Wherever you are, good luck and godspeed...

I am enjoying your story and the odd direction changes that you are putting in. The changing circumstances are keeping me guessing particularly with Sirius making such a hash of the rescue. Thank you for sharing your writing

That was so much fun. Thank you heaps., im so hoping to find the next story of yours. Great deal of fun.

Thus is great. I wish there where 50 more chapters as i love your writing and style. Thank you so much for letting us read your work.

One of the best crossover I've read!

At this point Harry only has 8 of the stones, so he still needs to find 5, not 4.

Right been reading this story, literally no different to LOTR original. Harry doesn’t read as strong but a weak lad with cheat stones letting him move faster and letting everyone tell him what to do and when. No offence but the Harry of your story is nothing alike to a king. A popular quote, a king must be as selfless as he is selfish. Harry is merely selfless and like in the original HP books comes off as bland because he holds no ambitions or wants for a family. The most successful and complete fan fictions tend to go off the beaten path else their readers realise what’s the difference between this and the original

My favorite part of holiday dinner is the curried fruit my family makes. Also, I get people saying happy holidays and even maybe saying you don’t celebrate it if someone incorrectly wishes you merry Christmas, but some people seem to get a bit too caught up in it. There’s no need to be rude when someone is trying to be nice, even if they missed the mark.

This is beautiful!
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Thanks for writing; thanks for posting:D

Ah, a day off. Brilliant and currently occurring. I read books and fanfiction, I sleep in, and I bake or agree to play board or card games with my family.

I once got a plush sunflower from a claw machine.

Unless it was intended, just know that Gríma’s name is Wormtongue, not Wormtail.

I haven’t written a story here, but I did on Ao3. I gave up thanks to a combination of writer’s black and school.

I’m bringing either sugar cookie or chocolate chip cookie bars:)

Back when I was in elementary school, I dreamed that there was a train between the school and the playground, and that I and my friend jumped onto it. When we got kicked out for not having tickets, I ran into a different friend who, upon me realizing that I didn’t have my science experiment ready, taught me how to levitate by sitting on the ground and crossing my ankles. It was hilarious and I had that dream several times, actually.