You had noticed that Draco seemed depressed.. He never talked anymore, and when he did it was barely a whisper. He didn't eat that much anymore and he rarely hung out with his friends. He sat alone and he eventually stopped coming to some of his classes after a while. If you were being honest you were really worried about him.

You woke up late one night, your stomach growling. You decided to get up and sneak down to the kitchens. As you entered the common room you heard crying.. You looked around for who it could be and saw Draco sitting In front of the fire.. Crying. You slowly approach him and when he hears your footsteps he immediately stands up and faces away from you, quickly wiping his face.

“What do you want? Leave me alone..” He mutters, his voice cracking slightly. His hair was messy and falling slightly into his face and when you saw his face you saw that the underneath of his eyes looked like they had dark circles. You couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of pity for him. He avoided your gaze then finally faced you again.

“I-I swear if you tell anyone about this..” He trailed off, starting to cry again. He slumped down into a chair. “Damnit..”