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I am at a loss as to how there is not more A Separate Peace slash around these parts.
The book is set (as the back cover says) "in the early years of World War II" at a BOYS BOARDING SCHOOL. For all you HPers that's Hogwarts minus the girls and the magic. Just boys. Living together & wearing uniforms.
AND all of them are legal(ish)! 17 is better than nothing!
The two main characters are Phineas (Finny for short)& Gene: best friends, they share a room, they share clothes, they form clubs together... you get my point. The entire thing is told from Gene's POV.
... I abruptly resented the bell and my West Point stride and hurrying and conforming. Finny was right. And there was only one way to show him this. I threw my hip against his, catching him by surprise, and he was instantly down, definitely pleased. This was why he liked me so much. When I jumped on top of him, my knees on his chest, he couldn't ask for anything better.
Chapter 1, page 19.
And that's not taken out of context or anything.
Let's take a look at another example....
(The two skip school and ride to the beach on their bikes.)
Then we found a good spot among some sand dunes at the lonely end of the beach, and there we settled down to sleep for the night. The last words of Finny's usual nighttime monologue were, "I hope you're having a pretty good time here. I know I kind of dragged you away at the point of a gun, but after all you can't come by yourself, and at this teen-age period in life the proper person is your best pal." He hesitated and then added, "which is what you are," and there was silence on his dune.
It was a courageous thing to say. Exposing a sincere emotion nakedly like that at the Devon School was the next thing to suicide. I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said. I started to; I nearly did. But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.
Chapter 3, page 48.
The only piece of fiction I've found related to this story at all is Sleeperhold, by argyleheir. And it's amazing. It's the best piece of fiction I've read in a long time. It's almost perfect.
But yes. Now you see why this world needs more ASP slash?
My job here is done.
The book is set (as the back cover says) "in the early years of World War II" at a BOYS BOARDING SCHOOL. For all you HPers that's Hogwarts minus the girls and the magic. Just boys. Living together & wearing uniforms.
AND all of them are legal(ish)! 17 is better than nothing!
The two main characters are Phineas (Finny for short)& Gene: best friends, they share a room, they share clothes, they form clubs together... you get my point. The entire thing is told from Gene's POV.
... I abruptly resented the bell and my West Point stride and hurrying and conforming. Finny was right. And there was only one way to show him this. I threw my hip against his, catching him by surprise, and he was instantly down, definitely pleased. This was why he liked me so much. When I jumped on top of him, my knees on his chest, he couldn't ask for anything better.
Chapter 1, page 19.
And that's not taken out of context or anything.
Let's take a look at another example....
(The two skip school and ride to the beach on their bikes.)
Then we found a good spot among some sand dunes at the lonely end of the beach, and there we settled down to sleep for the night. The last words of Finny's usual nighttime monologue were, "I hope you're having a pretty good time here. I know I kind of dragged you away at the point of a gun, but after all you can't come by yourself, and at this teen-age period in life the proper person is your best pal." He hesitated and then added, "which is what you are," and there was silence on his dune.
It was a courageous thing to say. Exposing a sincere emotion nakedly like that at the Devon School was the next thing to suicide. I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said. I started to; I nearly did. But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.
Chapter 3, page 48.
The only piece of fiction I've found related to this story at all is Sleeperhold, by argyleheir. And it's amazing. It's the best piece of fiction I've read in a long time. It's almost perfect.
But yes. Now you see why this world needs more ASP slash?
My job here is done.