people, at eleven, being spurned by a Muggle loving “scar head.” Of course his emotions now would come with so many shadings and so much loathing of a sort.