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  1. Xiph0

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    It’s a mess alright, yes it’s…



    “Are you sure it’s this way?” Ron asked. He stopped to stare at the sign for the tube station, read out the unfamiliar name: “Mile End. Never heard of it before.”

    “Well, it’s Holloway Road we’re looking for,” Hermione said worriedly, Harry had to lean in because next she lowered her voice to the extent that cars and a handful of muggle revellers almost drowned her out, “It’s around the corner from Grimmauld Place. I can’t remember which stations come after, but I think this could be one of them…”

    “I still reckon we should apparate,” Ron said, “Harry can’t still have the Trace on him, it’s just not possible –”

    “Then how do you imagine those Death Eaters found us? They can’t have been wandering up Tottenham Court Road, looking to buy cappuccinos –”

    “I think we need to move,” Harry said. The adrenalin had worn off and he found himself thinking longingly of the puffs of dust that rose whenever you put weight on a mattress in Grimmauld Place.

    “I’m not getting on another of their Knight buses, mate,” Ron said with a shudder that was mostly drowned out by a passing N25. “Fighting Death Eaters and blowing up a muggle caff was mental, but did you spot the bloke a couple rows ahead of us on the bus? He puked into a paper bag in his lap, then next second he’s fishing out a hamburger from the same bag, all slimy like, and he opens his gob and –”

    “We’ll walk,” Hermione interrupted shakily.

    “After you,” Ron said courteously and gestured forwards; the pavement was littered with soggy Evening Standards and there was a suspiciously mushy puddle in front of Hermione’s feet.

    Harry, whose knowledge of London was limited to Diagon Alley, the Ministry, and Grimmauld Place, could only hope that she knew where she was going. He almost suggested they venture into Mile End tube station to check if there was a map when he noticed the metal gate firmly secured over the entrance. Apparently the underground had closed for the day and the muggles in charge did not trust the local populace to range freely down there.

    The houses grew smaller, the streets quieter, and soon a park loomed in the distance. When they hit upon a dirty canal, Hermione in shrill tones admitted that she wasn’t sure where they were, anymore.

    As though this had been a password, a sign on the nearest house flickered, twice, before igniting. In dim, red letters it spelled out The Grumpy Bowtruckle.

    They raised their wands, Ron the slowest, still hampered as he was by his old jeans.

    No wizard or witch came into sight, though, just the ugly sign spelling out a distinctly magical name.

    “Think it’s a trap?” Hermione whispered.

    “I think it’s a pub,” Ron said with a frown, “I reckon Bill… unless it was the twins… I’m sure I’ve heard that name before.”

    “A magical pub?” Hermione asked eagerly.

    Harry could hear Ron’s stomach rumble. He felt his reluctance give way; they were truly lost with nowhere else to go.

    The others were watching him, he realized they expected him to make the decision.

    “I’ll keep the cloak on.”

    “And Ron and I could change our appearance!” Hermione said, turning her wand to Ron’s face; he flinched badly. “I’ll just give you a bit of a beard, maybe some glasses…”

    Harry grinned when he saw the result; Ron looked like he had walked out of a 70’s catalogue, bell bottoms and handlebar moustache included. For herself, Hermione went with something more subtle, slightly darker hair and skin. Harry saw her smirk as horror dawned on Ron’s face when he stroked the abundance of hair on his face.

    “After you,” she said politely, gesturing towards the door. Ron stomped over and opened it; Harry noted that they all kept their wands in their hands.

    Harry followed them down uneven stone steps into a low-ceilinged room with smoke thick in the air. He heard Hermione cough and sent a thankful thought to his dad and the cloak he had bequeathed him with. It seemed to effectively block out the smoke.

    Shadows moved through the vapour and Jeepster boomed from all corners. Harry entertained the possibility that the music emanated from the smoke itself. Once he thought he could feel Marc Bolan crooning straight into his ear and he spun round, wand held high underneath the cloak.

    The shapes were becoming solid, and Harry’s eyes widened. A vampire with a collar and leash around its neck strolled past; on the other end was a tiny pink-and-white lady, trotting to keep up, appearing ancient enough she could have given Griselda Marchbanks a run for her money.

