When I finished my readings, I looked up to see Zabini and me were the only ones still up and I yawned having completely lost track of time. I rose to my feet and the Italian boy looked up from whatever it was he was doing. He glanced over at the clock also obviously just realizing what time it was. He slammed his books closed and stood up and we made our way up to our dorm in silence. There was this unspoken understanding between us. I head into the bathroom firmly locking the door behind me. I take out my dagger staring at it transfixed. It was as if it was my lifeline and my only grip on reality and sanity. Was that father's master plan? To just beat me down time and time again that I would eventually simply loose it? Who ever knew with him? The dark lord had not chosen my father as one of his right-hand man for no reason. The knife easily slid through my flesh and soon the basin was stained with red. I didn't care though and continued slicing. When I felt tat it had been enough I charmed everything spotless again and changed into my pajama and sigh before running a hand through my hair and made sure my cuts were not noticeable for anybody else and then I made my way to my bed and slid under the covers. Finally I could get some rest, with having finished my work for tomorrow I might add.

Sleep came easily, as I was just sooo damn tired. I however could have done without the memories that my dreams were filled with. Why did I forget to take a damn potion? Had my godfather's warnings gotten to me? I was up early and made my way down to the common room. I then went outside. Why couldn't I just end it? Call it quits. I sigh. I suppose I really am a coward. A failure. I shake my head to clear my mind. I leaned back on my elbows and simply stared out over the rippling waters. What on earth was my problem? I close my eyes.

When breakfast time rolled along I simply head indoors and join my table. My dorm-mates sent me a curious glance but I just shrug and put some toast in my mouth. I just suppress the urge to run from the room and simply force some food down my throat. Really, why did I always have to eat? I simply put the toast in my mouth and then head out of the room ready for another day of classes. I feel several pairs of eyes on me but ignore them. I suppose the rest of the school was starting to sense how I was slowly loosing it. I slowly made my way back to the dungeons, where I was soon joined by my class-mates for yet another potion class. I simply focus on what was being said. I however didn't miss the glances Snape was sending my way and I roll my eyes. This was getting so annoying. How could I have been so foolish as to let things get this far?

I had not had any trouble concealing my family life for anyone and now everyone seemed to know. I just wished I could somehow disappear or something. I close my eyes for a moment before I grab my bags and leave.

How long did you have this time before your father would show up again? I just hoped you had some time to yourself. I was starting to get scared for you. You seemed to have changed so much, and in all honesty, I do not know what to make of it. As if my life was complicated enough as it was…. I however could not just do nothing and so I told myself to keep an eye on you. I'm done with my potion and am simply waiting for class to be over. Snape is unusually silent today and I figured he is worried about you as I see him glance in your direction every so often. What was that man's problem? Why didn't he do something to help? Had I been wrong? He must have had some clue right? Ugh, I was giving myself a headache. I put my things in my bag watching you walk out of the room.

Hermione put a hand on my shoulder and gave me a sad smile. I smiled back as we left the room "I still think we should go and inform Dumbledore" she sighed. I shake my head "Not yet 'Mione, please, I want to try and get him to do that himself. The girl sighed but shrugged "It's your call Harry" she stated reluctantly and I nodded "Thanks 'Mione" I smile and she rolled her eyes. The rest of the week was filled with homework and quidditch. At the weekend there was a match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. We all sat down to watch. Secretly I hoped you'd win. It would save you a whole lot of trouble and in all honesty, you were a very good seeker. The only reason I kept beating you was pure luck.

Luckily you won the match and your team dismounted happily slapping you on the back and you smiled… one of those rarely seen real, genuine smiles. I couldn't help feeling relieved. You disappear towards the Slytherin locker-room with your team and we all head back inside. Soon it is time for diner, but you are nowhere to be seen. I wondered where you were, since all other Slytherins were present. I immediately started to get worried, even though it could very well be that you just weren't hungry. I really don't know, I just had an uneasy feeling. I glance over at the Slytherin table where I see Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini talk amongst each-other, Vince and Creg looking worried while Zabini had kept his expression blank. I glance over at my friends who simply shrugged. Ron and I had decided to go and do some flying. Of course, with my luck, I fell of my broom and ended up in the infirmary, and even after my protests of being fine Madame Pomfrey sentences me to stay at least for one night. I roll my eyes but nod.

