Title: Doorways Author: lazy_neutrino Written for: delphipsmith Rating: PG-13 Length : 1100 words Character(s): House ghosts Warnings: None Author's Notes: Thanks to H. for the beta and a very merry Christmas to delphipsmith!
What a lovely, atmospheric piece! I love that it takes into account the House ghosts histories, and fleshes out (so to speak) the Fat Friar. His contemplations, and especially his private asides, are nicely in character and very amusing. Nicely done!
When I left this prompt I didn't have anything specific in mind, just something that would explore the unique meaning that this time of year has for the Hogwarts ghosts. And your story has delivered, above and beyond my hopes! I love the way you've worked in their individual histories, the idea that the ghosts have this brief time each year when they can touch and taste, the idea that each of them has a choice about going or staying (I'm big on people's choices mattering!). The Friar's prayers are so heartfelt, so human ("damned if I’m spending eternity with Pansy Parkinson. Oh dear. Ten Hail Marys, I think, for the word and the uncharitable sentiment behind it..."), and his musings capture the delicate balance between staying and going so beautifully:
What was I thinking, he mused, so many years ago? Why was I so scared?
What was I holding on to?
...
And yet -
If I pass on, who will care for them?
*snif* *snif*
A beautiful holiday gift, Mystery Author -- thank you a thousand times!
This is completely lovely! I so admire the depth you've given the Friar here, in such a short space. It got me sniffly and a little tearful, all his hope and love and genuine piety but also very human feelings and attachments. A really beautiful story - thank you. <3
I ADORE your characterization of the Fat Friar and the backstory you've given all of the ghosts. This had funny moments and sad moments, and overall was absolutely delightful! Thank you for such a wonderful story! :)
Loved this! More and more, he thought, Heaven was starting to resemble a corduroy sofa. Yes, I'd imagine that even living a ghost's life that sentiments would grow and it would be increasingly difficult to leave it behind; although, I'd never thought of it from that perspective before I read this. I adored your focus on the Friar's piety... all those thoughts created a fantastic characterization. Really well done, MA.
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What was I thinking, he mused, so many years ago? Why was I so scared?
What was I holding on to?
...
And yet -
If I pass on, who will care for them?
*snif* *snif*
A beautiful holiday gift, Mystery Author -- thank you a thousand times!
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