When you see my truth (drarry fanfic)

Chapter 6. My friend in the box

-Draco's pov-

I hurried back to the castle. I can't believe Potter was there. He saw me. I hadn't even time to put out my Malfoy mask. He saw right trough me. Calm down Daco, he probably doesn't care at all, I convinced myself.

I continued walking until I saw a Ravenclaw in the other end of the corridor. I knew she was a veela. Winter, I think her name is. Both could feel the rivalry between us. It's only natural. We're both submissive, it means that we're both out after the same thing, but I wasn't in the mood to talk to her, I just passed and felt her glare at my back as I disappeared around a corner.

-Harry's pov-

I slowly went up after Malfoy to the castle. What had happened? Malfoy was certainly acting strange. He's been strange the whole day. Actually, He's been strange ever since I saw him alone in a cabin in the train. Why wasn't he with his fellow Slytherins? 

I didn't get much time to think about that as I met Hanna in the hall. I decided that I could at least talk to her. She looked like a really nice girl.

"Hi, you're Hanna Winter, right?" I said as I approached her.

"Yes, and you must be Harry Potter." she answered with a greeting.

I nodded.

"Would you like to come with me to the greenhouse? My friend is sick and there's a cure there, madam Pomfrey asked me to go and get it." she said.

A walk with Hanna wouldn't hurt anyone. I thought and accepted.

"So, you're the great and mighty Gryffindor everyone is talking about?" she asked.

"Well, take away the great and mighty." I responded.

"Not liking the fame?" the looked concerned.

"Well, it's nothing I asked for. I would like it more if I was just Harry." I said. For some reason, it was pretty easy talking to Hanna.

We connected rather good. I've learned tons about her in just one walk. She lived with her veela mother on the country side. He father died not too long ago. Her best friend was a horse at home. He's name was Breavy, and she'd received him when her father died.

I discovered that I could more easily talk to her about things that had been really hard to tell others. Like the Dursleys.

It was dark outside when he returned to the Gryffindor tower. Ron questioned where he'd been but he just said that he couldn't sleep so he took a walk. Ron informed him that he and Hermione hadn't found Hanna but they'll surely find her tomorrow and see how her personality is.

Hanna and I had already decided that they'll go to Hogsmeade together this coming weekend.

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Said and done. one o'clock on Saturday I was walking besides Hanna on our way to Hogsmeade. Hermione and Ron had been happy for me, they had concluded that Hanna was a good girl and they liked her.

I hadn't thought much about Malfoy this passing week. He hadn't actually bothered me at all, which I found weird, considering it's Malfoy we're talking about. But I was fine with it, off course I was more than fine with it, if just Malfoy could keep it up and stay out of my way the rest of the school year everything would be perfect.

Hanna and I entered Honeydukes and bought tons of candy and sweets. I discovered that she had quite a sweet tooth, but that just added to her charm. I found myself enjoying her company as we talked about everything we could come up with. It turned out that she despised Snapes lessons just as much as I do.

It was a fun and almost perfect time until we met someone. Someone I didn't want to meet and I doubted Hanna wanted to meet either. Malfoy. 

He always shows up where he's least wanted doesn't he? We were on our way to the castle when Malfoy walked out of the forbidden forest and on to the path we were walking on. I decided that the easiest way was to just ignore him, but when he had just come alongside of us he couldn't keep his mouth shut could he?

"I see that you without parents like to be together, soon you can start a club. Just missing Longbottom , Lovegood and some other who's parents didn't stand them." he said.

It really got me. I could feel the hatred and rage boiling up inside of me. He crossed a line. He had always made fun of me being an orphan, and I'd hated it. But now, he didn't just made fun of me, but of Hanna, Neville and Luna too. I couldn't forgive him for something like that!

I turned to face him and the next thing I knew was that Malfoy laid down under me covered in his own blood.

I didn't stop until Hanna grabbed my arms and begged me to, only then did I leave the crying boy.

-Draco's pov-

I saw them again. During the whole week they had been lovely dovely and all that. I couldn't stand it. I knew it was for the best, if Harry came to love someone else the none existent chance of him loving me would be even smaller, yet I couldn't except it. I spent the nights restless without being able to sleep, I ate even less than I already did. When I looked into a mirror I saw a walking skeleton, off course, it was a beautiful walking skeleton thanks to my veela side, but still, a walking skeleton. I was way too small and you could count my ribs.

It was heart wrecking seeing them together.

Sunday came and I had nothing to do. The other Slytherins had fast learnt the fact that I didn't want anything to do with them and they kept away. Probably because of the horrible things I said to them when they tried to talk to me.

I decided to take a walk in the forbidden forest. I had been terrified of the forest since my visit there in my first grade, but now I actually hoped that something would jump at me and end my miserable life.

When nothing happened and the forest was as quiet as a forest could be, I lost interest. I headed back to the castle. Just my luck to stumble upon Potter and that Winter girl on my way there. My anger took the better of me and I said some things I probably shouldn't, considering father probably would be pretty mad at me for starting such a severe fight in school, but then again, if Potter killed me I wouldn't loose so much now would I, and on top of that, the more he hates me the better, right? It was with tears in my eyes I went up and deliberately hurt the man who means the world to me.

He hit me senseless, I was almost sure that I would die. But I didn't, that Winter girl stopped him, and they left.

I lied there, drowned in blood and miserable. I got up on unsteady legs. I didn't want anyone to notice me. I hid under my cloak and headed down to the dungeons. When I was there, I took a med kit I had and a small box with me and went up to the astronomy tower.

Me being here wasn't unusual. It wasn't unusual at all. I used to go here all the time for the past years. I stopped the bleeding from my nose with a spell and put a band aid on my left cheek.

I looked at the little box. A friend of mine since last year. I opened it. The metal shined in the sunlight. I took off my cloak. The scars on my wrists blended in with the other scars on my body, some still wounds. I had a wound on my stomach since two weeks ago, and one on my inner thigh since nine days ago... I really want to die. I lifted the sharp object and held it against my wrist. Father always told me suicide was weak, that suicide would be the greatest of humiliations for the Malfoy family. But he never said anything about self harm. Why would be? He was the maker of atleast a quarter of all my scars. He didn't care if some of the scars was made by me.

The well known red liquid dripped down my arm. I couldn't stop myself, I watched in horror how I cut deeper and deeper, desperate to die. What if father notices? I cried to myself. Fuck him, another me said. Isn't it the greatest payback? Doing what you know is the worst thing you could do to hurt his Malfoy pride, while not being alive to receive a punishment. To do what you always wanted and just die, while making your father angry.

Draco dropped the blade, knowing that he would die if he just waited a while longer. His eyelids felt heavy. He soon fell into a deep slumber.