"You were staring at the door, looking worried. I guessed."
                              
Draco's mouth twitched into a smile, for a few seconds. But he grimaced. "Y-You're never l-letting me be alone a-again, are you?"
                              
Harry frowned, too. "I wouldn't say that. You're just hurting. I trust you not to... try, again."
                              
Draco's eyebrows rose up in shock and he stared at Harry, incredulously.
                              
"It's true. I promise. Last night, I just didn't want to be alone... or anyone to hurt you. You came down. I didn't have to pull you back. I can't say that Blaise won't be crazy obsessive over you, but I have faith in you."
                              
Tears came out. He didn't really occur to him to lie or try to deceive him about his actions. Draco believed exactly what Harry said. He'd jump, too. He couldn't let Harry to that. Harry was too important for that. Blaise, Theo and Daphne... they'd be heartbroken. His mum... she'd be devastated. He'd fuck up everyone by... leaving. He knew that he'd have to take the pain. There was no escaping it.
                              
"W-What happened... yesterday... earlier... I mean."
                              
"Well... we went to Charms. I'm... I'm sorry we should have left someone here, too, but when we came back, Rivers was blind, again. Hopkins tried to curse us, but Blaise stopped that from going anywhere. Smith tried to say that he hadn't done anything and was just there to see Madam Pomfrey."
                              
"He d-didn't do anything," Draco verified, remembering how scared Smith had looked. He wondered what Blaise hit him with.
                              
"Well, she wouldn't let us curse him anyway. She said that you ran when you saw the paper. I'm sorry, Draco. We should have been more careful."
                              
Draco nodded. It was done. Not point crying over a spilt potion. "They said... t-that s-someone t-told them."
                              
Harry tilted his head and his eyes glanced down at Draco's chest, where the bad word had been. "On Tuesday?"
                              
He nodded. "The Slytherins."
                              
Harry processed that information and continued with the 온라인카지노게임, "Well... we didn't know where you went, so we split up. That's when I found you... and Ron. I kinda beat the crap out of him."
                              
Draco smirked a little, but then said, "Sorry."
                              
"Don't... I've been aching to do that... all damn summer."
                              
"He hurt you... a lot."
                              
"He hurt you. He was lucky I managed to stop."
                              
"He didn't touch me... well... I did walk straight into him."
                              
"You were on the ground, Draco."
                              
"I thought he was going to hurt me. My mind... it was messing with me."
                              
"The pit?"
                              
Draco looked at him sharply and nodded. He did mention it a for times the previous night.
                              
"I'm so sorry, Draco."
                              
"I can't... it wouldn't stop."
                              
"Theo... did something?" Harry asked, uncertain about questions.
                              
"He... used Legilimency. He went in and saw the bad stuff, but he pulled out a memory... a happy one and made me think about that. It's a temporary wall to keep the pit contained."
                              
Harry seemed to process this. "Do you want me to learn...?"
                              
"No! No." Draco spat, panicking. Salazar's pasty ass... he couldn't see that.
                              
Harry held up his hands. "Okay... I just...."
                              
"Sorry... I don't want you to see that. Theo was bad enough."