I blinked trying to clear my blurry vision. I looked around, I was in the hospital wing. I caught a glimpse of Harry sitting next to me. He was fast asleep,and he looked like an angel. Wait, hold up. What in the bloody hell am I saying? You hate Harry. Hate him, hate him. Is what I told myself, but I knew it was nothing but a bunch of rubbish deep down inside.

"Harry." I whispered.

He groaned and shifted in his seat before waking up. He rubbed his eyes under his glasses.

"Hey there Lex." He said groggily.

I smiled. But I had one question on my mind. Why was he here? I looked down at the snow white blanket covering my body.

"Do you know what happened to you?" He asked me, as he stretched.

I shook my head.

"You almost drowned." Harry told me conversationally between his yawns.

Almost drowned. Oh, great. That's just great! I looked from the blanket to Harry's emerald green eyes. My lips pursed together, and I let out a big sigh.

"Interesting. Who saved me?"

"I did."

My eyes widened to practically the size of dinner plates. HARRY SAVED ME? But why? He hates me. I cursed him, twice. might I add. How come he saved me? I bet someone told him too. I bet. And out came yet another sigh, I guess sighing is my latest thing. Harry looked at me.

"Lex—"He started off but I cut him off before he could finish.

"Could you leave I need to be alone." I told him, fiddling with my thumbs. Harry shook his head and crossed his arms. Can't he ever leave me in peace? I fell back onto the soft bed and covered my face with my hands. I want to go home. I thought as I took deep slow breaths, ignoring the feeling of Harry watching me.

"?" I heard Madame Pomfrey's voice say. I removed my hands from my face and looked at her. "I found something interesting." I blinked.

"What did you find?" asked a curious Harry.

"I found a bunch of cuts and scars on her body." My eyes widened, she found those.

"Interesting." I said trying to sound convincing.

"Do you know where they came from?" She asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at me.

I shook my head lightly, causing a few of my hairs to move. Madam Pompfrey eyed me carefully. "Alright then, take this pill then you may go, with ."She told me, handing me a glass of water and a large pill. I did what she told me to do then left the hospital wing, Harry walking close behind me.

"Where did you get those scars from?" He asked, grabbing my left wrist and turning me around to face him.

"No where." I hissed. "Now let go of me you prat." I jerked my hand free from his grasp.

"Tell me." He demanded.

"Shove it." I told him shooting him a death glare and storming off down the hall. I don't really care if he did save me, I still hate him.

In the common room, Fred and George were sitting on the couch. As soon as I had stepped through the portrait hall they ran up to me. The two redheads practically cornered me into a chair.

"What the fuck do you guys want?" I snapped.

"Boy, someone is touchy." SaidGeorge poking my shoulder.

"Ou, you didn't use your usual 'bloody' you said 'fuck'." Pointed out Fred.

I shrugged, not caring about my use of words. "What do you want?" I asked, about to get up from the chair but the twins pushed me back down.

"You scared us, Lexi." Scolded Fred. Looks, like someone just got serious. For once. "Were you trying to k-k—?" He stuttered, cut off by George, whose face was just as solemn.

"Kill yourself."

My eyes widened. "NO!"

The twins eyed me just like how Madam Pompfrey did in the hospital wing. Fred opened his mouth to say something but no words came out of it and he shut it.

"Someone seems awfully touchy about this subject" George noted, eyeing my sternly.

"George, you guys are accusing me of trying to commit suicide." I said, not making any sort of eye-contact with anyone of them.

Fred kneeled next to me so he was eye level with me. "You can trust us, you should know that by now Lex."

"Did you try to commit suicide?" George ordered.

I didn't answer, I looked at him and just said nothing.

"Oh, Lex. I can see it in your eyes. You're lying." And with that, Fred encased me in a hug and whispered, "We're gonna get you help, Lexi. We're gonna make you better."

Gee,great.