The Apple by rinsbane
Title: The Apple
Pairing/Characters: HP/SS (also mentioned HP/GW, HP/TR, HP/Nagini)
Warnings: that would be bestiality. It’s all kind of dreamlike, though, open to interpretation. Still. Rating: NC-17
Summary: In which Harry gets a pet and Snarry goes to the beach. No, that’s not my real summary. In which Harry is a pussy, Snape flails around in prison, and Nagini rules the roost. Ok, that’s not my real summary either. Try this: Postwar, just. Voldemort is dead, and Harry has choices to make. (See why “Harry is a pussy” is better?)
Amruniel's Rec: Quite some time ago I developed quite a kink for any Harry-Snake action, sex-wise, and I re-encountered this particular fascination of mine in this fic. Wonderful. :)
And even without it, this story is a dreamlike journey - sometimes sweet and pleasant, sometimes like the worst nightmare.
I loved the way the war left Harry receding into - well, what? Madness? Isolation? An alternative reality? And I loved the fact that the most unlikely person is trying to show him the way back. I like the idea of Snape -despite all that happens- being the one more anchored in reality, in life.
I'm usually not the person for open endings but here it is simply perfect. As is the title.
A passage that sent shivers down my spine, because it is so spot-on:
Ginny tucks her feet under Harry’s leg. “That’s right,” she says. “You can do whatever you want now.”
It’s one of the scariest things Harry’s ever heard.
He’s never had any real choice in his life. First he was a freak, and that was all he knew. Then he was the Chosen One, and his life was plotted for him by the whims of a madman, the machinations of an old wizard whom he loved anyway, and the crazed ramblings of an incense-high witch in a tower. But this thing called choice – he’s terrified he’s going to fuck it up. And it will be all his fault if he does because it was his choice. Ginny wiggles her toes under his thigh and grins at him. He can’t smile back because he can’t move. He’s frozen, paralyzed with choice.
Edit: note that this fic is f-locked, but if you ask nicely, I bet rinsbane will give you access to this wonderful piece of work :)