Harry woke up the next morning and, again, automatically went to check and see if Erick was still there. But something told him to open the curtains.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Harry screamed, waking up everyone in the dormitory.
"What is it, Harry?" Asked Seamus.
"It-look at the wall!" He screamed.
"Bloody hell, Harry. It's just a freakin' wall." Seamus said. But when he saw what was on the wall, he to screamed a little.
"Somebody better go get McGonagall up here." Someone said.
Ron went to go get her, and when she got up there, she too gave a scream.
"Goodbye, Hogwarts. You've done what you can for me. But It just wasn't enough.
If only they hadn't died. Maybe it would be different. Maybe I wouldn't be trying to do this."
the message said.
"What's he gonna do!" Someone asked.
That was when Harry pulled McGonnagall aside.
"Professor, I think he's threatening suicide." He said.
"What makes you think so?" McGonagall asked. But there was an unmistakable glint of worry in her dark, usually sharp eyes.
"We were talking down in the Quidditch Pitch last night, and he told me that he'd considered suicide,
but had decided not to. He must've changed his mind.
"We have to find him." She said simply, leaving the room.
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all Is better than the life that you had How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go How do you get that lonely... and nobody know
Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?
I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...