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At dinner the four sat farther away from the rest of the Griffindors. During the time, Aleida noticed an awkward silence amongst them. "Did someone die?" she asked. " No ... but . " Harry said slowly. "Well" Ron muttered. "Um" Hermione said softly. "There seems to be a lack of words for you guys" Aleida said smiling. "You could say that" Harry said. "What is up with you guys today?" Aleida said eyeing their serious faces. "Aleida" Harry said, "Why do you change the topic every time we ask you . . . err". "Personal questions" Aleida said realizing where the conversation was going. "Yeah" they agreed. "Well I guess it is because it is a touchy subject. I don't have a last name cause I don't have any living relatives," Aleida said finally. The three immediately felt bad for even asking. "My parents died when I was baby around 15 years ago" Some thing clicked in Harry's head "The same time as my parents died" he thought. "I don't know what happened to me until I was able to take care of myself, around two and a half, Since then I moved from place to place and lived on my own" she paused "I've moved from Europe to the states and back, by sneaking on cargo ships. I spent 3 years Massachusetts where I got my letter and came here." She was done talking but the tree hung on expecting more. "Well" she said showing them she was finished. "Thank you" Harry said smiling "It is nice to know this now." As they get up to leave Aleida walks in the opposite direction. "Where you going?" Ron yelled after her. "I gotta talk to someone I'll meet up with you guys later see ya" she hollered back at them. On their way to the common room they start to talk about dinner. "I feel so bad now" Hermione whimpered. "I think she should have told us from the beginning." Ron thought aloud "I mean what is so hard about that?" "Its hard" Harry said softly " the realization of it all is like getting the wind knocked out of you". Ron started in " sorry I didn't mean it like that . . . I . . ." Harry cut him off and said" I'm fine with my parents, but I get the feeling that she has never even seen a picture of hers." "Oh" said Hermione sympathetically remembering the scrapbook that Harry received his first year. "But I also think that she also isn't telling us something" Harry added. "Monkey germ" Ron said has the portrait flew open as they enter the common room." I'm tired I'm heading to bed," Harry said as he headed to the dorm. " Oh Harry we didn't mean it . . . " Hermione quickly announced. "No, it isn't that, I'm tired" he reassured her. As Harry went up the stair he paused to look out the window. The moon glistened on the still waters of the dark pond. The fresh snow glittered and sparkled with the pure light. Each tree looked as if clouds had settled on every branch. The serene and magical seen showed the true magic of the castle. " I wish life could be like that" Harry muttered under his breath. Harry started out the window till late into the night. He realized what time it was only when he heard the common room door open." I'll tell him tonight, I can do this. I know it" a voice told it self. Harry recognized that voice in an instant. It was Aleida.