Fic Rec: Stately Homes of Wiltshire by Waspabi
Hello, folks. New reccer here. I’ve been so careful choosing my favourite fics to rec and, should you choose to read them, I really hope you enjoy them as much as I do. *Raises glass* Happy June!!
Title: Stately Homes of Wiltshire
Author: Waspabi on AO3
Rating: E / NC-17
Word count: 57,594
Warnings: Pining (so much pining). Mystery. Humour. Slow burn. Secondary OC characters - and a lot of Malfoy ancestor portrait sass.
Summary: Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.
Why I loved it: I’m not going to lie to you; when I first read the summary my first thought was along the lines of ‘how did they fill up nearly 60k with that and make it interesting’. Well, this author sure showed me. Plot. It’s full of wonderful plot. Also these crisp, clear, beautiful descriptions and a lovely rising sexual tension. Additionally, to top it all off, the characterisations are absolutely marvelous. This is the funniest, wittiest thing I’ve read in a long time and I’m so glad I didn’t skip over it because of my first impression.
Excerpt (optional): “If you insist on doing this, we’ll at least meet in the drawing room, like adults.”
Harry would be twenty-three in six months and he had yet to ever feel like an adult, not even when he had been awarded the Order of Merlin, first class. Especially not then. “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather chat in the kitchen like pensioners? Hold court in the loo like teens?”
Malfoy and Morag ignored him.
Rows of pale-faced ancestors craned their heads to watch the unlikely trio walk by. Harry really ought to have been accustomed to scrutiny after this long as the Boy Who Lived, but the prickling press of eyes still rankled. Even from oil paintings.
“Sod off,” he muttered to one particularly contemptuous portrait, whose moue of disapproval turned into an indignant sputter.
“Well I never,” said the portrait, one hand to his painted mouth.
“What was that?” Malfoy turned back towards him. “Potter, are you talking to yourself again?”
“Usually,” Harry admitted.
Title: Stately Homes of Wiltshire
Author: Waspabi on AO3
Rating: E / NC-17
Word count: 57,594
Warnings: Pining (so much pining). Mystery. Humour. Slow burn. Secondary OC characters - and a lot of Malfoy ancestor portrait sass.
Summary: Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.
Why I loved it: I’m not going to lie to you; when I first read the summary my first thought was along the lines of ‘how did they fill up nearly 60k with that and make it interesting’. Well, this author sure showed me. Plot. It’s full of wonderful plot. Also these crisp, clear, beautiful descriptions and a lovely rising sexual tension. Additionally, to top it all off, the characterisations are absolutely marvelous. This is the funniest, wittiest thing I’ve read in a long time and I’m so glad I didn’t skip over it because of my first impression.
Excerpt (optional): “If you insist on doing this, we’ll at least meet in the drawing room, like adults.”
Harry would be twenty-three in six months and he had yet to ever feel like an adult, not even when he had been awarded the Order of Merlin, first class. Especially not then. “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather chat in the kitchen like pensioners? Hold court in the loo like teens?”
Malfoy and Morag ignored him.
Rows of pale-faced ancestors craned their heads to watch the unlikely trio walk by. Harry really ought to have been accustomed to scrutiny after this long as the Boy Who Lived, but the prickling press of eyes still rankled. Even from oil paintings.
“Sod off,” he muttered to one particularly contemptuous portrait, whose moue of disapproval turned into an indignant sputter.
“Well I never,” said the portrait, one hand to his painted mouth.
“What was that?” Malfoy turned back towards him. “Potter, are you talking to yourself again?”
“Usually,” Harry admitted.