Draco wakes up. Yay! However there is a lot of emotion in this chapter, but it is to be expected.

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Draco POV

Death is more peaceful than I thought it would be. It's like a dreamless sleep. As though I never existed. I don't understand why so many fear this. If I had known death was like this I would have killed myself years ago. Hold on... is that snoring?

My eyes flutter open, my head feels like it has been put through a blender and I'm so weak I can't move, even if I wanted to. I see a red looking wire attached to my arm. My gaze follows it to learn that I'm hooked up to an IV and the bag is filled with what must be blood, given how red it is. I look around the room to see where I am. Unfortunately I'm in the hospital wing. Brilliant. I hear another snore and turn to the source. There sitting in a seat beside Pansy who is also asleep, is Harry Potter. How the hell did he know I was here?

Pansy stirs and opens her eyes. "Draco." She smiles. "You're awake. I'll get Madam Pomfrey." As she stands up to get the nurse witch, I grab her arm weakly. "No, don't." I say so quietly, I wonder if she heard me.

"Twenty minutes then I'm getting her." Pansy says sternly.

"Fine." I huff. Just as I say it Harry wakes up. He stretches his arms while letting out a yawn. Even in his tired state he looks adorable. Stupid Potter making me like even though I'm still mad at him. He throws me that big smile of his and reaches for my hand, but I pull away. I can see the hurt in his face as he looks to Pansy for help to understand.

Instead she places a friendly hand on his shoulder. "Just let me talk to him alone for a bit." She says. "Besides I could really use some coffee and bring back some orange juice for Draco."

The Gryffindor just nods and leaves the hospital wing.

The second he's gone Pansy turns to me with a serious look on her face. "Why was he here?" I ask her.

"Draco... Potter is the one who found you. He was here because he cares about you. So do I." She replies.

"Really?" I ask, in disbelief.

"Yeah. Any way what I want to know is why... why would you try to kill yourself? Is it because you're gay? Is it because of Snape, or the bullying?"

"It's all of it. I found out that my father is very possibly possessing Snape, Potter asked me out but then I found he saw all the abuse I got from my father at the dark lord's meetings through the link they shared. So I got pissed off at him and then..." I pause finding it painful to remember Lucius' words.

"What else happened Dray?" She gently asks, holding my hand in hers.

"And then Lucius showed up. Well sort of, it was his voice. I don't know why he didn't just come to me in Snape, maybe he could have done the job for me." When I finish Pansy slaps my hand and pretty hard too. "What was that for?"

"Don't you ever say anything like that again Draco Malfoy. Suicide was and never is the answer. Your life is so precious, so stop talking like your worthless. It is simply not true." Her demeanour calms again.

"Then why isn't Blaise here too? If I'm so great why is did he all of a sudden stop talking to me. The only thing I get from my so called friend is glares and looks of disgust."

"Blaise is a dick, but you have me." Pansy replies, with a painful smile.

I know I hurt her, by completely ignoring the fact that she has always been there for me. "I'm sorry Pansy, I'm such a prat. I do love you."

"I know and you are, but you're forgiven. Now what did Lucius say to you last night?"

I look at my sheets, unable to look her in the eye as I answer. "He told me I was a disappointing, broken goods faggot, that I was to blame for Harry and Snape almost dying... and that he should have drowned me a birth."

"That evil bastard!" She screams.

Pomfrey approaches us. "Miss Parkinson, watch you language. Mr Malfoy I am glad to see you are awake. If you like I can bring you some breakfast."

"No I'm not-"

"He will have pumpkin pops. That's his favourite. Potter is getting him orange juice." Pansy interrupts. I shoot her a glare as Madam Pomfrey warns her to keep the volume down and then leaves to get me breakfast.

"Don't give me that glare Dray. You have barely eaten since school started and I'll be damned if I'm going to let this continue. We almost lost you last night. Potter was crying all night and even Snape seemed genuinely concerned for your well being."

"It's nothing. I'm fine." I urge, hoping she'll drop it.

"Draco... you tried to kill yours-"

"No I didn't." I interrupt. "I just went too deep... it was an accident."

She gives me a look saying she doesn't believe me. "There was too much blood to have went too deep with one cut, Dray. So don't lie to me."

