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First, I want to say that if suicide or attempts of suicide, offends you or anything like that, please THIS IS NOT THE STORY FOR YOU! Anyway you hate deaths THIS IS NOT THE STORY FOR YOU! Please this story will be dark and I do not want to here it in the reviews about this…..
WARNING: ATTEMPTS OF SUICIUDE AND SLASH... IGNORING BOOKS.
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong
Chapter 1 – His first attempt
He locked the door behind him and he put the plug in the tub and started to run the water…he made as warm as he could.
He stripped of his clothes; he turned off the taps once the tub was full. He bent over and grabbed his shorts and grabbed the dagger that was placed in it and pulled it out before slipping, in the warm tub. He sat up straight; holding the blade up to the light and watching it shine when it met the light.
He raised his arm to meet the dagger before pressing softly against his wrist and pushing harder and harder before moving the blade across the wrist, he paused watching some drops of blood running over his wrist and landing in the warm water. He swapped hands, doing the same he did to the other wrist, but this time doing it a bit harder, so the blood came a bit faster than last time. This time his plan would work. He waited for awhile for more of the blood to drip down and hit the water, which was now turning red, because of the blood. He, weirdly, twisted his leg, so that his thigh was showing he always did this, because no one knew where he would cut and no one knew and things were good like that, because no one cared about.
He didn't hesitant this time, he didn't press harder and harder each time, he just slit his thigh and watched the blood. He screwed up his face a little, that one had hurt. He felt the pain rush straight to the cut. He wanted this. He wanted to hurt so badly. He wanted to punishment himself. He slit the other thigh before dropping the dagger on the floor of the bathroom and he sunk under the water. Yes! It was working.
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Draco Malfoy had tried to kill himself five times, after the pass two years. Dumbledore knew this, because he knew everything that happened in the castle. Draco, first attempt was to do it, fast and quick. So he made A Killing Potion. Unfortunately for Malfoy, Professor Snape had just walked in and pushed it away before more than one drop had touched his tongue, however, he only got a small portion of it and was sent to Madam Pomfrey right away. Thankly, his potion was weak and therefore didn't die. His second one, was, where he tried to hang himself but, again, someone had interrupted and ruin his plan, before he could swing away from the chair, Harry Potter had come into the empty classroom, returning something that he had borrowed from the class. His third attempt was cutting himself harder and harder and deeper and deeper, over and over again, within the last day of the first week, Dumbledore had sent him up to his office and his cuts were spotted. His fifth one was, where he just tried to finish himself with the Killing Curse, but he couldn't because Dumbledore had sent one of Potter's guards to look after him and snatched his wand away from him.
So, Dumbledore had decided that Draco Malfoy would stay at 12 Grimmauld Place under watchful eye of the Order. But, what was annoying was that werewolf Remus Lupin, who made sure he was beside Draco 24/7.
Draco had started feeling suicidal since the end of his fifth year, because of his parents. His father abused him ever since he was the age of 5 and his mother, who on his father's order, would tie him to the bed and have her way with him. There was, also, a sick month were, his parents had sent him to Dark Lord and the Dark Lord did whatever he wanted to him and even that might enduring the Pain Curse while the Dark Lord sexual assaulted him. After, the Dark Lord had marked him with the Dark Mark and even though, he was called like the rest of the Death Eater, Draco had to wait until after the meeting to have his 'meeting' with him and then one day, Draco just gave up and let the Dark Lord do whatever he wanted and he didn't struggle, after he let the tears fall out and then he started his killing spree, which never succeed.
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Remus sighed as he tapped his spoon against the edge of his cup before placing it in the sink, before sipping his tea and went looking for Draco. First, he looked in the lounge, didn't see him. Went into the library couldn't see him and he went into the dining room, where Sirius was reading the night Prophet, he kissed Sirius's hair and said,
"Do you know where Draco is?"
"No, I thought, you knew where he was." Said Sirius looking up at Remus and pulling him in closer with a pull of an arm
"Watch it," said Remus watching and making sure the tea didn't spill "You're spill my tea,"
Sirius rolled his eyes as Tonks came into the room and Remus turn his attention onto her "Do you know where Draco is?"
Tonks smiled and nodded "Said he was going for bath,"
"A bath or a shower?" asked Remus narrowing his brow.
"A bath, why?" she asked looking between Remus and Sirius
"You don't think, he would have tried to drown himself," said Sirius
"When you're like this, Sirius, you don't care how you die, you just want to die." Said Remus placing his tea on the table before heading out of the room, with both Sirius and Tonks behind his heels. "Tonks, you go check the bath in the hall here and Sirius and I will check his bedroom one."
Tonks nodded. Sirius and Remus opened Draco's room and saw that the bathroom door was closed. Remus walked up to it and yelled "DRACO!" and with that there was no answer. Remus and Sirius shared a look before Sirius yelled "DRACO!" and again there was no answer.
Remus whipped out his wand "Alohomara!"
With that, the door unlocked itself, Remus and Sirius burst through it, to see that red water was dripping the edges of the tub slightly and Draco holding his breath, Remus leapt into action and grabbed Malfoy, while Sirius got a towel and Remus placed Draco in Sirius's arm, so the towel was on Malfoy and they placed him on his bed.
"TONKS!" yelled Sirius and they heard feet running and Tonks came through the door, with her eyes widen open.
"Quick! Go get Poppy from Hogwarts!"
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Poppy came out of the room and down to the dining room, where Sirius, Remus, Tonks and Dumbledore were sitting having a nice hot coca. Dumbledore conjured her one, and passed to her, once she had sat down, shaking her head.
"The poor boy," she whispered
"How is he holding up?" asked Dumbledore
She looked at Dumbledore and said, "He's got a weak pulse, I've managed to heal the cuts. I've put three potions beside his bed; he is to take a mouth full of each, once a night."
"So what?" asked Tonks "He tried to cut and drown himself?"
Dumbledore nodded "It would seem so,"
"Why?" asked Tonks
"We can only guess,"
"I don't understand," said Poppy "Two years ago, he just decided that, he didn't want to live no more and that's it! Tries to kill himself, with ever chance he's got,"
"People can do that," said Dumbledore "We just have to help Mr. Malfoy through this time."
Remus looked at him and said, "Who do you have in mind?"
Dumbledore smiled and said, "I'm still thinking on that."
Dumbledore finished his hot coca and bid everyone a goodnight. He apparted back to Hogwarts, once he made it to his bedroom, he knew the person that could help Draco from this mess, because the person has also felt the unwanted feeling before, the feeling to try to take his own life. The answer was simple:
Harry Potter would help.