nooo...
distressing, is the best word for it... Poor Draco!! He can plot and scheme all he likes... that wasn't fair. Surely the other clan members realise that they are jeopardizing their own futures too?

oh dear... what's he planning?
I know it's stupid to be asking questions about a finished story, but I think it's important to be... questioning... yes... vair good chapter ;)

chess analagies... not looking good...

what an arse... (Gerald) umm, I've realised that my reviews have been slightly on the ranting side of the fence (and about a fictional character, no less)... *other* than the pompous loon, fabby chapter ;) now what could they *possibly want to talk about?...

aaw, poor old Gerald. But I hope you've got rid of him. He sounds like a bit of a prat. More second-hand book shopping by Draco, perhaps?

I'm planning to read all of this, but I had to tell you how much I like the bit about the blood vow and Draco hearing it!

"Such a small price, really, for a social revolution."

I adored this line.

I must admit, I am rather impressed that you have woven so many intricate concepts and themes together so seamlessly.

Once upon a time, he was drowning in euphoria, his life pleasant and irenic and perfectly wonderful, but now the lines between good and evil are stilted. Uncertainty is key. Walls are melting away, and everything merges and blends until he can’t tell right from wrong. What he once was so sure of, what once was foolproof and perfect and so dependable, crumbles beneath his feet, and he’s falling, falling hard and fast, and it hurts, oh, how it hurts. He doesn’t understand—white and black are merely shades of grey now, and the infallible tumbles from its pedestal.

They mangled, and tore, and wounded the Covenant. They sought to destroy all he lived for.

It’s so drafty lying there and he feels hopeless as something unnamable whirls and twirls before him—there is no quick wit, no brevity, no clairvoyance to tantalize his spirit or anyone else’s and he looks towards his heroes, terrified.

And so he dances, dances around the answers until his feet burn off his legs and the fervor in his veins stills. The world a blur, he twirls and twirls and watches as their colorful solutions take him in their arms. Shades of gold and silver and magnificent royal red, they whisper into his ear, and so he falls into them, into Ginny, destined to be their guardian.

Although you were inspired by a variety of books, you've pulled off this plot without a hitch. The whole thing is beautiful and candid and simply sweeps me off my feet.

Your writing style is unique-- there were lines I was simply blown away by-- the aforementioned being one of them.

His murky sobs tell twisting tales within themselves; he speaks volumes of fantasy and loneliness, of experimentation and change. Draco’s voice is honest and jagged; it’s realistic. He is the polar side of ordinary, of all things sane and sensible.

You write some of the most delightful fiction I've read in years.

(I am simply enamored with such heavy, foreboding plot twists.)

This is beyond words, but I will try to describe it as best I can.

When I read something so poignant and captivating and utterly thrilling, it delights me beyond belief. I thrive on writing like yours; it is the sort of thing that nourishes the soul.

Also, I love how your writing evolved throughout the story. At the beginning, I must admit, I was skeptical about reading this, simply because I assumed it would be another “Ginny’s-gross-but-now-she’s-hot” type thing.

I’m so pleased it wasn’t.

Oh, I just love the intricate little details that define the High Clan. It makes me wish I were a Malfoy; aristocratic and charming, dangerously reasonable, with features that scream perfection.

You, my dear, have won my heart.
Bravo.

I'm speechless. This fanfiction has all the wonderful goodness of my favorite science fiction novels. Plus it has all my utter love for being Harry Potter fanfiction. I hesitate to even call it fanfiction, because this is so much more than that. It easily stands on it's own two feet.

In fact, if it wasn't a fanfiction I could see this as a published novel, and a published novel I would own.

this fic of yours is soooo cool!!!! freaky... but cool!!! gave me the goosebumps, realy... but, omg! this thing is so cool!!! i swear, i don't think i'll ever forget this story!!! the way it was written, the plot, the characters... unbelievably brilliant! this story would probably be one of my most favourite stories of all time!!!! :D i salute your work! :D

Wow, I'm greatly sadened that this fic. seems to be over already. It was fabulous. Oh, and you seem to have just a very few Virginia's left, like two, incase you were wondering, I almost didn't notice them though. Anyway, a faboulous fic. and I will now have to read anything else you have written. :D

I love this story. It's a favorite.

I am crazy about this story! You write very well and concoct a delicious tale.

Oooooh... I love it!