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"Draco—" Snape was about to say.

But at that moment, Draco took out the blade from his palm. He knew that he probably would not be able to get away from this.

'If only Potter could have minded his own business!' thought Malfoy.

At that moment, Snape knelt down and picked it up quickly and used his wand to clean off the blood. He muttered some kind of incantation and it disappeared.

"Draco, show me your arm," Snape said motioning to his arm almost with what sounded like annoyance, but also worry.

Draco looked around the room trying to find some kind of escape. There were no windows, and only one door. But Snape was blocking it—if he made a run for it may he could get out.

As if Snape had just read his mind he said, "No Draco, do not even start to conspire about running away because it simply will not happen. Now show me your arm."

Draco started to shake his head in disapproval and began to quiver.

Snape sighed exasperatedly. Why did Draco have to be so difficult? He reached out to Draco's arm and with some force turned it over to where it was injured. Draco seemed determined to hide it. Snape took out his wand to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Snape looked back up at Draco's face and looked curiously at him. Still his face was unfathomable.

"You are going to have to go to the hospital wing. These scars may be permanent, but they can get better. Draco, come," Snape said.

"No! I'm not going. You can't make me do anything I do not want to do," Draco said with contempt, but he looked like a wreck still shaking.

"Draco, stop being ridiculous," Snape said though his face displayed no emotion whatsoever.

Snape held out his arm so Draco could take it as support. Something odd had happened then as Draco looked into Snape's eyes for a moment, and then took his arm. They walked out of the abandoned area, Draco holding his arm to his side.

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"Professor, I can't go to the hospital wing! They'll—they'll see the Dark Mark!" Draco said as they left the bathroom.

"Draco, I assure you that I am aware of that, which is why you are going to have to come to my office. I can give you some dittany and help heal your wounds. I only said we were going to the hospital wing because Potter was there," Snape said with contempt when he said "Potter".

"Oh…" Draco said as if in a daze.

They arrived by Snape's office and he beckoned Malfoy to enter. Draco came in, and Snape followed into a room with many objects in different flasks and a black leather couch in the corner.

"Sit," Snape said pointing to the couch as he went among the objects to find something that would help Draco.

Draco did as he was told, still clutching his arm.

Snape found some dittany, bandages, and some type of potion and came forth to Draco.

"I am going to need you arm," Snape said as he set down his products.

Draco took out his arm from his clutch to make it plain in view. Snape took his arm, applied some dittany salve onto his arm and rubbed it in. Then he bandaged the wound together into a white encasement.

"You need to drink this, it will help the wounds heal," Snape said as he pulled the cork off the purple potion and poured it into a glass.

Draco did show showing a hint of displeasure upon drinking it. It obviously did not have the most appealing taste.

"Now Draco, I understand that recent events must have put quite a toll on you, but hurting yourself is not going to help the situation," Snape said with a tinge of compassion.

"I didn't hurt myself!" Draco said defiantly.

"Draco, you have not been the only person I have walked in upon during a situation like yours. I can tell when someone is hurting themselves, and I can help you," Snape said softly.

"I don't need your help! How many times to I have to tell you? I can figure this out myself!" Draco said.

"Well you certainly are not being cautious. Missing classes for now three days in a row, you are taking a risky plunge and you are facing expulsion if you do not change your habits. Let me help you with whatever you are planning," Snape said.

"This isn't about you. I was given the assignment!" Draco said loudly.

"I am quite aware of the fact the assignment is yours. However, I must inform you that I am here to help you. Why were you injuring yourself today?" Snape asked in the same soft tone.

"Not everything is working out that great. I just—I'm having a difficult time," Draco said weakly trying to stifle the tears that were approaching.

"Have you been contemplating suicide?" Snape asked softly yet seriously.

"Sort of," Draco said quietly.

"You need help, Draco. I shall request that you come by my office every evening so we can talk. If you choose to not come I shall have to inform Dumbledore. Do I make myself plain?" Snape asked softly.

"Yes, but I do not need help!" Draco said loudly again.

"Draco, you perhaps are not aware of this but if a student at Hogwarts is suicidal they have one of two options. One is that they are forced to go to St. Mungo's, or be under constant twenty-four hour supervision at Hogwarts. Now I am quite sure that you do not wish to be under any of these options, but be aware that if you do not come in the evening, this is what you are facing," Snape said gravely.

"This is so stupid! I don't need your help and you can't help me!" Draco scoffed and went through the door.

At that, Snape sighed hoping that Draco would not do something he would regret.

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