People who are more easily triggered by this type of content should avoid reading this.
(TW): Explicit description of Self-mutilation, SH, Suicide attempts, Depressing content, Eating Disorder, Panic Attacks
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Ron had woken up after the calming drought and dreamless sleep potion wore off and came over to Harry's bed while rubbing his eyes and in matter of seconds he saw Harry fall head first into Dumbledore and rushed over. "HARRY!" and seeing that his friend had already collapsed he looked over to Dumbledore, "What happened, sir?" Before Dumbledore could open his mouth Madame Pomfrey answered, "Mr. Weasley your friend seemed to have woke up that's for sure but he had a lost a huge amount of blood at once and he has a concussion and when he stood up too fast it made him black out." Ron was pale and she assured him, "Don't worry, he'll be ok now that we know he's stable after a week or so he'll be out of here!" Ron lashed out her, "DON'T WORRY" YOU THINK THATS SO BLOODY EASY. HE'S MY FRIEND OF COURSE I'M WORRIED AND EVERYONES TELLING ME TO NOT WORRY, HE JUMPED OFF THE BLOODY TOWER FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!" Ron calmed down and looked miserably up at the Madame Pomfrey, "I'm sorry Madame Pomfrey-" but she stopped him before he could finish. "No, I'm sorry, of course you must be worried for your friend I shouldn't have said, Forgive me." Ron wasn't used to getting apologies from adults and looked blankly at her until his sense came back. "I'm sorry too Madame Pomfrey." She put her hand on his shoulder and replied, "It's alright, Mr. Weasley now Professor McGonagall excused you from class for the next two days because you must be in shock, you are allowed to go the library, The Great Hall, and your dorm but besides that you are to remain in the Medical wing during the day. Do you understand?" "Yes, Madame Pomfrey!" Ron answered enthusiastically, he was glad that he could stay with his friend for the next two days. "I knew you would be excited." She smiled while shaking her head. Dumbledore who had placed Harry back onto the bed during their conversation left with Ron to the Great Hall for breakfast, once they arrived he went over to the Gryffindor table after thanking Dumbledore and Dumbledore walked over and sat down at his seat. He looked over and saw that Severus was trembling and he looked quite sick, and Minerva kept throwing glance over at Severus. He looked sadly at Severus knowing that their conversation from yesterday had caused him great stress, he absolutely despised bringing up his school years and he more heavily despised talking about his suicide attempt. He didn't want to be seen weak and vulnerable to others and always had a cold mask on his face, refusing any help from desperate friends. Severus felt sick, he didn't have an appetite and moved the food on his plate around. He ignored everyone who tried to speak to him and blanked out, just sitting there and staring at his plate. He glanced over at Minerva who was looking at him, concern written on her face, she had noticed that Snape hadn't had a single bite of his food yet. Snape pretended to eat and she looked satisfied and turned around. He just sat there until everything started get louder as if everyone was screaming, his head was pounding and his breaths came in sharp gasps, he couldn't breathe. Snape grabbed his head and put his hands over his ears and McGonagall seemed to have noticed and eyed him very closely, her concern growing. He put his head down on the table and blacked out, the world seem to be spinning even with his eyes closed and he started hyperventilating. They all continued eating for sometime, Slughorn had already refilled his goblet about 5 times and looked very pink, then suddenly Severus burst into tears and got up from his chair and ran out of the Great Hall as Minerva followed behind. The Gryffindor table burst out in laughter after seeing Snape run out but the Slytherins looked concerned for their Head of the house. "Did you see him? He was crying!" Seamus laughed. "What if he's ill? All the Defense against the Dark arts Professors never make it through the whole year!" Lavender cried. Ron on the other hand was worried, he had seen the Potions master's reaction the other day. He finished his breakfast and left the Great Hall slowly trailing behind Snape and McGonagall.