I thought it would be interesting to have another point of view.

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Harry POV

I am unbelievable. I think while I pace the length of the astronomy tower. Draco needed me to be sensitive and what do I do, rile him up until he breaks. Granted we do have years of experience of throwing verbal digs at each other. When I heard the defeat in his voice when he told me to stay out of his life, it broke my heart. It hurt, but my words probably did a lot more damage. I wish I never had that link with Voldemort. Except if it wasn't for that link we wouldn't of had the advantage against him in the war. I shouldn't of pissed of Snape when he was trying to teach me how to control it. Although he seemed more nasty than necessary, I know now it wasn't him simply being mean. He risked his life for the school and for Malfoy.

Shit. I better go apologize to him. With that thought in mind I throw on my invisibility cloak and head to Slytherin house.

Once again I am forced to stop at the portrait hole. I silently wait for about five minutes when a Slytherin first year recites the password to gain access. I quickly sneak in behind him. As soon as I'm through I stop to take in the sight that is the Slytherin common room.

It is very different to Gryffindor. I never really thought about how it looks in here, but however I imagined it to be Hogwarts did it better. The room was filled with emerald green walls, stylish black tile floors and an elegant silver sofa and chairs placed in front of the fireplace like in Gryffindor. Unlike Gryffindor the fireplace mantel was black with silver lining and the fire flames were green. It is weird, but depressingly comforting, it works. And it is probably why most Slytherins have a numb edge.

I spend so much time taking in the Slytherin common room that I almost forget why I'm here. Draco. I think to myself. I make my way up what I hope is the stairs to the boys dormitories. I walk down the hall trying to figure out which room is Draco's until I remember a conversation between Crabbe and Goyle.

"Have you seen Malfoy about lately? It's boring having no one to take the piss out of." Crabbe asked Goyle.

"No. All he does his hide in that room of his at the end of the hall." Goyle replied. "He's such a loser. No wonder the death eaters lost the war."

"I know. It's sad really. I kind of feel sorry for him." Crabbe said sounding genuine. Then the two exchanged a look and burst out laughing.

Why was Draco ever friends with those tossers, I'll never know. Even with the hall empty I keep my cloak on just to be safe. I continue walking until I finally reach what appears to be my new boyfriends door. As soon as I'm inside, I drop my cloak making myself visible. "Draco?" I quietly call. He doesn't answer but I do hear a malicious voice... a familiar one.

You have always been a disappointment Draco. I should have listened to Bellatrix and drowned you at birth. I hear the voice say. I do recognise that voice. It's Lucius Malfoy. He really is a bloody evil bastard.

I hear whimpering from the bathroom, followed by a weak "I'm done."

"No." I whisper. With my heart in my mouth I force myself into the emerald bathroom. There lying on the floor is an unconscious Draco Malfoy, bleeding. I drop to my knees and pull him into my arms.

Pansy POV

Something doesn't feel right. I don't know what, but I am going to find out what.

Feeling very worried about my blonde best friend, I leave my room and head for his. When I get there and open the door I hear a crying Harry Potter, trying to call for help, but failing through his cries. I rush to the Gryffindor boy to find him on the floor with a bleeding Draco.

"Potter what are you doing here? What happened?" I ask sternly, begging my voice not to break.

He looked up at me and mumbled. "I... I... I..."

I move around them and grab a wad of toilet paper. "Doesn't matter." I hand him the toilet paper. "Hold that to his wrist to try and slow the bleeding. I'm gonna get help." I demand running out of Slytherin house.

I stop outside Snape's office door and begin knocking frantically. The door abruptly opens. "Parkinson?" He asks, confused as to why I'm here. "What ever is wrong?" He looks worried now.

"It's Draco." I reply, finally letting the tears fall. "Potter found him in the bathroom. He's lost a lot of blood sir."

Alarmed by my distress he grabs something from his potion shelf, then he leads the way back to Slytherin.

