Writer: Azure K Mello
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 95 of , or part 12 of Part Three
Words: 221
Dude, this is a reward for reading through the Jem story. . . wait you enjoyed that. . . fuck you're getting a reward for getting a reward.
Harry was still curled up in his parents bed thinking about all he had seen in the bowl in Dumbledore's office when he remembered Draco. They were supposed to have met for a study session a half hour ago. "Fuck," he muttered and reached for his father's mirror, he called out to Draco who quickly appeared. The blond was sitting on Harry's bed looking pissed. "I'm so sorry," said Harry quickly.
"Where are you? You're a half hour late." These was quiet vitriol in his words.
"I'm sorry, I totally forgot about it. I had a bad day. I'm sorry I'm at home."
"Typical. Harry Potter forgets about everyone else. Fuck your bad day, you're forcing me to have one of my own."
"I'll make it up to you. I'm sorry," Harry forced himself to not get upset but he could see the look on Draco's face and it was a lot like the one the boy would wear were he to kill Harry in that possible future. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to fuck up your day. I just. . . I wanted to know I belonged somewhere so I came home. I'm really sorry, you're right I'm a thoughtless bastard. I'll try harder." He placed the mirror face down on the bed and rolled over onto his side.