Broken Glass (Tyler Lupin)

2~ I don't have any

(Tw for mentions of Self-Harm and a small mention of Suicide)

Tyler spent most of the weekend drawing.

Monday morning, he sat near the Weeping Willow, flipping through the pages of his old art book. He thought about showing Pomfrey some of it, but he was worried about how she'd react.

What If she doesn't like it? He thought.

He started feeling nervous again. "Mr Lupin" Someone said, creeping up behind him. He turned around, quickly. "Oh...Hello...Dad"

A Tall, raggedy looking man sat down beside him. "You look worried" He said, a rather comforting smile appearing on his face. "Nah, me? Worried? Never..." Tyler laughed.

Lyall stared at him, clearly not convinced. "Let's go Camping, Son...Maybe play some one on one Quidditch, Just me and you..." Tyler nodded. "Sounds good" He sprung to to his feet and waved goodbye.

Half an hour later, he arrived at The Hospital Wing. He nocked, nervously. The doors opened almost Immediately, a young girl with wavy brown hair ran past him. "James, I've had another Idea for a prank!" She screamed.

Tyler stared at her for about 30 seconds, before walking inside The Hospital Wing. "Good Morning Ty, I'm happy you came" Pomfrey said, she was holding a box of really fancy looking art supplies. Tyler's mouth fell wide open.

"I bought everything I thought you might need..." She continued. Tyler pulled out a medium sized canvass from the box. "It's perfect, thankyou" He replied, placing it on the bed.

"I'm glad you think so. Feel free to get started, I'll be with you in just a second" Poppy said, walking over to another patient. It was a first year, who looked like he had a broken leg.

Tyler grabbed the paint and poured some onto the palet. Then he took a small brush and started experimenting with the many different colors Pomfrey had bought for him. He instantly felt at peace.

That was until Pomfrey returned, and he realized they would have to start talking. "So, Tyler...How was your weekend?" She asked. Tyler continued painting, so he wouldn't have to make eye contact. "It was okay"

"Did you talk to anyone about coming to see me?" Pomfrey asked. He shrugged. "Haven't got anyone to tell..."

"What about your friends?"

Tyler stared at her. She really didn't understand.

"I don't have any..."

He swallowed, hard, concentrating on the art work in front of him.

"And why's that? Your a lovely boy, I'm sure lot's of children here would want to be your friend"

"I'm in Slytherin. The Gryffindor's hate me, The Hufflepuffs are scared of me and The RavenClaws assume we're to stupid to see them giggling at us from the other end of the Hall. So no, I don't think anyone wants to be my friend"

Madame Pomfrey looked at him, sadly.

"What about the people in Slytherin. Or the people you share a room with?"

"I only go Into my room when I need something, Severus sleeps there so I don't"

"Then where do you sleep?"

"The common room, The Astronomy Tower. Outside..."

"Outside?! Tyler, please tell me your Joking"

Tyler looked up, he shook his head. He didn't want her to be angry with him.

"You cannot under any circumstances sleep outside, ever"

"What If I'm going camping?" Tyler asked. Thinking back to his conversation earlier with Lyall.