FIC REC: Dismantle Repair
Title: Dismantle Repair
Author: shamrocker531
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 160K
Warnings: Mentions of abuse, violence; minor character death(s); infidelity; explicit sexual content
Summary: How a random meeting in a coffee shop can change everything. Non-magical. Draco/Harry, some Draco/Cedric, Harry/Oliver - Warning: Explicit sexual content.
Why I loved it:
I've read countless angsty fics, likes to read angsty fics, to the point that the number of angsty fics that could get me all worked up and emotional is already slim to zero, and yet this one made me crying like an over-emotional woman that gets upset way too easily. Like I didn't even spare a single tear drop when I was watching that Japanese drama "One Litre of Tears" for crying out loud! I was, and still likes to think that I am, such a cold-blooded creature, but this one broke me. Shattered me. Into pieces that barely could be put back together again (while reading it). I started the fic just around midnight at 12AM, and I stayed awake to finish it until it's already nearly 7AM. My eyes are sore and stinging from all the fucking tears, I am still on emotional high (or low?) from the aftermaths of such an emotional/touching/aching epic, still recalling so many scenes. I can't even go on to read other fics, can't even go to sleep because I kept thinking about it!
This story, caught my heart right from Chapter One, made me experienced a dreadful heartache right from the first chapter. I felt like crying already when I just finished Chapter One, and then I couldn't stop crying until the very end. But! This is not a tragedy. It's just, the emotions and feelings in there, were so realistic that you couldn't help but resonate. The ache, absolutely heartbreaking. And it's not those cliche "I love you but you don't love me back" scenarios, but it's those "We are so obviously in love with each other but yet we're lying to others and ourselves". I can't find the words to perfectly describe it, I wanted to say so many things but I couldn't. My heart is still aching for these two idiots, even though it's a happy ending.
I'll give a brief description of the story: It's done in Draco's POV, who has been through two badly ended relationships that resulted in making Draco afraid to love anymore. Harry is too foolish and too persistent, his world blurred by misplaced love, getting hurt then and again by love, but chose to return to the one who hurt him the most every then and again, and he doesn't realise just how much his actions were hurting other people too. These two foolish boys, at the beginning, one pursues, one evades, but none of them could deny the attraction they felt for one another. This already tangled up three-way relationship got more tangled up when they brought another person into the circle just for the reason to show the other that "I don't give a damn about you, really". And then when one of them finally decided that they could not stand it anymore, the other chose to back down... At the beginning, Harry's being a prat. As it goes, Draco started acting like a prick.
I've bookmarked this story for a long time, but was afraid to touch it because when I saw the rec it said that it's very frustrating and angsty, so I left it out on purpose. But when I finally chose to read it, my feeling was just like, and I quote from the story, "It's like he took a hold of my heart and squeezed it." That kind of suffocating ache! But yet you just can't help but follow along with what they were experiencing.
Excerpt:
Draco looked up at the voice coming from his left to find Alex sitting there, a glass of something fruity looking in his hand. Grey eyes lingered on the brightly colored drink for a moment, before lifting to look at the friendly, smiling face. "Just had some things to discuss with my partner," he explained before returning his attention to nothing.
"Partner," Alex said in obvious disappointment. "That's too bad, though not surprising in the slightest."
Draco smiled, but didn't look at him. "My work partner," he said softly.
"Oh!" Alex perked up immediately and scooted his stool closer. "So, no life partner then?"
Draco thought about it. It's too soon for all of that, isn't it? Harry isn't my partner exactly. I'm not even sure if he's my boyfriend. His heart seemed to stutter in his chest as he remembered his fight with his father and finally admitted to himself what he had said to the man that had made him strike him. I love him. "I don't know that I care for that term. Life partner…it sounds so…clinical…cold."
"Sounds lovely to me," Alex said with a wistful sigh. "What about a boyfriend? Have you got one of those?"
Without even thinking, Draco nodded. I love him he thought once again and he silently delighted at the warmth that spread through him. I love Harry Potter. Part of him wanted to run upstairs and shout it to Blaise; call Hermione and Pansy and tell them that he finally figured it out; track Harry down and kiss him until they were both breathless; but the other part of him wanted to keep it close and quiet. He didn't want to share that feeling with anyone because it was his. No one else's but his.
And Harry's. Harry should know. He glanced around as if his lover would just magically appear in front of him and was slightly startled, though not at all unpleased to see Harry walking directly towards him.
His hair was perfectly messy and his eyes were shining brightly from behind the frames of his glasses. He was wearing an old, threadbare t-shirt that clung to all of the right places and his jeans were dark blue and slightly frayed, a thick black belt holding them up around his trim waist. Draco couldn't help the affectionate smile that spread over his face as he glanced down at the raggedy green converse that covered the man's feet. He had once hated those shoes with such a passion, but now he couldn't imagine Harry wearing anything else.
