Title:
Peggy Jean Parker or The Question of a Perfect Life
Rating: T
(PG-12)
Warning:
MarySue, Parody
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything but my own ideas, which unfortunately excludes
one Severus Snape.
I.
A Law is passed
Peggy
Jean Parker was sitting in her tiny yet cozy kitchen on this fine,
not to say perfect summer morning, enjoying a perfect cup of
chai-latte – made with soy milk – when suddenly a headline in the
international section of her wizarding newspaper caught her eye:
"British
Ministry of Magic passes Marriage law"
The
article further stated that any wizard or witch living in Britain who
was off age and had finished their education were given one month to
find a suitable match for themselves or would be assigned a spouse by
the ministry after that time.
Peggy
Jean was delighted! This was just what she had been dreaming off –
getting a husband without the troubles of dates and the endless
excuses afterwards like "You are really nice and witty and
everything, but well, you are not quite the kind of girl I am looking
for" or even harsher "I would say that I am sorry if I were, but
you are so perfect it is just annoying and I can't even stand the
thought of spending another minute with you". As if it was her
fault that she was as perfect as she was…
However
despite her perfect looks – flawless, milky complexion, soft,
shiny, curly golden hair, pouty, rosy lips and lightblue eyes that
looked like the sky in spring, not to mention her slim yet shapely,
womanly figure – and her perfect marks at school, her life was
missing something fundamentally to be really perfect and that was a
mate. And now she was given the opportunity of gaining a partner to
share her hereafter perfect life if only she moved to England.
Singing a
little song of joy to herself in such a sweet voice it made the birds
outside stop to listen to her perfect harmonies and then join in with
their own chirp, Peggy Jean started packing up her belongings.
TBC...