    They passed a man with no arms but a full set of glittery grey wings on his back, rocking out alone underneath a hovering disco ball, then a mermaid in a filthy, half-filled open tank; her dark green nipples glistened in the light from the disco ball, and she bared her mossy, rotting teeth at Hermione.

    When they reached the bar Ron and Hermione were looking as though they’d much prefer to turn back, but a man who looked vaguely familiar struck up conversation with them before they could do anything.

    “Newcomers! It’s been years since we’ve had fresh blood, eh, Madam Sauvage? Where’s Edith, I bet she’ll be delighted. Always complaining about how there’s no fun for her and her pet nowadays.”

    “Three – ah, two Dragon’s Breath, please,” Ron muttered to the bartender. She had a brown pelt thrown over her shoulders and had been staring menacingly at Ron ever since he took a bar stool. Harry did not blame him for ordering something, although he saw there wasn’t much to choose from besides Firewhisky and Dragon’s Breath, whatever the latter was.

    “I used to teach at Hogwarts,” the man was telling Hermione. He had not one but three prosthetic limbs, Harry counted. “Have we met?”

    Hermione was saved from replying when the drinks arrived, expelling more smoke into the air and floating unaided. Madam Sauvage didn’t appear to have lifted a finger; she was still staring down Ron.

    “Let’s dance!” Ron and Hermione chorused, looking equally shocked but the words were irrevocably out. Harry laughed quietly into his hand. The drinks smelled potently of rhubarb and burning pine trees, Harry caught a whiff as his friends passed, and he made to follow when Madam Sauvage’s gaze moved from Ron straight to him.

    “And what will you have? I don’t tolerate loiterers.”

    Harry stared at her in shock. Her eyes were a familiar, iridescent blue, they looked much more like magic than nature.

    “One Dragon’s Breath,” he said quietly.

    They stared at each other while the bottles clinked in the background. The man beside them began to snore.

    “I got excited for a moment, thinking it was 1978.”

    “Oh?”

    “For a brief few months back then, my bar was the ‘it’-place. The nights we had…”

    Madam Sauvage glanced at the wall behind her, and Harry saw moving photographs. He squinted, through his glasses and the cloak, but he thought he saw…

    “Can I come look?”

    She shrugged, and he heaved himself up on the sticky bar, landing smoothly next to her. The drink flew straight at him, and he numbly opened the cloak to accept it, his eyes glued to one of the pictures.

    A young Sirius was partly submerged in the mermaid tank, an arm flung around the mermaid who was smiling up at him, her teeth looking almost intact. A round boy with mousy hair was sleeping on a nearby table, and Lupin, his head untouched by grey, was seemingly begging Sirius to exit the aquarium. The vampire was there with his handler, both looking much unchanged, and a frighteningly skeletal woman Harry thought might be a banshee was with them.

    “Aeval died,” Madam Sauvage said softly. “Throat infection, and she was depressed, anyway… Didn’t much see the point of it, not after… She died in ’82.”

    Harry wasn’t looking at Aeval, though. In the corner of the picture a couple was embracing, laughing into each other’s faces, red hair was tangling with a mess of black…

    “We were all children, and you look so much like –”

    “I’m sorry for your loss,” Harry forced himself to say. He would not cry in front of strangers, and he saw that her unreal eyes were not wet, either. “I think I knew your father, too. He was a good man.”

    Madam Sauvage closed her eyes, and the resemblance disappeared.

    “He expected me to follow in his footsteps. Are you following in yours?”

    “Harry where are you?” Hermione’s voice hissed. “We know where we are now, we took the bus the wrong way…”

    “Coming!”

    Harry hesitated, then downed his drink in one. He felt smoke pour out of his mouth.

    “That’s it, make them proud,” Madam Sauvage whispered.

    "I'll try," Harry said.
     
