pynki:
lytefoot:
Now, I’m not someone who has strong objections to the Harry Potter epilogue. I am 100% at home to One Big Happy Weasley Family. I’m even… let’s say fascinated… by the names that Harry and Ginny gave their children. I don’t necessarily agree with their choices, but I’m interested in what those choices tell us about their characters. (Actually Harry’s character, honestly. I don’t think Ginny has any responsibility for Albus Severus beyond not talking him out of it.) No, there are only a couple of things that really bother me about the epilogue. One of them is some of the business about Teddy—that’s for another essay. The other one is this exchange (DH p. 755):
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I just always figured Ron had taken the test like a day or two before. To me, it read like someone who JUST got their license and wants to talk about it.
*taps mic* *tosses in a tenner*
@lytefoot – that one bit about the stilted language being more of occasionally friends and not your most intimate best friend in the entire world… that conversation is how stuff goes when you’ve not talked to them in maybe 3 days, tops. It’s wonky because they are on the platform with hundreds of people bustling by and you’re partially distracted and trying to keep from your partner hearing you slightly confunded the driver proctor on a driving test (which I am told is rather strict to earn the license).
It doesn’t sound that awkward to me because yes, they have their spouses and kids and it’s mental going on and the rubbish of getting the kids on the train with all of their necessary things. If they were sitting in a pub talking the conversation would be written differently and the dynamics would be different.
It’s the quality of the friendship and the depths of it that say, I haven’t talked to you in three days but damn if I didn’t miss you so I’ll show you by taking the mickey from you. In that situation, everyone close to you knows that is you showing affection for your dearest friend.
And as someone who has their own Wheezy and has for four decades now… there are times where I know she’s f*-all busy with work, partner, kids, other ish. It doesn’t mean that I have to talk with her daily – even if we do, for the most part ‘cept from January through the end of April ‘cause of the American Tax season.
We do stuff together and go out to breakfast (lunch/dinner/brunch/cocktails, etc) and talk. Going shopping together is the height of fun for both of us. Talking about everything and anything (and yes, this includes s*x stuff, too, without too many sordid and icky details) and it’s so damn rewarding and fulfilling – and has zero impact on my relationship with my husband.
I can show her physical affection and no one bats an eye at it. It’s healthy for her daughter to see two women being affectionate without insisting that it’s romantic.
Insisting that love is inherently sexual is toxic patriarchy and so wrong. I have never felt like having a tumble and rumble with her – ever. She hasn’t about that with me, either.
Love doesn’t equal sex.
Shipping pathology is toxic. I agree. Insisting that a romantic relationship is the end/all be/all of the relationships is, well, rubbish. (And Yes, my Aceness comes into the discussion here.) I adore my husband but I will be arsed if my relationship with my BFF (and my Sister from another Mother and other entirely close friends) isn’t as equally important in my life as my spouse is.
Expecting one person to be the embodiment of entire emotional and physical fulfillment is painfully toxic and patriarchal. No one person can do it all.
(Sorry for yelling.)
As for queerplatonic… yes, that is a close friendship that doesn’t include sex with same-sex people. (Where it used to be called Best Friends or the trope that so many people secretly and openly pine for to read…)
… And they were roommates…
Society has shifted so far to the physical side that it’s hedonistic and caustic. Showing someone how much you mean to them doesn’t necessarily include wanting to f* them. (Hell, if everyone who loved someone so deeply and passionately required them to f* them, then there would be soooo many broken and ruined friendships because s*x complicates things so much, especially for people who are married to others. O_O)
Can the guys be physically affectionate? Sure, if and when Harry gets to the point of being comfortable/feeling safe to express it. It’s toxic patriarchy that men can only lean on a romantic partner for physical fulfillment, including non-sexual contact. Doing so isn’t cheating.
Shagging someone while married to another is cheating and Dragon frowns upon that sternly.
Oh, and the idea that Harry would burn the world down if anything happened to those he loves? I read that fic once. I couldn’t tell you where or when I read it – but it is/was out there. Harry loses Ron and Ginny and Hermione (along with his kids) and he turns Toxic/Dark! in hunting down anyone remotely connected to the auto bombing that killed everyone he loved.
Y’all think Jean Grey/Dark Phoenix was frightning? She’s a child compared to this particular written version of Virulent!Harry.
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