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(Up-to-date as of 14-May-2017)

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Fic Rec - Sæglópur by femmequixotic

Title: Sæglópur - https://archiveofourown.org/works/219701
Author: femmequixotic
Rating: M
Word Count: 34,252
Warnings: [Spoiler (click to open)]Kind of Infidelity (not HD), Get together, Public sex

Summary: After a difficult breakup, Draco finds himself dragged to the land of magic, law, and natural wonders where, of course, nothing goes as planned.

Why I loved it:
I really do not want to say too much about this story. I feel like me saying too much will ruin the story for you. If you have ever read any of femmequixotic’s stories, you know that basically all of them are excellent. But the angst can be tough to get through. But the end is so worth it. The story is in Draco’s POV. And he is done really well. Harry is gorgeous, even though you don’t know what he is thinking. I love stories where there is travel, different countries and difficult ideas/thoughts. There are some great other characters in this, but you need to read to find out.

: Pansy sighs and leans back against the arm of the chaise. "You've been sniping at Potter for three months now. While I recognise your need to take the Terry situation out on someone, bless, darling--" She takes the cigarette I pass back to her. "--and Merlin knows Potter's an excellent choice, still, really, it's becoming terribly old. Not to mention clichéd. We've all moved past Hogwarts by now." She looks at me. "Well. Most of us."

“Oh, get stuffed,” I snap.

“You're always such a bitchy cunt when you're celibate, you know,” Pansy says, her mouth drawn into a tight line. “I don't know who the hell you were fucking when Terry was gone, but thank God for him. Or them, however many it was. It was a whore, wasn't it? Blaise said that must be the way of it, as you weren't talking about him, although Millie thinks you were just cottaging in a nightclub loo every weekend. Really, darling, I don't even care if you have to pay someone to put up with you long enough to wring one orgasm from you. Please for the love of all that's holy, find whomever it was again--”

“Pansy, what part of get stuffed was unclear?” My voice rises.

Such Great Heights by softlyforgotten

Title: Such Great Heights
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 93312
Warnings: Warning for character death (minor, but important to a main character; see end of work for more clarification), nods towards PTSD for a range of characters, and teenage boys saying dumb things about bisexuality.
Summary: Nearly a year after the war ended, Harry is somewhat confused about who and what he really wants. And then he happens on Draco and a certain dragon. Not epilogue compliant.

Why I loved it: There is an enormous intensity in Draco's and Harry's feelings. They have to work through a lot of emotional baggage, difficult relations with their respective friends and family, politics and their own expectations (or lack thereof). It is one of these things you can`t put down.
And - bonus - it is part of a series, even if the second part, Scenes from a life, was a bit too much Fluff for my taste.

Excerpt: Harry looked back at the dragon. After a moment, he reached out with a delicate finger and touched one cold scale. It felt rougher, more interesting now that he wasn’t clinging to her in desperation, trying to escape.
“Does she have a name?” he asked.
“I’ve been talking to her for ten minutes, Potter,” Draco said, annoyed.
“I - what? Wait, Monster?” Harry said. “You called her Monster? Didn’t Buckbeak teach you anything?”
“Dragons are much more intelligent than hippogriffs,” Draco said stiffly, “and I think Buckbeak was a particularly stupid hippogriff. Monster understands my wit.”
“There’s something so wrong with you,” Harry told him, and Draco shrugged and looked away. The dragon made a rough noise that startled Harry, made him grab for his wand, but Draco reached out absently and took hold of his wrist, stopping him.
“It’s fine,” he said. “She snores.”
“Oh,” Harry said, and laughed, a bit, because this whole night was surreal.
Draco wasn’t laughing. He breathed out and looked down and said, “If I come quietly, will you - will you leave my parents alone?”
“I can’t imagine your mum would let that happen,” Harry said automatically. He thought briefly of Narcissa, and the forest. Then he stopped.
Draco swallowed hard. “Right,” he said. “Right. I - my mum won’t come quietly, you, you have to tell your - the aurors not to - promise me you won’t hurt her. Please.”
Harry stared at him, disbelieving, Draco Malfoy shaking like a leaf and still trying to demand obedience. After a moment he said, “I haven’t called any aurors, Malfoy.”
“I don’t quite think you can take my mum down on your own,” Draco said, eyes darting up. “Don’t get me wrong, I know you’re the saviour of the wizarding world and slayer of the Dark Lord and all, but -- my mum’s--”
“I know your mum,” Harry said. That coldness curled in his gut again. “I just mean - I’m not calling any aurors, Malfoy. I don’t care about you or your parents. You can do what you want, as long as you don’t hurt anyone else.”


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