"THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE WHEN YOU HURT YOURSELF! IT HURTS ME TOO. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU CAN'T KEEP HURTING YOURSELF LIKE THIS. YOUR HURTING ME TOO. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU I CAN'T," I yelled at him "I just can't" I whispered.

"I'm sorry Draco," he said to me, then he went unconscious. The world started going blurry. I heard the door open and someone scream and rush over to me. Then the world went black.

Draco's POV the Hospital Wing

Everything was dark. I was tired and my eyes were heavy. "Draco...Draco" I heard someone say. Their words echoed. They kept calling me, so I decided to open my eyes. I slowly lifted my eyelids, and squinted as the light entered my eyes. Everything was bright and blurry at first, but after a little time my vision focused. I saw Madame Pomfrey next to my bed, she was focused on something. Around my bed was Hermione, Blaise, Ron, Fred and George, Seamus, Dean, Professor Snape, Dumbledore. I looked to my left, and there sat Luna while Madame Pomfrey was soothing her. I looked to my right, and I saw Harry. He was pale and asleep. Suddenly, all the memories of the previous night hit me. I became very alert, and sat up quickly.

"Woah there. Slow down, you don't want to rip your stitches now do ya," Madame Pomfrey said maternaly.

"Stitches? What stitches, why didn't you just use a healing spell," I asked worriedly.

"Draco, you can't use healing spells on self inflicted wounds. No one really knows why. Some say it's because there is too much darkness within the wound. Others say that it won't heal because the person doesn't want those wounds to heal," Stated Hermione. I looked at her and nodded. Everyone was looking at me with pity and sorrow.

"Draco how long have you been doing this?" Luna asked quietly. She was obviously torn apart by what she saw.

"Oh no no no. You guys have it all wrong. I haven't ever done this before. It was because Harry he took a bunch of pills, and he was going to slit his wrists. He was trying to kill himself. I couldn't live without him so I grabbed his blade and showed him how him hurting himself hurts me." I said calmly.

"So your saying this isn't some Romeo and Juliet love story?" Ron asked.

"Yes that's exactly what i'm saying." I said now relaxed. That was until a moment later when I remembered Harry. "How's Harry? Is he alive? Will he be ok? Is he going to make it?" I said in a rush while panic rose up inside me.

"Calm down Draco. He is still alive, we were able to flush most of what he took out of him. He has been comatose for the past six days, so have you. We think he will wake up soon." stated Dumbledore. Though Dumbledore looked stressed and on edge. "Draco do you know how the welts on his back got there. They look like he was whipped with a belt!"

"What welts?" I asked nervously. They turned Harry on his side and lifted up his shirt. The red wounds looked painful and swollen. "No, I didn't even know he had them." I said a little scared.

"His family used to whip him, but these are too fresh to be from them do you know who might have done this?," Albus asked with worry all over his face.

"Could you guys leave us alone?" I requested. Everyone but Dumbledore left me. "My father might have done it if someone told him about Harry and I. And i'm positive someone told my father, but he hasn't been here yet. Snape is my Godfather, he might of done it." I said sadly.

"I'll uh...interrogate Professor Snape." Albus said then left. I laid back down and looked at Harry. 'Was that why he tried to kill himself? Oh Merlin what if I had been a second later, he would have been dead. I almost lost him. I should have gotten there sooner, then all this wouldn't be happening. I should have stopped him. If I had only been there earlier he wouldn't be in a comatose state.' I thought. I started to sob. I covered my face with my hands and tried to muffle the cries. Hermione walked back in.

"Draco why are you crying he is still alive?" She asked gently. I was only covering my eyes now.

"I should have been there sooner. I should have stopped him. I could have stopped. We wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for me!" I cried to her. I put my hands on my lap and she grabbed them and held my hands.

"Draco it's not your fault. You can't change the past. I know it hurts I know you want to blame yourself but you can't rewind time. Draco were wizards not superhumans. There isn't a spell that can stop people from being suicidal. You can't let this take over you. It's not your fault you did the best that you could but sometimes that isn't enough. But at least you tried. You did all that you could and that's what matters!" She said gently. She pulled me into a hug, when she pulled away she looked at me and dried my tears. I was shaking and couldn't support my own body weight "It's going to be ok Draco."

I laid back down and closed my eyes. I feel emotionally and physically drained. I let the darkness consume me as I fell asleep.

Harry's POV The Hospital Wing right after Draco fell asleep

I lifted my eye lids and let some light into my eyes. 'am I dead yet?' I opened my eyes the rest of the way and realized I was in the hospital wing. I looked to my left only to see Draco asleep with stitches on his left arm, which looked shredded. 'God Damn it, i'm still alive. Why the hell am I still alive. I took a shit load of aspirin why am I still alive. I should be dead. I should be fucking dead. Why can't this one damn thing go my way. All I want is to be dead that's it. I wish I was dead.' I thought violently. I looked to my right and there was a bunch of medicines there. 'maybe if I take enough of one of those It will kill me' I thought. I quickly grabbed the bottle of Bloodroot Potion. I started to unscrew the bottle to the cap when Madame Pomfrey launched herself at me and injected something into my arm. Then the whole world went black.

To Be Continued…

This chapter is Based off of some of my experiences when it come to Draco. My friend actually said what Hermione said to Harry to me once. Please

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