This chapter, I dedicate to Talia Beram. Hey, Talia! Thank you so much for the sweet comment, it really warmed my heart! In case you (or anyone else) is wondering, things are starting to get better for me! But recently (last week, literally, last week,) I met this girl called Amelka. We both love Harry Potter, Manga, Anime, Roleplays, cosplays, fanfiction, same music, and all that stuff. Yesterday I went to her house for the first time in the five days that we know each other. XD

Turns out she has depression that she was fighting for 5 years! When she took her jacket off, I saw that on her left arm, there were white stripes. No, not stripes, SCARS! I was like, 'What is this?" and she said that whenever she feels deeply depressed, she slits her arm. Her mom thought it was a joke when Amelka first told her. When she saw it for herself, Amelka said her mom was very shocked and frantic.

Amelia had no friends for nine years. She went to a school, and there was bullied. She showed me messages of some of her old classmates. there were a lot of messages like, "Go die", "Burn in hell", "Who even needs you?", "Fatty!", "Omg, lol, you are the stupidest fucking person I've ever met!" And right now, even at our school, she is all alone. But now she has me and it's my personal goal to help her.

What do I do? I need advice! Please! Please! Please! I am not experienced with people with depression! She is such a sweet and amazing girl. I try and support her in every way, but this is a new experience for me, and I just feel so lost right now. Can anyone please help me? Give me tips? I don't think I should ask help from my other classmates, as then the rumors would start spreading on and on until all the 1000+ students know about her problems. And hey, she trusts me with this info that I don't tell anyone in school. You guys r not in my school. PLEEEEAAASSEEE? HEEELPP! ;( ;( ;( ;( TAALLLIIIAAA BEEERRRAAAM! PLLEEEAAASSEE!

*SPOILER ALERT!*

Hey hey hey! Sorry, that uploading chapter two took so long. I hope I'm not too late with this one? Thank you to all of you that stay on this story to get a read of new chapters. This story may end soon, just as soon as Draco will end his life….

Just A Prank? 3

Hermione sat down on the cold stone floor beside Draco, watching the poor thing. She didn't know what to do. But she knew she must help. Somehow, she must help him.

"Draco… What… Exactly did Harry say?…"

Draco sat up on his knees as he heard his first name being used in a sentence coming from the mud blood's shook his head simply, looking down at the ground, crying. He just wanted to die.

"Please. I know what he wanted to say. But what exactly did he say?"

Draco shook his head. Too painful. Too blurry. Too fair.

"Draco…" She breathed, pulling the blond into a hug. Draco tried to resist, but couldn't. Her grip was so strong, yet he was so weak.

"He… he said the truth…" he cried, simply. What else was there for him to do? No point in quoting the bastard. Was there? No, not really. Was there a point in saying anything at all? Maybe.

"Why did he have to do this to me?…"

"Well, considering what you have done to him, it must all be evened out. But from my point of view, it's not how many times you do it. It's what you do. And what he did, was worse than you stupid little things all together."

"Hmm?"

"You have already learned your lesson. You have already lost everything. Friends, Family, Dignity, Status, Privileges, and Ownership. You lost everything. Yet Harry still has most of that. The last thing you had was your love for him. He took that too.-"

"No." Draco cut her off. "He didn't take it from me. He simply broke it…"

"Don't tell me you can still love him after what he has done to you?"

Draco shrugged. He didn't know anymore. he really didn't know. "I almost got him killed. No, I got him killed. But he survived death. And now he will get me killed. He already partly did. But I, on the other hand, Will die if I'm dead. Will die if I'm killed. I'm killed. Now I'll die."

"Draco, you're talking like a madman! Don't say that! It's not worth it. He is not worth it. He is not worth dying for. Trust me."

"I can't trust anyone. Wouldn't you go mad if you had nothing? It's like being trapped in a dark box. Alone, with no one to talk to. You'd go mad. I went mad. Did I? Tell me, did I?"

"Ughmm… From my point of view, you did. But please, no. I'll help you. Everyone gets a chance to change! Everyone has a say in this life!"