Later that night I was awoken by someone being rushed in and Madame Pomfrey running from her office "Oh dear, what happened?" she asked "I don't know, I found him like this a few minutes ago" a deep familiar voice rang through the silent night. I sat up squinting my eyes searching for my glasses. I could hear Madame Pomfrey scurrying around muttering things under her breath. I could hear her muttering spells before she finally gave an exasperating sigh when I hear her shake her head some more muttering came from the other room and I frown… Oh would you be pissed when you woke up. I hear a gasp but then again, I already knew what it was she had found. The medi-witch then shoed whomever had brought the boy in out of the infirmary. Then she tried doing a few spells but then realized she was going to have to resort to the muggle methods of healing. After she was finished You were wheeled next to me. We were the only two in the infirmary and I just figured Madame Pomfrey wanted to keep a close eye on the both of us.

I groan, my whole body aching. What was going on? Where was I? Then the familiar stench of the Hospital wing hit me and I grumble under my breath as I sit up running a hand through my hair. That's when I see it… you in the bed next to me… I gave a heavy sigh… this is just marvelous… now what was I going to say? I knew no-one else could really see my injuries, but I was sure that Madame Pomfrey had. I would have to come up with a plausible story… I grumble before I simply close my eyes and try to get back to sleep. The next morning movement beside me wakes me and I slowly open my eyes. You have just gotten up and gotten dressed.

You turn your attention towards me "Morning Draco…" he asked "How are you feeling?" I simply shrug and push myself upright "Fine" I insist before swinging my legs out from under the covers. Madame Pomfrey however stands in the doorway "Where do you think you're going Mr. Malfoy?" she asked and I simply roll my eyes "Classes Miss" I simply reply but really there was no way she was going to let me go "There will be no classes for you for a while Mr. Malfoy" she told me and I sighed "But……" I start, but am quickly cut of "No buts, you will stay here until I give the all clear" she informed and I am about to object but think better of it grumble getting back to bed. I really didn't feel well… probably another concussion. Merlin how I hated that man. I really wonder what I had ever done to him to deserve such treatment. You glance over "Just rest Draco" you say and I roll my eyes, did you really not understand that I couldn't? I couldn't relax… I couldn't rest. If I did, I was almost certain to get killed. You bite your lip, probably uncertain as to what to say "Just go Harry" I mutter "You don't want to be late for class do you? Hermione would kill you". You smile slightly and I return it before closing my eyes. I was just so bloody tired. When I wake I can vaguely hear two voices in the room "Severus, I'm telling you, this boy is seriously hurt" the familiar voice of the medi-witch rang through the room but the meaning of her words did not really register in my still hazed mind. I just kept my eyes closed as my godfather eyed me "The boy seems fine Poppy" he spoke and I open my eyes "Yes, I'm" I agree coldly and simply rise to my feet "see all better" I shrug "I just fell down the stairs". The medi-witch sighed in exasperation "fine, suit it yourself" she snapped obviously annoyed.

I get changed feeling slightly better now I had been able to catch up on some sleep. I would just go back to my dorm and get some more sleep before going back to classes. I walk from the room without another word feeling two sets of eyes boring into my back. I ignored it and headed back into the dungeons and to my dorm. I let myself fall on the bed and close my eyes quickly falling back asleep.

I make my way to breakfast where I'm greeted by my two friends, both a look of concern on their faces "Harry, mate, are you alright?" Ron asked and I smiled "Yes Ron, you know Madame Pomfrey would have not let me leave if she didn't believe I was" I counter and they smiled before I got serious again "Draco was there as well" I told them and they frowned "His father?" Hermione asked hesitantly and I sigh before nodding "Yeah" the girl sighed "How bad was it?" she asked and I shake my head "I don't know, but Pomfrey would not let him leave this morning" I reply and she nodded as Ron shook his head "He really should tell someone" he commented and I nodded "I know Ron" I agree, even though I knew you would never do so yourself. I just hoped you'd be alright. Then it becomes time to head to class and we make our way to our first class. I simply went through the pointless routine of writing down notes, checking homework, taking in the new information.

