Ginny had come back from outside. As she made her way up to her dormitory, she thought about how sad she would be if Draco actually went far enough to kill himself. Sure, Ginny had thought about it herself, but if he actually did it, she didn't know what she'd do with herself. She went and flopped on her bed after walking into her dormitory, sitting up; she pulled the small razor knife that she had taken from Draco. She could tell he had used it before because there were blood stains up the side. She was about to wipe it off, when she remembered what her uncle had said to her about knives.... "The blood stays on it baby girl", she smiled, remembering her uncle's belly laugh after he had seen the frightened look on her face. Ginny put the knife safely in the drawer next to her bed, got her PJs on, and slowly drifted off to sleep

Mean while......

Harry potter was sitting in the common room with Shawnee...his girlfriend. They were having a heated discussion about what they thought was happening with their relationship
"Shawnee, I've told you, I love you, and I love Ron as a brother, I think he needs to know what his sister is doing" said Harry

"I know Harry, I know, but I just don't think you should tell him, first of all, she'd kill me, and second of all, Ginny truly believes that malfoy has changed" said Shawnee

"Yeah, changed my butt" said Harry

"Harry, please be reasonable" said Shawnee

"I'll think about it" he said, standing up, kissing Shawnee and heading for bed

Ginny woke up the next morning at seven o'clock to a ray of sunlight. She smiled to herself, and got dressed.
Meanwhile
Harry and Ron had just woken up and went down to play some chess.
Ron was winning, of course, but Harry didn't really care. He was too distracted. Just then, Shawnee, Tasha, and Hermione walked into the Common Room.
"Shawnee, we need to talk," said Harry.
Tashe sat down. "Weasley, I'll play you in chess. Prepare to meet your match."
"Fine, Tasha," said Ron, rolling his eyes. They began a fierce battle. Hermione sat down to watch.
"What is it, Harry?" said Shawnee.
"I have to tell, him, Shawn, I have to." said Harry.
Shawnee looked alarmed. "You promised, Harry."
"I said I would think about it. I have to tell him that despite his wishes, his younger sister is dating a guy totally wrong for her." said Harry.
"First of all, Harry Potter, you cannot tell her what to do. Second, so what? He has changed." said Shawnee defensively. "And finally, why do you care so much?"
It took a short while for Harry to answer. "Shawnee, it's what is best for her."
Shawnee rolled her eyes. "You have no idea what is best for Ginny." And at this, she went down to breakfast.
Ginny walked down the staircase to the Common Room. Tasha and Ron were playing chess, and Tasha looked as if she was winning, while Hermione watched.
Ginny was going to go down to breakfast, but Harry beckoned her over.
"Harry, what is it?"
"Why are you doing this, Ginny?" said Harry in a whisper.
Ginny was confused. "I am going down to breakfast, Harry, now excuse me."
"Ginny, I know you are seeing Malfoy."
There was a pause.
"Who told you that?" said Ginny.
"That isn't important," said Harry. "Look, he isn't right for you."
Ginny was getting annoyed. "So you think you know what's best for me? Well, Harry, you don't." And she marched off to eat breakfast.

Draco grimaced in pain. Another cut was added to the collection on his wrist. Ginny may have his razor knife, but he had the pocket knife, which strangely hurt more than the razor.
He had found the pocket knife on a muggle street one day last year, and kept it since, feeling it may come in handy. And it did, for the first time, today.
He was in his dormitory. The one he used to share with Crabbe and Goyle, but not anymore...
Draco quickly put the sleeve of his robe down and walked out of his dorm room, to the Slytherin Common Room. He could hear whispers about him, rumors of romance, lies and deceit, and it was amazing that no one knew he was suicidal.
Draco walked down to breakfast. He sat at the end of the table, facing the rest of his schoolmates. He wouldn't sit with his back to them if he had too. They couldn't be trusted.
He looked around. Every one was chipper and happy. It was sickening. How could everyone else be so happy when he is so unhappy?
Truthfully he was jealous. Jealous that most of everyone here had proper family. Jealous that near everyone here was happy.
Draco picked up his fork bitterly. He knew how grumpy he must look, and frankly, he didn't care. He ate his porridge feeling that if nobody cared for him, he won't care for anyone else either.

Shawnee you told him!!!" siad Ginny as she walked over to Shawnee.
"He promised not to tell Ron" said Shawnee.
"Well he is going to tell Ron" said Ginny.
"He is so immature he doesn't respect you" said Shawnee.
"You have to stop him" said Ginny.
"Me!?! Why me?" said Shawnee.
"You told him and you can stop him" said Ginny.
"Look I can't" said Shawnee.
"Why?" asked Ginny.
"I won't meddle in your life" said Shawnee.
"Look keep him away from Ron okay and make sure he forgets about telling him" said Ginny.
"Okay" said Shawnee.

Ron, Harry and Hermione just finished with Potions.
"God, I hate Snape! He gave us a 12 inch long report on the 1,000 uses of troll bladders." Ron made a disgusted face. "And it's due tomorrow!"
"Well, Ron, maybe if you did your studies you would know all of them by now." said Hermione.
Harry laughed. "Hermione, I don't think even you know all 1,000."
Hermione frowned. "Oh, my gosh, Harry, you're right! I only know 994!" and Hermione ran off mumbling the 994 she already knew.
"Where do you think she's going Harry?" said Ron sarcastically. "Not the library?" Ron and Harry laughed.
Shawnee walked over. "Hi Harry." she kissed him. "How was Potions?"
Harry sighed. "Snape still hates us... we have a 12 inch report on troll bladders due tomorrow."
Shawnee frowned. "That doesn't seem fair. Harry we need to talk..."
"Um, Shawn, we have to go to Transfiguration." said Harry.
Shawnee frowned again. "Well, okay, Harry. Bye." She waved goodbye.
Ron turned to Harry. "What was that all about?" he said as they set off for Transfiguration.
"Nothing, Ron." said Harry quickly.
Ron had the strangest feeling that Harry wasn't telling him something, but he would have to wait until lunch to find out.