Another funny thing about this timeline is that Malfoid goes to Hogwarts and somehow snags not only the Boy-who-lived but the hero of the Century and possibly the only student as rich as the her family.
You don't need to justify their marriage because it is already a 10/10
An addition to my previous Asterix post & for those who remember him!
I drew a small animation and doodled a couple more things. Plus, Obelix is here, too, since many of you wanted to see him in my style
Trust.
That's the word that comes to mind as I conclude Theft of Fire: Orbital Space by @Devon_Eriksen_.
We've all seen so many movies, shows, played games, and read stories about how even the most opposite of individuals find a means to trust one another. To forgo all of their petty rivalries, their need to be better than the other, their desire to still be the one who was right all along.
It makes great entertainment, especially in a two hour or less movie where we're waiting for that moment we've been screaming at the screen for. All the times where they came close and just didn't reach that point.
But...life isn't like that. In life we don't have those redemption arcs nor a rewriting of personality because of some traumatic event. Hell, people get near death experiences, swearing things will be different, but most often it only lasts for so long.
So how do you honestly find yourself able to trust someone that you've not only had the most horrendous first impression of? Someone who is more than just your opposite but represents near everything you don't like about the world. And then finally, how do you know that trust is real when you know it could just be built upon the need to work together and without that need, what happens next?
How do you even trust yourself when you know the absolute worst about the two of you, and a voice in your head is trying to rationalize if it's real or not?
For a little over a decade now I have more of less moved away from the need for constant action, adrenaline pumping thrills, and from both the media I consume but also create as well, I have found a real pull into stories that is built upon characters just having to interact with each other, even if that means just being stuck together. Not on a battlefield, or two opposites racing against the clock to catch a villain.
Just a few characters learning how to be around one another. Learn from each other and how they either collide against each other or mold together.
And Theft of Fire is a fantastic example of that. So many times I went from wanting to throw something at the characters, to wanting to hug them, to wanting to slap them upside their heads. Back and forth.
That's how well Devon Eriksen wrote them and their journey together across the stars. Hell, this one of the rarest times I've posted a review on something, that's how much I felt the need to express my point after finishing the first book. And I am pumped for the next!
Go check out this book guys! Especially all you Malfoid fans, because my god, is the female lead quite the little cute gremlin herself!
https://t.co/TiwLof0klL
"Finally. Your first step on THE PATH, Neville Pendragon."
"it's longbottom"
"Luna said you'd be in denial until your understood. Magnificent." Ron chuckled misogynisticly.
"Well, Mr. Weasley, I won't be docking Gryffindor any points for you trying to curse Miss Malfoy. I think those slugs coming out of your mouth are punishment enough. But we are going to have to get you a proper wand. Yours is clearly a safety hazard."
Competent Lockhart
Harry you must understand this fundamental truth about our nature as men. There is nothing we won't do or handle or grind away at if we can come home to spoon warm buns every night.
@PLeigh_Presents If a girl as actively texting me i would take the hint, but i don't believe it's a good example of things a girl would commonly do as a int
@nightowl_trades just reread it, it was a really great add, i'm really happy about your version of the story, it's very well tide together thematically, and also it has less "angst" and romance as some other, it's not a bad trade.
Can't wait for the rest !
Part 3. My brainstorming sessions on how to drop in a female replacement for Draco Malfoy seem to turning into a sort of character workshop.
But I'm having fun.
We've talked about "Malfoid"'s basic character, why she falls for Harry Potter, and reimagined her father and his relationship with her.
But we haven't touched on an important part of making this whole story work: why does Harry fall for her?
It's not enough to appeal to Japanese "tsun-dere" tropes. That's just the name of a story convention. It might say something about why people like the story, but it doesn't make the story make sense, according to its own internal logic.
For that, we need to do some actual thinking.
Well, where does he come from? He's the unwanted foster child of a family that sees him as an unchosen responsibility and nothing more.
So, for the first few years of his life, he is resented, ignored, and utterly unloved by anyone.
So what does this do to a boy?
Rowling has a little bit of trouble with this one, because she has some pretty advanced women-writing-men problems. Understandable, given her history.
But an ordinary little boy, who is written as an actual boy, gets angry. Resentful. That's what Rowling couldn't write, because to her, a good man is a non-threatening man.
Now, this would impact Harry's character and story in a lot of ways, but since we are looking specifically at why he falls in love with the Malfoid, we must look first at their initial encounter on the train.
