the fic you go back to again and again

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For some reason, I'm on my third reading (over the last year) of this very entertaining fic called The Veela Enigma, by jennavere. A Harry/Draco story, and although it's mostly ridiculous, I get so much enjoyment from it. It's especially great on a day like today when I am completely out of sorts, feeling unwell both mentally and physically. This is not a deep, bittersweet and/or emotionally stirring fic, but it's fun! I give you the following tidbit for amusement purposes, and possible motivation to check out the whole thing, assuming you can tolerate some rather flowery writing.

ETA: I've noticed as I keep reading that the fic gets more and more silly as the chapters go on, as is often the case with such things. Lap-sitting, "baby" endearments...it's quite the gay veela romp.

After Lucius finally came around, and Draco had explained things to him at least three times, an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

Finally, Lucius broke it. "So I'm a quarter veela?"

Draco nodded. "Yes, Dad."

"And your mother's got some veela in her too?"

"Yes, Dad."

"So you've got active veela powers?"

"Yes, Dad."

"And you're in love with Harry Potter?"

"Yes, Dad."

"I see." Lucius appeared to be thinking things over.

Dumbledore was actually smiling. "Well, this is wonderful news!" he said happily, the twinkle restored in his eyes.

The other three occupants of the room looked at him like he was mad. Dumbledore beamed sagely at them.

"All the charges will be dropped now," he explained. "You can't possibly fault a veela in that situation for defending its mate. It explains everything."

"Oh yes, everything is explained," Lucius said in an undertone. "Except the part where I've got a gay veela for a son."

"HEY!" said Draco indignantly.

"Oh sorry, Draco. I forgot the part where my gay veela son is in love with the brat who landed me in prison and stole my House Elf."

"Dad, really," Draco said irritably. "You're such a drama queen. And you wonder why I'm gay."

Harry made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a repressed snort of laughter.

Lucius was not impressed. "Fine, well, now that we've cleared all this up," he said in a haughty tone of voice that was just like his son's. "I'll just be off. The Dark Lord is going to want to hear about this before it's splashed all over the papers. And I'll contact our Law Wizard, Draco, and get these charges dropped."

He turned to Harry menacingly. "And you, Potter," he said in a scary, evil voice. "You be good to my gay veela son, or I'll come after you and everyone you care about and shred them into tiny, bloody pieces."

"Aw, I haven't had a death threat from you in so long," Harry sighed dramatically. "It's just like old times, eh, Lucius?"

Lucius muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like "teenagers."

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[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Heeeeee!

I'm not a H/D fan but I'm BFF with someone who is, and I'm almost certain she's quoted this exact passage to me over Yim at least once. It sounds delightfully amusing, and if I were in the fandom, I'd probably have it as one of my guilty pleasure fics. *g*

[aimeelicious]

It's really just so over the top you can't help but be amused, and perhaps mildly disgusted with yourself for laughing, which is all part of the fun =P