  2. haphnepls

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    This is good. A small tidbit that could've easily fit into canon. The beginning was slow, and it seems it's only there to build the fic up, to make us expect something to happen. Not necessarily a bad thing, but when the word count is so low, it kinda sticks out. The place was well painted, and well-placed details made this a worthy read. One of the better ones I've read so far, for sure, but I0m still hoping for something better.
     
  3. BTT

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    This is excellent stuff. I have two quibbles, though:

    Harry & co. just stumbling across this bar is a little far-fetched. It's not like this is the only possible time it could have happened, so I wonder why you chose this moment of all times. The bar happening to be the Marauders' favourite haunt is a little coincidence but if it's close to Grimmauld Place that makes some sense, I suppose.

    I also wasn't able to guess who Madam Sauvage was, or her father. The main descriptor which hints at it is her having electric-blue eyes and her father being, apparently, dead. My first thought was Moody but there's absolutely nothing I can base that on except the eye-colour, which is an utter shame, I think. Give us a little more hints, please.

    In terms of technical writing I've got no real critique to offer. 3.5/5.
     
  4. Atri

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    This story probably would have had a better impact, if I actually knew who Madam Sauvage is or who her father is. As I don't, it kind of ends on a flat note. Also, as I understand it, this happens when they're on the run from the Death Eaters. It's a bit illogical then that the trio just walks into a magical bar. It would probably have been better, if they were not on the run here. Apart from that, the writing and grammar is fine. So...3/5.
     
  5. Microwave

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    I like it. It’s a nice, isolated moment in time that is both coherent with the world of Harry Potter and serves as an interesting story in itself. There probably needs to be more indication on the nature of Madam Sauvage, but it seems like that just comes from the limitations of the format.

    4/5
     
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    The implausibility of just stumbling across this bar annoyed me. Also it seems like something Ron may want to do, but both Harry and Hermione would strongly advise against. You needed to change the circumstance of them getting to the bar.

    I liked it in general, I always felt there would be more underground support for Harry and co in the magic world, we see hints of it in the books. But this felt... forced?

    3/5
     
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    I liked this one! Felt very realistic and like something that could have happened in canon. The fact that they were on the run and your timing of this snippet doesn't bother me, but if you edit it later then I have two suggestions.

    One would be to imply that Sauvage supports Harry's fight against Voldemort, etc. Show a bit of the Wizarding World supporting him from behind the scenes, maybe listening to PotterWatch in the back or something, etc.

    Two... I'm really torn on who her father is supposed to be. Dumbledore has blue eyes, but he's gay (if you count JKR's statement about that to be canon). Aberforth has the same eyes, but he's not dead. Moody, maybe? The missing limbs brought him to mind, but I can't remember his eye color.

    Fun story all around though, a good snapshot of a moment in time.
     
  9. Garden

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    Highly creative, nice canon flourishes with Ron's dialogue and the general griminess but magical nature of the pub. The "let's dance" between Ron and Hermione felt a tiny bit off though. 3.5/5
     
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    This is interesting. It feels like a very believable canon moment - or at least it did once I got over my initial misunderstanding, prompted by the half-naked vampire on a leash, that they'd wandered into a wizarding fetish club...It's decently written, and the emotional touches with the photos worked well. However, I will echo the confusion over Madam Sauvage - I thought the implication was that she was Sirius's daughter until I reread and realised she was the same mermaid as in the photo. Still, a nice little piece.
     
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    This feels like a scene that could've been in canon, complete with the trio's interactions and Harry being reminded of one of his reasons to endure being on the run, and eventually beat Voldemort. I reread the last few paragraphs a couple of times and I still can't quite figure out who is supposed to be the father, but otherwise, a decent entry. 3.5/5
     
  12. FitzDizzyspells

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    Drat. I really enjoyed this up until the very end, when I got a little confused.

    Unfortunately, I can't figure out who Madam Sauvage is related to, and I don't know whether that's my fault or not. I'm looking for clues and can't find any.

    You did a really good job building up the tension here, and then you distracted me with a photo of the Marauders, which is a perfect opportunity to hit me with a sudden moment of danger while my guard is down. It felt like a missed opportunity for things to just peter out in the end like they did.

