At 2:30 in the morning I'm probably not my most articulate, but I had to write as soon as I finished. Such a perfect combination of Draco in dire straights, Harry in different dire straights and no mothering Hermione, uber-bitch Ginny or homophobic Ron to ruin it!
Draco's voice was strong and sure throughout, he won my compassion but never my pity. Harry, I pitied, and that was ok. I was captivated and unable to stop reading and go to bed as a good girl really aught. But what a great reason to be cranky tomorrow!