Third person POV:
Harry, Hermione and Ron were at the train.
Ron and Hermione snogging, as always. 🙄 Harry looking out at the window and thinking.
Later Hermione and Ron pulled away.
Ron: I'll be back in a minute. Okay?
Hermione: Okay.
Ron left leaving Harry and Hermione together.
Hermione: Harry, I need your help...
Harry: Me? Who are you? The real Hermione dosent need help with anything.
Hermione: I...
Ron came back.
Ron: Guess who's back!
Hermione: Oh hi! Didn't thought you'll be back that fast! Haha.
Ron: You know I'm fast at everything.
Hermione: Of course Ron!
Then they just started snogging again.
While Harry was thinking.
Harrys POV;
A/N: ( just to be clear he's thinking this because this letter type means thinking, I just wanted to say that ty. )
Harry was starring out the window. He was thinking. About the war, Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, Dumbledore, Snape, Dobby, Cedric, Fred... The people who died because of him.
Heck! He even thought about Voldy!
Everyone that died because of him.
Harry: Only if I would have died before...
Harry tryed to end his life not once.
He had scares in his arm, even his waist.
And a lot more. He had depression, self-harm addiction, claustrophobia, ( because he lived in a small place for 9 years ) and social anxiety. Not too much, just a bit. He even had anorexia.
He really wasn't normal at all.
Third person POV:
Hermione: Oh, Harry! Harry? Harry. Harry! Harry Potter!
Harry: I'm really sorry Hermione. I zooned out.
Hermione: I can see that. Me and Ron have to get down from the train before because were prefects.
Harry: oh it's okay. Don't mind me.
Hermione: are you sure?
Harry: yes I am.
Hermione: if you say so... Cmon Ron!
Ron: I'm coming. Bye mate!
And then they left. Later the train stoped and then Harry got off the train. He didn't found his friends, so he went alone to a carriage. He sat down and closed his eyes.
He was sitting like that when he heard a familiar voice, and opened his eyes.
Draco: Hello Potter.
Harry: What who'd you want here Malfoy?
Draco: Well. All the cariges are full.
Harry: *sight* Fine.
Draco went and sat down in front of Harry.
Harry: Wait where's Parkinson and Zambini?
Draco: They are prefects dumbass.
Harry: Right. Crabbe and Golyle?
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Break me- Drarry
FanficA year after the war... "Harry? Harry?! Are you okay?? Let us out!- Draco banged out from the closet" TW: ab!se self-h4rm cur$$ing d3pr3sion claustrophobia bo!!omharry t0pDraco Someone told me once: never read the last part of the book befor...
