Accidentally In Love
Summary-Dumbledore was always telling Harry that the only way he could defeat Voldemort is by using his weakness, love. In an effort to fool Voldemort, Hermione comes up with a crazy idea for her and Harry to get married. Can these two finally defeat the undefeated during this loveless marriage? And what happens when the two of them actually start to fall for each other?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Prologue
"I do," she said.
"Then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."
Now, that was it, they were officially husband and wife. Hermione Granger was now Hermione Potter, which was any witches dream in the wizarding world, right? Unfortunately for Hermione, her crush she just got married to didn't love her, or at least not the way she wanted him to. This was all just a scheme, a way to defeat the undefeated.
Flashback
"I don't know what to do," Harry complained. "I don't know how to defeat Voldemort."
Harry and Hermione sat on the Hogwarts Express train back home from their sixth year at Hogwarts. They were discussing the one thing they know they had to achieve, defeating Voldemort. Harry was very tense and angry; he didn't want to be the chosen one, the one who the whole wizarding world counted on.
"Yes you do Harry, stop suppressing." Hermione said. "Dumbledore trained you to do this, he knows you can."
"Yeah, but Dumbledore's dead." He said bitterly.
"Calm down Harry," she told him. She was trying to get him to relax, but she knew that was very hard since there only hope for winning the war had died. "You know you still have me and Ron, we're not going anywhere, anytime soon."
"How do you know? Ron's always out with Luna; he doesn't give a bloody hell about me."
"Yes he does Harry. What about me? Do you have something bad to say to me, that I'm not going to be there for you?"
Harry shuttered in his seat, trying to find something bad about Hermione. Nothing, not at all.
"No," He muttered.
"Okay, good." She thought for a moment, she needed to find a way to get him out of such a depressing mood. "We can do this Harry, we can win this war; you just need to relax and concentrate."
"I guess," he said. He really wasn't in that good of a mood for a pep talk.
"No Harry, we can." Hermione said. Harry cracked a smile; he knew she wasn't going to give up until he gave in.
"We can," Harry said, knowing he wasn't going to get anywhere in this argument.
"So first, we have to find the four horcruxes, right?" She finally felt like they were going to get somewhere.
"Yeah," he answered quietly.
"Then, we have to kill Voldemort." Hermione stated strongly. "Did Dumbledore tell you how to kill him?"
Harry thought for a minute. Dumbledore did give him many ideas on how to destroy Voldemort, except Harry had no idea how they would work.
A light bulb flew over the top of Harry's head. He remembered something.
"Besides finding the four Horcruxes, Dumbledore said that I had to be loved, and love someone too."
"Well, you've already accomplished that," Hermione "You're in love with Ginny, and she's madly in love with you."
"Um, that's not exactly true, I don't love Ginny the way that she wants me to."
"Harry, come on, you know that you love her." She said, not believing what she was hearing.
"I never really did love her," Harry told her, telling her something he never told anyone. "I guess I'm not really sure what real love is."
"Are you sure that love will help you to defeat Voldemort?"
"Yes"
Harry and Hermione sat in silence. Both of them were racking through their brains, in hopes of finding a way to defeat Voldemort. As much as Harry didn't want her to help, or for her to risk her life for him, he knew there was no way he was getting rid of her.
"Do you think you could fool him?" Hermione asked Harry. He knew a lot more about Voldemort than she did, having faced him many more times than her.
"I don't know," Harry responded. "We might be able to. Why?"
Hermione's face turned bright red. "Nothing."
"Come on 'Mione, tell me. I've just poured my heart and soul out to you."
"Well, I was thinking…"
"Go on," Harry told her, wondering why she just wasn't going on with it.
"That we could get married to defeat him. With us supposedly in 'love', Voldemort might be afraid that we could overcome him. He will be weak and worried that you might kill him. Right when he's most vulnerable, you can attack him. There after we defeat him, we can get a divorce and go back to our regular life" The more she talked, the more embarrassed she had become. "I know it sounds stupid. I shouldn't-"
"No its not, its bloody brilliant," Harry told her. "I think it might actually work. I mean, if you're up to it…"
"Of course I'm up to it. As long as it means keeping you alive and safe, I'll do anything." Hermione said, pledging her loyalty to him.
"Then it's settled then; we'll get married in a week."
"Alright," Hermione said. "What about Ron?" She knew that their best mate should know their plans.
Harry thought for a moment. "We can just tell him the truth, that way you can date him when he breaks up with Luna, even if were still married."
"WHAT," Hermione said, shocked.
"Come on Hermione, I know you like him, you don't need to hide it from me."
"Harry, what are you talking about? I don't like Ron," Hermione corrected.
"You don't?"
"No," she answered.
"Oh, I just thought…" Harry started.
"That I liked him because of the way I acted this year." Hermione said, starting her long explanation. "I thought I liked him to, until I noticed how stupid it was that I was getting jealous over every girl he even hugged. I'm supposed to support him and his relationships, not argue with him over everything."
"But Hermione, that doesn't mean that you don't like him."
"After I noticed how stupid I was acting when I was jealous, I guess I just got over him. I don't like him, and I definitely don't love him. I'm exactly like you, I have no idea what love is."
"Maybe in this marriage, we can figure that out together." He commented. "Harry and Hermione are getting married; this is going to be a humungous shocker. I agree, though, we need to tell Ron."
"It would probably be for the better, as long as he keeps it a secret."
Harry then got off of the chair, bent down, and got on one knew. He took Hermione's hand in his, trying to make this as traditional as possible.
"Hermione Jane Granger, will you marry me?"
"Of course I will, Harry.
End of Flashback
"You may now kiss the bride."
Harry lifted up Hermione's wedding veil, and kissed her on the lips. That was their first kiss, to bad there was no love in it.
AN- This is a story that I actually started during Spanish class, so that was quite a while ago. If it's not a hit, I will delete it though. If you liked it, review itand I will continue it. If you didn't like it, then don't review.
Kelly
