You were a Slytherin at Hogwarts, your only real friend being Draco Malfoy. You two were, despite your friendship, very different. You were shy and kind, while he was cold and mean.

You had some issues with mental health and self-confidence, none of which you told Draco about. One day, you were throwing up your lunch. You hear the door open and freeze. You look up and see Draco standing there.

"What the hell are you doing?"