Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Well, a couple of things, I suppose. But the closest I come to owning Harry Potter is owning the books, so find somebody else to sue.

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As Harry tried to go to sleep that night, he wondered about Draco. Would he really be all right after remembering what had happened to his sister? Harry decided to try and listen in on Draco's mind, to see what he was thinking about. It took several minutes of concentration, but eventually he heard Draco's voice.

-I've been a cruel person my whole life, and Athena was sweet and innocent. Why did I live? I didn't deserve it. I don't deserve to live. I couldn't keep my baby sister alive. I killed her. I killed Athena. I don't want to live. I want to die. Just two hundred feet, I'll be dead before one hundred...

Harry jumped out of bed and grabbed his broomstick, then ran out of Gryffindor Tower. He headed for the Astronomy Tower, knowing that that's where Draco would be. Harry knew that Draco wouldn't die after jumping, because of the charms and spells around the tower. Still, Harry was worried. Draco had promised that he wouldn't do anything stupid.

Harry reached the top of the tower just as Draco jumped out the window. Harry mounted his broom and flew out after Draco, into the light snowfall. He pushed the broom to go faster as Draco fell, and he caught the boy before he began levitating.

"Harry?" Draco muttered, a little lightheaded. "What the hell..."

Harry wrapped his arm around Draco's torso, keeping him steady on the broom as they landed on the ground. As soon as they had landed, Draco pulled away from Harry and stood on shaky legs. Harry grabbed him by his arms and made him lie down on the ground.

"Harry, how... Why did you--" Draco couldn't seem to finish any of his questions.

"First of all, it wouldn't have worked, even if I hadn't come along," Harry said, firmly. "Dumbledore put charms around the tower so nobody can kill themselves by jumping. Second, you promised me, Draco! You promised you wouldn't do anything stupid! It's just a good thing I tried to get in your mind when I did!"

"I let my sister die, Harry!" Draco snapped, tears streaming from his eyes. "I don't deserve to live!" He tried to sit up, but Harry pushed him back down.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Harry asked, holding back his tears. "Draco, you tried to help her! But you couldn't, and that's not your fault!" He shook his head, wiping his face with his sleeve. "Didn't you even think about what the rest of us would do if you killed yourself? Me, Severus, Katie, our friends--we all love you! Didn't you even stop and think about what you would be doing to us?!"

"You all deserve better," Draco whispered. "You deserve better than somebody who killed his own sister..."

Just then, Harry noticed three figures running towards them: Dumbledore, Severus, and Katie. As soon as Harry had taken his eyes off of Draco, he noticed that it was snowing, and he, wearing only his pajamas, was shivering with cold. Looking back down at Draco, he saw that the blond boy's lips were slightly blue, and his face was even more pale than normal.

"What happened here?" Severus asked, kneeling next to Draco. Harry took a breath and looked at Draco, who stared back with pleading eyes. Harry shook his head.

-I'm sorry, Draco.

Harry then began to explain what had been going on.

"Draco had a nightmare last night, about something really bad that happened almost three years ago. He thinks it's his fault that it happened, though it isn't. I was trying to go to sleep tonight, but I was worried about him. I heard his thoughts, and I knew he was in the tower, about to jump, so I grabbed my broom and went to the tower. I got there right as he jumped, and I flew out the window and caught him before he began to levitate."

"How could you possibly have known what he was doing, Harry?" Dumbledore asked, curiously.

"I'm telepathic," Harry replied, quickly, "and I have several other powers that I haven't told you about, but that doesn't matter right now!" He coughed a little and wrapped his arms around himself as he shivered.

"He's right, Albus, it doesn't matter right now," Katie agreed as Severus lifted Draco up into his arms. "We need to get these two inside before they get sick."

Katie held a hand out to Harry and helped him to stand, wrapping her cloak and her arms around him as they all went into the castle. They went straight to the hospital wing, and the boys were made to lay down on the beds.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked, uncertainly, as he glanced over at Draco. The blond boy stared up at the ceiling, tears dripping from his eyes. "Draco?" He didn't answer.

"He'll be just fine, sweetheart," Katie assured Harry, making him drink a small amount of potion. "Just relax and go to sleep, all right?" Harry, already sleepy, quickly drifted off.

"Draco?" Severus said, softly, as he sat next to the boy. Draco turned his eyes towards his father. "Can you please tell me what happened?" Draco shook his head, wiping his eyes.

"I can't, it hurts too much," he whispered. "Do Memorius Revealus..." Severus nodded and glanced at Dumbledore.

"Are you sure?" the Headmaster asked Draco, who nodded. "All right then. Memorius Revealus!"

Draco fell unconscious, and the Headmaster, Severus, Katie, and Madam Pomfrey found themselves in some kind of dungeon. It was obvious that this dungeon was used for torture, as there were many weapons and machines decorating the room.

Suddenly a blond-haired man entered the room, dragging a young girl by the arm. The girl was no more than eleven years old, and she had blond hair and blue eyes. The expression on her face was a look of pure terror as the man, her father, threw her against the wall.

"Father, I'm sorry!" she cried, falling to the floor. "I didn't mean to--" She gasped in pain as she was kicked in her ribs. Her father continued to kick her, slap her, and punch her for several moments before finally telling her to stand.

"Get up, idiot girl!" he shouted at her. "You worthless, good-for-nothing female! You are a disgrace to the Malfoy name!" He pointed his wand at her. "Avada Kedavra!"

A green light shot out of his wand, but before it could reach the girl, another person with blond hair threw himself in front of her. The curse hit him square in his chest, and he screamed and fell to the floor.

"Draco!" the girl shrieked. She knelt down beside the boy and gently shook him, trying to get him to wake up. Suddenly, she was pulled up by her hair, and the wand was pointed at her again. She looked up at her father with tears falling down her face.

"Let's try this again, shall we?" the man sneered. "Avada Kedavra!" The girl dropped to the floor, and the man left the room.

All of a sudden, Draco painfully pulled himself to his hands and knees and crawled over to the girl's body. He pulled her into his lap, cradling her in his arms and rocking her back and forth as he cried.

"I'm sorry, Sissy," he whispered, hugging her tightly. "I'm so sorry... I love you..."

Everything went black for a moment, and then the familiar surroundings of the hospital wing reappeared. All of the adults in the room looked extremely shocked. Severus saw that Draco was slowly opening his eyes, and the older wizard hugged the boy tightly.

"She was beautiful, wasn't she?" Draco murmured, weakly. "My baby sister..."