Writer: Azure K Mello

Title: A Bond Never Dies

Part: 120 of ? or part 35 of Part Three

Words: 400

"How can that be the wrong answer?" asked James sounding truly perturbed.

"I don't know." Sirius still wasn't looking at him so James sat up to see his face. "You just keep saying that this isn't good. And I'm sorry if you don't think it is."

"No, I was asking if it was good. I'm glad you think it's good. I was asking if we were clinging."

"Is it a problem if I am clinging? You're the only good thing that happened to me. You, and Remus, and Lily, and Harry, and Severus Fucking Snape too. But I'm not delusional, I know Harry will grow up, we'll grow old, die. But if we die in four years I'm going to cling the hell out of those four years. I'm sorry."

"Why do you keep apologizing?" asked James softly.

"Because I tied you to me. And you're not happy."

"What are you talking about? I was asking if you were happy. I'm happy."

"I love you, James, is that good?"

"Of course, Sigh. You're everything to me."

"Well good. Can we stop talking about this?" James physically turned the taller man so that he could see Sirius' face. The man was visibly shaken and he said, "I should have told you what I was doing when I made you bleed on that stone."

"You didn't make me do anything I didn't want to do."

"I trapped you."

"Well, maybe, but I've never felt like that. But if you'd told me I would have gladly forged the bond with you. So it's not a trap. I love you."

"Wonderful, can we stop talking about this? What is this about?"

"I was worried about the war and Harry. And then I started just worrying."

"You were such a carefree kid," Sirius said with a little smile. He kissed James' cheek.

"I thought maybe we're only together because of the bond now."

"I thought we discussed this when we were fifteen."

"We did but, I mean, Harry wasn't here then."

"I love you. I love him. I don't want anything more than what we have."

"We could have a baby," James offered but Sirius just sighed. The man added quickly, "There's lots of potions."

Shaking his head he said, "Not until we've won the war and Harry's out of danger. We need to focus on our little boy before even thinking of a baby."