To tell you everything I loved about this fic would be to just retype it all again. It was wonderful from the construction, to the dialogue, to the characters holding true, to their voice. Snape suffering aphasia, with the frustration of the spoken words not painting the same pictures as the ones in his head, knowing it but the correct words being so close to the tip of his tongue yet elusive was so real my scalp prickled. The fact that they were both so flustered and embarrassed discussing their attraction to each other but finally just putting all that aside and deciding to go for it. Snape reminding Harry over and over that he did decide to keep his personality, as if it was permission to be snarky. The bumbling and imperfection of it all including the sex. Every bit of it brilliant!