Nearly Broken // Harry Potter Fanfic

Chapter 1

Harry Potter's point of view:

I waited for McGonagall to end the class, all I want to do is stop the pain. Everything will be fine then, I won't have to go back to the Dursley's ever again. I lost my chance to live with Sirius and now all hope of leaving the Dursley's is gone. Peter Pettigrew escaped and I wasn't fast enough to get him, I was too slow. "Mr Potter? Are you okay?" Professor McGonagall asks me and I nod. Soon enough she dismisses class. "Mr Potter can you stay behind?" She asks and I nod and stay.

"I'm deeply concerned about you Mister Potter. If you need to talk I will be here if you need to speak to me." McGonagall says looking at me worriedly. I felt a surge of guilt knowing what I was going to do. She actually cared about me, she will probably feel very sad if she lost one of her Gryffindor's. I saw through that stern mask, she was actually very kind and worried about all students.

"Don't worry Professor. I'm fine and if I need to I'll go to you." I say giving her a smile which she returned. I felt another pang of guilt, I would never get to go to her or get to know my favorite Professor. I then left the classroom and began running, I was going to the hidden cliff not far from the castle at all.

But I collided with someone and we both landed on the ground in a heap. I realized it was the Hufflepuff seeker, Cedric Diggory, a very handsome guy and all girls fawned over him and I could see why. "I'm so sorry. I was running, I need to do something real quick. Sorry." I repeat and he grins at me and helps me up.

"It's fine, I'm Cedric Diggory. I believe you are the Gryffindor seeker so you must be Harry Potter?" He asks me and I nod. "Well I hope you be careful with what your doing, I'll see you around maybe." He says and I nod and felt another pang of guilt knowing that would never happen unless he finds my body, which I hope he doesn't. 

"Yeah I'll see you around, Cedric." I say giving him the best smile I could muster, which wasn't that good because I saw a flicker of concern in his eyes but he didn't say anything as I walked away. I then began running again and didn't stop until I reached the cliff. I stood on the very edge and gulped as I looked at the Icy water, hundreds of feet down. But then I thought of Uncle Vernon's abuse and the starvation. Then Dudley who taunted me everyday. I can't live with it anymore, plus I would be with my parents. That is far better than this place, but I will miss Ron, Hermione, Sirius and Dumbledore and McGonagall.

I moved impossibly closer to the edge and I shut my eyes as tears streamed down my face. I dropped my school bag to the ground and looked at the waves crash against the rocky cliff far down. I then was about to jump but a voice stopped me. "Harry, stop! Don't do this please. Just step away from the edge please." Cedric Diggory begged me his stormy gray eyes were filled with fear.

Cedric Diggory's point of view:

I stood there not knowing what to do. I felt like he was going to do something stupid. His eyes were filled with pain and sadness, he also gave me a fake smile as if he had given up trying to make it look real. I quickly ran after him but he was far ahead and soon enough we reached a cliff.

When I arrived there he was crying and standing at the very edge as if he were going to jump-oh shit he was going to jump. "Harry, stop! Don't do this please. Just step away from the edge please." I beg him and his emerald green eyes connect with mine and I see the pain and sorrow held within his eyes. What could have caused a innocent thirteen year old to feel this much pain?

"Harry please don't do this, talk to me." I beg him and slowly get closer to him. As I take each step closer my eyes don't leave him, frightened he would jump if I got to close. I was practically next to him now and he stared at the water blankly. "Don't do this, I beg you." I say and he launches himself into my open arms and he breaks down in my arms and I hug him. He seemed so broken, what happened to make him nearly end his life.

"I can't handle it anymore, I can't go back to my relatives, I can't. But if I don't I will be all alone and I can't handle this anymore, I have had to endure the pain long enough. I just want it to stop, for everything to stop." He sobbed into the crook of my neck and I felt a tear slip from my eyes. From the sound of it, his relatives weren't the best people to live with.

"It's okay, Harry. Why don't we go to Professor McGonagall. She is after all your head of house, she will know what to do. I wont let you go back to them okay, I promise." I say and Harry nods and pulls away with bloodshot eyes and a slightly ruffled appearance.

"I'm going to feel so bad though, I just told her before I ran into you that I was fine and I would go to her for help. But no instead, I try and jump off a bloody cliff." He sobs and I put my arm on his shoulder and grabs his bag as he silently cries.

We enter McGonagall's office and she looks up from her paperwork shocked to find a crying Harry Potter being comforted by the popular Hufflepuff. "What happened is something wrong?" She asks and I nod. I look at Harry who nods allowing me to tell her.

"Well after Harry left the classroom we ran into each other and I realized something was wrong, I followed him to a cliff." I begin and I can already see she is starting to realize where this is going. "He was going to jump off the cliff, but I stopped him and then he broke down in my arms crying about how he can't go back to his relatives and he didn't wan't to go through the pain anymore." I tell her in a quiet voice and I look at Harry who is crying silently.

I then look at McGonagall who had gone deathly pale. "What did your relatives do to you Mister Potter? And after you tell me I will need to get Amelia Bones who can remove you from their custody." She says and I see a spark off hope in Harry's eyes and it kills me.

"It's mainly my uncle and cousin who physically abuse me but my aunt mentally does it. She calls me a freak and talks about how the only way my parents could get away from me was dying." He says and tears silently come faster. "My uncle would hit me and still does everyday. My cousin Dudley likes to beat me up but I have been able to get away from him most of the time. But they would also starve me. I lived in the cupboard under the stairs the first ten years I lived with them until I got my letter." He says and me and McGonagall were seething with anger.

UNEDITED