This is a repost! New, better and improved... spelling and formatting should be better... (haha... i can't spell for all the money in the world...)

all characters belong to JK Rowling and the song belongs to stonesour. This story contains slash and mention of rape, it also contains character death.

Draco stared down at his Transfiguration O.W.L.S. test. The words smudged together infront of his eyes, loosing their meaning. The letters seemed to be mocking him as they became unclear and finally were undistinguishable to Draco. He let his head sink onto his arms and the images and words of twenty minutes prior crashed in on him.

-FLASHBACK-

Draco was standing in the library intently studying a shelf of mugglefiction.

The entire Muggle Studies class had been assigned to find a muggle book and read it; for more insight into the minds of Muggles.

While Draco was looking for a book by Edgar Allen Poe, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter walked into the library.

They sat down on the other side of the bookcase, clearly argueing about something.

"Harry, I saw you kissing him."

There was silence.

"And?"

"Gods, Harry! I saw you snogg Malfoy in the fucking hallway and all you have to say is 'And'? Are you out of your bloody mind?!"

Again; silence.

Draco had almost stopped breathing and was leaning against the bookcase for support, when Harry began to speak.

"Ron why do you always have to misinterprit things? Malfoy looks good, he has loads of money and he obviously likes me. So why shouldn't I use him for a little fun?"

Draco swallowed and clenched his eyes shut. Rons voice slowly penetrated the haze in Dracos brain.

"Good. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what I should have done with you; after all he did to you, me and my family."

Draco heard Harry laugh. "Anyways, if for nothing else, ... at least Draco is good in bed. Apparently his father taught him."

The blonds heart shattered.

Ron laughed. "Gross! Idid not need that mental picture!"

Draco stumbled out from behind the bookcase. One clear tear ran down his face as he looked at Harry.

Harry stared at his boyfriend.

"... oh, Merlin! Draco..."

"Save it."

Dracos voice sounded dead. He quickly turned and fled from the library, knocking into a table on the way out. He didn't see the horror and selfdisgust that welled up in Harrys eyes.

He also missed that Harry jumped up and ran after him, yelling his name.

-END FLASHBACK-

Draco felt weak and used. His cheeks were wet from his tears and the test lying beneath his arms was slowly starting to get soggy. Out of nowhere the lyrics to a mugglesong ran through his head.

Wish I was to dead to care

If indeed I cared at all

Never had a voice to protest

So you feed me shit to digest

I wish I had a reason, my flaws are open season

For this I gave up trying

One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother, I don't need to be

I'll keep slipping farther

But once I hold on, I wont let go 'til it bleeds

Draco sobbed loudly and the whole room turned towards him. Hectically getting up, he knocked over his chair. As he ran out of the classroom, Prof. McGonnagal called after him. Draco did not hear her. Blindly running through the hallways he soon ended up in the dungeons.

Dashing into his room he pulled the family dagger fom ist hiding, quickly slashing it over his ivory wrists.

As he sank to the floor, to weak to stand, he knocked over a picture.

The glass shattered and his blood ran into the cracks. The picture slowly turned red, covering the smiling faces of him and Harry.

Draco eyes closed and he knew only darkness.

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