A/N: I want to thank all my readers. I feel so special! I'll update, so here's the next chapter.

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Chapter 7: The Unexpected Visitor

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Kelly left the Leaky Cauldron and walked into the streets of London. She then called a cab, not wanting to cause a riot, which would start if she used her limo. Kelly got into the yellow cab and gave her desired location before it sped away.

About twenty minutes later, Kelly arrived at 2354 Hidden Lake Circle. It was a huge house with a circular driveway and a huge fountain in the middle with a mermaid statue that squirted out the water. It had gardens everywhere, and a 'For Sale' sign in the front yard. Kelly walked up towards the door and rang the doorbell. An old woman answered it.

"Hello," the woman said, "may I help you?"

"My name's Kelly Richmond," she answered. "I'm here to see the house and hopefully buy it."

"Of course, Mrs. Richmond."

"It's Miss Richmond."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Please follow me."

The old woman walked into the hall foyer and turned numerous times. They ended up at a huge library.

"Please wait here, Miss. Richmond. Mr. Wood shall be right here."

Then the old woman left the library, leaving Kelly as she looked around it. It was the biggest library she had ever seen!

"You enjoy reading, Miss Richmond?" a voice said from the doorway.

"Yes," Kelly answered, "yes I do."

"My name's Oliver Wood. I heard you'd like to buy my house."

"I wouldn't call this a house, Mr. Wood."

"Call me Oliver, and I guess your right," he looked around before settling his gaze on Kelly again. "Wait a minute, I recognize you! Aren't you a famous model who was married to that billionaire in Australia?"

"Yup, that's me!"

"It's an honor having you in my house, Mrs. Richmond."

"Call me Kelly," she waved her hand, not bothering to correct him about her name. "Anyway, why are you selling this beautiful mansion?"

"My work called me over to Ireland, so my wife and me are moving, as soon as we can sell this house. But because it's so huge, not a lot of people want to buy it, or at least, can afford it."

"What do you do Oliver?"

"UmmI play a sport," Oliver said queasily.

"What sport?"

"Never mind what I do. Would you like to see the rest of the house?"

"No, I would like to buy it."

"But you haven't even seen the whole house!"

"Just seeing the library is enough."

"Really, you remind me of a girl I once knew."

"Once knew? Is shedead?"

"I don't know," Oliver said, looking sad. "She got kidnapped. One of my teammates was her best friend. He talks about her all the time."

"Oh, I see," Kelly said. Changing the subject, she said, "Where are the documents I have to sign?"

"Oh," Oliver said, getting up from his chair. "I'll get them. Hold on, Kelly." He walked towards the door that lead out of the library before Oliver and Kelly heard yelling from the hallway.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S IN A MEETING?" the male voice yelled.

"HE'S TALKING ABOUT SELLING THE HOUSE, MR. MALFOY!" the female voice yelled.

"LISTEN, KATIE, I NEED TO TALK TO HIM NOW!"

"DRACO, NOT NOW!"

"What's going on, Honey?" Oliver asked.

"I need to talk to you NOW, Oliver" Draco said, annoyed.

"But I told him you're having a meeting with a hopeful buyer!" Oliver's wife, Katie, said.

"Umshould I go and come back later to sign the papers?" kelly asked, slipping her head out of the door.

"NO!" yelled Katie and Oliver at the same time.

"Ok," Kelly said, turning back into the room. "I guess I'll go and sit down. Again."

"Draco, go sit in the library!" Olver waved. "And as soon as I sell this house we can talk."

"Fine!" Draco said uneasily.

Draco walked into the library and saw a beautiful girl sitting on the chesterfield. "Hi, you buying this house?"

"Yes, yes I am."

"My name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. May I ask yours?"

"Kelly, Kelly Richmond. Nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy. So, you work with Oliver. Do you play on his team?"

"Well, sort of. He got traded to a new team in Ireland. That's why he's moving, but I said he should stay in this town full of Muggles and stay with our team. But, no, he wants to go to Ireland!"

"Muggles?"

"Oh crap!" Draco cried, realizing his mistake.

"Don't worry, I know what Muggles are."

"So you're a witch? And you know what Quidditch is, right?"

"Yes, my best friend was on my school team." Oh, crap, Kelly thought, I said too much. Now he's going to want to know what school I went to!

"What school?"

Damn it!

Kelly mumbled, "Umsome school inan outback in Australia. So... umm" Draco went silent. What, he thought, to say to a beautiful brunette widow with an eleven-year-old child?

"So, Mr. Malfoy, can you tell me about yourself? If you don't mind, that is"

"Sure, I'm 29 years old. I went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And I've been on the British Quidditch team for 5 years now. Now, that's the basic stuff. What about you?"

"Umm," Kelly started, "I don't know much about my past. I grew up in an orphanage, until I got adopted when I was ten to go to a magic school in the Australian Outback. Then I graduated, got married, became a model, and then had a kid. Now I'm visiting a very old family friend, then Trish got accept into Hogwarts, which I thought was odd. So, now I'm here!"

