3450: Freasian Mantal - Harry Potter, Evangelina
Don't forget about Tropes Sue Week either. I'm looking for help finding entries for said week. I'm also looking for some feedback on this.
TITLE: Freasian Mantal
PERPETRATOR: Jackie-B-123
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: Their avatar is an elf with a mini dragon in her hands. I'm guessing the picture is a charcoal sketch.
SUMMARY:”Harry Potter is desolate. Abandoned by his friends and those he thought of as family, he's once again been left at the Dursley's house for the summer. Though on his birthday he comes into a strange inheritance, and things suddenly begin to make sense! Slash, Threesome/moresome, Yaoi, don't like don't read”
FULL NAME: Harry, Evangelina
SPECIES: See abilities...
HAIR: n/a
EYES: n/a
MARKINGS: Harry has horns, and white wings.
POSSESSIONS: Harry has the title of “Freasian Mantal Master”. He also owns an ancestral home. He has a letter about finding his mate from one of his parents, and at that point I had enough.
CONNECTION TO CANON: The first chapter is Harry having major suicidal angst about his life until he goes through a creature change. In the morning he hides the changes from Petunia before going to the bathroom. Chapter two is pretty much detailing how easy things are for Harry despite the changes. Dobby shows up and tells Harry what he needs to know. He then meets with an “ancestress”,
ORIGIN: We have another story where the writer turns Harry suicidal, blames everything on Dumbledore and most if not all of the Weasleys, and also turns the Dursley family into a “different kind of abusive family”.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Harry is able to put up a glamor over himself to hide the change. “"Freasian Mantal Master Harry Potter sir. Yous is one. They is highly magical, mythical beings. They only help and heal. They is better at House Elf things than a House Elf is. Small House Elfs is told that if they don't do their best each and every day at everything they do then the Freasian Mantal be coming to teach them how to do it better."” Says his “ancestress” Evangelina, “We shall start teaching you all that we can immediately. For soon you will start calling your dominants to you, and well. I'm sure you can guess what will happen after that.” Translation: an excuse for the writer to make a particular character fuck everybody they want, and a poor one at that.
NOTES: The writer also says this on their profile. “Most of what i will write will be lemon, Slash, Smut, Yaoi, and generally Rated NC-17 to MA. […] So I didn't exactly post the next chapter for Freasian Mantal. Or the Ed Sheeran fic.” The latter rule breaking story is actually gone, but instead I found quite a few song fics. Another thought popped into my head as I read the story. If Harry was female people would be screaming how wrong the scenario is, but when the character is male it seems to suddenly become all right. This is a double standard.
I'm not sure if this is part of the fic as I don't want to believe another writer pulled this stunt, but according to one of the reviewers, “Woohoo, now Harry is completely gone and Dumbledore nor the Ministry will not be able to control him anymore since he should be emancipated due to going through his inheritance.” This is why I like the new tag.
SAMPLE:
He was so tired of losing his loved ones, and of everyone expecting him to defeat the Dark Lord, even if he had successfully killed Voldemort because of Sirius' death. Not to mention Ron, one of his first ever friends, had turned his back on him once again. Just like in Fourth year during the Triwizard Tournament.
Hermione was stuck in the middle. She loved Harry like a brother, but she loved, or at least liked Ron, as more than that.
Harry didn't hold this indecision against her. In fact he didn't expect anyone to really side with him. At this point he simply wanted the pain to end.
Unfortunately for him, if he tried to kill himself, Dumbledore would know. For he had set up several new wards around Number Four, to prevent Harry from running away or offing himself. Harry couldn't leave the land that Number Four sat upon without being dragged back within the wards instantly, and in a very violent and painful manner.
The 'Savior' of the wizarding world didn't look much like a savior at all. In fact he was a thin, waif-like boy. His huge, expressive, and normally bright, emerald green eyes were a dull, lifeless green staring out the window sightlessly. There were several bruises on his face along with some old scars. His entire body was covered with bruises and scars, both old and new. All from his Uncle Vernon and Duddly. Aunt Petunia never raised a hand to him, but then again, Uncle Vernon beat her as well.
