Gosh, this is absolutely beautiful, and so fantastic! I'm always marginally wary about reading Draco fics because I find writing him so unbelievably difficult, he's such a tricky wee character to get right, and I find a lot of other people don't get him quite right, either. You did him so much justice in this fic, however, and I'm completely in awe of your Astoria. I've never, ever thought of her as being a psychiatrist before, nor is your characterization anything like mine, but I just adore how you've written her! You've made both Draco and Astoria come to life and just, ugh, wow. I love it.
Your writing in general is beautiful as well - it's really pretty and lyrical, but it's not too airy-fairy at the same time, if you get me? And I love the delving into Draco's mind, and it all strikes me as seriously accurate - I particularly liked the mention of Crabbe, and his death still haunting Draco, as it's something I think is often forgotten? Even though Draco obviously didn't treat Crabbe as an equal, they grew up together, and so it must've affected him - thinking about it, the fact that Draco didn't treat him as an equal might've made it worse.
Anyways, I loved it to bits, and I really hope you 're continuing it? It's perfectly strong enough to hold itself on its own, obviously - I'm just pretty much itching to read more about your Draco and Astoria because they're really interesting.
Author's Response: Thank you so much! I have similar sentiments about fanon Draco too. I am perpetually in love with the idea of him, but he's usually written too woobie-ish or overtly angsty for my tastes, so I gave it a go myself c: I hope you've read peppersweet's Draco stories, because I was very much inspired by hers.
Teehee, airy-fairy. I think I've gotten a bit airy-fairier since writing this, just from a conscious effort to write more description, but I love going back to my sparse roots in shorter stories. I find it easier to write concisely, weirdly enough--usually it's the opposite! On Crabbe: no matter how close or distant he was, seeing someone he's interacted with for years just die in front of him--I think that's the kicker. My personal horrifying thought is just suddenly vanishing from the earth one day--just like that, an entire life cut short. All that potential, gone.
I mean to continue this, but my muse has stalled D: I also mean for it to work decently enough as a one-shot, as I'd feel guilty posting it otherwise. I really appreciate this review--it's so nice to see a surprise review on an old fic--thank you again ^__^