First, thank you all so much for the caring and support. It really meant a lot to me, and I appreciate it more than I can say.
Second, thanks for being so patient re: the long-overdue fic.
That said, here's day thirty.
May 30, 1976:
"Firewhiskey," James says expansively, "is better than anything ever." They've sealed the rest of their House in the
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i'm going to miss this series! but if it means we'll (maybe) get more DWYS, then i'm not going to be so sad to see it end.
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And yeah, DWYS is coming. It's starting to coalesce in my brain.
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Only one more? :(
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Glad you enjoyed them!
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I dunno, i have this *thing* for really fluffy backstory that in the canon turns into something unbelievably tragic. masochistic of me, perhaps. oh, my poor heartstrings ;~;
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Just when I was thinking about indulging myself in some alcohol to forget the "drowned rat" feeling from the severe weather that hit . . . I read this! Awesome - those Marauders, even drunk, are truly fantastic - and your writing as great as ever!
Now . . . *glares menacingly* . . . . *growls slightly* . . . DWYS???? Come on! Pour out the tragedy in SOMETHING! (There. I haven't caused any physical damage, so Amanda can't come after me, but I have badgered . . . )
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