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Continuity!

Shelley looked indignant. "Lily, help me out," she implored, and Lily set down her paper. "I hope you're not asking me to speak for James Potter," she quipped. "But you understand why he's so fantastic, don't you?" Shelley half pleaded. Carlotta scoffed before Lily could reply. "You just fancy him because he's attractive, Shell." "No. It's not that at all." She looked to Lily for support. "It's not. Everyone can tell that James..." She said his name almost reverently, "is good-looking. But I like the things that no one else notices about him—the little things, you know?" Lily arched her eyebrows. "Like what?" "Well... the way he messes up his hair," said Shelly, glowing. "His smile, and his laugh, and the way he is with his friends." "Merlin, you need a shag," muttered Carlotta. "Quiet, you," Shelley retorted, twirling a wisp of dirty blond hair around one finger. "Do you see what I mean, Lily?" Lily shook her head. "Shelley, those aren't the little things. Those are the big things. Those are the... quintessential James Potter things. The little things are like—how he fidgets because he can't sit still for more than a second, or how he sits in a desk like it's a cushioned chair, or holds his wand weirdly—with his index finger over the top, even though that seems like it wouldn't be enough support for a powerful spell. Or how—as anyone who has ever seen his notes can tell you—he spends ninety percent of the class time doodling in the margins. Or, y'know, that he hums a lot, but is probably completely tone deaf because he sounds awful. I mean, yes, he messes up his hair—but he does it so that he looks like he just stepped off a broomstick. And yeah, everyone knows about his smile and his laugh and all that rubbish, but the really funny thing is how he laughs at the most ridiculous, un-funny jokes. And with his friends... y'know, how he walks into a room and scans it to see who's around, like he's weighing his options... Or..." Lily stopped, noticing that both Carlotta and Shelley were staring at her. "I'm an observer of the human condition," she told them with dignity. Carlotta shook her head. "You both need a shag."

Chapter 20: Drawn to Trouble - Page 32

Chapter Synopsis: There are some odd goings on at the city park blocks, and a little girl seems to be at the center of it.

Author Comment: And that's a wrap for this chapter. After this, the season finale will begin. However, I have gotten behind on my updates so in order to give myself the time and space to get far enough ahead in my comfort levels MMG will be on a hiatus until July before the finale begins.

Now my thoughts on this chapter. Honestly I wish I could have done more with it. I realized too late it's a lot of standing in the same place and there's hardly any tension or the feeling of actual serious stakes and I regret that. The problem though, was I had too many ideas for one chapter, but not enough to warrant two. So it ended up kind of cramped and lacking in substance. Definitely not one of my better chapters. Honestly it might have been more fun if once they found out her powers and made it clear she shouldn't have them, she would run into the house where they can't stop her from drawing a bunch of bad stuff happening to them to keep them away from her. And then not only do they need to conquer the bad occurrences but find a way to stop it. I could have also gone into more details about how tulpas work here but that will have to go into a journal entry.

Honestly though I just really want to get to the finale ASAP. It's 4 chapters long, which is how I want to do every season finale as opposed to the usual 1-3 chapter stories.

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