Title:
SolderAuthor:
oakstone730Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 35,000
Warnings: potion/alcohol addiction and recovery, nipple play, rimming, dirty talk
Summary: Seven years ago, Harry disappeared out of Draco and Scorpius's life without a trace after Harry's addictions destroyed his and Draco's marriage. Now, Harry’s back, and Draco wants to believe he’s changed. But Harry isn’t the only one haunted by the past.
Why I loved it:
Rarely have I hit the kudos button at AO3 so fast! This fic was so good! I loved how realistic everything seemed - Draco's deep hurt and reluctance to trust Harry again, Harry's immense regret and determination to be worthy of trust, and even Scorpius was perfect. Honestly, I usually avoid kid!fic because the depictions of the children can seem so idealized and ungrounded, but every one of Scorpius' reactions to each step of his fathers getting back together was spot on how a child of that age and experience would have reacted. The reconciliation for Harry and Draco does not come easy at all, nor should it. But through it all there's a slow but searing build-up of the UST until the fantastic sex scenes at the end. Just AMAZING. Loved this fic!!!
Excerpt:
But to know that Harry had been living, healed, in England and never had he reached out to Draco or Scorpius stung. Draco had always held out hope that Harry would show an interest in Scorpius, the son he'd helped raise for four years. Scorpius had long since stopped asking about Papa, but Draco occasionally caught him studying the photo album filled with photos them as a family.
"Draco…"
Draco picked up his quill and rubbed his finger gently along the flight. "His artwork is beautiful. It was by accident that I stumbled across the exhibition. I was so impressed with the art. It is stupid, really, now that I know it is his. Every piece seemed to speak to me and I…I bought one of them. Ironically when it was delivered yesterday, before I knew it was by Harry, I put it in my bedroom."
He'd sat on the floor of his bedroom for half the night, sipping Firewhisky, and watching the shimmering green light cast by the glass and remembering back. The years he'd been with Harry had not all been bad. They'd loved hard and fast, tumbling into bed at the end of their disaster of a first date and the lust had only cooled when Harry decided that the only way to quiet his nightmares was with potions or alcohol. When he was clean though, Harry had been everything Draco loved, funny and full of snark, and a good father to Scorpius. And then it had all fallen apart. He'd finally dragged himself into bed, pulling a pillow over his head to block out the memories.
Draco stood up. He refused to descend into maudlin thoughts again. "You can relay to Harry my apologies. I didn't mean to expose his secret."
"Draco, I wish-"
"I trust you can see yourself out, Granger," Draco said as he went to stare out the windows. He could sense Hermione standing behind him. "Tell Harry that I'm glad he finally found what he needed to be happy."
"I didn't say he was happy," Hermione said before walking out of the room.
Note: this fic was part of
hd-erised 2015