    However, I want to emphasize: I really liked this. Every line is interesting. I'm always surprised with what happens next. It's a well-crafted story, because I both feel at home (the trio are perfectly in-character) and at the same time I'm in an entirely unfamiliar setting and plot point.
    I got so excited when this happened. I love a new location that feels canonical, and you did not let me down. A shady wizarding London dive bar. I am headcanoning this.

    I cannot stress enough how much I loved the mermaid detail, and the fact that it featured in the photo of the Marauders was absolutely hilarious.

    The moment where I think your story wavered was when it's revealed that Madam Sauvage can see Harry. Harry should be extremely alarmed by this. There's a reason he's under the cloak, and if someone can see him, that is scary and should set off major alarm bells in Harry's head. Again — you did such a great job escalating the tension, so why squander it? The fact that Harry's so chill about it really threw me off.

    Ok, so I just skimmed a couple reviews above, and is the implication that Madam Sauvage is the child of Sirius Black and... a mermaid? No, wait, that can't be right. The banshee?

    EDIT: I'm seeing Moody floated as an idea as well in some of the reviews. That definitely occurred to me while I was reading the first story, but Moody was able to see through Harry's invisibility cloak because of his magical eye, not because of any innate ability that would be passed down through the generations. So that doesn't really make sense either.

    If I were you, I would rework the end. You have such a good story here, and you just need to stick the landing. Maybe the photo catches Harry's eye, and he's completed engrossed in it that it doesn't hit him right away that the fact that he and Madam Sauvage are talking means she can see him. Maybe Harry is about to run, but then a Death Eater moves to attack Hermione. Madam Sauvage helps them out. Then in that moment of chaos, just before they escape, Harry can realize that Madam Sauvage is the likely daughter of.... whoever. The "make them proud" line would carry a lot more weight if she's just saved them from a moment of danger.

    3/5, but a few changes to the ending could easily bump it up to a 5/5.
     
    Last edited: Jul 30, 2021
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    This fic's a great attempt at extending canon, but I feel it's suited to being placed as a prologue of sorts to an AU. However, Hermione, Ron and Harry feel in character. I do like the setting and the idea that there are magical places that make themselves prominent upon satisfying conditions.

    Madame Sauvage seems to be Aberforth's daughter? The similarities to Dumbledore (finding Harry under the cloak, being struck by the familiarity of bright blue eyes which seem magical) are too much to ignore. There's also that line about following footsteps. Professor Kettleburn's cameo is a pleasant surprise. All Care of Magical Creatures do seem to frequent questionable places after all.

    I didn't like muggle musical influence here, but I can see it happening. It would have been nice for some changes from canon to emerge, but what's here is serviceable as well.

    My rating: 3.5/5
     
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    Hmm well it is a well written fic. Good prose, good dialogue, nice description. I suppose the weakness to me is... and it could be me missing something... i'm not sure what the point of it is. I got a little confused by the whole following in the footsteps thing and who the bar owner was supposed to be exactly. I think I probably spent too much time trying to figure out what going on to filly enjoy the story
     
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    I’m somewhat torn on this one. On the one hand there were a few details in that story that made me perk up because I thought them well-placed, for example the mermaid or the smoke perhaps emitting music itself. I also liked the link to the Marauder’s past, I thought that was a nice touch. On the other hand, I’ve no clue who Madame Sauvage’s parents were in the end, which made the last bits of dialog quite confusing. I also stumbled over this sentence at the beginning: “Ron said with a shudder that was mostly drowned out by a passing N25”. I’ve no idea what an N25 is. Wikipedia leaves me to believe that it might be a street. I thought maybe it’s an airplane overhead. In either case, I wonder why Harry - the pov from which he experience the story - knows the specific name.

    Overall, while I think you’ve painted a nice, atmospheric scene, there isn’t much of a story to go along with it.

    3/5
     
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    Thanks everybody for the feedback and for the votes!

    I seem to have majorly fucked up the reveal on this, so without further ado Madam Sauvage is supposed to be Moody's estranged daughter.

