A/N: Like this? Review! I decided, it will be D/Hr but it will be really slowly is that okay?
Disclaimer: Read the last one! Yurin... mine... Samara... Tayz
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As the students walked out of the classroom, Harry, Ron and Hermione heard Malfoy sneer as Professor Peterson deducted points form Slytherin. They proceeded to the Great Hall and settled down to the table to eat lunch. Yurin was sitting down at the end of the table all by herself, with her hood up again. Lavender and Parvati are both looking at her, giggling, whispering things to each other the trio couldn't hear. Hermione was sure it was something about Yurin and the way she dressed for she knew that the two of them are not only obsessed with Divination but also to fashion.
Sighing to herself she stood up and walked her way to Yurin. She stopped and settled herself beside her. She looked back at Ron and Harry and they were both looking at her like she was crazy, but amused at the same time. Lavender and Parvati were watching at her carefully, looking at them as if expecting Yurin to lash out at Hermione.
"Yurin?" Hermione said slowly, hoping for her to response. Slowly, Yurin fingers reached out from her pocket and lowered her hood. Then she looked at Hermione.
"Yes" she said her voice low, yet somehow weak, her eyes piercing
"I was wondering if you want to sit with us every time we eat?" Hermione said slowly, shifting a bit under Yurin's gaze
Yurin's reply was shrug and she flashed a gaze towards Harry and Ron.
"Great!" Hermione said, standing up and stretching her hand towards Yurin. She swore she saw a ghost of a smile passed on Yurin's face as she took Hermione's hand and stood up. She was led by her fellow Gryffindor towards her friends, still holding her had, when she passed by Lavender and Parvati, she caught a word that she truly hate. Goth. She flashed them the dirtiest cut-eye that she can give to them, and she saw them shudder, she smirked in satisfaction.
When they reached Hermione herself beside Harry and patted the seat next to her, "Come on, Yurin sit" she said kindly
Hermione nudged Harry and Harry nudged Ron, who was startled and said, "Oh! Hi, Yurin"
"Yeah, hey" Harry added
Yurin didn't reply, she was just staring ahead, unseeing. Hermione looked at her worry, written on her face. Harry reached out and snapped his fingers. Nothing happened. Ron got up and clapped his hand in front of her face. No reaction. Hermione looked at her again and gasped. Her eyes were slowly turning from silver to white, just like what happened on their way to Transfiguration.
Harry, Ron and Hermione didn't know what to do, so they did what first came to mind. They shook her. Hard. With her had head flinging back and forth, she was knocked out of her trance and gasped. The trio let her go and stared at her.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence
Yurin looked at her, eyes wide and shaking, she said weakly, "I-I need t-t-o g-go" stammering
Before any of the three can protest, she stood up and half ran, half walked to the doors. She stumbled a bit when she reached the doors, opened it then disappeared behind it. The trio looked at each other, before the gather their stuff and run after her, earning them looks.
If they ever looked behind them, they will see Dumbledore's usually twinkling eyes, some how diminishing.
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"Where do you think she went?" Hermione said the moment they got out of the Great Hall.
"To the Gryffindor Tower" Ron suggested
Harry nodded and ran to that direction, with Ron and Hermione behind him. When they reached the last corridor leading to the tower, they saw Yurin, stumbling and trying to maintain her balance. They ran to her and Hermione laid her had on her shoulder. Yurin spun around, startled.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked
"Yeah, yeah..." she was about to spin around to go ahead to the tower when another hand caught her arm, Harry's.
"We're trying to help, what's wrong?" he said slowly
"You know what, just leave me ALONE!" she said louder but not as loud when she blew up on Malfoy. They felt a gush of wind but good thing they didn't flew backwards.
Harry let go of her arm, and he, Ron and Hermione stared at her. Yurin turned to them slowly.
"I'm just... tired" she said, weakly, and without warning, her eyes rolled upwards in her head and went limp.
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A/N: Another chapter done!