[Podfic] Move, move written by @maesterchill (M, 53 minutes)
She grabbed Harry’s hand, slipping something small into it and pressing his fingers around it. “Dilectio. It’ll cheer you up. Make you feel like dancing.” Harry gaped at her. Drugs. Ginny’s fucking giving me drugs? At Stasis nightclub Ginny does indeed give Harry drugs. But it's all good: Malfoy looks after Harry, and Harry grapples with newfound enlightenments, not to mention a newfound fascination with all things Malfoy—one which persists even when he finds out what Malfoy's up to.
There was no question that I was going to record this fic for Wireless this year because it was inspired by maybe my favorite song, Bar Italia, by my favorite band, Pulp. When I went to London last month, I specifically walked by the actual Bar Italia so I could take a picture for this very post that I was going to write after reveals were published.
Anyway, give it a listen or a read!
And definitely listen to the song as well!











