The next day I was let out of the infirmary, happy Madame Pomfrey didn't find out what I was doing, but I wasn't off stock free yet. What if Ron told everyone? I had to talk to him.
After Snape's class, I walked up to Potter's group of friends," What do you want, Malfoy?" Potter sighed.
"Not much, mind if I borrow carrot-hair?" I said as I forcefully pulled Ron away from the group and down the hall. He was asking me questions but I wasn't paying attention as I dragged him into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
"Okay, what the fuck, Malfoy?" he asked as I threw him inside and locked the door.
"You didn't tell anyone right?" I asked, uncontrollably shaking.
"Tell anyone what?" he asked stupidly. I looked at him like it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was! I saw his face light up a little as he said," Oh! No, I didn't tell anyone."
"Okay good," I went to leave but then I heard him say,"If you don't tell me why you were going to do it, I'll make sure all of Hogwarts knows by dinner."
Shit, god damn it, fuck my life. "I-I don't care if the other kids know. I don't care!" Shit, I think my voice cracked.
Ron chuckled like he was "all that" and walked up to me. I backed up into the door and he put his arm on the door, next to my head, trapping me, and by his size, it was like Azkaban without the dementors," You and I both know damn well that you do care about what everyone else thinks and plus, I'm not just talking about the students. I'll tell everyone. And that will land you into suicide watch, therapy, and a whole lot of more shit you don't want to deal with. So, Draco Malfoy, please, tell me why you tried to kill yourself."
My heart thumped so hard against my chest, I was positive you could feel the vibrations through the floorboards. I didn't dare speak a word, I didn't dare open my mouth. He sighed," Time to go tell Harry about my latest news on Draco Malfoy!" he went to open the door.
I grabbed his wrist tightly and screeched," WAIT, wait, fine !"
He stood there, looking slightly satisfied, and pulled away from the door. I sighed and pulled off of my robe, revealing my button down white shirt and green tie. I pulled up my right sleeve, showing my mark.
His eyes widened again in fear,"Malfoy, is that-"
"Mhmm," I whimpered, looking away, unable to fight my tears. They started to stream down my face,"I-I don't know what to do about it! I-I swear to god that I am not working for Voldemort, I-" my words became muffled, eventually stopping my rant as Ron put his hand over my mouth and my head against the door.
"Listen to me, Malfoy, it'll be okay, I need you to calm down okay?" he slowly took his hand away and I wiped away my tears. How stupid am I to let a Weasley know about my problems, let alone tell them? "Come back here tomorrow at midnight."
I stared at him,"But that's past curfew, I'll be in huge trouble."
"I'll talk Harry into letting me borrow his invisibility cloak. I'll hand it over to you at lunch tomorrow, twelve o'clock, twelve o' five at the latest, okay?"
I nodded and I moved away from the door so he could leave but before he left, he said," Next time you address him please call him by you-know-who."