Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: A Thousand Stories Untold is here! Basically, to save my profile from being cluttered with drabbles, I decided to put them all in one "story".
EDIT (03/07/2011): I would like to warn you that this place has basically been my drabble dump for over a year now. There are decent drabbles in here, but they are mixed amongst handfuls of rather terrible ones. I don't want to go through and delete them/repost because while I cringe upon re-reading some of these, it's interesting to see my writing gradually improve as time passes. If you plan on reading this and are used to high quality fics, you have two options. You can turn back now and forget you ever clicked, or you can put up with the terrible quality of most of these drabbles so you can read the ones that are better. I apologise now if any of these make you physically wince. I can safely say I'm ashamed to even have written some of these, so I understand if you read a few and then turn away from the fic.
Title: Only His Reflection.
Summary: All Sirius wanted was to talk to his godson.
Genre: Family.
Rating: K+
Warning: N/A
Pairing/Character: Sirius, Harry.
Word Count: 100
Sirius sat on the floor in Buckbeak's room, staring almost desperately at the mirror in his hands, but all that appeared was his own reflection. Someone knocked on the door and he hid the mirror behind his back.
"Lunch!" Molly called through the door.
"Okay!" Sirius yelled back, and listened to the footsteps moving away until they could be heard no more.
He pulled the mirror from behind his back, gazing into it, but once again, he did not see the face of his godson staring back at him.
Come on, he thought. Contact me.
Harry never did.
A/N: Next one up ASAP.
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