No one outside of the house could tell that the 'happy family' within was anything but happy. Harry had once upon a time tried to tell the Weasley's, but Mrs. Weasley had said that it simply couldn't be true. The only two who really believed it was bad were Fred and George, but when they had tried to tell her it was the truth she had told them to stop lying and to go de-gnome the garden.
From Chapter Two...
He had horns.
Why did he have horns?
He went to stand, and as soon as he made it to his feet he felt a draft on his back. He reached an arm over and touched what felt like feathers. He looked over his shoulder and saw what looked like white wings.
At this point Harry was just amazed. He had become even more freakish. He quickly put up a glamour, when he heard someone unlocking all of the locks on his door.
"Harry?" whispered his Aunt's voice through the crack in the door. "How is your burn?"
Harry dropped his glamour and looked down at his arm. There wasn't a burn there. His magic transformation into whatever he was must have fixed him. He had no bruises, and no scars. There wasn't anything wrong with him physically. At all. His first thought was that his Uncle couldn't see him at all. His second was that this made him an even bigger freak.
"Harry?" whispered his Aunt's frightened voice once more.
"I need to use the loo Aunt Petunia." Harry said just as quietly.
"Alright. But please be quick. No one is up yet, but I don't want you to get into any trouble." She said quietly. As she slowly opened the door, Harry threw the glamour back up and walked quickly past her.
Once he was safely in the bathroom, he dropped the glamour. He stared at himself in amazement.
He had two medium sized, white horns on the top of his head, and a pair of small, white feathered wings sprouting from his back. His eyes were the emerald of the Avada Kedavra curse and they looked even more mesmerizing than they had before. He had a small, pert nose and high cheekbones. He had wider hips, and a smaller waist than he had yesterday. In addition he had no physical imperfections, and his ears were pointed. His hair was much longer and thicker too.
What was he now? Besides more of a freak. He shook his head and looked at the shower. How could he take a shower with his wings out? He thought about them disappearing, and felt them start to retract into his back. It was painful. He ran a hand over his head and thought about his horns disappearing. Then he clutched his head in agony as they retracted back into his head as well.
TITLE: Freasian Mantal
PERPETRATOR: Jackie-B-123
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: Their avatar is an elf with a mini dragon in her hands. I'm guessing the picture is a charcoal sketch.
SUMMARY:”Harry Potter is desolate. Abandoned by his friends and those he thought of as family, he's once again been left at the Dursley's house for the summer. Though on his birthday he comes into a strange inheritance, and things suddenly begin to make sense! Slash, Threesome/moresome, Yaoi, don't like don't read”
FULL NAME: Harry, Evangelina
SPECIES: See abilities...
HAIR: n/a
EYES: n/a
MARKINGS: Harry has horns, and white wings.
POSSESSIONS: Harry has the title of “Freasian Mantal Master”. He also owns an ancestral home. He has a letter about finding his mate from one of his parents, and at that point I had enough.
CONNECTION TO CANON: The first chapter is Harry having major suicidal angst about his life until he goes through a creature change. In the morning he hides the changes from Petunia before going to the bathroom. Chapter two is pretty much detailing how easy things are for Harry despite the changes. Dobby shows up and tells Harry what he needs to know. He then meets with an “ancestress”,
ORIGIN: We have another story where the writer turns Harry suicidal, blames everything on Dumbledore and most if not all of the Weasleys, and also turns the Dursley family into a “different kind of abusive family”.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Harry is able to put up a glamor over himself to hide the change. “"Freasian Mantal Master Harry Potter sir. Yous is one. They is highly magical, mythical beings. They only help and heal. They is better at House Elf things than a House Elf is. Small House Elfs is told that if they don't do their best each and every day at everything they do then the Freasian Mantal be coming to teach them how to do it better."” Says his “ancestress” Evangelina, “We shall start teaching you all that we can immediately. For soon you will start calling your dominants to you, and well. I'm sure you can guess what will happen after that.” Translation: an excuse for the writer to make a particular character fuck everybody they want, and a poor one at that.
