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14 March 2012 @ 01:02 pm
A fluffy veela H/D must read  
Title:Without You
Author:icicle33
Rating:NC-17
Word Count:7,500
Warnings:creature!fic, a fair amount of blood for the extremely squeamish, mentions of past violence, and so much fluff it will hurt your teeth

Summary:Harry is devastated when Draco comes into his Veela inheritance and leaves him for his mate Christian. Harry assumes that Draco has found his happily ever after with his mate. Until one morning, he finds an unconscious Draco Malfoy on his front doorstep.


Why I loved it:I love Veela fics and this one was so brilliantly written. Her Draco and Harry are perfect in this story. The characters draw you into their story you become engrossed with why they were parted and want them to be reunited. The scene with all the blood may need to be skimmed over if you are easily squicked by lots of blood.(Don't let that stop you from reading this wonderful story.)

But oh the ending is lovely and filled with so much fluff it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy.

Excerpt(optional):He was walking down a long, empty corridor, his feet bare but warm against the lush, red velvet carpet that adorned the long corridor, contrasting sharply with the grey stone walls. A faint trill hummed against his ears, soothing him and calling out to him. He ran his hands against the wall, cool beneath his fingertips, walking closer and closer to the faint light at the end of the twisted hallway and towards the beautiful song. As he reached the end of the curved passageway, his fingers slightly numb, he came across a green flame torch. He pulled the torch off the wall and continued walking down the twisted corridor, diverging left and following a set of winding stone stairs that went on for what felt like ages, a cold shudder running up his body through his bare feet. Still, he didn't turn back and the trill was getting louder; it was as if an invisible force was propelling him forwards, not allowing him to turn around until he finally came to the bottom of the stairs and an menacing, wrought iron door.