A/N: New chapter here! Expect more updates for I am out of school!

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It was weekend, so the students can go do whatever they want. Hermione decided that she will try and pry off the secret Harry was keeping. She wants to know if Harry knows anything about what Yurin's has been dreaming. She went up to the common room, to find Harry sitting with his knees drawn to his chest and his arm wrapped around it. He was staring blankly at the fire. She didn't notice that Yurin was also there, on the farthest corner of the room, reading.

"Harry?" Hermione called. The bi-spectacled boy snapped his head up. He looked at Hermione before answering, "Yes?"

Hermione walked to him, and leaned on the side of the chair. "I just wanted to ask why you ran out this morning?" She really hoped that Harry would answer her and not block everyone, including his friends out.

Harry frowned; he was about to say something, when Ron came from the dormitory, carrying his priced chess set he got from his grandfather. "Any one of you want to play?" he called from the staircase. When he got down to the common room, he saw that the only inhabitants of the room were his two best friends; also not noticing Yurin. "Er, so you want to play?"

Harry shook his head and turned to Hermione, "It was nothing, I just had to get something, and I was at breakfast remember?" Hermione looked at him, as if studying him. "No, there is something bothering you, and I want to help!" she said a little loudly. Ron settled himself on the couch across from the armchair and nodded his head in agreement.

Harry stood up and walked away from the armchair, he turned to the fireplace, his back facing the two. "It is my business to know and I will tell you when I want too, but I don't!" he said. He turned to them, "Plus, you are better of not knowing, not everything can be solved by books and intellect" staring pointedly at Hermione when he said this.

Hermione looked at him in shock after the outburst and so did Ron. "So, I'm just, how do you say it, all about books and intellect to you then? Is that what you are trying to say?" Harry just glared at her. "No I'm just trying to say, stay out of business." Hermione sneered, very unlikely for a Gryffindor, "I see how it is, here I am trying to help and you push me away. Fine then. Owl me when you come to your senses" and with that Hermione went up to the girls dormitories.

Ron and Harry stared after her. As soon as she disappeared and they heard a door slam, Ron turned to Harry. "Mate she's just trying to help. Why shut her out?"

"Ron, just shut up. It's better for you and Hermione not knowing, okay. I don't want anyone dying because of me anymore, I had enough of that" Harry shouted. Ron stared at him as if he was crazy. "What are you talking about? Are you daft? No matter what happens Hermione and me are still targets for You-Know-Who! Remember, she's a MUGGLEBORN and I'm a BLOOD TRAITOR as that wretched portrait at Grimmauld Place said!" Ron finished stomping his feet. He glared at Harry, who was staring at him, expression unreadable. "Oh yeah, if it wasn't for Hermione's books and intellect, Ginny wouldn't be here right now" then, with that said, he too stomped upstairs to the boy's dormitory.

Harry's jaw slightly dropped when he heard what Ron said. He's right. If it weren't for Hermione, we couldn't had rescued Ginny from the chamber.  He sat down on the armchair and put his face in his hands.

"You shouldn't push them away you know" a voice said. Harry looked up. He turned to see Yurin coming out of the corner. He frowned at her and said, "How long have you been there?"

"Since the beginning. I was here before you" she answered in a low voice. Harry stared. "Why? It's my business! Why do you even care? You don't know how it is like to be me! I lost my parents cause they saved my life! Hermione and Ron were my first friends! I never had any in the muggle world because of my fat cousin! I was a freak! Ron and Hermione welcomed me, and if I tell them, they would die! Like Sirius and Cedric! They died because of me!" Harry yelled, his hands flinging in the air. When he saw Yurin was about to say something, he cut her off by saying, "And don't tell me that you understand, cause I bet you never lost someone! I don't need your pity!"

He saw Yurin's eyes flash dangerously. Before he knew it, he was pushed backwards on the couch. He looked up to see Yurin's eyes glaring down at him. "Don't you give me that crap Potter! I know I don't know anything about you or your past life and how you lost your parents! But I did lose my parents! So I understand. But I didn't lose them because they saved my life, oh no, it's because they didn't want me! I was left in an orphanage. Not only that, I was a freak too! I was teased mercilessly cause I can change people's hair color when I'm mad, the way I dress and other freaky stuff. I didn't have a friend in the world! It was hell for me! My life was hell! But someone came, he accepted me for who I am, he didn't mind if I could change people's hair or do freaky stuff. He told me his life was hell too, and we promised that we would always help each other. But you know what? He's not here anymore! He's dead! 6-feet under because he couldn't take it! Then I find out I was a witch and I come to a whole different world I didn't know existed and everyone here thinks I'm a Goth like before! How's that for not knowing how you feel? So I suggest you accept help than pushing it away or you might regret it" Yurin finished, breathing heavily, her eyes still bearing down at Harry.

Harry on the other hand was staring wide eyes at her. He couldn't believe that Yurin's had almost the same life as him. Maybe not as bad but bad nonetheless; the muggle world was hell for both of them.

Yurin was still standing, her breathing was still heavy and it seems to be getting heavier by the minute. She clutched her chest and tried to massage it as she felt a slight prick from the inside and she winced. She bit a gasped from coming out, instead a whimper came. Harry heard and was about to reach out, but pulled back when Yurin said, "Get away from me"

She made her way to the staircase, and was shock on what she had found, or rather whom. Hermione was staring at her with eyes wide and mouth slightly opened. Yurin glared at her, "How long?" she asked. Hermione snapped out of her reverie and said, "When you started talking." Yurin looked at her, as if searching if she was told the truth. She noticed that Yurin was clutching her chest. "Are you alright?" she asked, concerned. Yurin nodded wearily, "Yeah, just a little stressed that's all." When Hermione heard that, grew more worried; Madam Promfrey said she couldn't be stressed out. "You shouldn't have bothered telling Harry about understanding and not pushing us away, he's going to come to his senses anyway" said Hermione. Yurin sighed, "It was nothing, I just hoped that telling him things I never told anyone before would make him realize that friends like you are hard to find."

Hermione smiled at her. Maybe I'm going to be able to open up.  "You know, keeping things to yourself is never a good thing, maybe you want to talk about it sometimes" she said, hoping she will say yes. Yurin looked at her grimacing, "I would like to, maybe after I take a rest 'cause my chest is really starting to hurt."  Hermione nodded. She helped Yurin up the dormitory. Yurin went her bed and took off her sweater. While she did this, Hermione caught sight of her right shoulder. It was a tattoo of two snakes, all in black. It crisscrossed down from her upper arm down the middle part of her lower arm. It nearly took up her full arm. She gaped at it.  It must've been painful. Yurin saw her looking at it and said, "I'll explain later okay?"

Hermione nodded and told her to rest. She then went down to the common room to find Harry gone. Must be off brooding. She went out of the tower and made her way to the library.

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Another chapter done. Hope you like it!