I have just finished reading
Boys Don't Cry by
furiosity and
pixies.
It made me so gibbery and incoherent and oooh. This story is the reason why I read h/d. it reminds me of the beginning, years ago when i started reading h/d...before Sirius dies and Harry got even darker and broodier, before Harry's chest monster had a mental lapse and wanted to make out with Ginny, and before everyone started having babies with horrible names. And this story is the reason why I love Draco Malfoy.
I really don't want to spoil anything, but I just wanted to let people know about it, because hopefully it will bring that gushy feeling in your stomach too.
(The art done for this was spectacular too, but its really best when you see it as you read. Just know there is this one adorable picture of young!draco sitting in a thicket of nettles and another gorgeous one where harry's shirtless and their bodies are flush together and harry looks so serious about what's about to transpire it kills me :)