It was a strange and pretty story.

Hi, I am just rereading your HP-stories... and I have not left a review on this site yet; so here i go: my favourite line /He sounds so calm; speaking words so carefully considered, in a tone so measured and so perfect for politics, she would always tease/ - you are really great with Kingsley!

/...her argument was so persuasive that toward the end he stopped talking back, instead sitting still and silent as marble, watching her with an indecipherable expression upon his face.../ - I con so imagine that!

Beautiful. Lovely. Wonderful. Painful. Soothing. Sweet. Bittersweet.

"the purest truth in her ears, the resonant tone of his beautiful, undoing voice travelling through her very skin to soothe every wounded place within her." - Perfect.

Absolutely, heart-wrenchingly beautiful. I loved this. I've never thought about McGonagall and Kingsley together, but you've made it work, and beautifully.

You bring a very human quality to this character that makes the reader feel her pain. You literally dragged me into this piece. It was beautiful.

Thanks for sharing.