"I've already had my say. I've already used up my opportunities and wasted my chance. I wasted it all on the wrong things, Granger."

"Still, Harry is a jerk not worth dying for."

"Who said I want to die for HIM?"

"What?…"

"I want to die for myself, Granger. How do you not understand? I have nothing to lose. I have no one to lose. I'm alone. I could spend time trying to fix everything, but what's the point? What's the point in doing so, when a much better and simpler answer is right on the end of a blade? When it's at the bottom of the deepest body of water? On top of every tower, this school owns?"

"Well, I… Draco, please re-consider…-"

"No. I don't want to. The solving, the answer, the damn cure is right under my nose! Literally, under my nose! In my wand even! The answer and help I need are being offered to me by life. Wouldn't it be stupid to just ignore this?"

"No. No, it wouldn't. You, mister, are crazy. Do not do anything you will regret because of Harry."

"It's not just Harry, Granger. It's the past as well."

"Still, you're not going to do this, and I will make sure of it!" She grabbed Draco roughly by the wrist making him hiss. She dragged him outside to give him fresh air to calm down and moved on to find Ron and Harry. She was going to bring them to the yard to make them apologize. But apparently, she missed out a major detail.

Where were Harry and Ron now? Well, apparently not too far. As Hermione turned to corner, Harry strode out from behind a stone.

"Potter? You… what are you doing here?" Draco managed in his most impressive stiff father's voice he could master, swallowing back the tears.

"What every student has a right to do at this time. It's a free period. I do what I want Why do you care?" Harry strode up to Draco in a fancy and victorious way, standing level-eyed before him, a smirk on his face.

"No reason."

"Oh, and by the way…. What just happened in the hallways was…"

"Nice job, good game." Draco cracked.

Harry looked confused. "You weren't hurt?"

"Course I was. That's why I'm saying, good job. You're now a heartbreaker."

'Phew! what a relief!' thought Harry. 'He is laughing with me, just as I hoped he would. He isn't hurt that bad though doesn't seem like it. But something still looks…off…. what is it?'

Yet again, tears found their way out into the open and stained the surprised Slytherin's face with wet, shiny and moist stripes of tears.

"You are hurt, aren't you?"

Draco looked down at his shoes embarrassingly, shifting his weight from his right foot to the left. Why was Potter even asking him this? Like, he just put up a whole show and drama in the corridor. Isn't it obvious he's hurt?

"Isn't it darn obvious?" Draco shouted his thoughts from seconds before.

"But, why?"

Draco gave out a choked laugh and his eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "HAH! What do you think? You think it's a joke? Playing with someone's feelings? Playing with MY feelings? Breaking MY heart, while YOURS happily throbs in victory? Did you ever wonder, how would it feel to be in MY shoes right now?"

"Well, did YOU ever wonder how it felt to be in MY shoes when everything and everyone I loved, just left? When everyone expects something from me? When everyone thinks that because I am the golden boy, I must always save everyone, even adults from things they can deal with themselves? When YOU always cut me up, and throw me down whenever I am upset?"

"This is not about you now, it's about me."

"It's about the both of us I-"

"I LOVED YOU, YOU MORON! HOW COULD I? HOW. COULD. I?"

"Your fault… wait… So you're heartbroken? You're actually heartbroken?"Harry asked in disgust. Apparently, Draco really wasn't laughing with him anymore. He never did, why should he now?

Draco nodded slowly.

"You are so disgusting!" Harry turned on his heels and left back inside the school, leaving Draco behind.

That's it. He wouldn't take any of this bullshit no more. He needed a sharp end, a high point, or a deep space to go. He started looking around for possibilities. The astronomy tower was closed for repair after the war and explosions of magic. He couldn't get there because of a magic barrier.

His wand wasn't an option either, as all the wands were protected from any cause of self-harm. Neither could he drown himself in the lake, as the lake monster would just simply push him out of the water in order to keep the student safe.

That's when he noticed his tie. His Slytherin tie. It was hanging loosely around his neck, barely touching his silky skin. He recalled numerous moments when he was in such a hurry to tie the damn thing, he almost choked himself. An eager smile spread on his face, as an idea popped into his head.