What a vividly intense story. You did a masterful job of creating a grim, bleak atmosphere at Grimmauld Place, and the storyline about dealing with Ron's infirmity and eventual death was heartrending. Seeing the group care for him, and hang suspended in the grip of that need was so believable and so very tragic. His funeral was beautifully done, and so poignantly conveyed the pain of his family and friends. It makes so much sense that they would, one by one, move on from that time and place once the need to care for Ron was over, yet there was Harry stuck with that ghost(as well as all the rest). Turning to Snape was almost inevitable for him.
The evolution of the feelings between them was so brilliantly crafted - the complex interplay of anger, lust, love, hate, possessiveness, impatience, care, exasperation, compassion - it just drew me in and in as the story unfolded. The passion between them that led to the eventual couplings was blistering, with frantic grinding need pouring off the page.
The scene with the fire was as blazing as the flames licking up the walls, with Snape's determination to die and Harry's ambivalence, and their eventual breakthrough past their similarly guarded, defensive hearts to save each other - the suspense and angst took my breath away. I loved how you have Snape once again make huge sacrifices to save Harry, and in doing so, freeing himself. The image of Harry, naked and open was so redolent of his lost innocence, and exquisite in its portrayal of the side of Harry that can in fact perform this selfless act that Snape believes no one capable of. The roses are truly the view of hope as told us by your very entertaining Odile, and I love that this hope leaves the door open at the end of the story, for these two damaged souls to rejoin after hopefully achieving some healing.
There's so much more to comment on in this richly layered, darkly atmospheric, troubled yet hopeful tale, but I'll settle for saying thanks for sharing such a riveting story with the rest of us.