Here is chapter 7, (yes its short) enjoy!
Draco watched as she fell. His own brain was trying to register what she just said. From what he could tell she was really close to her Mum and Dad. Once she was on the ground he came to his senses. Mostly because the old guy in the painting was yelling at him for letting her fall.
He picked her up like the night before and placed her on the couch that wasn't too far away. He picked up the book she had been reading, which had fallen to the ground with her. Right under her picture, 'How did father get these pictures ant way?' was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
He shook his head. That wasn't something that should keep from their child. But now there was a bigger question that would need an answer. ''Who are Hermione's biological parents?'' He questioned out loud.
The painting felt like he had been forgotten. ''How old is Miss. Granger?'' He asked Draco.
His head snapped his head up and looked at him. ''Uh…21 I think.'' He answered him.
The painting began to think. ''She would have been 11 when she started Hogwarts. She would have been about a year old during the fall of Voldemort the first time.'' He began to think out loud.
'For a painting that seems to have been out of the loop for a while he sure knows a lot.' Draco thought as he listened. ''How do you know so much if you haven't talked to anyone?'' The painting looked at him.
''Well, I'm using mostly common since, of what I know, and from what I heard before I got moved to that wall way up there.'' He motioned for the spot he was sitting at not even two hours ago. ''Besides other paintings from other places can be quite talkative.'' Draco shook his head.
Still he couldn't believe what her parents had kept from her.
''Can you think of any other sources that could be of some help?'' He asked. The painting shook his head.
''Not in the slightest. The book won't know because it has her adoptive family tree. Not her blood.'' He stated. ''And without the name of her birth parents we have no way of looking them up.'' His own frustration rising.
Draco looked over at Hermione. He was going to try to help her as much as possible. Although she may not accept it at first he was going to look more into her family. Maybe even talk to her parents….ok so maybe not talk to them that could turn out bad. But surly he could talk to some of the people he has known, even if their information can't always be trusted. It would be a start.
Sitting down he suddenly got an idea. Taking a piece of parchment and a quill he wrote a quick letter. Hopefully this could give them a new lead.
So not my greatest chapter but i need it
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