The Portus prank and James and Sirius visit to Lily’s had me in tears of laughter. Thanks for writing and sharing it.

I absolutely loved this story. You really captured the spirit of the Marauders.

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Very nice story. I loved James and Sirius' interactions and liked how you developed the relationships of all the characters. I especially like that you made a point of showing that Sirius really was James' best friend and the others were second to that.

Personally i'm not a fan of Remus since I feel he consistently lets Harry down in the books (never seeking him out before Hogwarts or even during 1st and 2nd year and then trying to avoid telling Harry that he even knew James st all let alone that he was good friends with him. He never writes him a single letter after 3rd year and then despite knowing how badly the dementors affect him, Remus uses Lily's death to emotionally blackmail him by claiming that her sacrifice meant nothing to Harry). Needless to say i found the idea of Remus being Harry's 'godmother' quite funny but also unrealistic. Still great story and i look foward to reading your other stories about Harry and Sirius

There's a problem in your grammar. Instead of saying "the boy called james, peter, etc. You can just say their name to make it short

The way your story is construct is a mess. The way you explain your story is not brief enough for us readers to understand your writing. There is ALWAYS something missing in the way you write your story. Your story is not detailed enough. Like the part in the story where you didnt mentioned Rookwood as the one who disguises James which makes me get puzzled.

Her head was swimming. Of course, there was the familiar feeling of approval and sad nostalgia that always came every time she finished a story, but this time there was also the panic that came with the knowledge of what else would happen that Halloween night. This time there was also the need to shower gratitude on the author. This time ... this time, she could have floated on cloud nine and yet want to melt into the ground and lived in either of those places comfortably.

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As the fiftieth chapter drew to a close, she was overcome with the desire to embrace the author for the excessive amounts of content and fluff encased in that single story.

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Everything was fine and she could finally breath a sigh of relief. Now if someone could just call the rodent exterminators...

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She wanted to scream, to break something, to sob, and yet none of these urges were more important than the one to do all of these things at once.

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It was the end of Chapter Twenty. And she was beginning to revise her plans to maim the author of the fic for writing such an agonizing slow-burn.

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"It's been ten fucking chapters and I need this ship to happen soon," she said right before she saw that the story was sixty chapters long.

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did Lily just...
now THAT was badass!

and there's the scar