A/N this is a little late but, eh. I've been busy. I will upload two chapters of They wouldn't notice I was missing tomorrow. Or I should really say later because it's gone midnight.

Disclaimer: Jk's world, mine and PunkQueen123's plot

Chapter 8

Draco woke up with a crash from falling out of the bed. He looked up at it to see Granger well over the pillow barrier.

"Hypocrite." He muttered and stormed out of the room in hope that there was food here. Once he was in the kitchen he stopped dead in his tracks.

There was a girl there that looked about the same age as himself. Only, she didn't quite look human.

She had long golden locks that curled down to the inside of her knee caps and huge brown eyes. Her skin was glowing slightly and she was wearing a pink summer dress. She had no shoes on and looked a little scruffy but there was no doubt about her obvious beauty.

"Hello." She said in a voice not unlike Looney Lovegood's own. "Would you like something to eat?"

The girl indicated to the table where there were three plates, each with a piece of stale looking bread and a glass of slightly dirty looking water in a cup standing next to it.

Draco just nodded and smiled slightly before making his way to the table. He was famished and thirsty.

"Who are you?" Draco asked after a while. The girl had just been standing there and smiling at him while he ate.

"My name is Tallulah. This was my brother, Julep's house but he died of the illness last week." Tallulah said it with her usual smile but her eyes widened slightly. "Who are you? Do you have any siblings?"

"I'm Draco." The blond said, leaning back in his seat slightly. "No I've no siblings. You?"

The girl looked down at the floor and rocked on her feet in an almost bored way. "My eldest brother Hubert, my second eldest brother Hugo, my eldest sister Helena, my second eldest sister Ula, my youngest older brother Julep and my youngest older sister Tilly. Mother died giving birth to baby Timothy a year after me and he died with the illness when he was five, along with Dad."

Draco felt his eyebrows raise at the amount of this girl's siblings.

"But Hubert lives with his wife and son in France, Hugo was shot the day he turned eighteen, Helena is looking after her accidental daughter in a village in Wales, Ula jumped off the cliff by the sea when we visited the beach because of all the family members dying and she couldn't handle it, Julep had the illness and died last week and Tilly is helping out as a maid in a lady's house somewhere near London." Tallulah sighed but kept the now rather weak smile on her face. "Who is that girl."

Draco thought for a moment, this girl seemed like a muggle, so why was he talking civilly to her?

"She's Hermione." Draco inwardly cringed at using her first name but knew that most Muggle's weren't usually accustomed to using surnames when meeting somebody.

"She is a very pretty young girl." Tallulah said dreamily and Draco shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

As much as he hated admitting it, Granger did have a certain enchanting vibe about her appearance that others didn't have but she wasn't exactly all men's dream girl. Then again she was far from the bushy haired and buck toothed child he had once known.

"Where is this place?" Draco asked, looking towards the window of the room and seeing no village or anything.

The girl followed his gaze.

"Tis the place to forgive" She said matter-of-factly. "I have to go soon. The door will not open until it wants to. It sounds silly but it's true."

"It's easy enough to believe." Draco said shrugging. "But why did it close in the first place?"

The girl cocked her head to the side and studied Draco's face.

"You are one of the magic folk. The house wants you to learn to forgive." She said and then disappeared.

Draco was confused. She just kind of slowly floated away like dust, leaving a shiny and clean mark on the floor where she had been standing.

Draco looked around in hope to find an answer to this mysterious riddle but soon gave up. Surely Granger would figure something out.

But Draco didn't fancy telling her about Tallulah. It would only result in Granger being Granger and her stressing and fussing about who she was.

He found that he didn't quite fancy dealing with a stressed and fussy Granger since a normal Granger was bad enough.

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