Dalton, you eloquent bastard.
If I ever become a politician, or am in a career where I have to make speeches, you're writing all of them.
You will be paid lots of money.
The Ron/Hermione Wedding story was brilliant. :)
Thank you. I’m actually really proud of my Ron/Hermione story. I’m usually a little bit self-conscious about them, but this one I’m proud of. I love writing fanfiction so much, lol.
Nice touch on the feather as a wedding gift. ;)
YOUR WORK IS AWESOMMMMMMEEEE!
The feather is sort of what started off the entire story. Thank you! I really appreciate it. I’m probably going to work on Harry and Ginny’s wedding next, but that one is going to be a bit more emotional, lol.
oh my gosh....everything you write has made me cry...
You're such a talented writer and I'm so glad I'm following you.
*Just as a side note, I had a mini heart attack when I saw that you followed me back! :D
Thank you so much! Yeah, I really enjoy your blog. I’m glad I’m following you too!
I loved your “Ron & Hermione’s Wedding” Post :3 <3
It literally brought me to tears, you are an amazing writer. I hope you take that gift of writing that was given and take it into a professorial career for yourself. Do not stop writing please or ever in that fact, I cannot wait to read what more you have to come in the mere future.
Thank you so much. I really appreciate that. I’d love to make a profession out of writing.
"Get out the kitchen Ron! We’re not going to have enough pies left for the guests if you keep eating them!" Molly Weasley was stirring a giant vat of whipped cream as she chased her youngest son from the kitchen.
Before he left the room, Ron looked to his mom and said, “I’m kind of nervous.”
Molly put down the bowl and walked to her son, clasping both hands gently on his face. “It’s normal to be nervous. I was nervous when your father and I got married. It’s just normal.”
"Plus, by the sight of you and Hermione snogging every minute of every day, I hardly reckon their should be any doubts." George appeared from the living room and clasped Ron’s back. "Look at your tie, brother. Am I the only one in this family with taste."
As George straightened and smoothed down Ron’s tie, Arthur Weasley walked into the room carrying a large wrapped gift. “The Delacours are here. I got their gift. We better take our places.”
Does anyone else think about eternity? It’s such a strange thing. It’s like, when we die, we’ll either be dead or in heaven for eternity. It’s like omg eternal. ETERNITY. NEVER ENDING. NEVER STOPPING. ETERNITY.