Chapter 3/ Year 3

Harry wasn't look forward to going back to Hogwarts to start his third year he hadn't heard off Draco all summer and those who had been taunting him all year had found out his address and had been sending him howlers and threatening letters all summer. When he got on the train he thankfully got a compartment to himself. About halfway to Hogwarts Harry heard the door to his compartment open he looked up and saw Ron's girlfriend Lavender Brown a fellow 6th year Gryffindor who was known for gossiping too much. Seeing Harry there an evil smile spread across her face, "Oh sorry didn't see you there" she said and left the compartment. Thinking nothing of it Harry went back to starting out the window.

It had been a few months since Harry had come back to Hogwarts he was still being taunted and some Slytherin's had taken to jinxing him in the corridors. He hadn't seen Draco since the last day of term. He couldn't cope with this anymore he had been self harming more and one more bad thing would just push him over the edge. He walked into the Great Hall one morning and everybody stopped talking walking to the Gryffindor table he looked over at the Slytherin table reflexively and saw that Draco had been crying he wondered why? Whispers followed him around all day he caught snippets of conversation "How could he have" , " His best friend" "Yeah but with her?" none of it made sense of it to Harry but he had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that he would find out soon. After hastily eating his dinner Harry escaped to the Gryffindor common room. Walking into the common room Harry found Ron waiting for him "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME HARRY?" asked Ron

"Do what?" asked Harry frustrated.

" HAVE SEX WITH LAVENDER YOU KNOW SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND AND ON THE TRAIN AS WELL HARRY YOU'VE HAD MONTH'S TO TELL ME AND I FIND OUT OFF LOOPY LUNA LOVEGOD?"

"Ron I'd never do that to you, you should know that and anyway why didn't Lavender tell you she is supposed to be your girlfriend? "

" DON'T YOU DARE BLAME THIS ON LAVENDER!"

"But Ron I'm telling the truth I've never laid a hand on Lavender"

"JUST FUCK OFF HARRY I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN!" with that Ron stormed out of the common room. Not believing what had just happened Harry went upstairs to his room he needed to get rid of the bad emotions in his head Harry reached into his trunk for the knife he keep in there. Taking off his robes he found an unmarked spot on his arm (a job which was getting harder every time.) drawing the knife over the bare skin he instantly felt better, mopping up the blood he applied a bandage and cried himself to sleep not wanting to go back down and face the looks and whispered conversations about him from his fellow Gryffindor's.

The next week was pure torture for Harry none of his friends talked to him and the bullying got worse by the end of the week he was ending up in the hospital wing about three times a day due to people jinxing and cursing him in the corridors. By the Sunday he decided he couldn't take it anymore, he had no friends to speak of (unless he counted his knife which was now becoming his constant companion) and the only person he would ever loved hadn't spoke to him in months. He decided the only way out of this hell for him would be to kill himself, the emo muggle's he bothered with in the summer had told him it was easy a few deep cuts on each wrist and that was it he could sink away into darkness. Not wanting to die and not let Draco know his true feelings for him Harry slipped a note into Draco's pocket when he left the Great Hall at dinner time. It said :

Dear Draco

I can't take this life anymore I'm going to kill myself tonight and there's nothing anyone can do to make me change my mind. But before I do I need to get a few things straight I have always loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you in the great hall on the first day and if circumstances were different I would want to spend my whole life with you. Last summer I wouldn't let you see me naked because I was ashamed of the scares that line my arms and now my legs. I was depressed but was too scared to ask for help I thought people would have thought that to 'Emo' of me. I never slept with Lavender she did come into my compartment on the train but left straight away I would never go off with someone else and hurt you in that way. You are the only one I've told about what I'm doing, I will kill myself in the prefects bathroom so if anyone asks were I am point them there. I'm so sorry about this.

I love you

Harry

Xxx

Waiting until his dorm mates were asleep Harry slipped on his invisibility cloak grabbed his knife and left his dorm room for the last time. Arriving at the prefects bathroom he muttered the password (he'd overheard Percy telling a fellow prefect what it was a few days ago) stepping into the room he looked around if he hadn't been gone there to kill himself he may have been impressed by the grandness of the room but he had other things on his mind. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the knife he had been using to cut himself with for the last year, taking a deep breath he drew it across his right wrist blood welled up instantly he then did the same to his left wrist. He stood there with blood dripping from his wrist waiting for the blackness to come but it didn't. Decide he couldn't wait for the cuts on his wrist to kill him he filled up the bath with intentions of drowning himself he didn't care whether the water was hot or cold has long has he didn't have to suffer this life any more taking off his blood soaked robes Harry jumped in the now full bath. Has he finally sinked in to the blackness he had been longing for Draco burst through the door "Harry! No don't do it!" he reached the bath set in the middle of the floor he saw the naked body of his boyfriend floating in the bath the blood from the cuts on his wrist turning the water a strange pinky - red colour. How he had longed to see Harry naked but not like this, not when he looked this lifeless. Reaching in to grab Harry's arms he pulled him out of the bath wrapping his cloak around him. Draco felt the pulse on Harry's neck to see if he was still alive but Draco was too late Harry had succumbed to the darkness. Holding Harry's lifeless corpse tight to his body Draco reached for the blood stained knife that Harry had taken his life with. Draco knew he could never live without the love of his life so he would be with Harry in death instead. Taking a deep breath Draco drew the blood stained blade across his wrists then he too succumbed to the darkness.