Alex gently caressed Draco's arm, trying to get his attention back. "Do you want to dance?" he said as he leaned in close, his breath ghosting over Draco's ear and neck.
Draco turned his head and stared down at the fingers that stroked his arm. "I'm sorry, Alex. I can't."
"Draco?"
Hearing Harry's voice made his heart thump heavily and he spun around quickly to face his lover.
Harry smiled at him, though a bit hesitantly and glanced over at Alex. His eyes fell to Draco's arm, which Alex was still touching. "Who's this?" he asked as he looked back at Draco.
Draco stood, forcing Alex to move his hand and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.
"Draco, who - " But Draco pressed his mouth tightly to Harry's, cutting off any other words he may have wanted to say.
I love you. Draco kissed him harder, trying to wordlessly relay his thoughts. He nibbled softly at Harry's bottom lip and slipped his tongue into his lover's tea flavored mouth. He groaned as he twined his hands into unruly locks of soft hair.
After only a few short moments of confusion, Harry melted into the kiss, his hands coming to rest at the small of Draco's back to pull him closer.
"Take me home," Draco whispered against his lips. "Take me home and fuck me, Harry. Show me that I'm yours."
Harry's breath caught and he moved his mouth to Draco's long, pale neck. He left a trail of soft, possessive kisses against the heated skin, marking the flesh with his tongue, teeth and lips, leaving no doubt to anyone who would see that Draco was taken.
Draco gripped Harry's hair. "Please," he moaned softly. "Harry…" I love you. I fucking love you. "Please take me home. I want you."
Harry raised his head and crashed his mouth to Draco's, kissing him brutally, his teeth nipping almost painfully at Draco's already swollen lips. "Yes," he finally agreed.
Draco kissed him again and reluctantly let go of his hair. He glanced at Alex, who was staring at them with lust filled eyes, his mouth open as his breaths came in harsh pants. "This is the boyfriend, I take it?"
Draco nodded and looked back at Harry.
Harry's eyes shone with surprise and happiness. "Boyfriend, eh?" He grabbed Draco's hand and brought it to his mouth to kiss it. "I didn't know you were going around telling people I was your boyfriend." Harry turned Draco hand around and held eye contact as he ran the tip of his tongue over his palm.
Draco's cheeks flooded with color as he nodded. "Is that alright?"
"Oh, it's more than alright," Harry said softly. He took Draco's face in his hands and stroked his cheeks with his thumbs as he pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Let's go." He let go abruptly and turned away, dragging Draco behind him as he headed for the door.
Author: shamrocker531
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 160K
Warnings: Mentions of abuse, violence; minor character death(s); infidelity; explicit sexual content
Summary: How a random meeting in a coffee shop can change everything. Non-magical. Draco/Harry, some Draco/Cedric, Harry/Oliver - Warning: Explicit sexual content.
Why I loved it:
I've read countless angsty fics, likes to read angsty fics, to the point that the number of angsty fics that could get me all worked up and emotional is already slim to zero, and yet this one made me crying like an over-emotional woman that gets upset way too easily. Like I didn't even spare a single tear drop when I was watching that Japanese drama "One Litre of Tears" for crying out loud! I was, and still likes to think that I am, such a cold-blooded creature, but this one broke me. Shattered me. Into pieces that barely could be put back together again (while reading it). I started the fic just around midnight at 12AM, and I stayed awake to finish it until it's already nearly 7AM. My eyes are sore and stinging from all the fucking tears, I am still on emotional high (or low?) from the aftermaths of such an emotional/touching/aching epic, still recalling so many scenes. I can't even go on to read other fics, can't even go to sleep because I kept thinking about it!
This story, caught my heart right from Chapter One, made me experienced a dreadful heartache right from the first chapter. I felt like crying already when I just finished Chapter One, and then I couldn't stop crying until the very end. But! This is not a tragedy. It's just, the emotions and feelings in there, were so realistic that you couldn't help but resonate. The ache, absolutely heartbreaking. And it's not those cliche "I love you but you don't love me back" scenarios, but it's those "We are so obviously in love with each other but yet we're lying to others and ourselves". I can't find the words to perfectly describe it, I wanted to say so many things but I couldn't. My heart is still aching for these two idiots, even though it's a happy ending.
I'll give a brief description of the story: It's done in Draco's POV, who has been through two badly ended relationships that resulted in making Draco afraid to love anymore. Harry is too foolish and too persistent, his world blurred by misplaced love, getting hurt then and again by love, but chose to return to the one who hurt him the most every then and again, and he doesn't realise just how much his actions were hurting other people too. These two foolish boys, at the beginning, one pursues, one evades, but none of them could deny the attraction they felt for one another. This already tangled up three-way relationship got more tangled up when they brought another person into the circle just for the reason to show the other that "I don't give a damn about you, really". And then when one of them finally decided that they could not stand it anymore, the other chose to back down... At the beginning, Harry's being a prat. As it goes, Draco started acting like a prick.
