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Draco looked in the bathroom mirror to see an exhausted, depressed bloodied teenager. He filled his hands with water and cleaned his stained face. Once the blood was gone, Draco exited the bathroom. He held his books to his chest and looked down as he made his way through the hallway. He felt crumpled papers and paper planes pelting his head as he made his way to class. When he reached the dungeon, Draco dropped his books on a desk in the middle of the room. Professor Snape looked up to see Draco sitting at a desk with his head in his hands. "Anything the matter, Draco?" Snape asked. "I'm fine, sir," Draco sniffed, wiping his eyes and nose. "Are you sure?" Snape asked again. "Yes, but thank you," Draco said gratefully. Snape nodded and sat back down at his desk.
Draco waited silently as the other students filed into the foggy Potions classroom. He looked down in silence as Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down at the table beside him. Hermione looked over at him and smiled kindly. Draco smiled back thankfully. Ron turned and looked at him. Draco shrank back and looked down. He felt something hit the side of his head. He saw a paper plane fall in front of him. It unfolded itself and Draco read- Meet me. Bathroom. After dinner. Harry smiled at him warmly. Draco smiled back, thankful for Harry's kindness. Draco looked up at Snape's lesson, pretending to pay attention. All he could think of was Harry's note.
Once the class had ended, Draco ran out of the classroom. He smiled and remembered the note that eased the pain. He imagined himself with Harry, not a care in the world. Draco was distancing himself from the threats and mistreatment. But only for a little while.