After classes we headed back to the infirmary, but we were informed that Draco had been discharged. I frown. I thought she had told him he was not to leave for a while. I sigh… You must have insisted on leaving. This meant you were probably back in the Slytherin rooms. I wonder if I should go down there and check on you, but I figure maybe you simply needed some time alone. I really had no idea what I should do…. I really wanted to help you, but I couldn't do that if you kept running away from people. I would really have to find a way to break through your barriers once and for all. I then turn to my friends "So what do you guys want to do now?" I ask… The two others shrugged "There is nothing we can do for now" Ron commented "He'll probably be back in school tomorrow, so we can try and talk to him then" the brunette added and I sigh by nodded "I suppose so" I agree before we head to the Gryffindor tower where Hermione made us do our homework.

I slowly wake up…. vaguely aware of soft fingers brushing hair away from my face and trailing over my forehead and cheeks after they resumed stroking my hair. 'hmm.' I had to admit that was rather nice. It almost lulled me back to sleep but eventually I opened my eyes meeting the dark eyes of my friend. She smiled as she noticed I had awoken "Morning Drake" she whispered and I groan not ready to fully wake yet, but I still returned her smile. "Hello to you too Pans" I groan slowly pushing myself into a sitting position. She put a hand on my chest "Don't Dray, just lay back" she spoke softly and I frown but am easily convinced "What happened to you?" she asked and I simply shrug "I must have fallen down some stairs" I reply and she frowned "Draco! Don't lie to me" she demanded and I simply raise an eyebrow "I'm not" I simply counter, really not in the mood for this. "You really think we have no clue?" she now continued "That we don't know?" she shook her head "I've known you my whole life, Draco, so don't even try that… Creg told me how he found you"

"Parkinson" I interrupt and I can just see the hurt flash over her features. Good… it meant it was working "Don't draw conclusions on things you know nothing about" I hiss. I knew how much this would hurt her, believe me I did, but I just…. I don't know… I couldn't deal with this now… I just needed someone to pay… for what I wasn't even sure, and well, she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Besides I needed to push her away… she was getting too close and I couldn't handle that… I just didn't know what else to do… it was bad enough that the golden trio had already found out. I saw her bite her lip as she clenched her jaw "Well Malfoy" she hissed emphasizing my last name "Excuse me for trying to help a friend" she snapped as she rose from my bed "I never asked for any help!" I snarl in her direction and she threw up her hands in exasperation "Suit it yourself" she snapped and stormed from the room. I turn around, my back to the door as I ball my hands into fists in frustration.

Goddamned… it wasn't as if I wanted to go around hurting my friends, but I just couldn't help myself. I just closed my eyes my hand rummaging through my nightstand and getting out a potion vial, quickly downing it before I let myself drift of again.

I and Vince were sat in the common-room talking about what happened last night. I still could not get over how I found you last night. Laying at the bottom of some stairs. I wondered how you had gotten there. Did your father simply leave you there? Or did he actually push you down the stairs? I really have no idea… and I don't think it really matters. I quickly rushed you to the infirmary and had been sent away. Then when we returned after classes Pomfrey told us he had left. We had checked in our dorm, but you were sleeping and we figured it best to just let you sleep. Pansy had just gone up to see you and Vince frowned 'That is going to give trouble…" he commented and I nod. You were not one for dramatics or any of that. When 10 minutes later the girl came down the stairs in a huff I shake my head "Pansy" I call out and the girl stopped.

"What Creg?" she snapped and I sighed "You know you can't take anything he says when he get's like this personally" I tell her. She turned around before flopping down on the couch "Yeah, yeah, I know" she eventually sighed calming down "I just wish he'd confide in me" she sighed. We nodded "And yet we all know he never will" Vince commented and we all nodded…It was the sad truth. "Perhaps we should have some sort of intervention?" Pansy suggested and I frown "And how were you planning on doing that?" I ask tilting my head. She rubbed her chin in thought "We'll have to get Blaise into this as well" she spoke, more to herself then to anyone else. Vince and I share a look. We had been thinking the same thing the other day. "We just need to sit him down making sure he has no escapes" she continued "Soon would be best, he's got a concussion right? That makes him less resistant" oh was she ever in the right house. Know someone else's weak points. I look around to see if our missing room-mate was around. "Zabini" I called out and the tall Italian frowned "What Crabbe?" he asked coming over. Before, however, I could say anything Pansy had beaten me to it. "We're going to get Draco to talk" she smiled and the Italian boy rolled his eyes "I don't know about that Pans..." he hesitated "It might do more harm that good" he pointed out but Pansy shook her head "It's been long enough" she deducted, and I couldn't help but agree with her. And so we stuck our heads together trying to figure out the best plan.