May I first commend you on your particularly brave choice of the POV? I really admire the fact that you decided to write a fic from the point of view of a Dementor, and you've done justice to it. The fic was moving, and the Dementor's emotions came across strongly. It was just fascinating to see your take on how the psyche of a Dementor works.
The description in the beginning aroused some vivid images in my mind, and well, the comparison of a Dementor's mind to a cavern waiting to be filled, and your reasoning behind it, was one of my favourite parts in the entire fic. Also, the style of writing-- the connection of each paragraph to the single word 'hungry', was, in so many ways, justified. The word, in more ways than one, was apt, given the setting of the story.
The characterisation in this fic was just superb. Right from the beginning, we see the Dementor as a craved, hungry being--just waiting for its dinner, the soul. We see its helplessness, its hopes, and its desires. Things we generally do not associate with Dementors. To a superfluously emotionless creature, which is what a Dementor is portrayed as in the books, we get to see a new dimension. It is almost human-- jealous, judgemental, selfish, and greedy. A depth to this despicable creature-- almost something that makes the reader empathise with it, was one of the main things which was so remarkable about this story.
One other thing that I really liked was the fact that the Dementor, that craved so much for light, feared it when it was too close. The comparison of light and heat to warmth which could fill the Dementor's mind at first, and the contrast brought about when the same light and heat gets too close, was well done. I could see the pain that a Dementor faces-- not being able to get too close to what it wants, yet craving it from a distance.
The Dementor's ability to judge whether the soul was that of a man, or that of a boy, however, was one thing that I did not quite get. If it is blind, it should be able to discern the souls from whether they're broken or whether they're whole. How does it exactly differentiate between the soul of an adult and that of a child? Somehow, I've never believed that the soul of an adult would vary very much from that of a child.
The comparison of Sirius' soul to that of a jigsaw puzzle explains again, the effect that a Dementor has on a soul. It does justify the 'soul-sucking' nature rather well. The mere presence of a Dementor seems enough 'crack' a soul. Interesting take on the matter.
Also, I really must say that I loved the way you've ended the story. It's just... strong. Four simple words, conveying a message that's not quite restricted to words alone. The enigma that still remains as part of the character of a Dementor, and the open ending, leaving the reader to draw his conclusions as to what might happen next, just works so well here.
All in all, I'd like to say that I was floored while reading this very, very good piece of fiction. It's such a refreshing change, and definitely one of the less seen topics that has been handled with extreme subtlety and beauty. Just wonderful work!
This seemed so funny! What happened to the two children and the man? (I was thinking that it was Harry and his twin sons or something... that would have been so cute!)
Keep up the great work!
Author's Response: Lol, no, although that would have been cute. This was actually set from the dementers POV in POA - so the boy was Harry, while the man was SIrius, and it was driven away by the light of the patronus. A little confusing I know!
hehe, 'being brave enough' xD
I like to review pieces I betaed, so please forgive if this is a déjŕ-vu for you now:
You've got an exceptional style of describing the dementor's misery, I actually felt sorry for 'him'.
Author's Response: Lol, thanks so much Nessie - you were particularly brave with taking this on. Thanks for being such a great beta and so lovely to work with!
What amazing description! I saw this fic in the 'recent' bar and I clicked on it, and I started reading and I was captivated. The style reminds me of the old-fashioned style where people would proclaim 'Oh!' and that sort of thing. It is amazing. I love how it goes from cold to warm, and you describe all the feelings. I can really feel it (now I'm hungry and cold... hmmm) and it's just really good. I don't know what else to say as I am a terrible reviewer, but I really enjoyed your story and it's a great concept. :)
Author's Response: Wow. Thanks very much! I'm so glad you liked it - I was particularly worried about how this fic would be recieved because it was such a strange concept, so thanks for completely reassuring me!