I know that you probably aren't posting here anymore or something like that for the date of this fic, is the first one I read from you, and I have to tell you I haven't read anything like it, I know it must sounds stupid but it almost make me cry.
Now I'm going to read all the others fic that you might have here, I imagine that they are as wonderful as this one was.

a great story i loved it,harry kinda reminds me of cristiano ronaldo,i mean his personality,shagging every girl just because he is famous.

I told you we should've stopped for petrol at that last town,” Hermione grumbled as the car sputtered to a stop in the middle of nowhere.

“And I told you, the gauge said there was half a tank,” Harry responded angrily. “That should have gotten us to the next town.”

“If you didn't drive like a maniac with all the speeding and braking that used up all the gas, we would have,” she chastised, getting out of the passenger side and slamming the door.

Harry followed suit, yelling, “Well, maybe you should drive next time we decided to take a bloody QUAINT country drive, Miss Perfect!”

“Maybe I WILL!” she hollered in return. “THEN we wouldn't be in this situation!”

I told you we should've stopped for petrol at that last town,” Hermione grumbled as the car sputtered to a stop in the middle of nowhere.

“And I told you, the gauge said there was half a tank,” Harry responded angrily. “That should have gotten us to the next town.”

“If you didn't drive like a maniac with all the speeding and braking that used up all the gas, we would have,” she chastised, getting out of the passenger side and slamming the door.

Harry followed suit, yelling, “Well, maybe you should drive next time we decided to take a bloody QUAINT country drive, Miss Perfect!”

“Maybe I WILL!” she hollered in return. “THEN we wouldn't be in this situation!”

I told you we should've stopped for petrol at that last town,” Hermione grumbled as the car sputtered to a stop in the middle of nowhere.

“And I told you, the gauge said there was half a tank,” Harry responded angrily. “That should have gotten us to the next town.”

“If you didn't drive like a maniac with all the speeding and braking that used up all the gas, we would have,” she chastised, getting out of the passenger side and slamming the door.

Harry followed suit, yelling, “Well, maybe you should drive next time we decided to take a bloody QUAINT country drive, Miss Perfect!”

“Maybe I WILL!” she hollered in return. “THEN we wouldn't be in this situation!”

oh my gosh....

i was breathless after reading this...
wow...
great job...

you manage to express their feeling well into words...

it was incredible...LOL...

this nearly brought me to tears. really. what i went through was almost the same but still paled in comparison to what hermione went through in this story. i don't know how she did it. love perhaps(?)

very nicely written. (that's understatement)

that was a very long chapter, but i came to a very lovely end. well done

"this routine was getting really old, really fast"

lol

at least he knows it's not a dream

i love the way you handle this chapter. i think i've read it 3 or 4 times now =)

Yay! It's finally finished! The ending was very heart jerking. Great Job!

Having passed this particular story more than once before I now have to question my filtering abilities in regards to work on the Portkey.

There have only been a few writers here at the Portkey (that I have read atleast) to manage writing in that particular prose. It doesen't focus so much on the dialogue, but rather the emotions that can be evoked through the usage of words, phrases and other symbolism's.
After reading, 'Escape from Oblivion' I had to wonder why more authors dont follow the example and bask in the rewards. I came to one sort-of lousy theory: It takes a special kind of felicity with word to bring life into a short story. A writer has to be one with the ability to connect with people from a broad range of personalities and weave an emotional tale that can be viewed from multiple mediums. and finally they have to be prodigiously skilled as a literate writer.

These things can be clearly seen in the story as I have read it today and there is no better way to find it than at the Portkey with Harmonians abound. Thank you for such a powerful message and story. These are the stories I hope to find when enjoying the Portkey experience. Thank you for being a part of that

Bob

Well, after a very circular tour through the first chapters this final one has me--breathy with the finalization. It's beautiful.
It's emotional and primal and still somehow tender. Thank you for posting this.

and after all this, what will happen to bachelor harry now? i imagined him suddenly disappearing without a trace...along with hermione actually...while i was reading this...would you mind an epilogue? please?