I've bookmarked this story for a long time, but was afraid to touch it because when I saw the rec it said that it's very frustrating and angsty, so I left it out on purpose. But when I finally chose to read it, my feeling was just like, and I quote from the story, "It's like he took a hold of my heart and squeezed it." That kind of suffocating ache! But yet you just can't help but follow along with what they were experiencing.
Excerpt:
Draco looked up at the voice coming from his left to find Alex sitting there, a glass of something fruity looking in his hand. Grey eyes lingered on the brightly colored drink for a moment, before lifting to look at the friendly, smiling face. "Just had some things to discuss with my partner," he explained before returning his attention to nothing.
"Partner," Alex said in obvious disappointment. "That's too bad, though not surprising in the slightest."
Draco smiled, but didn't look at him. "My work partner," he said softly.
"Oh!" Alex perked up immediately and scooted his stool closer. "So, no life partner then?"
Draco thought about it. It's too soon for all of that, isn't it? Harry isn't my partner exactly. I'm not even sure if he's my boyfriend. His heart seemed to stutter in his chest as he remembered his fight with his father and finally admitted to himself what he had said to the man that had made him strike him. I love him. "I don't know that I care for that term. Life partner…it sounds so…clinical…cold."
"Sounds lovely to me," Alex said with a wistful sigh. "What about a boyfriend? Have you got one of those?"
Without even thinking, Draco nodded. I love him he thought once again and he silently delighted at the warmth that spread through him. I love Harry Potter. Part of him wanted to run upstairs and shout it to Blaise; call Hermione and Pansy and tell them that he finally figured it out; track Harry down and kiss him until they were both breathless; but the other part of him wanted to keep it close and quiet. He didn't want to share that feeling with anyone because it was his. No one else's but his.
And Harry's. Harry should know. He glanced around as if his lover would just magically appear in front of him and was slightly startled, though not at all unpleased to see Harry walking directly towards him.
His hair was perfectly messy and his eyes were shining brightly from behind the frames of his glasses. He was wearing an old, threadbare t-shirt that clung to all of the right places and his jeans were dark blue and slightly frayed, a thick black belt holding them up around his trim waist. Draco couldn't help the affectionate smile that spread over his face as he glanced down at the raggedy green converse that covered the man's feet. He had once hated those shoes with such a passion, but now he couldn't imagine Harry wearing anything else.
Alex gently caressed Draco's arm, trying to get his attention back. "Do you want to dance?" he said as he leaned in close, his breath ghosting over Draco's ear and neck.
Draco turned his head and stared down at the fingers that stroked his arm. "I'm sorry, Alex. I can't."
"Draco?"
Hearing Harry's voice made his heart thump heavily and he spun around quickly to face his lover.
Harry smiled at him, though a bit hesitantly and glanced over at Alex. His eyes fell to Draco's arm, which Alex was still touching. "Who's this?" he asked as he looked back at Draco.
Draco stood, forcing Alex to move his hand and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.
"Draco, who - " But Draco pressed his mouth tightly to Harry's, cutting off any other words he may have wanted to say.
I love you. Draco kissed him harder, trying to wordlessly relay his thoughts. He nibbled softly at Harry's bottom lip and slipped his tongue into his lover's tea flavored mouth. He groaned as he twined his hands into unruly locks of soft hair.
After only a few short moments of confusion, Harry melted into the kiss, his hands coming to rest at the small of Draco's back to pull him closer.
"Take me home," Draco whispered against his lips. "Take me home and fuck me, Harry. Show me that I'm yours."
Harry's breath caught and he moved his mouth to Draco's long, pale neck. He left a trail of soft, possessive kisses against the heated skin, marking the flesh with his tongue, teeth and lips, leaving no doubt to anyone who would see that Draco was taken.
Draco gripped Harry's hair. "Please," he moaned softly. "Harry…" I love you. I fucking love you. "Please take me home. I want you."
Harry raised his head and crashed his mouth to Draco's, kissing him brutally, his teeth nipping almost painfully at Draco's already swollen lips. "Yes," he finally agreed.
Draco kissed him again and reluctantly let go of his hair. He glanced at Alex, who was staring at them with lust filled eyes, his mouth open as his breaths came in harsh pants. "This is the boyfriend, I take it?"
Draco nodded and looked back at Harry.
Harry's eyes shone with surprise and happiness. "Boyfriend, eh?" He grabbed Draco's hand and brought it to his mouth to kiss it. "I didn't know you were going around telling people I was your boyfriend." Harry turned Draco hand around and held eye contact as he ran the tip of his tongue over his palm.
Draco's cheeks flooded with color as he nodded. "Is that alright?"
"Oh, it's more than alright," Harry said softly. He took Draco's face in his hands and stroked his cheeks with his thumbs as he pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Let's go." He let go abruptly and turned away, dragging Draco behind him as he headed for the door.