Bonded - A Drarry Story

Chapter 11: The gift

Harry's POV

"Harry, you need to eat." A familiar voice chirps up. He turns to look at Hermione.

"Mione, I'm not hungry." Harry replies. He turns to leave the great hall. At the entranceway, he feels a hand grasp onto his wrist.

"Malfoy." He says, moving to leave. Only, Draco doesn't let go. Harry  glares at him.

"Malfoy, let go of my arm." He says warningly. Draco lets go.

"Fine. You need to eat dinner, Harry. I noticed you're not eating." He says. Harry gives a non-committal shrug.

"Whatever."

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Harry.

Harry sits up in alarm from where he was lying on his bed. The kinetic link waits for his reply. Draco waits for his reply.

Yes, Draco?

Harry hopes the link makes him sound almost bored.

You're not at dinner, Harry. Where are you?

Extra homework. I can't make it.

You better have breakfast, Potter.

Sure, Malfoy. Night.

Night.

Harry comes back to reality after the chat. The thought of food still makes him sick. Maybe he'll have breakfast in the morning. If he feels better.

Exhausted, Harry changes into his nightclothes. He ducks into bed. When his head hits the pillow, he is asleep.

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Potter.

Harry drearily turns over in his bed. He answers the voice.

Malfoy. What's up?

Breakfast, Potter. You better be there.

I can't, Draco.

Why not? If there is not a good reason, I'm getting Ron to drag you down here.

I haven't been able to eat well since the battle. It was too much. I'm sorry, Draco.

Hey all you readers! I hope you have enjoyed reading this story so far. I'm not sure when this will finish, so I plan to update at least once every week.

See you all in the next chapter!!