What she says to him isn't an attack. From her worldview (discussed in the quoted article), she's trying to help him. He's an important person, but he's not familiar with her world, so he has fallen in with the wrong sort.
Come sit with us, instead.
Come sit with the cool kids and the pretty girl.
Now, on one level, this is exactly what an unloved boy raised in a closet wants. Acceptance. To be treated as important.
But on another level, this is his first Hero's Trial. The boy who was treated like dirt can have status and be somebody. All he has to do is inflict the same rejection and contempt he experienced on his new friends.
Of course, he passes this trial.
And Draecena, or Lyra, or whatever name we wanna call her, doesn't take it well. She's vain, and not used to hearing the word "no".
In reality, it's her fault. She could have sat down beside him. Or simply said, "come with me for a while, I'll introduce you around".
But she doesn't see it that way, and so she does say something nasty. At this point, they become rivals. They have hurt each other's pride.
For her, it is the pride of a haughty heiress, who not only things she is better than everyone else, but that she must be, because that's her responsibility in life.
For him, it is the pride of a boy with nothing, loved by no one, who will therefore not tolerate the slightest insult.
But the import thing to realize is that he doesn't hate her and want nothing to do with her. Oh, no. Not a bit of it.
She's the popular girl. The wealthy girl. The pretty girl. And everything about her, everything she has, everything that has been given to her in life, tells him that she is loved in ways that Harry was not.
All the time she is envying him because he doesn't have to fit in, he envies her because she has somewhere she belongs.
He doesn't want nothing to do with her. He wants what she has.
He desires her, abstractly at first, then more concretely when puberty hits, but boys without mothers who love them will not chase girls. Their wounded pride simply will not sustain it. They want girls to chase them.
He doesn't want to hurt her. He wants to humble her. To make her accept him on his terms, not hers. He doesn't want to orbit her universe and petition for acceptance. He wants her to come to him, to admit with her words and actions that he is not, in any way, beneath her.
What do we covet? That which we see every day and cannot have.
He wants her to yearn for him, the way he does for her.
And as circumstances, and her hidden desires, repeatedly throw them together, small hints come to light that her feelings for him might not be just contempt.
Harry misses all of them.
Why? Not because he's stupid. Not just so the plot can happen. Not because they're too subtle to see. For the reader, they're pretty obvious.
No, he misses them because of who he is and where he comes from.
He grew up without love. And some part of him will always fear that he is unlovable. Of course Draecina Malfoy hates him. The Dursleys hated him, didn't they?
And she keeps saying she doesn't like him at all.
It never occurs to him that she says it with increasingly shrill desperation. It never occurs to him that she says she wants to avoid him, but she always seems to be around.
And he has absolutely no idea why his scarves keep disappearing.
He won't take the hint. He won't pick up the dropped handkerchief. He won't chase her the way pretty girls expect to be chased. Because a boy who has never experienced a mother's love can never bear to risk rejection.
He nicknames her "Malfoid", and it sticks. And she would rather die than give the slightest hint of how hard she cries into her pillow that night.
The next day, she hides a Strong Toad in his locker.
All he would have to do is face down her pretended scorn. Offer her one kind word. One gesture. And she would melt into his arms.
But he can't.
He may be the big hero in public, but in his heart he's just as broken as she is.
To have the love of the girl he desires, he must grow up and become a man. He must stop looking to the world, or to her, to heal the injuries that are uniquely his.
He cannot, must not, must not try to break Draecina's spirit so she will love him unconditionally. Unconditional love is for children alone, and it is not her fault that he will never experience it.
It is not her job to make it up to him.
It is Tom Riddle, not Draecina Malfoy, who deprived him of a mother's love.
And as long as he doesn't see that, he will keep fighting her. But she isn't a vicious dog, biting at him for no reason. She's a scared kitten, hissing and clawing because she is afraid... her heart is bound to a man who offers her no patience and no mercy.
He will have to rise beyond his own pain, accept that it will never heal, accept that he still has responsibilities beyond it.
Accept that is it only her job to love and support him, not to give him back what cannot be given, because time only flows one way.
Just as she will have to take a leap of faith to be worthy of him, to offer her heart without certainty or deniability, he will have to catch her before she falls. To bear her claws until her fear subsides and she can love him without lashing out in a desperate need to protect her heart from the man who holds it.
She's not a monster. She's just a girl.