Chapter 3: Ron's point of view.

I'm so angry!

I growled as I stormed out of Gryffindor tower, the tear stained parchment crumpled in my

I knew I wasn't the first to read my note, Quidditch practice dragged on for an extra 10 minutes, meaning that I was soggy and cold. We'd all wondered where our Captain and Seeker was; he's the most important player, after all.

I saw the Astronomy tower in my head as I thought of how Harry would end his life. He'd jump, he loves the feeling of freefall, he'd told me before.

Memories of Harry passed before my eyes as I climbed the almost never ending stairs to the Astronomy Tower. The first day we met, and we became instant friends. When he proved to be the best friend I'd ever acquire as he shot down Draco Malfoy's friendship. First Potions lesson, where he sassed Snape. First Transfiguration Lesson, where we'd got lost and ended up in the Divination section.

Tears blurred my eyes as a shoved the door open, almost breaking it's hinges. I was begging God that he'll still be alive.

He was, on the edge of the window, frozen in place, with my sister and the girl I loved sobbing around him.

I snapped.

"Harry! What the fuck do you think you're playing at? Don't even joke about this!" I shouted as I ran towards Harry to pull him away from sudden death.

A flash of light and then a pain in my chest and then my back hitting a hard wall. I was struggling to stand, but he must have cast a spell to jelly legs jinx whoever came near him.

"You promised!" I hadn't noticed the door open. I turned to see the last person I wanted to see almost glaring at Harry.

"Look Harry, if you jump, I'm coming after you." He continued. "Because I seriously can't live without you. In fact, if you're suicidal, I can't live with you. I'm going to jump, right now, with you." I gasped inaudibly. He was going to what!

I stared, shocked, at Malfoy's rigid stance. It didn't add up... It made me confused. I know I was never the sharpest tack in the shed... or something... but I wasn't always dim, it was just moments like these that my head couldn't understand.

Malfoy walked over to the empty window ledge. Was he going to jump!

"You have a chance to stop me, Harry. Just say the words and I'll stay alive." Harry didn't stir. Malfoy turned to face the inside, and backed towards the edge of the window.

"Don't make me do this; you know how much I hate heights!" Malfoy shouted. I heard a muffled sob; Ginny must be very overwhelmed.

"Bye Harry, see you whenever."

I squeaked loudly as Malfoy moved to jump off the tower and into the open air.

"No!" Harry had thrown himself at Malfoy, and, incredibly, was hugging him. I gazed at them as Harry sobbed onto Malfoy's shoulders.

What the frick was occurring?

"Don't... please!" He sobbed. I stared at Harry. What was he doing!

"I wasn't going to jump you idiot! Why would I jump when I'm scared of heights?" Malfoy laughed and pushed Harry back into the tower.

Ginny ran out and I gazed after her.

WHAT was going on!

Ron,

You were my best friend.

No, you were my first friend. You meant more to me than my Nimbus and My firebolt. You meant as much to me as my parents.

You need to be proud of yourself; you made the Quidditch team because you're good, not because you're my friend.

I hope you can read this, because you never really knew how much you meant to me. You never knew why I never strayed far from you, and why I didn't tell you my biggest secret.

You'll find out soon enough, one way or another. He'll be angry at breakfast tomorrow.

Anyway, I love you, man. You're the best beast friend I could ever ask for, you were my brother.

Goodbye Ron.

Harry

So, I MAY write a sequel, but there are 2 more P.O.V.'s to get through yet, so bear with me.