He storms through the common room straight to Draco's bathroom with me following. When he finds Draco and Potter he drops down and carefully opens Draco's mouth to give him the potion he brought.

"What is that?" Potter and I ask in unison.

"It's a blood replenishing potion. It should hold Mr Malfoy over long enough to get him to the hospital wing. You should have fetched me sooner." Snape says, picking up Draco. Potter an I follow him out the door.

"What the hell happened?" I ask.

"I don't know. We had a fight and he ran off. I decided followed him so I could apologize and that's when I found him. You don't think it was my fault?" He asks, while trying to keep up.

"Get over you self Potter. There is way more going on here." I answer as we reach the hospital wing.

"I know." The Gryffindor mutters. I want to respond but Pomfrey interrupts after seeing Snape set a very bloody blonde on one of the beds.

"Professor Snape what happened to the boy?" She asks.

Snape turns to face the round woman. "He has a severely mutilated wrist and he has lost a great deal of blood. Potter was holding a tissue to the wound to slow the bleeding while Parkinson retrieved me. I gave him a blood replenishing potion, but I don't think it was nearly enough to replace the mass lost."

"I think he was trying to kill himself." Potter adds, choking on his words.

Pomfrey gives us all a sad look. "Okay. You've all done well. I'm afraid the only thing I can is bandage the wound and put him on a blood IV, that way when young Malfoy wakes up I can keep an eye on him for a few days. I need you all to leave so I can tend to my patient. You can visit later." She says waiting for us to leave.

Potter surprises me and obviously Professor Snape when he walk over to Draco and places a kiss on his forehead before leaving, tears still pouring down his face.

An impatient Pomfrey begins shooing me and Snape out of the hospital wing. "You got him here just in time. He'll be fine." She says, before going back in to tend to Draco.

"My office Miss Parkinson." Snape orders and I follow. When we get to his office he closes the door and sits opposite me. He tries to look stern, but I can tell that he is fighting to cry.

"I know why you called me here and I don't know why he did it, or what happened." I admit. Disappointed and frustrated at the same time Snape holds his head in his hands. "Why was Mr Potter there and why did he kiss my Godsons forehead?" He asks.

"Potter said that they had, had a fight and that Draco ran off. He wanted to apologize so he followed him and that is when he found him. The only reason I found out is because I got a bad feeling and went to check on him. As for why Potter kissed him, that isn't my place to say sir. Besides I thought you already knew."

"It would be impossible for me to know anything that has been going on with Draco as he has been avoiding my classes." He replies as though I haven't noticed. How dare he?

I stand up. "It's not just your classes he has been avoiding. He's been really depressed since school started and is it any wonder? He is suddenly an orphan, he's the school joke and with you beating him... he was bound to break!" I scream, frustrated at his ignorance.

"Excuse me Miss Parkinson? Be very careful with what you say next." He threatens.

"I saw the bruise. I know you beat him. Draco was right you are just like Lucius."

He glares at me. "How dare you! I-" I leave before he can finish.

I go back to the hospital wing to check on my best friend. When I arrive Draco is tucked in to the white bed with an IV attached to his arm under the covers. I sit in the chair beside him. I watch as he sleeps, he looks so peaceful. The most peaceful I've seen him this year. I wish it didn't have to take something like this to bring him such peace. I want to hug him, but I'm afraid I'll wake him up or hurt him. I knew he was depressed. If only I had pushed him more to open up. I laugh at that thought, because I know he would have just pushed me further away. I smile at him and how cosy he looks all wrapped up. "I'm glad Pomfrey is taking good care of you." I say. I push up his fringe and kiss him on the forehead.

"Me too." A quiet voice says.

I swing round to see Potter pulling a chair up beside me. I smile at him. "I'm glad you're hear. I know how much Draco cares about you."

"I care a lot about him too." He answers, returning my smile.

"I know." I say, smiling again at the boy who makes my favourite person in the world smile.

I told you Draco would be okay.

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