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crack_van2008-04-20 06:09 pm
Finding Himself, by Minisinoo. (R - NC-17)
Pairing: Cedric/Hermione
Length: about 320,000 words
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minisinooAuthor Website: http://www.themedicinewheel.net/
Why this must be read:
This story takes a tiny fact - what if Cedric had survived - and spins it from there.
minisinoo takes lesser known characters (and OCs, but don't let that scare you!) and gives them a rich and rounded personality. I enjoyed so much the look into the house Hufflepuff of which we don't get much to know about in canon. This version made it into my personal canon. It's rich and detailed and realistic.The plot keeps close with canon, as far as it can of course, but seeing things from another perspective gives everything an interesting twist.
There's a sequel - "Dulce et decorum est" - that is still a wip. You can find it via the author page.
"Harry!"
To say he was terrified as hedge roots wrapped him up and tried to drag him under would have been a vast understatement. He could feel hard plant-fingers clutching at him, twining around his arms and legs as he fought. "Harry!"
Panting now and trying not to whimper, he shouted again, "Harry!" It came out increasingly desperate with each cry. He sounded more like seven than seventeen, and was humiliated.
He'd been scared before during the tournament -- piss-his-underpants scared -- but able to think still. He was a good planner, and could keep his head under pressure, or at least, under certain kinds of pressure. In a real crisis, it all went south, and he should never have entered this tournament. It wasn't a chess match or a debate. He might have liked to say that he'd bowed to the wishes of his father and housemates, but was too honest. It hadn't even been the lure of eternal glory. In truth, the attention embarrassed him a bit.
He'd entered to prove something to himself -- to defeat his own fear, overcome his tendency fly apart when it mattered. He'd entered because he'd had an easy life -- and felt guilty for it. He'd entered because he was tired of the sidelong glances when he said his house was Hufflepuff. He'd entered because he'd been called "Pretty boy Diggory" once too often. He wanted to earn something for himself, not have it handed to him because of his parents' love (much as he realized his good fortune to have it), or because of his pretty face, or even because he was clever. He wanted to earn something by sheer guts. That was why he'd become a Quidditch Seeker, although really too tall for the position. And it was why he'd let the rest of his House talk him into putting his name in that blasted cup.
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And yes, I love her writing even though I only read her Harry Potter stories.
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