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When I woke up I was in terrible pain. My whole body hurts. I mentally slapped myself when I realized what I had done. Why was I so stupid?

Why did I think killing myself would make any difference at all? My father would just bring me back. I'm to much of a coward anyway. I couldn't even do it.

But more importantly I started crying in front of the entire school. Wow, I'm such a freak. Wait do I hear people talking.

I do it was Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall said, "I just don't understand why he would do such a thing." She sounded like she was crying or very close to it.

Professor Snape sneered, "It's really not that hard to picture why he did it. I don't think Draco really wants to be a death eater and this was the only escape he knew to not become one."

Curse Professor Snape for always being right. Why did I save myself anyway? What's the point in living? Professor Dumbledore said, "I think Severus is right. The one thing we should be happy about is that he chose to live."

Professor McGonagall said, "Yeah, but did you see his body? He is covered in scars from head to toe. How come we didn't know it was this bad?" Wait! What! Did she just say that? Why are they looking at my body?

As far as I know I cut my wrists not anywhere else. How dare they! I twitched my finger and almost gasped in pain. I should not of done that! I should not of done that!

Professor Dumbledore said, "I think we all knew deep down that he was being abused at home McGonagall. His father is a known death eater. I'm sure he won't be to loving to the poor boy."

If I wasn't so tired and in pain I would have laughed out loud. My father loving...haa what a joke. The pain was becoming to much so I slowly opened my eyes.

As soon as my eyes opened Madame Pomfrey rushed over and started checking my temperature and what not. I mean come on I don't have a fever I tried to commit suicide not catch a cold.

She finally stopped poking and prodding and left. Professor Snape just looked at me and instead of the speech I thought I was going to get he only said, "How do you feel Draco?" What a dumb fucking question.

All I said was, "Peachy." I looked down as I sat up and said, "But I would really like my clothes back." I can't believe I'm naked in front of my teachers with only a sheet to cover me up. They should be ashamed of themselves.

Someone brought me my clothes and I was doing a fine job putting them on when I realized They did not give me back my wand. I looked at them and said, "My wand please."

Professor Dumbledore said, "I'm sorry my boy but we can't give you back your wand until we know your better."

I stood up with only my boxers on and started screaming, "What! You have no right to do this to me. I did not use my wand to hurt myself or anyone else! This is a magic school! What am I supposed to tell everyone? What if I need to defend myself?! You are taking the only defense I have!"

Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "My dear boy we are only trying to help you. This is only temporary. We will keep your wand until we think you are stable enough to handle it then we will be more then willing to give it back to you."

I glared at all of them. I slowly felt like I was suffocating. I slowly sat down and began getting dressed again. Professor Dumbledore said, "What on earth my child made you decide to hurt your self like this?"

I wanted to laugh right then and there right in his fat ugly face. Like he didn't know that my father was a bastard who loved to beat me up for fun. Like he didn't know. What a two-faced monster.

I shrugged there was nothing I can say that they would believe. What was I supposed to tell them? That my father was a death eater who never loved me. That I will be a death eater sometime next week.

That I wanted to kill myself so this pain in my heart and soul will be over. Because I just wanted the darkness that I thought the afterlife was. No pain or sorrow just...nothing. Because I was in love with the boy who lives.

At that thought I almost started crying. Again. I blinked the tears away and professor McGonagall came over and put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Does it have anything to do with Harry Potter?"

I was a little taken aback. How did she know? Is it that obvious? Do they know that I care about him? Part of my brain wanted me to tell them everything but the other part said hell to the no.

You probably know what I picked. I wanked myself away from her and instantly got angry and said, "This has nothing to do with Potter."
I spit out his name with so much venom I felt physically sick.

There was a long silence and finally I got up and said, "If you would excuse me I'm going to leave now."
I took one step before professor Snape stood up and said, "Sit down." I looked at him and sighed and sat down.

Professor McGonagall said, "What were you thinking Draco? What are we going to tell your father?" My head snapped up at that and I said panic in my voice, "What? Don't tell him anything? He doesn't have to know what I'd done."

Professor Dumbledore held up a hand and said, "Calm down my boy..." I jumped up my eyes like huge saucers and screamed, "Calm down? Do you know what he will do to me if he finds out?"

I started getting teary eyed, "I stopped I didn't do it. I came out looking for help that has to count for something. Please." I refused to let my tears fall. It's bad enough I cried in front of the school and on professor Snape none the less.

Dumbledore held up his hand and said, "My boy I will try my best not to tell him what happened. You have no worries. Now sit down." I was so relieved I almost collapsed in the bed. Bastard he could have just said that in the beginning.

He continued after awhile, "Now I believe it unwise for you to be in the Slitherin house any longer this year..." He paused and I was outraged and said, "What? Why? You have no right to switch me in the middle of the year. This is...what would my father say if he knew that I was a fucking Hufflepuff? He would know that something was happening."

He said, "All the same my boy. You are not welcome in the Slitherin house any longer. Do you not realize that you showed the ultimate sign of weakness. Not only in front of the entire school but cried whole heartily on the most hated teacher in the entire school. No evince Professor Snape."

Professor Snape just shrugged and remained silent. Me the Slitherin Prince not welcomed. I could see their point. I would have laughed at whoever cried if it wasn't me.

I remained silent for fear if I spoke I would-of started crying. This is so unfair. I sat there and put my head on my hand and stared at him.

He said, "I know this is hard for you to take in Draco but this is really for the best. I think you should go into the Gryffindor's house for the remainder of the year. It would be safer there and for the holidays you shall remain here no in's or out's are allowed."

I looked up and said, "What do you mean? I can't leave for Christmas break?" He nodded and said, "Yes that's right you are to remain in the school for the remainder of the year you can't leave and your father can't come in either. I know your father want's you to be a death-eater sometime in the near future. I also know that you don't want that to happen so we are intervening so you don't have to be. 1 more thing..."

Oh great I don't think I can take much more of this without exploding. "Everyday you will report to my office to meet with another professor. He's not from our school. "

I nodded and looked away. Maybe this is supposed to happen. It doesn't help the fact that it sucks or the fact that I'm changing house's and have to be in the Grifindorks. This really blows.

I go to get up and he said, "Dinner will be done in about 10 minutes that gives you plenty of time to get to your new table. If you don't show we will come looking for you."

I was full blown angry now. How dare they! All he said was, "That's all Mr. Malfoy.

Barely controlling the tears I was trying to hold back I whisebered, "I didn't even use my wand." I walked away tears were slipping down my face. This is it? This is what I wanted to live for?

Instead of being imprisoned at home with my father I am imprisoned in my own school. The one that I used to feel safe in. I wiped at my face and exhaled trying to regain my control.

I grabbed ahold of the doorknob and closed my eyes. When I opened the door and stepped inside everyone stopped talking and eating and everyone stared at me. I knew this was going to be a long long night.

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