"You Say You Want a Revolution (We All Want to Change the World)" [Amelia Bones, Alastor Moody]

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Author: Anonymous
Prompt/Prompt Author: I'd love to see a detective story with those two. Good cop/bad cop, cop who hasn't got her private life sorted out/cop who hasn't got a private life to sort out, cop/intrepid private investigator who answers to nobody ... I think there are great possibilities for friendship dynamics between those two. / tetleythesecond

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[friendshipmods]

Dear Mystery Author,

This is a prompt claiming fest, not a gift exchange, as we all know. Still, it would be reasonable to expect that the prompt author leaves a comment.

Don't think tetleythesecond doesn't do that or doesn't like it. It'll be a bit before you hear from her because she's on vacation without internet.

[anne_arthur]

Great cop story - Amelia Bones is an excellent addition to the twice-as-good-as-the-men, married-to-the-job female detective. Plus you have written a Voldemort I could imagine people following, and have given Arabella Figg a life, which I rather like!

[liliths_requiem]

Arabella Figg is one of my favorite characters, and her life fascinates me. I'm really glad you enjoyed this, and you didn't find it boring even though you picked up on the cliche.

Thanks!

[anne_arthur]

Well, I suppose that it is a cliche, but it is one I have been thoroughly enjoying in various French/Danish/Swedish versions over the last few years - I certainly did not mean to suggest that I found Amelia less original (or less interesting) than Sarah Lund, say, or Laure Berthaud! And I would imagine that there is quite a bit of truth in it.

And it was so nice to read a Voldemort I could actually believe in.

[delphipsmith]

“Voldemort,” her boss says, lighting the cigarette.

Amelia blinks twice, “Is that French?”

“I have no fookin clue,” he admits, breathing deeply, “I ain’t never heard of the son of a bitch. Apparently he’s big though.”

You have no idea.

I don't think I've ever encountered a fic that covers this particular piece of history -- the first rumblings of Voldemort's war -- before, and I really enjoyed your take on it. It was riveting, but also melancholy, since we know what's coming and they don't. I also enjoyed the glimpses of Pureblood high society life : etiquette coaches, the "Sacred Twenty-Eight," Amelia's ability to recite pretty much all of British Wizarding genealogy from memory, the Coming Out balls, even different forms of bowing!

[liliths_requiem]

When I got the prompt I knew I finally had the push to delve into the beginning. I'm glad you enjoyed the little pieces of etiquette. I'm huge on Edwardian England, and figured I'd work some of the similarities into the plot.

Thank you!

[lash_larue]

A wonderful story.

I have no doubt that it happened just that way. Brilliant Amelia and Pomona, and the rest.

Stellar!
L

[liliths_requiem]

Thank you :)

Amelia/Pomona may just become my new favorite ship.

[therealsnape]

What a great idea to set this at the very beginning of Voldemort's rise. Alastor is spot-on with his “I have no fookin clue,” he admits, breathing deeply, “I ain’t never heard of the son of a bitch. Apparently he’s big though.”

And the easy banter among the team, and the way they supplement each other almost without words is very believable. Remarks like “So Podmore’s too pretty and Rufus is too dumb,” and the comments on Amelia in her old dress robes. Robards needs to brush up on his topography, though. Wiggleswade is right, since Australia is, in fact, the smallest continent. Better a big arse than a smart-arse

[liliths_requiem]

Robards and I both need a geography lesson.

I loved writing the banter and the interactions in this fic. I really see Amelia as one of the guys, and I wanted to capture it. Also, Moody is so hard to write, so thank you for you praise.

I agree, Amelia's a bit of an arse when it comes to women. Still, I have hope Pomona will say yes, when Amelia proposes.