Something in her mind made her want to ask something very personal, although she already knew the answer. "Ummdo you think you can tell me about the girl who loved books, in which Oliver said I remind him of?" Malfoy chuckled. "You do know who I'm talking about, do you Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes, I do. If you said that to anyone who went to Hogwarts, they would know who you're talking about."

Draco took a deep breath and began his small tale of Hermione. Kelly was very interested into what Draco had to say about her. (A/N: You know the history)

"The girl's name wasHermione Granger. I've known her for seven years until... We were in the same year. She was a Muggleborn, but one hell of a witch. She hung around Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, who's on my team now. I always hated her, that is, until 7th year, when we sort of became friends. She was a bookworm too. She loved reading all the time.

"Then after 7th year, she" he took a deep breath, "disappeared. Kidnapped is what people say. But I don't believe any of them. Because I believe she ran away."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Were you close to her?"

"Not as close as her best friends were, but I liked her a lot. And I never got to tell her how I felt."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, everyone misses her."

"I hope you don't mind, but how did you become friends?"

"I don't mind," Malfoy started. "You see, I heard crying one day, while I was walking. So I followed the cry..."

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Draco was walking down the 2nd floor corridor, about to go down to the dungeons, when he heard someone crying.

"Hello?" Draco called. "Anyone here?" No one answered.

Draco continued walking down the corridor until he came upon the girl's bathroom, where the crying got even louder. After some hesitation, Draco went inside.

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I walked into the girl's bathroom to see a beautiful brunette. Her hair was up in a bun. She was wearing a ripped white T-shirt with a purple skirt. Her shirt was ripped, so I could see her white bra. On her left arm was a huge bruise, and she was holding her right arm with her left.

"Are you ok?" I called after looking at her. She turned and looked back at me. To my surprise, I saw Little-Miss-Perfect Granger, but her eyes were all puffy and blotchy and not at all perfect.

"What did you do, Granger?" I asked.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy!"

"No, not until you tell me what happened!" I have no idea why I was acting so kind, but I walked over to her and sat down next to the crying girl, ready to listen.

"Malfoy, I said leave me alone!"

"You're bleeding," I said, shocked at the sight of the wound, examining her right arm. It was cut open about 10 centimeters long and 2 centimeters wide. "Here, let me help you," I told her, ripping a part of my shirt off and wrapping it around her thin arm.

"Thanks," Hermione said, still crying.

"What happened?"

"That stupid guy thinks that just because I'm me...then he hurt and pushed..." She was making no sense whatsoever, and she started crying harder. I leaned towards her and she rested her head upon my shoulder as she cried.

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(A/N: During this flash back, it's more like they are both imaging it as Draco tells the story)

"But you remember," Draco said when he was done telling the story, "don't you, 'Mione? That day"

Kelly stared. "What-?"

"I can see it in your eyes, how you felt when I told you this. And you touched your scar on your arm when I told you the part about the cut."

"Please," Kelly cried, a tear gliding down her cheeks, "don't tell anybody! If you're still my friend, please don't tell anybody. I never wanted to come back here. But my mother's sick and she's dying. It's one of her last couple of months here. I hadn't seen her in so long, so I came. But then Trish got accept into Hogwarts, and now my life is turning upside-down!"

"Don't worry," Draco said, "your secret's safe with me." He stood up. "So, I was right, you did run away. Anyway, when you move in, I'm your neighbor. And I loved your story about your basics."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I totally believed you. Until I told the story of how we met, I mean. Then your cover was blown."

"Yeah..."

"So," a voice said, "did you two find something to talk about?"

"Yes, plenty." Draco answered. "I must be going now, Wood. I'll stop by tonight and talk to you. I remember I have something to do, which I totally forgot about. See you tonight."

"Whatever, Malfoy. See you!" Oliver called out as Draco left. "He always does that: come over before leaving before we even start talking. Strange man. Anyway, here are the papers. You can sign here, here, and here."

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"Alright then, Kelly," Oliver said, "the house will be yours in 6 days."

"Thanks!" Kelly said. As she waved goodbye, she got into the cab and sped away.

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As soon as I left Wood's, I headed straight to Diagon Alley.

Hopefully Potter's there. I'm going to keep my word to Hermione, I mean Kelly, but I wanted to play around with Potter's mind.

I drove over to the Leaky Cauldron. A few former schoolmates greeted me, surprisingly, and I walked around until I saw Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley, or Potter, I mean.

"Good day, Pothead, Weasel." I said from behind them.

"What do you want, Ferret Breath?" Potter glared at me.

Then Red said something about us being too old for name-calling.

"You can never be too old for games, Weasley, or should I say, Potter," I smirked. " I just wanted you to know that Hermione Granger's back in town."

I sneered at them as I walked away. Now no more hints to anybody, I promise. I must keep Hermione's identity a secret.

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A/N: That's all. Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoy.