When I woke up in the morning I felt a lot better and Madame Pomphrey let me leave. I went to the Common Room and I were bombarded by questions from Ron, Hermoine, and Harry. "I told you what happened already." I said exasperated.

I walked up to my dormitory, got showered and dressed and I wrote a note and headed to the Owlery. I found my beautiful black owl sitting by a barn owl eating.

"Echo?" I called softly.

The black owl looked up at me and she pecked my finger softly.

"Will you bring this to Draco Malfoy?" I said as to her leg. "Don't come back without a response."

She hooted in response and flew off as I walked down to breakfast.

Draco's POV

A tapping at my window woke me up. I slowly got up to open it and an ebony owl flew in with a letter in it. It read:

Will you meet me by the lake at nine? Respond quickly.

Violette Regalis

I pulled out a new piece of parchment and wrote.

I'll be there.

And then gave the letter back to the owl.

Violette's POV

I was sitting at the Gryffindor table putting cream cheese on my bagel when the morning post arrived. I spotted Echo flying towards me. She dropped a letter in front of me. I quickly opened it and my eyes flickered towards Draco who was sitting talking animatedly to a dark boy with slanted eyes.

I smiled slightly and realized another letter was sitting in front of me.

Dearest Violette,

I heard about your "incident". I hope you are okay. I was worried sick.

I need to warn you. Your father, when he left, had become a Death Eater. I am sorry for not telling you before. He is very dangerous. I must advise you not to go out of the castle at night and stay with people as much as you can.

Stay safe. Damian and I love you. Write back soon.

Love,

Mother

I decided to respond later and headed to my classes.

Lessons passed without anything interesting. Hermoine was constantly giving me suspicious looks. But I didn't really care, I had enough on my mind as is.

Eight-forty rolled around and I made my way to the lake and sat down against a tree. I decided to risk it and light up a cigarette. I inhaled deeply as I stared out into the deep twinkling lake.

"Hey." Malfoy's voice greeted me.

"Hey." I responded softly.

There was a moment of silence.

"Do you want one?" I asked motioning to my cigarette.

"Yeah, that'd be nice."

He sat down next to me as I handed him a cigarette.

"So… any particular reason you called me her?" Malfoy asked after lighting up.

"Yeah. I need to talk to you." I told him.

"You need to talk to me?" He seemed blown back.

"Yeah, well, um…" I started, "Why'd you save me from my father?"

"Who told you that?" He questioned.

"Dumbledore." I answered. "You were in the Hospital Wing next to my bed. Why?"

"I just did and I just was." He told me.

"Why?" I persisted. Malfoy stood up and put out his cigarette.

"I just did." He said again and turned away. I watched him walk back up to the castle.

"This is going to be one hell of a year." I said to myself.

Three Days Later

Dear Diary,

Things are getting are getting worse. I've been smoking like crazy. Whenever I get a chance. Between classes, at night, whenever I can. The nightmares are getting worse. I keep seeing my father, that stupid scene playing over and over again. Then I had a dream I was in Voldemort's lair with none other than Malfoy at my side. Isn't that odd?

I haven't been able to get Malfoy out of my head. Am I going crazy?

Violette

I sat up on the Astronomy Tower looking up at the stars. I took my sweater off despite the cold. I stared at my arms. They were scarred and disgusting. Myself repulsed me. I stared at the small bag I had brought up. I slid out my caffeine pills and cheap vodka I brought from America. I needed the pills to keep me awake. I was sick of the nightmares and didn't want to sleep. The alcohol was just, well to get drunk. I took for pills and chased them down with the cheap vodka. I continued to drink. The taste was disgusting but it'd help… so I thought. I have an extremely week heart due to birth complications. Too much caffeine can make me sick. The bottle shook in my hand. I smiled as my heart rate increased rapidly. The chest pains subdued the way I emotionally hurt. I pulled out my trusty blade and dragged it across my pale skin slowly. I watched the blood ooze out of the thin slice. I smiled again. I was bleeding. I knew I was alive. The red against the pale was so distracting. I got lost in the blood dripping down my arm. When it stopped bleeding I looked up at the stars and they began to blur.

