Oneshots

A Silent Thank You

WARNING:self harm suicidal thoughts, swearing
(A/N)-Heads up read the part between ' ' fast because that's how mental breakdowns are for me.
(Draco's pov)
'I can't do this anymore this is too much. What do I do. What do I do. What do I DO. I'm so fucking useless. SHIT. I can't do anything. It takes everything in me not to run to the bathroom. I barely managed to fast walk to the bathroom. It feels hot. This is too much. Stay calm. Stay calm. I'll be in the bathroom seconds? Minutes? Hours? It feels like each second is an hour.' My arm starts to itch. My arm full of scars. What felt like hours later but is probably just a couple of seconds, I'm in the bathroom. And what seems to be my only escape. I took a small razor from my pocket. Third floor girls bathroom. Good thing no one ever comes in here. It started. Started slow and light. But as time passes my thoughts darken and soon I'm splitting my arms open with deep slits at a fast speed. At this point I'm sobbing. 'God I'm so fucking useless.' As I am about to stop the bleeding. I stop. 'What's the point. Nobody will notice. I hate this. My family is going to die and it's going to be my fault. Maybe if I just let myself bleed out and die my problems will die along with me. '
I hear a gasp. 'Fuck. FUCK. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I don't even bother looking behind me to see who's there. There's not point whoever it is they gonna laugh or encourage it.' To my surprise I suddenly feel delicate hands on my arms and feel them be washed and healed.
(Harry's pov)
I came into the girls bathroom expected Draco to be do something other than harming himself. I gasped. I could tell Draco heard him but he didn't do anything. Why would he do this to himself. Yes I thought he was a death eater. Yes, he can be a git. But that doesn't mean he should do this to himself. I slowly make my way towards him. His once pale skin, is now gray. His once blue eyes, are now gray. I softly grabbed his hand to see if I can touch. He doesn't give a reaction. So I slowly wash away the blood. God there's so much blood. I take out my wand and mumble all the healing spells I know. Slowly the slits close but that doesn't mean it won't leave a scar. As I checked to see if the arms still bleeding. I realize there were most cuts on his right arm on the death mark. He still choking on his sobs. I don't know what to do. 'What should I do.'
(Nobody's pov)
Harry slowly wrap his arms around Draco pulled him into a soft but passionate hug. The platinum hair boy just kept crying.
"I-I wa-was for-force t-to I couldn't s-say n-no b-but-," Draco tried to explain.
"You don't have to explain yourself, I understand more than anyone," Harry reassured.
They both sink into the ground. Both boys hold each other throughout the night.
It wasn't spoken about when morning came. But during breakfast. But they both met eyes during breakfast and Draco gave a silent thank you.

(A/N:So here's my first one-shot, I take request so you can send me ships and storylines but if I don't write about it that probably means I don't know know ship well.)