Firstly,
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter and all the wonderful characters associated with him. If I did, Draco and Hermione would be married and having passionate sex.
Secondly,
These are the rules that the blondiegirl17 and Anaszun have dictated:
1) Characters in their 20s
2) Prompt: Hermione is raped outside of her library and ends up pregnant. She has to get married because of a Marriage Law.
3) Requirements: Draco saves her.
And Lastly,
Please Read and Review my lovelies. Enjoy!! 3
My Savior, and My Husband (because of a Marriage Law)
By: MalfoyMistress08
Hermione was bustling around her kitchen, making coffee and a light breakfast for herself before heading to work at her library. She had opened one up a few years ago with the money awarded to her by the Ministry for her efforts in the war. She had been reluctant to accept it until Harry had persuaded her that she could use it for the "greater good." Damn Harry, always knew just what to say to get her to do whatever it was he wanted. She was glad she had taken the money though, and even if she had at first had no clue what to do with it, the solution had hit her one day while visiting Hogwarts: she'd open a library.
Hermione had always felt that Hogwarts just didn't have enough books necessary to complete any essay assigned throughout the years. She found a building in Diagon Alley suitable enough, brought books in from all around the world, muggle and magical alike. And after permission from Headmistress Mcgonagall, she connected her library's fireplace to the one in Hogwarts' library, allowing students to floo to her library with a teacher's written permission and obtaining any books necessary. It had been an instant success and upon remembering it she had become instantly happy, that is…until she saw an owl from the Ministry flying towards her window, causing her heart to sink, a heavy feeling settling itself inside her chest.
Groaning, she lifted herself up and opened the window, sipping her coffee as she waited for the owl to enter her apartment, coming up with possibilities as to why on Earth the Ministry would send her a letter at 9am. The owl flew in, landing gracefully on her kitchen table and helping itself to bit of her breakfast, thus causing Hermione to break out of her thoughts. Scowling at the little bugger, she untied the letter dangling on its leg before watching as the owl flew off again, leaving her with its cargo. She glanced at the letter in her hands, eyeing the official Ministry seal, noting the way her hands were trembling and how the heavy feeling in her chest seemed to grow heavier.
Hermione headed out of the kitchen, one hand clutching her coffee and the other the Ministry letter, and settling slowly into her sofa, she broke the seal and read it, her eyes widening in shock at first, and then narrowing in anger as she read on.
To Hermione Jean Granger:
Because of the newest Ministry Law 2687(instituted as of yesterday) it is hereby my duty to inform you that you must get married to someone within the next 3 months. If you fail to comply and submit the necessary paperwork concerning your impending marriage, the Ministry will choose a husband for you or in the event that you likewise refuse to follow through with the arranged marriage, your wand will be confiscated and broken and a ban from the Wizarding world will likewise be implemented.
Ministry Law 2687 has come into place in response to the decreasing amount of births in the Wizarding world due to the recent war waged against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The rules for Ministry Law 2687 are as follows: Purebloods may marry Muggleborns or Half-bloods (after obtaining permission from the Ministry through the proper channels). Muggleborns may only marry Purebloods. Half-bloods may marry other Half-bloods or Purebloods (after obtaining permission from the Ministry through the proper channels).
The Minister of Magic and the Ministry of Magic hereby wish you the best of luck on finding a spouse in the specified amount of time and many happy wishes on your marriage.
Sincerely,
Dolores Umbridge
Department Head of the Compliance of Ministry Law 2687
Hermione was furious, what authority did that damn Dolores Umbridge toad have to tell her that she needed to be married in 3 months or be banned?! What authority did the Minister and the Ministry have to enact that stupid law?! She was a WAR HERO! Best Friend to Harry Potter and Ron Weasley!! If it wasn't for them, there would be no Ministry! She was going to give them hell tomorrow even if it was her personal day off from work.