Draco's POV

I watched Violette from afar. I watched her stare at her arms looking absolutely disgusted. Then she turned to her bag and pulled out a pack of yellow pills and some kind of odd drink. She popped the pills into her mouth one at a time, chasing down each one with a shot of whatever she was drinking. It was obviously alcohol. I could smell it from where I stood. She smiled looking weary. Then she pulled out a blade. I watched her slice her arm. I almost ran to stop her. But it's best not to get involved… for now. She smiled again as she watched the blood on her smooth milky skin. She looked at peace but there was something oddly disturbing and twisted about it. Something tragic.

So you're taking these pills to fill up your soul

And you're drinking them down with cheap alcohol

And I'd be inclined to be yours for the taking

And part of this terrible mess that you're making

But me I'm the catalyst…

Violette laid down looking up at the stars. Then her eyes slowly began to close. She passed out. I walked over to her and picked her up. I made my way to the infamous Room of Requirement and walked back and forth three times with the sleeping girl in my arms thinking I need a place that Violette can sleep comfortably and will help her in the morning.

The door appeared and I walked in. There was a huge room decorated in burgundy and maroon. There was a large canopy bed and a nightstand with a potion labeled Hangover Antidote. I carefully set Violette down and kissed her on the forehead. Then I made my leave.

I woke up in a large maroon bed with a thin canopy hanging over it. The room was dimly lit and decorated in an Old Victorian setting. I didn't know where I was. I looked to my left and saw a nightstand with a bottle labeled Hangover Antidote. I felt over dehydrated and had a migraine and all of the sudden there was a glass of water sitting next to the antidote. I immediately knew I was in the Room of Requirement. I drank the water and opened the small bottle tilted my head back letting the contents of the small bottle slip through my slightly parted lips. I straightened out my outfit picked up my bag and walked out of the Room of Requirement back to the Gryffindor Tower.

Hermoine sat in the one of the chairs staring worriedly into the fire. As soon as I stepped through the portrait her head snapped up.

"Violette, where were you last night? I was worried when you didn't come to bed." Hermoine told me, her voice filled with concerned.

What was I going to tell her? That I stayed up drinking, taking pills, and cutting myself. Then I passed out because my body couldn't handle all three and some how ended up in The Room of Requirement.

"I was inspired last night and sat up in the Room of Requirement writing. I fell asleep in there. I guess I was more tired then I thought." I smiled at her.

"Well, next time tell me, okay?" She asked sighing with relief.

"Of course, 'Moine. I'll give you a heads up next time." I told her.

Hermoine stood up and embraced me. I returned it feeling guilty about hiding things from her. I walked up to the Girls' Dormitory and set my bag down.

"Where were you last night?" A nosy voice asked curiously.

"If you must know Lavender. I was up all night having a wild orgy with all the Ravenclaw boys. Boy, do they know how to party. We drank fire whiskey, had sex, and now I'm exhausted." I replied.

"Really!" Lavender questioned excitedly.

"No." I answered giving her a look that said, "Man, you are stupid".

Lavender looked slightly crestfallen, then shot me a glare.

"I was just curious." She said snottily.

"Aren't you always?" I drawled walking into the bathroom.

All of the sudden I was extremely nauseous. The room was swaying. I wasked over to the sink and washed my face. After I dried my towel I gagged. I leaned over the toilet and I began throwing up violently. I wiped the corner of my mouth with a tissue and noticed it was stained crimson.

"Oh my god!" Parvati screamed.

I heard Hermoine run in.

"What is it! What's wrong!" Hermoine panted.

"Violette is throwing up! Ew!" Parvati answered.

Hermoine walked in.

"Violette? Are you okay?" Hermoine asked softly.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm just a little sick. I think I'm going to stay in here for a little while." I told her.

Outside the room I could hear Parvati chanting "ew".

Hermoine helped me up after I flushed the toilet. Then she saw the tissue.

"Violette, is that blood! You need to go see Madam Pomphrey." Hermoine insisted.

"Please, Hermoine I'll be fine. My heart's a little off. It's nothing to worry about I promise. It happens sometimes. The Muggle doctors said when that happens to just take it easy. I don't need any medical attention unless it happens repeatedly." I told her, but I was lying through my teeth. I should have probably been in a hospital.

"Well, okay." She answered reluctantly.

"I'll see you later okay? I'll come down for lunch and go to my afternoon classes." I said.

"I'll get the work for you." Hermoine smiled softly.

"You always do." I smiled back and she brought me to my bed.

I lied down.

""Relax, okay? I'll see you later." She said.

"Okay, have fun." I replied as she parted.