This fic was absolutely incredible. I don't usually like the backward timeline style, but it really really worked here. It seemed like nothing was being taken away by the style, like the entire thing flowed well no matter which way you put it, and the last part about him pushing her from his mind? Very nicely done.
They were so tender and you could see the way they cared about each other or, rather, feel it. It was smutty enough, and meaningful. It struck me as very in-character on both parts and there's no way you could have known that I used to theorize about Fleur playing a bigger part than we saw her play in taking down Voldemort, but you wrote it for me anyway!
It was two of my very, very favorite characters caught up in a game of love and war. I liked the way it started, with her thinking about him, but I was hooked by the way he projected awkwardness to Voldemort in that second scene.
I can't wait to find out who you are. I'm sorry about the delay. I'd read it over my phone, but I had no way of writing a proper comment like this.