Before she can continue Potter returns with Granger on his arm.

Hermione POV

Where is he? I think waiting for Harry at breakfast. "Are you sure he didn't come back last night?" I ask my read head boyfriend.

"He didn't-" Just then Harry enters the Great Hall. "Where the bloody hell have you been?" Ron asks him.

"Sorry. It's been a long night." He replies.

"Okay we'll talk more later, mate. I've got to get to Qudditch practice. I'm glad you're okay, you had us worried." Ron then gives me a peck on cheek and leaves the hall.

Harry sits opposite me, putting his head in his hands. He looks like he barely slept and his eyes are puffy. "Harry, have you been crying? What's going on?" I ask.

"I asked Draco out and he said yes." He mumbled, starring at the tables wood patterns.

I pull his hands away from his head, forcing him to look at me. "What's so bad about that?" I'm confused normally when someone agrees to go out with you it's a good thing.

Harry sniffles before answering. "We had a fight that was my fault. And when I went to go apologize I found him in pool of his own blood." When he finished he broke into tears. I hate to see him like this. It makes me feel like crying.

"I'm so sorry, but it's not your fault. There is a lot more going on with Draco between the bullying he gets and Lucius possessing Snape... something was bound to happen sooner or later. Have you seen him in the hospital wing yet?"

"Yeah, that's why I'm so tired, I've been by his beside all night. I only left to get Draco some orange juice and Pansy a coffee. She has been with him all night too." Harry replies, standing and taking hold of a juice and coffee.

"C'mon." I say linking my arm with his and taking one of the cups to carry. "I want to see him too, to make sure he's okay."

"Thanks Mione." He smiles.

Harry POV

As we walk towards Draco's bed, Pansy approaches us to talk. "Hey, have you talked to him? Did he say why he... you know?" I ask, unable to say the words for fear of crying again.

"Here's you coffee." Hermione says, handing Pansy the cup in her hand.

"Thanks." Pansy replies. She turns to me. "Yeah. It turns out in the time between him getting to his room and you following him to talk about the fight Lucius came to him. He told him all this horrible stuff that was a bunch of bull."

Something clicks in my head as I remember the malicious words of a so called father. "I heard Lucius' voice before I found him. If he wanted to do damage why didn't he just go to him in Snape?"

"Draco asked the exact same thing. I don't know why, but when I confronted Snape about beating him... he got angry at me for accusing him of such a thing. He is unbelievable!"

"Pansy are you aware of Malfoy... I mean Draco's theory about Snape being possessed." Hermione asks.

"Yeah and it makes sense." She replies leading us over to Draco's bed. I take the seat next to Draco, Hermione takes my chair from earlier and Pansy sit on the edge of the bed.

"Why are you here Granger?" The blonde asks curiously.

"I came because Harry told me what happened and I wanted to make sure you were okay." She pauses sending him a weak smile. She waits for him to return the smile and then continues, "I also have some more information on the whole possession thing. When a ghost or a demon, whatever you want to call it, possesses someone, they use up a lot of spiritual energy meaning they can only do it for so long at a time."

"That would explain his crazy personality changes. One minute I'm beginning to think he actually cares about me and the next he hates me." Draco says, beginning to understand.

"Exactly and when the person in question is possessed the time they are appears to them as nothing more than a brief blackout. So they have no memory of what happened during that time."

"Oh shit." Pansy gasps. "Snape genuinely was worried about you, Dray... and he really didn't know you too like each other. I think I'm in a lot of trouble now."

The Slytherin boy's eyes widen. "Pause and rewind. Why would Snape think there was something between me and Potter? The time he saw us on the Astronomy Tower he was my father. If what Granger says is true Severus Snape would have no memory of it."

"I may have kissed you're forehead in front of him while you were unconscious." I stutter. The last thing I want to do is upset him any further.

"Thank you Potter... for saving me the trouble of telling him myself." He replies sarcastically.

"He doesn't actually know. I wouldn't tell him when he asked. Instead I just blew up at him, because I thought he knew and was being a dick about it."

Malfoy sighs and then surprises us by throwing his arms around Pansy. "You are both forgiven. I understand why." He says, cracking a smile.

Poor Ron is being left out of the loop. I think a Ron POV is in order.

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