I watched, unseen, as he walked into is room. I watched as he dropped his school bag on the floor. I watched as he took off his school robe and rolled up his shirt's sleeve. I watched as he took his wand and removed the spell that was on his arm. I watched old scars appear on that once unblemished flesh. I watched as he went into his bathroom and unlocked a drawer. I watched as he took out a little box and opened it. I watched as he removed a knife from the little box. I watched as he took the knife and came back into his bedroom. I watched as he lowered himself into a sitting position on the floor. I watched as he took the knife and brought it down so it touched the exposed skin on his arm. I watched as he put pressure on the knife and ran it over his skin, making a cut. I watched the blood spill out of the cut and a tiny stream of blood form. I watched as he made another cut just above the one he had just made. I watched as the blood mixed together, making the stream of blood bigger. I watched, following the knife's movements across the skin and the blood's path down his arm, as he made three more cuts. I watched his face as it relaxed, as if all his troubles were flowing out of the cuts on his arm. I watched as he sat there, completely still. I watched as he shook his head. I watched as he slowly rose from his position on his floor and moved towards the drawer beside his bed. I watched as he opened the drawer and took out a bandage. I watched as he slowly wrapped the bandage around his arm. I watched as he finished securing the bandage around his arm. I watched as he turned around and headed into his bathroom. I watched as he turned the water on in the sink and stuck the knife's blade under the water. I watched as he took a cloth from the little box that was still sitting open. I watched as he removed the knife's blade from underneath the water. I watched as he dried the knife's blade. I watched as he placed the cloth back in the little box. I watched as he stroked the knife. I watched as he placed a kiss on the knife's blade. I watched as he placed the knife in the little box. I watched as he picked up the little box and placed it in the drawer it had been in. I watched as he closed the drawer and the locked it. I watched as he turned towards the mirror. I watched as he just stared at his reflection. I watched as he took a deep breath. I watched as he sighed and started to make himself look like the perfect pureblood everyone thought him to be. I watched as he took off the bandage and threw it away. I watched as he placed his wand on his arm and made the scars, both old and new, be covered up with his usual unblemished skin. I watched as he walked out of his bathroom and closed the bathroom door. I watched as he unrolled his sleeve and put back on his school robe. I watched as he moved to his door. I watched as he placed his hand on the doorknob and paused as if he was reluctant to leave. I watched as he finally opened his door and slipped out. While I watched I thought, "Draco Malfoy this shall be our little secret. Just you and I shall know. You and Harry Potter."


A/N: This is a little oneshot I came up with while trying to go to sleep. Weird time to have something like this pop into your head, ne? Anyway this is the first fanfic I've written so far and I want to know what you think! I also want to know if you think the rating's okay or should I bring it up to M. Please review!