What a lovely, lovely fic! I'm not even sure where to start. I adore the parallelism of their stories--Harry and Viktor both having "fallen," neither quite mature enough to feel confident that they'll recover and fly again, literally or metaphorically. This is the best kind of getting-together story, where you sense the characters grow as they fall in love. Spare but beautiful language, great cameos from the Hogwarts staff, dead and alive. Brava! Maggie