Title:
The Green VialAuthor:
eidheann_writesRating: NC-17
Word Count: 31,400
Summary:
After months of seeing Harry Potter walk into his Apothecary disappointed and hopeless, Draco offers to carry the baby that Harry can't. Now he's just got to hide the fact that he's been half in love with Harry for years.
Why I loved it:
This was *such* a beautiful story. This might sound strange, but it was just so *comfortable* to read. Like, I started reading it and was immediately immersed in the story and the characters and it just flowed so effortlessly. I love stories like that.
I also loved how the author took the time to really let their relationship develop, and was realistic about how difficult it can be to get pregnant, even for people who are trying.
And I would be remiss not to mention the amazingness of the sex scenes :) I love it when sex scenes are integrated into the story in a way that's crucial for plot and character development and are not only hot but give us so many feels. The whole fic just left me with a silly grin on my face and feeling like I'd just had a treat.
Excerpt:
Finally, Potter sighed. "Look. You were a git in school. And I was probably a bit of a git as well. I'm not going to apologize for being cautious. But I'm willing to let the past be the past and move on if you are."
Draco blinked at Potter, taking in the familiar stubborn expression he wore. "Move on?"
"We were having fun. Hopefully I won't need you in a professional capacity forever." And at that, Potter's expression twisted in a grimace. "But we can still meet up, yeah? Tea at the best tea shop on Margin Alley?"
"Only tea shop on Margin Alley."
"There you go. So, friends?" Potter held out his hand again, reaching across the table. "I'm Harry Potter. Sometimes an arse, though I like to think I grew out of the worst of it, pretty much always late, and loves chocolate."
"Draco Malfoy." Draco reached across, shaking Potter's hand once again. "Always punctual and couldn't give a fig for chocolate."
"And a bit of an arse?"
Draco shook his head. "I'm not the one insulting you this afternoon, Potter."
Potter rolled his eyes. "Bit of an arse. Good to meet you. Do this again in a couple weeks?"
"I... All right."