NOTES: The writer also says this on their profile. “Most of what i will write will be lemon, Slash, Smut, Yaoi, and generally Rated NC-17 to MA. […] So I didn't exactly post the next chapter for Freasian Mantal. Or the Ed Sheeran fic.” The latter rule breaking story is actually gone, but instead I found quite a few song fics. Another thought popped into my head as I read the story. If Harry was female people would be screaming how wrong the scenario is, but when the character is male it seems to suddenly become all right. This is a double standard.
I'm not sure if this is part of the fic as I don't want to believe another writer pulled this stunt, but according to one of the reviewers, “Woohoo, now Harry is completely gone and Dumbledore nor the Ministry will not be able to control him anymore since he should be emancipated due to going through his inheritance.” This is why I like the new tag.
SAMPLE:
He was so tired of losing his loved ones, and of everyone expecting him to defeat the Dark Lord, even if he had successfully killed Voldemort because of Sirius' death. Not to mention Ron, one of his first ever friends, had turned his back on him once again. Just like in Fourth year during the Triwizard Tournament.
Hermione was stuck in the middle. She loved Harry like a brother, but she loved, or at least liked Ron, as more than that.
Harry didn't hold this indecision against her. In fact he didn't expect anyone to really side with him. At this point he simply wanted the pain to end.
Unfortunately for him, if he tried to kill himself, Dumbledore would know. For he had set up several new wards around Number Four, to prevent Harry from running away or offing himself. Harry couldn't leave the land that Number Four sat upon without being dragged back within the wards instantly, and in a very violent and painful manner.
The 'Savior' of the wizarding world didn't look much like a savior at all. In fact he was a thin, waif-like boy. His huge, expressive, and normally bright, emerald green eyes were a dull, lifeless green staring out the window sightlessly. There were several bruises on his face along with some old scars. His entire body was covered with bruises and scars, both old and new. All from his Uncle Vernon and Duddly. Aunt Petunia never raised a hand to him, but then again, Uncle Vernon beat her as well.
No one outside of the house could tell that the 'happy family' within was anything but happy. Harry had once upon a time tried to tell the Weasley's, but Mrs. Weasley had said that it simply couldn't be true. The only two who really believed it was bad were Fred and George, but when they had tried to tell her it was the truth she had told them to stop lying and to go de-gnome the garden.
From Chapter Two...
He had horns.
Why did he have horns?
He went to stand, and as soon as he made it to his feet he felt a draft on his back. He reached an arm over and touched what felt like feathers. He looked over his shoulder and saw what looked like white wings.
At this point Harry was just amazed. He had become even more freakish. He quickly put up a glamour, when he heard someone unlocking all of the locks on his door.
"Harry?" whispered his Aunt's voice through the crack in the door. "How is your burn?"
Harry dropped his glamour and looked down at his arm. There wasn't a burn there. His magic transformation into whatever he was must have fixed him. He had no bruises, and no scars. There wasn't anything wrong with him physically. At all. His first thought was that his Uncle couldn't see him at all. His second was that this made him an even bigger freak.
"Harry?" whispered his Aunt's frightened voice once more.
"I need to use the loo Aunt Petunia." Harry said just as quietly.
"Alright. But please be quick. No one is up yet, but I don't want you to get into any trouble." She said quietly. As she slowly opened the door, Harry threw the glamour back up and walked quickly past her.
Once he was safely in the bathroom, he dropped the glamour. He stared at himself in amazement.
He had two medium sized, white horns on the top of his head, and a pair of small, white feathered wings sprouting from his back. His eyes were the emerald of the Avada Kedavra curse and they looked even more mesmerizing than they had before. He had a small, pert nose and high cheekbones. He had wider hips, and a smaller waist than he had yesterday. In addition he had no physical imperfections, and his ears were pointed. His hair was much longer and thicker too.
What was he now? Besides more of a freak. He shook his head and looked at the shower. How could he take a shower with his wings out? He thought about them disappearing, and felt them start to retract into his back. It was painful. He ran a hand over his head and thought about his horns disappearing. Then he clutched his head in agony as they retracted back into his head as well.