    Rambling, lengthy author's notes, feel free to ignore:

    In my eagerness to get this below 1500 I removed a part in the beginning where I stress that Harry is underneath the invisibility cloak; initially I thought this was all that was needed to understand who she is, that Sauvage has the same eyes as Moody's magical one. Obviously I can tell from the comments that even with that paragraph it would have been too confusing, and I'll need to rewrite this with that in mind. I forgot that Dumbledore can see through the cloak and I also used the wrong shade of blue when describing Moody's eye-colour,
    this is what I should have had.

    This story is written as an easter egg type of thing to my marauders era stories, and to begin with it was a 'what if Harry and co find the pub his parents used to frequent during the war'-story. Madam Sauvage has featured in my stories as a side-character before but it was a spur of the moment idea for this fic to make her Moody's child. I'm still not sure if that's cheap of me or not, but it did provide a deeper layer than this fic otherwise would have had.

    Anyway, Madam Sauvage is a witch who was born without eyes and with very limited magical abilities. Moody spent a lot of time and effort creating eyes for her and he also tried to raise her to become an auror just like him (and all of his family before him). She was an immense disappointment to him, as well as his greatest pride and joy. She grew to hate him, went to Hogwarts very unsuccessfully, dropped out before her OWLs and ran away to London where she, by unscrupulous means, got hold of a locale where she opened her bar. Accusations that the Grumpy Bowtruckle is also a brothel have never been proven, but there are some extra rooms above the bar where she lives. She had no contact with Moody until the 80s, and only sporadically afterwards.

    An early girlfriend of hers was exceptionally good at wandless magic and taught her some, and she does not perform any magic with a wand anymore. The late 70s were the best years of her life and she has never gotten over how that life was taken from her.

    I really like these ideas despite how against the Madam Sauvage I've come to know and love they go. If it's alright with you two I'll probably work a bit on these and add them in some way :) She's supposed to be a really apathetic lady by Harry's time, but I've just remembered that the new girlfriend I gave her in the 80s is a goblin, or maybe half-goblin. I always thought she died a long time ago, and she probably still died, but I might be able to have her be one of the goblin family killed in Nottingham by Voldemort if I tweak things a little. Make Madam Sauvage full of fresh rage, rather than the old dying simmering type, and she might just be ready to help Harry and co out.

    Ah yes Edith and her pet. They've been banned at the big magical BDSM club in Soho for non-consentual blood-drinking, and Edith, to her ever-lasting sorrow, isn't quite posh enough to get an invite to the more private parties when the rich magical folk host at their manor houses. Edith and the vampire are more or less (and sometimes literally) part of the furniture at the Grumpy Bowtruckle, and will likely outlive all other visitors.

    The mermaid has also been there for a long time, although she originally hails from the Black Lake. There have been attempts from volunteers at the Centre for the Rehabilitation of Magical Marine Life to rescue the mermaid, but what remains of her teeth are very sharp and leave permanent scars of what looks like bladder wrack (I googled this seaweed just now, never heard its name used in English before...) and the rescue missions petered out significantly in the 80s.

    The mermaid was great friends with Aeval the banshee, sadly deceased. In her day she had a great appetite for human flesh and is known to have attempted to assassinate and have sex with Sirius Black on several overlapping occasions during the first war. They remained on surprisingly good terms until his prison sentence in 81.

    Somebody noticed!!! Makes me very happy, thank you :)

    This wasn't supposed to be a mystery either, sorry about that! It's a nightbus that goes along Mile End Road, or at least did when I last had the misfortune to be stranded in that general area at night. As an aside, if anyone here is knowledgeable about the history of London nightbuses and knows which numbers went along there in the 1990s, let me know! My fondness for the N25 would not stand in the way of changing it to the anachronistically correct one, but google and tfl have been unable to help me.

    Yeah I agree. Might rewrite this bit completely. I think the reason I went with it originally is that they've just danced at Bill and Fleur's wedding, when Ron realizes Krum is about to make a move, so it's sort of a call-back to that. But it doesn't really work, or fit them very well.
     
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