Chapter 15 of 30 Days of You & Me is in the queue!
I don’t think I saved all of them, but I’ll give you who I saved:
Fred - Joey Richter
James - Darren Criss
Annie - Nastassia Lindes
Roxanne - Shanina Shaik
Ryan - Carla Ossa
Andrew - Mikus LAsmanis
Zonko - Volodya Averianov
George - Alan Tudyk
Ollie - Nina Agdal
Angelina - Angelina Jourdan
Janice :) Yes, a name highly popular in the 1940s and a lot of people’s grandma’s name. And spelled like “Janis” to most Starbucks baristas.
And chapter 9 of Decoding the Tutshill Tornados is OUTTTTT!
Chapter 16 of Hormones is in the queue!
Hormones came about from several different factors. Firstly, I noticed that from a couple pregnancy stories that the pregnancy seemed to be a little too convenient and only messing up some things. Being in my 20s, I know quite a few people who have had kids and the complications and the great moments it provides. I wanted to showcase them more than just making an angsty back and forth that a lot of fics have. And those work super great for some people, but just don’t happen to be my cup of tea.
I did a quick search and saw that very few (I didn’t find any in my minute search) were told from a male POV. If you’ve read my work before, you know I love a male protagonist. I love writing James in Breaking the Quidditch Code and I knew since I was going to do a Rose / Scorpius story that I wanted to have another male lead.
Besides, it’s not done very often.
I’ve been drawn to Freddie ever since I wrote him as a secondary in BTQC and I always thought he needed more attention and depth than people generally give him. I know James in BTQC has a tough time with his father, which made me consider the deep relationship George and Freddie have. Fred in the HP series was my favorite character behind Ron, so I also really wanted to write the dynamic in the second generation. After 30 Days is over I’ll probably venture out to an Albus/OC, but I knew I needed to write Freddie.
I understood that when I put Hormones out there, it wasn’t going to get the reaction that BTQC and 30 Days got. It’s darker and while it still has a ton of humor, it has a lot of angst too. Hell, we’re dealing with teen pregnancy, a half-broken family, and school. It’s messy. I knew I wouldn’t get that OMG reaction, but I’ve been so thrilled at the amount of people who have shown their support for a story very off the beaten path!
Chapter 13 of “30 Days of You & Me” is in the queue!
….and there is a tea party involved.
While Avery did her best to explain our situation to Amy, Fred dragged me into his bedroom. I didn’t sit on the bed. He closed the door with a tight snap and rounded on me like I was TomCat and he was me.
“How could you not knock?” he said.
I blinked. “Because I’ve never knocked in our dormitory or at your house or here?” I guessed.
Fred paused. “Okay. Fine. But still. Do you even understand what was happening?”
“I may be a virgin but I’m not daft,” I muttered. My ears were red again. Could I re-do today and just not come home at all and stay out on the gravel road snogging Avery? Because I would like that.
“We almost shagged!” Fred cried, throwing his arms into the air. Calm down, buddy. “I haven’t shagged a girl since batshit crazy Abigail. Do you even…?”
I held up a finger. “Please don’t finish that sentence.”
Fred fell onto the bed and sprawled out. “She told me she loved me,” he said. “In response to me telling her I love her.” He draped an arm over his eyes, face all sorts of red. I was happy to see his hair was all over the place looking not-so-soft.
“So you love each other.” I swallowed hard.
“Yeah. We do. We love each other.”
“What’re you going to do when she goes back to Hogwarts?” I asked. Seemed obvious.
“Keep loving each other?”
It was a question.
So, I’ve read BTQC and Hormones, but just haven’t gotten around to reviewing them, so I figured I’d start here.
Oh. My. God.
This is just simply amazing, fantastic, beautiful, gorgeous, awe inspiring, and so many other words I can’t think of right now. I’ve been searching FOREVER for a decent post war George/Angelina fic (I feel obligated to tell you that my iPad just tried to autocorrect that to ‘fix’ and I died with how accurate that was) and I have finally found one that goes over the top! This is just so perfect and I can legitimately see this happening!!! It’s perfect in every single way. Gah, this is just too freaking perfect!!! You are one of my favorite authors on here (does that even make sense?) and I love all your stories!!!
Ok, I’m going to stop now before I embarrass myself any further :)
30 Days of You & Me chapter 12 is in the queue!
Now, time to drool over Scorpius. Excessively.
My name is Georgiana Wood.
My father is Oliver Wood. Yes, the Puddlemere Keeper. You’ve heard of him or you’ve seen past issues of Quidditch Weekly with his half-naked torso covering the front. Not awkward at all.
My mother is Jane Wood. She’s a freelance journalist who writes for all sorts of Quidditch magazines and sporting newspapers. She knows the sport better than Dad. And it was from her that I got my patience and unwavering stubbornness. Thanks, Mum.
I have a younger sister called Aurelia who only want something to do with me when I’m spending time with my mates. She’s gone through humiliating crushes on most of my guy friends, going so far as to sit by me in the Great Hall and tell them stories about my childhood. These include bed-wetting and falling-off-broom stories.
My mates call me Gee. My professors call me Georgiana. My family calls me whatever they can figure out in the moment. Usually for Dad that means “Georelia.”
Why am I going through all this nonsense?
Because you need to know. Everyone knows my parents’ story. It was all over the papers. How they met. How they got together. How they fell in love and got married and blah blah blah.
But no one knows my story.