The relevant paragraph of Chapter 75, for convenience of comparison and search:
“Oh,” said the third-year girl, “I was thinking of that really romantic one where there’s this very nice, sweet boy who makes a Floo call, only he mispronounces his destination and stumbles out into this room full of Dark Wizards who are performing a forbidden ritual that should’ve stayed forever lost to time, and they’re sacrificing seven victims in order to unseal this ancient horror which is supposed to grant someone a wish if it’s freed, so of course the boy’s presence interrupts the ritual, and as the horror is eating all the Dark Wizards and everyone is dying the boy’s last thought is that he wishes he could’ve had a girlfriend, and the next thing you know the boy is lying in the lap of this beautiful woman whose eyes are burning with a dreadful light, only she doesn’t understand anything about being human so the boy always has to stop her eating people. This is just like that play, only you’re the boy and Harry Potter is the girl!”
It’s frustrating. I read the trope page before checking it out, and thought it sounded really interesting. But it took me almost no time to give up on it. What good is a story that’s supposed to be about the relationships between people and beings that look like but don’t think or act like people when the people don’t think or act like people?
The play referenced in Chapter 75 refers to the webcomic Ow, My Sanity!.
The relevant paragraph of Chapter 75, for convenience of comparison and search:
When I read that passage I would have bet a non-negligible amount of money that the work referenced was an anime or manga. Good thing I didn’t.
edit: bloody hell is that webcomic terrible
It’s frustrating. I read the trope page before checking it out, and thought it sounded really interesting. But it took me almost no time to give up on it. What good is a story that’s supposed to be about the relationships between people and beings that look like but don’t think or act like people when the people don’t think or act like people?
Well, Stephenie Meyer’s bank account balance says it’s worth something.