"You're a black?" fred shouted "y/n why didn't you tell me.." I promise this isn't a boring story 🕺🏻

**TRIGGER WARNING** Mentions of self harm and suicidal thoughts A/N- I don't own any of the characters in this story there all taken from Harry Potter series by JK Rowling It's your third year at Hogwarts and your depression seems to of hit harder then any year before, this leads for you to pick up a new "art technique" but will a late night trip to cure the itch end in the truth being found out?