Malfoy's jaw dropped. Potter was.... Suicidal? He looked at professor Snape.
"What's gotten into you, boy?" Snape snapped.
"I can't do this. If It's not me, or Voldemort that kills me, it'll be the first real home I've ever known." Harry mumbled.
"Speak up, boy." Snape snapped. draco rounded on him.
"Is now the time for this? I mean, look at him, near dead by the time I'd got him here!" He snapped.
"You will watch your tone, mr. malfoy." Snape replied smoothly.
"You will learn how to treat people. He's suffering from Depression and Anxiety. The least you could do is try to be nice!" Draco snapped. The two glared at each other for a while.
"Fine." Severus sighed.
Stunned