A/N Hey, y'all this is the long-coming short story. I have another chapter of it written (not typed) so if y'all want it, plz R&R. thankies!
Lynn :P
I watch in the mirror as the dark blood drips down my face form the cut in my forehead. So beautiful. Exactly my color, so he said. What I looked best in. I never believed him.
CRASH! I slam my fist into the mirror, watching the shattered pieces fall to the floor. I blame all that has happened on these mirrors.
Mirrors. My entire life was based on what people saw on the outside. NO one, save Draco, my Draco, knows… knew, me. I mean truly knew me.
Now he's gone. Gone forever. He lies on the floor, surrounded by pieces of the mirror, not breathing, not moving. How could he do this? Leave me alone with those people who have tormented my inner self for all 16 years of my life?
I gently, slowly, lovingly pick up a piece of the broken mirror-glass. I hold it to my wrist, feeling it, cold, sharp, empty. I slowly, slowly drag it up my arm, slitting the vein form wrist to elbow.
It feels so good, the warm, dark, crimson blood splashing, drop by drop, onto my pure white robes. I slit the other wrist, doubling the pleasure. And with a final burst of strength, I wrap my arms around him. Then I fall, slowly….
…slowly…
…into…
…the black.
The Daily Prophet
Students Found Dead in Dorm Room
Draco Malfoy, 17, and Ginevra Weasley, 16, were found this morning in Malfoy's private dorm room. Although cause of death for Malfoy was not immediately apparent, Weasley appeared to have slit her wrists. Albus Dumbledore says "they were two of the brightest students in the school. Miss Weasley had skipped a year, after all." More news will follow in tonight's Evening Prophet.