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[HP Fic Rec]: "Side-Along" by lumosed_quill

TITLE: Side-Along
AUTHOR: lumosed_quill
AUTHOR'S LJ NAME: [info]lumosed_quill
FANDOM: Harry Potter
PAIRING: Harry/Draco
OTHER PAIRINGS: past Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny
GENRES: slash, first time, humor, angst
WARNINGS: graphic m/m sex, language, spoilery, highlight if you wish to know: *possible dub-con, but not really *
CONTAINS: Professor!Harry, Lawyer!D, Sirius' motorcycle, Harry in a leather jacket, boys in their late twenties, UST, bickering, bantering, snark, spoilery, highlight if you wish to know: *bottom!D, fingering, anal sex, sex on a motorcycle, in-denial!D, hot!H, Draco in a suit, hurt!D, caring!H *
TIME FRAME: post-DH, not Epilogue compliant
WORDS: approx 22,000
SUMMARY: If this wasn't a curse then it was Hell. Because surely, in Hell, all roads would lead to Harry Potter's living room. (Given by the author.)
LINK TO FIC: Side-Along
NOTES: written for [info]hd_erised, 2013

He turned back to the bleak facade of Grimmauld Place. He ran a weary hand over his face. "You have got to be joking," he murmured beneath his breath.

There seemed to be nothing for it; Draco lugged his briefcase up the walkway, through magicks that allowed him for no apparent good reason, and he saw Potter there, leaned in his own doorway, a faded red dish towel slung over his shoulder.

Waiting for him.

Draco stormed toward him. "Is this your doing? What in the name of Merlin have you done to me?"

"Why would I want you to keep coming back here?" Potter asked reasonably. "Do you think I salivate for your scintillating company, Malfoy? I should hope it's not me; I'm getting a raw deal as you only stay a few seconds, shout, 'Fuck,' and then bolt. What is it now? Four times?"

"I have to get to work," Draco huffed.

"Malfoy, I don't think that's going to happen."

"Let me use your Floo. Perhaps it will work the other way around."

Potter shrugged. "Suit yourself." He pushed out of the doorway and opened the door. "And since you asked so politely and all."

Draco followed him into the house and down the long hallway, wishing Potter would get a move on. Draco checked his pocket watch. In five minutes, he'd officially be late.

Potter led him into his study. "I'm running low on Floo powder, so don't go wild or anything."

Draco shoved his hand into the ugly urn Potter provided while Potter watched him with a bland expression. Once again, Draco's gaze was caught by the red dish towel.

"Do you do your dishes like a Muggle?" Draco couldn't help but ask.

"I was a Muggle for eleven years of my life, Malfoy," Potter explained with what seemed like barely concealed anger.

"No you weren't," Draco muttered under his breath as he turned to the hearth.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, Potter." Draco threw the powder into the fireplace, stepped into the green flames, and emphatically enunciated, "The Ministry of Magic."

He watched Potter and his towel twist and swirl into oblivion while he himself went shuttling through the Floo network, his elbows drawn in tight, hands clutching his briefcase. After several seconds, he ejected from the Floo with such force that he tumbled end over end, finally coming to a stop on his arse in the middle of...

"Bloody fuck."

"Come on," Potter said with what seemed like a distinctly amused half-second quirk to this lips. "Hermione's in your division. We'll let her know you're going to be late." Potter held out his hand as though to help Draco up.

OMG, what a wonderful fic! I had such a great time reading this gem. There are lots of awesome lines and scenes here. Draco's wry comments are absolutely brilliant. It is immensely entertaining to read.

Draco has been cursed. Every time he tries to go to work or just home, he lands in Potter's living room, on his doorstep, or in his garden. Floo, Broom, Knight Bus – nothing seems to work. He's always back at Potter's place. Now, he is forced to live with Potter, eat dinner with him and having Potter accompany him to his work at the Ministry until they find an antidote. To make things even harder, Potter has to look so damn hot and pester him with his constant presence…

The characterizations are spot-on. I love this amused Harry being all patient, but persistent. Harry in a leather jacket on Sirius' motorcycle is something I won't ever forget. The same goes for every scene with that bike. The sex is blazing hot. I kid you not. I loved Draco's swearing, and his being in denial. Side-Along is a well-written, heart-warming fic with lots of humor, bickering/banter and UST(!). A highly entertaining read that you'll gladly want to reread.

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