**Draco's Point of View**
As I look out over the railing of the astronomy tower, I begin to wonder how easy it would be to just jump and end everything. The drop would only be a few seconds, the impact would be painless.
You see, I really have no reason to live, well very few.
I'm hated by mostly everyone, even my fellow Slytherins are starting to turn. The girl I want more than life itself is taken by Harry Potter. Oh and not to mention if I don't kill Dumbledore by the end of the year I'm going to be killed, along with my parents.
If those aren't reasons enough to kill myself, I don't know what are.
I walk over to the edge and look down... a knot tying itself in my stomach.
Jesus .. that's a long ways down.
I wonder what would happen if I did it. No one would really care, maybe excpet my mother and a few of my friends.
Would Kady care?
I tell myself no. She's in a relationship with the chosen one, why would she give two shits about me?
But then again, if she didn't care about me why would she have met me up here.
I take a step back and stuff my hands into my pockets, a clear image of Kady's face in my mind.
She's perfect in every way .. she's smart, witty, and sarcastic just like me. It's a surprise she didn't get into Slytherin. On top of that, she's literally the most gorgeous being I think I've ever laid eyes on. When I told her how I felt about her, well when I was "practicing", I could have kept going and going. I want to talk to her forever, I want to be with her forever. Damn Harry Potter, the golden boy with the world at his fingertips, at least that's what everyone thinks, but I know differently. Voldemort will kill him, it's only a matter of time. Maybe then, maybe I'll tell Kady how I feel, if I'm still alive.
Even if she did care about me .. she wouldn't if she knew who I really was.
I'm a deatheater, I have the tattoo to prove it.
My purpose in life isn't to love, it's to kill or to be killed.