Hey, Sophie! Rose from Review Tag ;) Anyway, onto the real review...

HIHIHRIHRJBREFJBRH! Oh my gosh, you made me cry! This is so, so, so sad and this really deserves a sequel! You have to continue this! It's a dark and sad fic, and while I was expecting the ending, it was also really surprising. I can't believe it, this is so good. I can't even get over that fact ;)

Here are my comments. This really shows that some small, insignificant things that you say/do affect another person. If everyone really thought back, it was all because of Victoire's Veela grandmother. And all because she had called her plump! I think things really started to get intense when Victoire started at Hogwarts, when people made fun of her and stuff. And then it all escalated into her being in the hospital! This was very, very, very amazing and I seriously loved the concept. Come on, we need a sequel!

As for some pointers, your SPaG and story flow was spot-on. Everything was awesome, awesome, awesome! I just have a few suggestions. Maybe you should work on the descriptiveness of the setting a little more? You mostly describe about her and stuff, but it would be nice if you described the scenery ;)

Of course, make a sequel. Seriously :)

Okay, I'm going to get read this again. Amazing job, once more! I can't get enough of this! Bye ;)

Wow. This story captures very well how small, insignificant things can lead to dangerous and life-threatening situations. You can almost see the build-up, and how she's deluded herself in thinking that she's fat because of the comments the people around her have made. And those people still don't know how it happened. It isn't their fault entirely, but you can see the impact it has on the Victoire you've characterized. Victoire's character of being overly sensitive and needing others' encouragement is the main driving force here; the people around her are giving out normal comments, but because of her character it affects her greatly. I especially love how you did that, the combining of Victoire's unique character here with everyday comments that we don't usually give much thought to.

And with that, Happy Birthday (however late this is...better late than never :P)!

~Lumosify

I don't know how I came across this fic, but here I am. And I'm glad I got to read this.

I like what you've done with Victoire. We have all these stories about how she's part-Veela and hence absolutely beautiful and breathtaking. But honestly, genetics doesn't work that way. Which is why I love your Victoire.

The issue covered is something that so many people go through. Hell, I'm not ashamed to say that I used to be the girl you've portrayed, once upon a time. And it's a very 'real' concern of mine that I'll go back to being that person who sees worms on a plate of noodles. Such is life, isn't it.

Great job.

I saw this and was so intrigued so I had to check it out.

I think you've depicted Victoire's state rather well. Her relationship with food and how this has been reinforced over the years was very well thought out. It really is all those little, thoughtless things that people say that end up sticking a lot of the time, and you captured this immensely well.

The part were you really showed how she manages to avoid eating, was incredibly well thought out and quite realistic in some cases I think. Really well done for that! Brownie points!

The scene in the hospital was just heartbreaking. :(

I liked how you kept it psychological, but I wish there was a bit more regarding her self-esteem and how that linked to her body-image. Aside from that, I thought you did a really good job with this! I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you for writing it!

I really like how you worked up to the last scene.

The way you showed it was a build-up of moments through time that lead to that place was a really nice show of how such a condition comes about.

The first scene had to be the most impactful, I think. It really can start that young and when you're told things like that by people who you love and believe in so fully, it can really affect you. I know Apolline was just trying to get what she wanted for second wedding, but there really is other, less hurtful ways to go about getting what you want with little kids. I don't know how many times I've worked in stores and had kids begging their parents for things and when the came to check out the parents would ask for it to be switched or put away instead of getting something they didn't want/need.

It's a little underhanded, but no one's ever too badly hurt in the aftermath.

The later scene with her friends at dinner where she talks about the tricks she's learned that have helped her how to get away with not eating were interesting and a little sad, because it really shows how far her illness has gone.

And the last one with her parents and grandparents all hovering around her bed crying for her was really sad and I felt awful for just everyone there.

Poor Victoire!
That made me cry!