The Boy Who Wanted to Live

Shower

"Why am I like this?" Harry stood up and shut off the water, his face an emotionless expression. He walked, dripping water from his pajamas towards the bathroom mirror and stared at it for a few seconds. Harry stared at the eyes staring back at him and his anger seared through him. Without realising what he was doing Harry sent his fist through the mirror, with a viciousness that made shattered glass fly from the frame. Harry panted heavily, watching the blood from his hand drip into the sink. 

"Harry? Are you okay?" A familiar voice said from behind Harry "I heard you scream." 

Harry turned to see the chubby brown haired girl staring at him with wide eyes. 

"Hannah," Harry said with a soft voice, "come here I want to tell you a secret."

Hannah hesitated, noting the strange sound in Harry's voice. Harry didn't seem himself. 

"You're bleeding" she said, looking at his hand "Should I get madame Pomfrey?" 

"Come here first though." Harry said, gesturing to her with a finger "I need you to help me."

Hannah swallowed hard and took a few steps towards Harry until she was standing right in front of him. She looked in his eyes and Harry put his hand on her arm. 

"I need you to promise me something will you?" he asked, eyes glowing bright with excitement "As H-my best friend you have to promise me something." 

"A-alright Harry, I promise" Hannah said, leaning in to here what he was whispering into her ear. 

"Don't tell" 

Hannah's sight went black. 

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Hannah felt her mind get fuzzy as it did every night before bed. Her feet started moving on their own and she tried to fight them. To make them stay still. She crept silently through the hallways until she spotted the blonde haired boy who always waited for her at this time.

No! No I don't want to!

She felt her arms wrap around his shoulders and a blush appeared on his cheeks. Her mouth leaned in towards his. His grey eyes fluttered closed. Their mouths collide, softly. Their innocence only kept their lips barely touching for a moment before they were pulling away from each other. Tears fell from her eyes, but he couldn't see them in the darkness. 

"Draco" she whispered "would you do me a favor?" 

"What is it?" He asked, feeling for her warm hand in the chill hall. 

"I lost something" 

No! I didn't!

"Something really important to me." 

Draco! Malfoy! You're smarter than this! Know this isn't right! Something isn't right!!!

"What is it?" Draco asked. 

"Oh, that's not important." 

DRACO DON'T

"How can I get it if I don't know what it is my pure blooded princess?" he asked sweetly.

"You'll know when you see it. But I really need you to get it for me, please???" She fluttered her eyelashes at him, but inside she was screaming. Begging him to run. 

"Of course my pet. Where did you lose it?" He asked, kissing her hand softly. 

She leaned over and whispered in his ear, inside her mind she was crying.