Guess what? I'm back! Yay! Anyways, I'm sorry for the long wait, but I passed my science Graduation exam, and right now, I have a 71 in algebra! YAY! –Shouts and runs around! — Anyways, this chapter is for ALL of my reviewers! If it wasn't for you this story would never be passed the first chapter! So, here it goes!

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Chapter 4: Help me end it all...

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Draco Malfoy watched a laughing Harry Potter walk out the door. NO one ever laughs at a Malfoy. If they did they would have to pay, and Potter was going to pay. He got up, and stretched. He grimaced as a few of the girl's that was left in the class giggled, and started to whisper god knows what.

Ugh, they are such sluts.

He ignored them, as they followed him out the door. This was getting old fast, and he hated it. Girls, they ALWAYS follow him around. Yeah, he liked it at first, but then it just started to get old. He sighed, and walked out to the parking lot, and leaned against his car. He looked around, then pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, taking a long, slow drag.

Potter…

He looked up, and gazed at the clear blue sky. What did he think of Potter?

Well, he is hot, and has a real nice ars—WHAT THE FUCK! I don't need to think that. I'm strait. I'm not a bloody poof!

Draco grunted, and pushed himself off his car, then threw his cigarette on the ground, crushing it with toe of his shoe. He shouldn't be thinking things like that, it's not…..normal, but who in this world is normal? He began to walk back towards the building to get his things, but suddenly ran into something hard.

"What the…." Harry looked up from the ground, and saw nun other than Draco.

"Potter, I think its time for you to get new glasses, you big poof!" He snorted and walked over him.

"Hey, no need for name calling Malfoy!" Harry stood up, and viciously spat at Draco back.

Draco stopped then walked back to Harry.

"Why, are you getting tired of being picked on?" Draco growled, anger flashing in his silver eyes.

"No you bloody git!" Harry growled back "It's just not right for you to attack innocent people!"

Oh, no….don't get to rallied up Harry.

Harry tried to repeat that to himself about a thousand times, but his anger had gotten to the point where he could no longer be in control.

"You just go around and bully INNOCENT people. You're sick, Malfoy, just sick! You do it, because that's where you get your jollies from. You're full of it! You don't know what goes on in the peoples lives you bully, and you especially don't know MINE!" Harry growled, and through all that anger he had managed to pushes Draco against the building.

Draco stared wide eyed at Harry's outburst. He just couldn't stand the pain, and anger in those dark green eyes. He looked on. He's not sick. Never in his life did he ever get near to being sick. He had to do something; because those troubled eyes gave him a guilty stab in his heart

"Potter, YOU have no room to being saying that. No one and especially not YOU do not know what goes on in MY life. How dare you say that? Have you ever come to the point where you just want to end it all completely? Plus, I don't get my "jollies", as you put it, from bullying people, and you'll never understand the reason why I do what I do!" Draco yelled at Harry pushing him violently back, as tears blurred his vision.

Draco, you must know that Malfoy's don't cry. It shows a sign of weakness. Do you want to be weak, or do I have to beat some sense into you?

Draco pushed his father's viscous words out of his head, and blinked back away his tears that were suddenly threatening to break free. He gave a look at Harry's expression, and it cut more of his already battered and torn soul. Forget his stuff, he had to leave NOW! He turned around and walked to his car, got in, and drove away.

Harry was shocked down to the core, as he watched him drive away. He couldn't believe Draco would get so…emotional. It just seemed so unreal.

Maybe there is more than meet's the eye.

He looked down at the toe of his boot. Maybe he said little too much, but it couldn't be helped. Malfoy had purposely hit a sensitive spot, and he lost all control. Everything he said poured from his heart. It reopened wounds that he thought was healed, and all the things he said where locked deep inside him, long forgotten. It was the anger he held for His uncle, and his rotten family, and he used it all on Draco.

I shouldn't have done that. If anyone finds out I'll be punished. Maybe, just maybe if I can punish myself before anyone else can, it just might end all my pain?

Harry looked up at the sky. Black clouds where rolling in from the west, and lightning was lighting them up endlessly. A crack of thunder rolled overhead, and he shuddered. He always hated this weather. He bit his lip to hold back his tears, and began to walk the other way. If he remembered correctly, there ware huge, rocky cliff along a beach not far from here.

Perfect……

Harry grunted, and began to make his way towards the beach. This is what he must do. He must do this in order to end all of his pain, to be free from the reminders of what he came from. As he walked a good bit, he spotted the high, jagged cliff. It seemed the perfect place to….. End his pain. He started to make his way to the cliff.

After he got there, he looked down below. It wasn't a very long fall, but there where a bunch of inviting, pointy rocks at the bottom, calling out to him. He looked up at the grey clouds as they began to rollover head.

Draco dug his bare toes in the sand, it felt good in-between his toes. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, and lit up a cigarette. Why did it hurt him so much, when he saw the look in Harry's eyes? Why did he even care? He looked out at the waves. They where starting to get rough, as they crashed violently against the sand. Another clap of thunder cracked over head, then a lone raindrop fell from the clouds and landed on his nose, as the wind picked up and blew through his hair.

He sighed, and smashed his cigarette in the sand, putting it out. It was going to rain soon, and he better start home before his father sent out a search crew. He got up, and the raindrops began to increasing, coming down faster, and harder. He looked around the beach one more time. He began to turn around, but stopped.

What is that?

Through the heavy rain he spotted something black at the cliffs. He squinted, and then froze. That "something black" looked like a person, and that person looked like Harry.

"What the---"Draco kept on staring "What in the fuck is he doing!"

Then suddenly it hit him. Harry was going to jump. Draco remembered those green eyes, so filled with anger and pain. His heart jumped up in his throat when he watched as Harry spread out his arms.

OH MY GOD! He's going to jump!

Draco suddenly began to run, as fast as he could.

"HARRY!" he screamed through the wind and rain.

Fear began to creep up his spine. What if he didn't make it in time! He bit his lip, fighting back tears and ran faster. He was not used to running this much, and his breathing became labored.

"HARRY!" He choked out one last time, as a tear slipped down his face, being swept away by the heavy rain.

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CLIFFIE! Bwhahahaha! Anyways I hope you like this chapter. Well I like it, I think it's kind of sad though:(, but the next chapter will be up soon!

Love you all!

Kit