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Thing, by Cimorene and Wax Jism
(HP, Sirius/Remus)
Simply put, it's a story of what happens when Sirius shows up on Remus' doorstep, still hunted, but it's also the story of what happened when they were at school, and neither of those really gives a sense of a story that is rich and textured and was like something palpable in my hand. Alternating past and present, both chronologically and in tense (tensewise?), as well as Remus' and Sirius' PoVs, it's in some ways two stories in one, and in some ways both more and less. It's a story that's in no hurry, that takes pleasure in the falling snow, and the sip of chocolate, as much as the more dramatic happenings. I have one small query about scratches by werewolf, but this story made me almost entirely content.
Number 41 is Remus' door. It's painted blue, and the bushes outside are shaggy and unkempt.
It's the old cosmic joke again, Sirius thinks. His spine tingles. Missing James is like being caught on a fish hook and slowly reeled out of his mind. Missing Remus is a numb spot somewhere deep down, blankness hiding something worse.
"No more of that," he mutters and shakes his head sharply. "Sentimental old sod."
Lustre, by Julad and Calico
(HP, H/D)
Towards the end of his time at Hogwarts, Draco is just fine with what his future holds in store, adores the gift his father has sent, tries to figure out the related puzzle, and attempts to ignore Harry Potter. Entirely in Draco's PoV, the story struggles with his growing confusion and frustration as his future begins to assume a more concrete form. It's a Draco I can believe in and even like, painting him in a way I found both intriguing and sympathetic, while not minimizing the nastiness of which he is capable. All along, Draco's outward ego and pride, much as we see them in the books, are colored by what's going on inside him in a way so as to both explain his behaviors and undermine the typical outside measure of them. Beyond that, it's not really a story of the pairing, as such, but a story of Draco, and it spends most of its time exploring the world of the Slytherins and what it means to be a Malfoy.
Since agreeing to take the position Lucius has found for him at the Ministry, he's come to realise that the future he imagined and the future he faces bear no resemblance to one another. He's fine with that, he really is, but he still sometimes has to pause and make the small mental adjustments required by his recently altered fate. Clearly, he has to adjust to the idea that soon he won't be at school with Potter anymore, that he'll never push him down on the grass and do what he really wants to him.
(HP, Sirius/Remus)
Simply put, it's a story of what happens when Sirius shows up on Remus' doorstep, still hunted, but it's also the story of what happened when they were at school, and neither of those really gives a sense of a story that is rich and textured and was like something palpable in my hand. Alternating past and present, both chronologically and in tense (tensewise?), as well as Remus' and Sirius' PoVs, it's in some ways two stories in one, and in some ways both more and less. It's a story that's in no hurry, that takes pleasure in the falling snow, and the sip of chocolate, as much as the more dramatic happenings. I have one small query about scratches by werewolf, but this story made me almost entirely content.
Number 41 is Remus' door. It's painted blue, and the bushes outside are shaggy and unkempt.
It's the old cosmic joke again, Sirius thinks. His spine tingles. Missing James is like being caught on a fish hook and slowly reeled out of his mind. Missing Remus is a numb spot somewhere deep down, blankness hiding something worse.
"No more of that," he mutters and shakes his head sharply. "Sentimental old sod."
Lustre, by Julad and Calico
(HP, H/D)
Towards the end of his time at Hogwarts, Draco is just fine with what his future holds in store, adores the gift his father has sent, tries to figure out the related puzzle, and attempts to ignore Harry Potter. Entirely in Draco's PoV, the story struggles with his growing confusion and frustration as his future begins to assume a more concrete form. It's a Draco I can believe in and even like, painting him in a way I found both intriguing and sympathetic, while not minimizing the nastiness of which he is capable. All along, Draco's outward ego and pride, much as we see them in the books, are colored by what's going on inside him in a way so as to both explain his behaviors and undermine the typical outside measure of them. Beyond that, it's not really a story of the pairing, as such, but a story of Draco, and it spends most of its time exploring the world of the Slytherins and what it means to be a Malfoy.
Since agreeing to take the position Lucius has found for him at the Ministry, he's come to realise that the future he imagined and the future he faces bear no resemblance to one another. He's fine with that, he really is, but he still sometimes has to pause and make the small mental adjustments required by his recently altered fate. Clearly, he has to adjust to the idea that soon he won't be at school with Potter anymore, that he'll never push him down on the grass and do what he really wants to him.