Hermione looked down at the letter in her hands before crumpling it and swearing revenge as she looked up. She noticed the green clock on her wall signaling her that she was going to be late for work if she didn't hurry. Grabbing her bag, she quickly stepped into the floo, the breakfast and coffee laying forgotten, as her mind was still seething and calling for every Ministry worker's blood.
"They will all have hell to pay!!" it screamed at her as she stepped out of the floo and into the library.
"Hey Hermione!" called a petite blonde woman from behind the counter as Hermione was dusting herself off.
"Heya Rosie, how's everything this morning?" Hermione called back, temporarily forgetting the Ministry's letter and settling into her everyday routine at the library.
"Not much, we've got Mcgonagall bringing in a bunch of Fourth and Fifth years today, so I've hung the sign out front saying there's a field trip in progress and we'll be closed to the public for the two hours they're here. You've had a couple calls since I came in, one from Harry asking if you'd like to have lunch. Another from Draco Malfoy for some funding issues or something and one from Ginny who just said to call her back."
"Alright, thank you. I'm going to go call them back and I'll be right out to greet Mcgonagall and those students as soon as they arrive." Hermione said as she walked off into her office, getting settled in before dialing Harry.
"Hello?"
"Good Morning Harry. Rosie told me you wanted lunch today?"
"Morning to you too, 'Mione. Yeah, I wanted to know if you'd like to have lunch with me and Ron at our usual place?"
"Sounds good Harry. I'll see you two at 1."
"Yep, later 'Mione."
"Bye Harry." Hermione said to him, before hanging up and briefly debating on calling Malfoy or Ginny next, deciding then that Ginny was the lesser of two evils and dialing her.
"Hey there Hermione!" Ginny's high-pitched voice rang through the muggle cell device.
"Hey Ginny, what's the big secret that you couldn't tell Rosie?"
"Haha, no secret 'Mione! I just wanted to let you know that…Harry proposed last night!!"
"Really? Well, congratulations Gin. You'll have to give me the details tomorrow. Would lunch then be okay?"
"Yeah, no problem. Three Broomsticks, okay?"
"Mhm, I'll see you then Gin. Bye."
"Bye 'Mione! Love ya!"
"Love you too. Bye Gin." Hermione hung up the phone, not really wanting to dial Malfoy and talk about money so early in the morning, but decided to give him the run-around and ask to talk about it over dinner. Certain Slytherins were happier and less cranky when they had food in them, something she had learned in the beginning of their tentative building of their now somewhat strong friendship. Though she still wasn't comfortable calling him by his first name and he wasn't comfortable doing so with her name either, it seemed they both preferred last names when referring to the other. Hermione dialed him and waited for the familiar drawl that undoubtedly came from being the Malfoy heir.
"Hello Granger, I was wondering if I would have to run down to that library of yours and drag you out by that horrible hair of yours to finally talk business."
"Sod off, Malfoy. You and I both know very well that my hair isn't as bad as it used to be, thanks to your bloody idea of a birthday gift a few years back."
"Yes, well thank goodness I did that. Who knows what type of birds would be nesting it by now. As it is, Granger, I need to talk to you regarding the donations from Malfoy Enterprises to your library."
"Yes, yes, I know very well what you need to talk about Malfoy. But I've got Mcgonagall bringing in a group of Fourth- and Fifth-years in about ten minutes so I don't have time. Can you come by around closing time? I'll meet you outside and we can go to dinner wherever."
"Trying to fatten me up so I'll be more compliant with your demands, Granger? Naughty little witch, very well. I'll be there once that monstrosity of a library is closing. Later Granger."
"Good-bye Malfoy." Hermione rubbed her temples and glanced at her watch. It was only 10am, and Mcgonagall was on the verge of arriving with her students. Lifting herself up and groaning all the while, Hermione walked out of her office and headed to the floo to welcome her former mentor and the current Hogwarts students to the newly renovated, Albus Dumbledore Memorial Library.
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