A/N First ever fanfic, I know it's poo but I just wanted to get something written. I promise to make my future stories better!
The Bond
Lyra
'C'mon Pan, we don't want to be late' chided Lyra, as she scooped her daemon up into her arms and hugged him.
'Lyra!' exclaimed Pantalaimon, 'We're not children anymore you know! Put me down!' Lyra grinned as she lowered Pan to the floor again, but her eyes didn't smile. The smile disappeared, and in its place there was a distant expression, with a twinge of sadness. Pantalaimon recognised it immediately. She was missing Will. Ever since the two lovers had parted and gone back to their own worlds, on that terrible day a year ago, Pan had seen the sadness in Lyra's eyes. He could sense the anguish she felt, the distance between her and Will. Pan nuzzled against Lyra's leg, and she snapped back from her miserable trance.
'Let's go, Pan'…
Will
'Kirjava…what if, what if she doesn't come, doesn't remember? What if she's met someone else? What am I going to do?' Will paused for breath, and then looked down at his daemon.
'We're going, aren't we? We've remembered? We've not met someone else, have we?'
'No.'
'Then neither will she' Kirjava answered, simply. Will nodded resolutely, walked out of his house, and headed down to the Botanic gardens…
Lyra
Lyra walked down to the Botanic gardens, Pan circling her protectively. She finally reached the entrance, at a few minutes to twelve.
'Just enough time to get to the bench, eh Pan?' whispered Lyra quietly. Pan simply nodded, then followed Lyra to their chosen seat. She sat, and waited, watching the minutes tick by. 'Pan, what if he…'
'Lyra, he'll be here'
Just as Pantalaimon finished his sentence, Lyra froze. She felt a wrenching tear at her heart, and then a glowing warmth spread through her body. She was sure Will was feeling the exact same way, in his Oxford miles away. She sensed his presence, felt his warmth, heard his voice, touched his skin, and for a moment their hearts were one. Then suddenly, the moment was gone.
'Pan…did you…could you…?'
'Yes.' was the short reply.
'Oh Pan, I do love him. I'll never stop loving him, never' whispered Lyra. She scooped Pan into her arms again, and held him to her chest and this time he did not refuse. A solitary tear slowly trickled down Lyra's face, then onto Pan's fur, where it lay for a moment, glistening pearly white, before it disappeared into nothing. Lyra sat back, thinking of Will, and the bond they had created. She sighed peacefully, and cherished the moment.
A/N WOOHOO so that's it. My first ever fanfic finished Please R&R.