Dramione Recs ~ducks~

May 16, 2011 19:27

I've been on a bit of a Dramione binge lately - I do adore their dynamic - and these two fics are just begging to be rec'd. (I know I'm late to the party on the first one, but still.)

The Politician's Wife by pir8fancier
Complete in 14 chapters (ca. 67000 words), rated M

Humor, maturity, depth: this story has it all. It features Draco and Hermione in their 40s, competing for the same position at the Ministry, their sexual tension and hearty banter undiminished by time. They are both married, so their relationship unfolds as an odd friendship at first, but ... it doesn't take a genius to guess where it goes. pir8fancier tackles some intense themes and the entire spectrum of human emotion, and she does it with flair and finesse. This story is first rate, the writing in fine form. I cannot recommend it highly enough.

Witness a very adult, very inebriated Draco musing about Harry (after his son has married Potter's daughter, mind): Granted, Potter’s usual choice of weapon as far as I am concerned is his grubby paws. Why he is so intent on throttling me to death is a mystery. Odd little kink of his. Think he's a pouf? Will do anything to get his hands on me? Or do you suppose it some sort of Muggle thing, this compulsion to kill people with his bare hands as opposed to eviscerating them with his wand? Silly me. He likes to do that too.

The Mildred Plotker Incident by unknown
Complete in 2 chapters, rated PG-13

This posted recently at the dmhgficexchange, and I'm indebted to pokeystar for recommending it. It is crisp, clean, and jampacked with enough wit and aplomb to fuel ... something really big (sorry, I'm not as witty as the titular character). What makes it markedly original in my book is that it's told from an "outsider" perspective - the POV we are gifted with is that of Mildred Plotker, whose dry observations had me almost cracking a rib at my local coffeeshop. Did I mention that Mildred functions as a therapist to the stars War Heroes? Oh, and Draco and Hermione are here too, in the midst of a fine bout of marital misunderstanding. Unsurprisingly, Mildred is in the middle of it.

This is one of my favorite paragraphs: Hufflepuffs were the tricky ones; they surprised Mildred until she classified them to Gryffindoresque idealism or Slytherinesque narcissism. But then she got very few Hufflepuffs. They solved their own problems, or died or went mad trying. Ravenclaws didn’t want anyone else picking at their minds. How presumptuous. Mildred would know. She was one. If it weren’t for the entertainment these Gryffindors and Slytherins inevitably gave her into each of their sittings, she would long have abandoned them and retired somewhere, annexing and Muggle-proofing one of the islands in the Philippines or some other exotic tropical country and spending the rest of her days reading fake Regency-era novels while drinking mango juice. With chickens pecking around her feet. She liked chickens.

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