I've been waiting for this fic for a while *happy* …. And it was well worth the wait. Lucius is such a pimp!
In retrospect, Harry recalled the small signs of danger – a certain dishevelment in Malfoy's appearance, a strand of white-blond hair coming free from his pony tail, an unusual spot of colour on the pale face, and an unsettled, near-manic glint in the steel-gray eyes.
Hindsight is 20/20, right? I love these little touches/details. So visual … In fact, I love all of your Lucius as always. That first confrontation between Harry and Lucius is deliciously tense. I thought Harry was about to ex- or im-plode, hot-headed Gryffinsor that he is … and then whoosh. Potion. Compulsion. Obedience.
"Remember when I grabbed you in the Ministry, Harry?"
Oh yesssss … Malfoy's wand, digging into Harry's ribs. Who could forget?
This had to be the world's worst moment to discover one's own untoward desires.
Talk about the understatement of the year! This is bloody brilliant! Such a wonderful mindfuck, and Harry is Twisted, Twisted, Twisted … I love him. And I love Lucius. And Snape- ooooooh Snape, that sick bastard. And Ron was all right. This was so amazingly HOT //wonder-wonder-wonderful …. I'm full of enthusiasm on this sunny Sunday. My only complain with this fic was that it was too short.
But mmmmm, you always manage to use all of my favourite words …
It BEGS for a four-some sequel. Harry/Ron/Lucius/Snape in some combination or other. Snape could use this against *everyone* OMG. Yes.
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Date: 2006-05-07 04:58 pm (UTC)In retrospect, Harry recalled the small signs of danger – a certain dishevelment in Malfoy's appearance, a strand of white-blond hair coming free from his pony tail, an unusual spot of colour on the pale face, and an unsettled, near-manic glint in the steel-gray eyes.
Hindsight is 20/20, right? I love these little touches/details. So visual … In fact, I love all of your Lucius as always. That first confrontation between Harry and Lucius is deliciously tense. I thought Harry was about to ex- or im-plode, hot-headed Gryffinsor that he is … and then whoosh. Potion. Compulsion. Obedience.
"Remember when I grabbed you in the Ministry, Harry?"
Oh yesssss … Malfoy's wand, digging into Harry's ribs. Who could forget?
This had to be the world's worst moment to discover one's own untoward desires.
Talk about the understatement of the year! This is bloody brilliant! Such a wonderful mindfuck, and Harry is Twisted, Twisted, Twisted … I love him. And I love Lucius. And Snape- ooooooh Snape, that sick bastard. And Ron was all right. This was so amazingly HOT //wonder-wonder-wonderful …. I'm full of enthusiasm on this sunny Sunday. My only complain with this fic was that it was too short.
But mmmmm, you always manage to use all of my favourite words …
It BEGS for a four-some sequel. Harry/Ron/Lucius/Snape in some combination or other. Snape could use this against *everyone* OMG. Yes.