-Still Ron's POV-
At lunch I yet again stuffed my face full of food then I was able to break free of the compulsions again, I threw up again, the only difference is that I took out my blade, my only true friend, the only thing that helps get rid of the pain, the only thing that gets rid of the compulsions so I can be myself for just a bit longer, before I know it the bell has rung and it's time for class to start, I quickly heal myself and cover my arms with my sleeves before heading to class and being once again overwhelmed with the compulsions placed on my body.
-Switcheroo to Blaise's POV (this is his view on things in the morning)-
As I was heading to class I notice the weasel has split from his little friend group to go to the bathroom, I could never pass up an opportunity to torment him so I follow him and stick to the shadows so no-one notices me, I slowly enter the bathroom to here- the noise of someone throwing up???? what? I carefully hide in the shadows and watch what I can from his reaction and listen to his words, he seems to be mumbling his thoughts out loud, I heard every single thing he said I had no idea his life was like that, that, that was how he felt, I felt bad for tormenting him and vowed to do anything I could to help him, because no-one deserves what he is going through and because I want to figure out what this strange tugging feeling in my chest when I am near him.
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Ronald Weasley x Blaise Zabini
FanfictionA little side story. this is what goes through Ron's head and his perspective on things. oh- and I don't own anything of the Harry Potter series they all belong to J.K Rowling ⚠Warning⚠ self harm suicidal thoughts lot's of gay and a lot of bashing- ...
