Finished reading this fic with an overwhelming urge to hit Oliver upside the head, possibly with the Quidditch Cup.
Oh, the crazy emotions you've packed into this! Marvelous writing, too - the story really flows, bubbling along with all this mixed-up innocence and lust and cluelessness and need and eager curiosity. These two guys are so hot together, and so heartbreaking.
Love how you let us read between the lines of Oliver's blinkered point of view to see Harry's perspective coming through. How Oliver honestly doesn't get why Harry's upset after the game with the Dementors. How he's honestly bored by any talk about feelings. Because that's just how Oliver is.
I'm left with a lasting image of Harry running away from him, there at the end. Thanks for writing such an unusual, touching, memorable fic.
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Date: 2013-11-10 01:45 pm (UTC)Oh, the crazy emotions you've packed into this! Marvelous writing, too - the story really flows, bubbling along with all this mixed-up innocence and lust and cluelessness and need and eager curiosity. These two guys are so hot together, and so heartbreaking.
Love how you let us read between the lines of Oliver's blinkered point of view to see Harry's perspective coming through. How Oliver honestly doesn't get why Harry's upset after the game with the Dementors. How he's honestly bored by any talk about feelings. Because that's just how Oliver is.
I'm left with a lasting image of Harry running away from him, there at the end. Thanks for writing such an unusual, touching, memorable fic.