Writer: Azure K Mello
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 102 of ? or part 17 of Part Three
Words: 319
They had almost finished their studying for the night. Draco had been cool towards him and Harry could understand that but said softly, "I want to be friends."
"I've forgiven you for being an arse." Draco sounded bored as he flipped through both sets of notes.
"No, I don't mean I want to make up. I mean: I want to be friends."
Looking at him for the first time Draco thought and then said, "Good, I would hate it if the boy with the highest marks in Potions wasn't my friend." Harry laughed and then Draco said, "Can I ask you a friendly question?"
"Only if it's not about last night," replied Harry not wanting to think about it anymore than he had to.
"Why do you cover your scar?" asked Draco softly.
"Because it makes me stand out. I don't want people to like me because they look at me and see a tragedy. My mother died I don't want to be a celebrity for that." He looked away worrying that Draco would laugh. But the blond just nodded and said nothing. "Did you sleep here last night?" asked Harry.
"What makes you ask?" Draco spoke in a guarded tone.
"My roommates heard snoring and I found a blond hair on my pillow," Harry replied as though it were normal for Draco to sleep there.
"I was frustrated with you and passed out," lied Draco and Harry could see it as a fib but didn't push any more. "When I woke up it was past curfew and I didn't want to get caught."
Looking at the watch Sirius had given him for his birthday. The face read "Past Curfew" and Harry said, "Well, you're screwed again. Gonna sleep here?"
Draco studied him before saying, "Can I?" and Harry could see that Draco was testing to see how far Harry would let him in to his life.
"Of course."