Chapter 1
(AN/This is my first Fanfiction And i hope you all read it and give me pointer or just comments or whatever. I hope this story catches your attention and draws you in. And I hope that you will stay with me as this story progresses. So without further interuption here it is, my first chapter of Tradeoff For love)
It hit me like a ton of bricks. As soon as the words left Dumbledore's mouth I wished desperately for them never to have been true. The words that really stood out were marriage, muggleborns, purebloods. It was all a whirl of confusion. I felt as if my freedom was a carpet and its been snatched from under my feet.
I knew in the back of my mind that it hasn't really hit home quit as yet seeing as I haven't said a word in protest. It'll probably hit at a time of inconvenience. But in the meantime I hear my name being called faintly in the distance. It brings me back to my current setting of the weasly's kitchen. I force myself to focus on the person calling me. It's Ron he seems to be asking me something, but I can't bring myself to hear. Finally I snap out of it and hear the end of his question.
"…with?"
"Sorry Ron I didn't catch that" I say trying to figure out what he asked.
"I said, who do you recon fudge and the rest of the jack ass ministry will pair us with" He repeats sounding a bit tired.
"They're choosing who we marry?" this news brings me back into focus. This was unbelievable.
"Mione, didn't you just hear Dumbledore? They pair you on strengths and weakness to "make you the possible couples for a successful relationship"" He replied
"Outrageous! The least I can do is be able to marry who I darn well want to" I burst out. My face turning a horrifying puce color. I forced my anger back down and calmly asked, "What about the half bloods?"
"They'll be paired with each other and the rest of the muggleborns." Ron replied his face sunken obviously devastated by the news. Life was going to be hell.
Several hours after Draco received the news he sat on the front steps of the weasly's porch thinking about how his life could go from being evil and conniving to confusing and unpredictable. He wasn't ready for marriage. Especially to someone he didn't know or worse hated. He gazed into the sky and picked the brightest star he could see. He closed his eyes and let the rays of the moon graze his face. Under the dim light his features became sharper then they looked in the day. As he wished, he felt a presence come up behind him. He didn't bother to turn around though he felt her sit down beside him.. As he turned his head towards her, she looked up into the sky.
"Don't you just wonder why life happens as it does?" She asked suddenly, then tilted her head in his direction. Her golden locks of silk tumbled across her shoulders. Her bright green eyes were full of sadness as if she had no reason to fight anymore.
Then a strange feeling surged threw him. He wanted to hold her and make all her worries go away. Finally he spoke.
"Yeah I do. That's exactly what I was wondering." He stood up and started down the steps. He stopped and turned back up them again. He slowly bent down and kissed Hermione softly on her rosy pink cheek.
" 'Night Granger." He whispered and jogged off into the darkness towards his home.
( AN/ This is my first chapter of my first fanfic. Please review. All criticism is accepted. I will try and update ASAP. The is a lot of information that is missing but will be put in later. It all goes I promise. I'm a bit antsy about this so I'll leave you all to it. Thanks
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