The offer of blood has been given, the bond is born and power obtained to become young once more. Just like an unbreakable vow, a string appears around our hands, making our bond visible, wrapping around and moving along my arms. The magic tingles on my shin and it shines brighter, the closer it gets to my sternum. It feels like a stab in the heart as the bond reaches my heart, all my earlier bonds were pleasant, but this one isn’t. This one is forced without love or even a remote feeling of acceptance. Our magic expands and I notice mine is darker than it normally was. The ritual with Draco really worked, creating a stronger bond that will overrule this one.