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Summary: The Wizarding World had changed. The Ministry became more corrupt and crueler than before, enforcing laws that mirrored its cruel nature. Forced marriages are just the beginning. . .
Prologue
It had been a hard two years.
The war against Voldemort had left many scars, both on people and on the Wizarding World as a whole.
Nothing had been the same.
Half of Hogwarts was still in ruins, the other housing the recruits tasked with rebuilding the castle.
The Ministry of Magic had suffered as well. Kingsley Shacklebolt, the elected Minister, had been murdered and a far harsher man had taken Kingsley's place as Minister. The Ministry began to change that night, becoming darker and enforcing registration laws on all magical creatures including werewolves.
Restrictions were also placed.
Now it seemed, a new law had been placed by the Ministry.
Hermione stared down at the letter sitting on the kitchen table, numb fingers hovering in the same position they had before she dropped the letter in shock.
Wizards and witches, werewolves included, ranging from the ages of fifteen to sixty were required to marry and produce offspring. The Ministry felt that it was time to start populating the world, and as unfortunate as it was to need werewolves, they were another strand of DNA to add to the mix.
Hermione was of age, making her eligible for the newly passed law.
Horror filled her. What if she was paired with a vicious wood dwelling wolf without an Alpha to keep him from killing her?
Or worse. What if it was a wild Alpha crazed with bloodlust?
Nausea compelled her to violently throw up her breakfast in the kitchen garbage bin.
This couldn't be happening. . . .