Great story.

Appreciating this story.

Thanks!

I am starting to think that Bella stole Harry's luck. There are so many things that Bella could use to make a horcrux out of, but I expect it is some family heirloom of the Black's. With the way things are for Ginny, I expect she will be attacked by Bella for the fact that she at one timed housed he lord's soul.

nicely weird and memorable story

The last bit with McGonagall was brilliant!

Excellent chapter, and I'm glad the main plot has resolved itself quite well.

Are you planning on continuing Hope's story, and if so, in this story, or in a new one?

Absolutely brilliant chapter

Dang, Bella's just a bad penny sin't she, and will look forward to her turning up next, and glad to see common sense win out over the usual politics, as well as some moments with the Harry/Hermione portraits, and will hope that Hope can let them have a little time alone.

Eleven chapters in, looking forward to the next one! And it's really hard to decide which of your two stories I want to see continued next... Either one, just give me my fix!

Absolutely loved the fic. The whole interaction between Hope, Harry, Hermione, The Weasley clan and Luna makes a fantastic read. Only thing I didn't like so much was the tone? I veers towards angst a tad too much for my liking, but thats a wholly personal issue. Had to ctrl-F to find out what Tonks' "three" was, and even then had to wrack my head of if it was ever mentioned how many humans were present at first, and why then were the goblins who escaped in to the tunnels suddenly not matter (well, I guess it could do with them being allies of convenience to the DEs at best, and maybe an excuse about where exactly those tunnels come up) still, while the situation ended the chapter on a high note (the contents were just a tad bit confusing in themselves / That said, anyone notice that Hope just keeps on exposing secrets to the world? I mean, really, a little discretion maybe? But then she is Harry's spawn, and raised by Ron p and well, Hermione and Luna aren't pinnacles of subtlety either, thats what Slytherins are for p Now that I sit back a bit, another thing that bugs me, if only subconsciously, is how magic is confronted in this fic. Specifically in the cases of the Pensieve and Magical Paintings. For one, both of them deal with the idea of the Gestalt. That somehow Memories resonate with Reality? I suppose that the Pensieve could thus be classed as actually being a Scrying tool, rather than one that deals primarily in Mind Magics. But the talk about Gestalts.. as opposed to just relying on defined(ish) scrying magics, it feels like there isnt much limits to the magic. After all, magical portraits seem able to resonate with the personality, memory, and identity of a subject (sympathetic magics? like voodoo in reverse) which I would have let slide if I had heard it in that manner actually (the other traditional explanations usually having the portrait not being anywhere near 'alive' as this) but again the undefined nature it is explained in makes it seem way too powerful. In a way its like you casually introduced an entire field of magic (or two) that is never mentioned, never explicitly explained, and on first glance seems game-breaking, way too powerful if the small hints are true. And both of these examples aren't even artifacts, like Hallows or the Wand of Uru or or idk, Light Sabers, super-powered magics that are hard to get, cuz then you can just use it as Items of Power or somesuch, here both of them are somewhat in the purvey of any old busybody. Probably not /that/ easy to get, but possible for any mid-level character. like enemies. who could get a pensieve and wage a war of information at the drop of a hat. or magically paint enemies, and then torture them for information. the possibilities are quite large, even if you stick to what magics you have mentioned, ignoring the possibilities these magics suggest (mixing memories for larger parts of the gestalt? voodoo action within the memory gestalt? or magic that actually effects portraits, or the process somehow bringing back only certain aspects, bringing only the memory maybe? etc.) But yea, sorry for the mini-rant there, it just bugged my subconsciously ever since the magical painting of Harry and it just never went away p AAAAAnyways, really did love the fic, hope you update more soon )

Three? Dark haired and pudgy, young wizard and bulky wizard...so that means the well dress witch got away? Bellatrix?

No matter, I'm sure all will be explained next chapter...

Anyway, as for the chapter itself, some great action scenes in there - especially Hope with help from Harry. My favourite line; "...and don't call me 'infant'..." conjured up the mental imagery from 'The Last Crusade' ... Don't call me junior!

Excellent as always, but I think I'll wait for the next update here as Portkey is riddled with error messages these days (for us iPad users at any rate), so don't take too long...that's an order ;)

Well it's not quite out of left field as you've been building this sub plot for some time, but I have to admit to being totally flummoxed by how this ties in to Hope's tale - I guess all shall be explained.

As for the rest of the chapter, taking Harry to Gringotts was very clever, as was the 'will', which does seem to point us towards at least something of a happy ending. Talking of which, I can't wait to see what happens if/when Harry and Hermione's portraits meet.

Great story! I rarely read post-war stories, but this one has been really good. I must say I'm confused by how this chapter ended. So what that there were three? I missed why that is important. Otherwise, great job!

Come on Harry, come through for our girl!

Well I have to say this story has really affected me. After Harry and Hermione'sbeautifully written death scene last night I had to stop reading owing to the uncomfortable lump in my throat, and when I woke up this morning my heart still felt heavy although I couldn't quite remember why for a few moments - that really is quite an achievement as an author, so bravo.

I'm now holding out for some sort of happy ending, I don't think I can take all the sorrow!