#blame fairsquare16

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harry: *cooking pasta and turning it into a burnt lump*

harry: this is sadder than when i talked to my parents right before i died

ginny:

ginny: exCUSE ME?

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blame @fairsquare16 and @heartstopping-waves !!!!!!!!!!!

@foreverginevra I just saw that you added Falling AND Bigger Than The Whole Sky to the playlist…

AND I AM NOT TEARING UP BECAUSE OF THIS

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Hey! Do you know when you will be posting? I am desperately waiting for the new chapter. If it is gonna be long can we have a sneak peak??

so i was told by @fairsquare16 that the next time someone asks about a update on the update i was allowed to blame her because we spent the entire day yesterday talking about an original fantasy romance story that i have absolutely no intention of continuing, let alone finishing, instead of actually writing and editing chapter 11.. so please feel free to go over to her ask box and torture her for our delay (i am 100% joking please be nice to cata)

in all honesty, i have rewritten the second half of chap 11 at least four times and two days ago got so fed up with it that i deleted about 5k words (which looking back wasn't the best course of action but here we are) i have promised several people who can hold me accountable that this will be my last rewrite and for the sake of my own sanity i will not delete and rewrite any more scenes.

i actually have my doc opened right now and am working my way through it very slowly but we're working through it. i've honestly considered these past four weeks progress even though its been a nightmare, because it HAS gotten better with each rewrite its just frustrating for me that i have to rewrite in the first place.

ANYWAYS all of this is a really round about way of saying that i have no idea when i will post but that i hope it will be soon.

i do have a fun (mild spoiler) sneak peak if you are interested? i'll put it under the cut because of said spoilers

“Merlin’s fucking beard,” Ron muttered, straightening to his full height and pulling Harry’s attention to the door. Padma rounded the corner accompanied by a person he hadn’t seen in nearly five and half years. “No,” Ron growled, extending a protective arm over the top of Harry’s chest. “Absolutely not.” “Funnily enough,” Pansy Parkinson replied, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t recall needing your permission.” Ron rounded on Padma. “Are you mad?” Padma sighed like she’d been expecting this. “Pansy consults on an as-needed basis-” “I don’t care,” Ron interrupted. “Find someone else.” “There is no one else-” “By all means, Weasley,” Parkinson deadpanned, moving to stand at the foot of the bed. “Keep arguing, but your friend here can’t live on oxygenation spells forever.” “Better that than whatever you’re going to do to him-” “Enough!” Padma bellowed, her russet cheeks flushed pink. “Ron, stand aside or get out of my exam room-”