Draco Malfoy

//(TAKEN FROM THE ORIGINAL BOOK, BUT WITH MINOR CHANGES)//

Having reached the bathroom, you pressed your ear to the door. You couldn't hear anything. You quietly opened the door.
Standing with his back to you, his hands gripping the sink and his blond head bowed over it, was Draco Malfoy.
"Oh, don't..." Myrtle's heartfelt voice came from the booth. "Don't... Tell me what's bothering you... I'll help you..."
"No one will help me," Malfoy replied, his whole body shaking. "I can't do this... I can't... it's not working... And if I don't do it soon, he said he'll kill me."
You froze in shock—you realized Malfoy was crying, really crying, tears streaming down his cheeks and dripping into the dirty sink. Malfoy was choking, choking on his tears, but then, after another shudder, he looked up at the cracked mirror and saw your surprised eyes behind him.
Turning sharply, Malfoy drew his wand.

Draco is sobbing in the Hogwarts toilet, already choking on tears.