Fic title: A Christmas Bell
Penname: DBZVegeta
Summary: A little tarnished silver bell can hold a lifetime of memories. (Drabble). Written for the 200-word contest at The Hideway.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Category: Angst
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Harry leaned over the small box of ornaments, looking carefully through the fragile items. He sighed as he reached out and picked up the small, tarnished silver bell, with tiny letters set into the metal, which was out of place from the highly polished silver and gold ornaments. He smiled sadly as the softly tinkling sound tugged at his heart.
"When are you going to throw away that thing?" groused a voice from behind the tall Christmas tree. Draco's blonde head popped out from behind the tree, as he glared at Harry.
"I can't just throw it away, Draco," Harry said softly, as he drew the item close to his chest, cupping it between his two hands. He closed his eyes, as the muted sound of the bell rang from between his closed fingers. He hadn't heard Draco move, until he felt him sit down beside him.
"Harry," Draco started, as he reached out and took Harry's clasped hands and gently pulled them apart to reveal the bell. "Nothing you can do will ever bring him back, but you shouldn't torture yourself every year by bring this out."
"I know, Draco," Harry said softly, "but he was my baby boy."