nice

I like this one of Igor

This explains Peter very well. I think he does want to be someone else.

nvr thought of Barty Crouch this way before.

I use this description a lot, but it's so true. You've cut to the belly of the beasts, and shown what's inside. And lo, the sword stroke brought forth the truth of the twisted soul.
Beautiful, in a dark and twisty way.

Wait, Karkaroff died? I should really re-read Deathly Hallows, I've only read the whole thing once and I can't remember many of the smaller events. I love the way you've really brought life into a character so minor, given him a wife and a child and a death scene. It makes him so much more three dimensional. My favourite sentence was the one beginning 'They do not forgive him..'.

The way you've written Peter here is just incredible; you convey volumes about his character as he slips his masks on and off, in the typical Frayed Misfit style we all know and love (ie, the stunning imagery and the floaty sort of structure that just compliment each other so perfectly). There's so many things to think about when writing Peter, and the Peter here is incredibly real and, quite terrifyingly, easy to relate to.

*fangirls*

Absolutely haunting! This piece gave me chills, particularly the loss of Barty's innocence. Well done!

Very good...poetic (duh). I would love for you to write my grocery list!

Wow Fray, this one was chilling. :) I like the way you've given him a backstory of sorts - he has a wife and a child - because that makes his death seem so much more poignant than it ever did when he was a just a nameless Death Eater. I can't pick a favourite line, because I enjoyed the whole story, and as per usual I love your imagery.

Great job.
Cubie xx

Ack I'm so far behind and I feel horrible. Where's the poem from at the start?

*glomps awesome new fic*

I love this. It's something I've been fiddling with lately - hiding yourself in other people - and you've really used it to give Peter justice. His character seems so real. I miss writing my Marauders. :(

"The lives he has stolen parade in his memories like little toys, like broken dreams and he scratches his spotty chin, trying to decide who to be next." - I love that. It really contrasts his innocence with the murderer he becomes and you really don't need me to compliment you on your imagery because you already know I fangirl your writing like whoa. =]

Great job!
Cuba xx

this is lovely - and certainly gives a different perspective of the barty we know :) but i think his name is spelled bartemius? *may be wrong* and it should be murderer's mask, with an apostrophe *is annoying*
other than that, it's beautiful :)
"The memories of younger years fade into oblivion as he stares at the lines of children’s books against one wall, tin wizards marching in crooked lines on top of the heavy bookcase.

The clumsy childhood paintings of dragons and ghosts line the opposite wall, fixed there clumsily with an immature stick-me spell." lovely imagery. good job :P
love this!
anie.