Bwaha. xD

Yes. But Draco/ Ginny still wins, hands down. :P

I'll try to update, REALLY soon. <33

:sup: You're welcome.

xD

:banghead:

How dare you NOT appreciate these awesome Team Muriel tees? :whistle:

That woman is too hard to please. -shakes head-

OOH! I like the cooool smiley!

I hadn't known that it existed, on SS. xD

What does this picture mean, babeh?

=p

Muriel: You have... Muriel tees? *interested*

She is. xD


I'm FINALLY writing more of this story.
I feel happy. =D

OOHH, there a plenty more. Like :bored: & :whut:.

My personal favorite is :errr:.

xD

It meant that I quit being your English teacher. :xd:

-dangles one- You likey? :shifty:

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! :jump:

LOL. I never knew. =p

O_O What is an English teacher Melellelll, what eez iiit?

Muriel: What is the meaning of this? Unhand that glorious tee at once!

:P

Unfortunately, my house flooded and I can't update because my desktop is temporarily out-of-order, and that's where I hash this stowee.

=[

Oh scary! LOL!

No. Harry/Ginny win best! :P

Oh YAY! I will be looking forward to it!

:errr:

xD

NEVER! :mwaha:

Here... what about some Muriel cookies?

:potato: :madeye: :potato: :madeye: :potato: :madeye: :potato:

:console: We'll bear with you.

Draco/ Ginny. =p

Like I told Melellell, I can't update right now. =[ My computer is [hopefully only temporarily] out-of-order. =[

:P

Muriel: You expect me to eat... Muriel cookies? *unsure* Wait a second! UNHAND THAT TEE! *back to evil mode*

*hugs*

Me wanted to update. =[

*again too lazy to quote*

Harry/Ginny :P

And its's alright! i can wait :D

:lmao:

Draco/ Ginny. AND the ships in this ficcie. :whistle:



I feel restless because I can't update!
*sits in a corner* =[

-camps out until Maxie's technology gets better- :console:

*feels loved*

I’ll post as soon as my desktop is working again.
Melellell want Draco-flavoured cookies, while she waits? <3
*HUG* <3

YES! :glomp: Thank you, love. They'll inspire me to write some more tonight. :D

*gives you a batch of cookies* <3

Go Melelelll!
-cheers thouuuu on-



I think I'll try to fix the desktop, myself.
Why do I want to update so much?
O_O

Hope you enjoy, sweetie. <3

The story eez. :shifty: xD

I love the start of this poem! It clicks every time I read it. Lovely pick. I see you left out the second stanza. :D :D :D

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Ginny gathered her dress, its pink sea of silken foam cascading to her dyed high heels in beautiful, rippling waves

Two things here. One, I love how you put life into the description and two, how you give us a glimpse of how the life she is now leading is different from her true. Dyed high heels. It shows how important it had suddenly become 'to match.' G'job!!

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Outside, the sky rolled by in thick, rolls of blue. The houses rose against the skyline like expensive toys, magnificent but flawless - devastatingly plastic - in each detail.

Good bit here. I like how you show that the flawlessness is in itself a flaw. Ginny comes from a family where you kick out gnomes, cook, get dirty every once in a while. There is no perfection but the little flaws make life more real. 'Devastatingly plastic'........... aptly put.

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She pushed aside a curtain and almost peeked out, before she realized – thankfully, in time – that that, too, was a most unladylike act, and that if anyone saw her do so, Aunt Muriel would think of it what Fred and George thought of Percy singing in the shower.

:lmao:

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Lights burned from the windows of the mansion, but they were dimmed by the wave of illumination that curled into twists in the confines of the vast, beautifully-kept gardens: it seemed that others had already arrived, and their presence made her shift slightly uncomfortably, for they were clearly men and women of high repute, none of whom seemed to have landed here by a stroke of luck – and, of course, the persistence of a mother who was a little plump, loved her children dearly, and had once thrown a shoe at a gnome and ended up thwacking her husband on the head, instead.

To begin with beautiful description at the start. I love the way you have with words! To end (my comment on this portion!) with, love your description of Molly. It sums her right up. She's a mother and a dear little lady but she does carry a fire. Remember Bellatrix?

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The moment that carriage reached back to the mansion, she was dead. Dead. Deader than Merlin's fat pink cat had been, when the Merlin in Ron's self-invented, baby-time story had realized that it had chewed through Merlin's favourite set of underpants. DEADER than Fred and George had been, when they had sneaked into Great Aunt Muriel's temporary bedroom at the Burrow in the middle of the night and realized, just when they had been about to sneak back out after replacing the Great Aunt's solemn, brown slippers with fuzzy, neon blue bunny ones that could make any amount of immature, rude faces, that Aunt Muriel was standing in the doorway.

:lmao:

I love how you slip humour into this chapter. Ron's self-invented Merlin! Fred and George......... heeeheeheee. GOOD work!

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Glad for the refuge, she came to a silent stand beneath it and, from a distance, any onlooker would have been breathless, had they looked at her, right then -- for the moonlight washed down on her, filtered into quiet silver by the splendid canopy of moonlit leaves overhead, and it brought out the glow of her dress, the brown of her eyes, the precise yet gentle cut of her face -- danced across the red of her hair in a way that made one unable to look for her faults - which there definitely were, though the scene then had little, if any, place for them -- in a way that made one want to touch her to see if she was real, or a doll or a dream.

Breathtaking description! I love how you show that she does have flaws but that the picture is altogether so pretty that it is impossible for one to dawdle on them. I hate Mary-Sues and I'm glad to see you say that Ginny does have little flaws appearance-wise. I also love the way that despite that declaration you've given us a perfect picture of how lovely she must look.

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It was the moment Lord Rostov saw her.

Bless my heart! The man is a goner!!

Love,
~~Jay~~

I did.

Because she doesn't have raven hair.
:]

That was the aim. Plastic is a metaphor of 'flaw,' for me. But then, how I use it also depends upon the situation.

LOLOLOL! Bellatrix. Even though she's actually one of the characters that I like. Still. *poketh her* xD

I don't take well to Mary Sue-ism, either. That said, I would say Mary Sues CAN exist in real life, and can be brilliantly used in literature, too [and not just for the sake of humour, or making a point.] It basically depends upon the writer, how or he or she works with the character. You can write a Mary Sue or Gary Stu, and still make them sound human.

In what sense? =p

Yes, but the fact that plastic has certain qualities allows it to be a metaphor for perfect perfection, too. The un-flawed kind, I mean. :]

Hehe. It might be so. :whistle:

Thank you, and I'll try to update, as soon as possible.

*clings*

Might? I think Lord Rostov is definitely smitten! For now at least. Can't say how it will shape up. He may be an evil character for all we know. :xd: :xd: :xd:

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Thank you, and I'll try to update, as soon as possible.

I'll be waiting!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Well, it could go a lot of ways from here. It could be love, or a very temporary sort of attraction or, in fact, none. He only saw her, I never said he fell for her. Hehehe. *evil* xD

... and yes. We still have to see what kind of person he is.

:shifty: :whistle:

Since I've fixed ze desktop [thank GOD!], I'll update today, or tomorrow. Hopefully, I can today. <3

One can never tell. :shifty: :whistle:

xD

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I can try. LOL. xD

good atlast i caught up...nice nice...to read your post after so long...Lord Rustov...nice name...waiting for more...Maxie...:)