Writer: Azure K Mello
Rating: R
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 1/?
Words: 297
Warnings: Angst, Slash.
Pairing: J/S (eventually)
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"I swear from this day forward to love only you. To feel allegiance to only you. To be only yours. From now until the day we die I belong to you." James bit through his finger and touched the bloody digit to the grey/blue stone. He smiled at his best friend as Sirius repeated the vow and covered the stone in his own blood. "So what exactly was that?"
"Nothing," said Sirius. "It's just proof we're friends." He pocketed the stone and reminded himself to give it back to Dumbledore. He blew the hair out of his eyes and tied it back tightly.
"You've been my bestfriend, since we were eight I hardly think we needed a spell to prove it." Said fifteen year old James.
"Jimmy, have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" James shook his head. "Have I ever hurt you?" Again James shook his head. "Then why don't you drop it?" He sounded tired and hurt so James didn't argue.
His best friend had turned up the day before with a broomstick and little else. He was covered in blood, and dirt, and was so thin. If Sirius wanted this than James wouldn't argue. He didn't know much about Sirius' family: the other boy would never talk about them. What he did know was this, Sirius never got the love he needed. Sirius was like a dog, he loved to be loved and stroked and if you left him alone he was likely to break the house to pieces. But the boy sitting in front of James was nothing like that. Quiet, subdued, expecting nothing but scorn and abuse. James was desperate for his best friend to be his cocky, self-assured, self- satisfied, annoying self. He wanted his arrogant companion back.
Rating: R
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 1/?
Words: 297
Warnings: Angst, Slash.
Pairing: J/S (eventually)
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"I swear from this day forward to love only you. To feel allegiance to only you. To be only yours. From now until the day we die I belong to you." James bit through his finger and touched the bloody digit to the grey/blue stone. He smiled at his best friend as Sirius repeated the vow and covered the stone in his own blood. "So what exactly was that?"
"Nothing," said Sirius. "It's just proof we're friends." He pocketed the stone and reminded himself to give it back to Dumbledore. He blew the hair out of his eyes and tied it back tightly.
"You've been my bestfriend, since we were eight I hardly think we needed a spell to prove it." Said fifteen year old James.
"Jimmy, have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" James shook his head. "Have I ever hurt you?" Again James shook his head. "Then why don't you drop it?" He sounded tired and hurt so James didn't argue.
His best friend had turned up the day before with a broomstick and little else. He was covered in blood, and dirt, and was so thin. If Sirius wanted this than James wouldn't argue. He didn't know much about Sirius' family: the other boy would never talk about them. What he did know was this, Sirius never got the love he needed. Sirius was like a dog, he loved to be loved and stroked and if you left him alone he was likely to break the house to pieces. But the boy sitting in front of James was nothing like that. Quiet, subdued, expecting nothing but scorn and abuse. James was desperate for his best friend to be his cocky, self-assured, self- satisfied, annoying self. He wanted his arrogant companion back.