Chapter 1: it's the law!

She dropped her copy of the Daily Prophet. How could those awful gits at the ministry believe that this abomination would solve anything? They were as good as treating
people, young women especially, as slaves! She took a deep breath to calm herself and, reread the article. the Minister of magic has recently approved a radical new
law to increase reproduction in the wizarding world; as well as decreasing wizard on muggle-born violence. All muggle-born females age 16 and over will submit to
marriage into a pure-blood family. Suitors will choose a female, and submit a Declaration of marital intent. If a female has no prospective suitors within two weeks,
she will be put on probation If another to weeks passes the ministry will revoke her wizarding priviligaes female must submit her reply within 30 days of being notified
of the Declaration of to do so will result in the revocation of wizarding the event of a female having no suitors, she will be put on
suspension of the right to preform be valid the marriage must be Consummated within two weeks. Conception may be put off by no more than 3 years.

Tears started to fall on the copy of The Daily Prophet she was holding. She noticed that the great hall was filled with sobbing young woman and bewildered looking
young men. She couldn't stand it! It may be selfish but, she could only deal with her own sadness right now. She practically ran onto the grounds away from the
castle. eyes blurred from the constant stream of tears, she ran to the only place she could think of. The edge of the Forbidden Forest. Nestled against the trunk of a
large Oak she allowed herself to sob. The air was barely above freezing but, in the grip of her own sadness she neglected to notice.

She didn't notice she was no longer alone until a cloak was wrapped around her shoulders Mrs. Granger, if you are bent on suicide, freezing to death is a rather slow
and melodramatic way to do it;don't you think? She was startled to see professor Snape offering her his hand, rather amused look on his face. "Follow me ." Professor
Snape said quietly."I can't go back in there.I can't talk to anyone right now."" Granger" he said, as if speaking to someone mentally impaired."that wasn't a
request"Meekly she took his proffered hand, and followed him into his dungeon rooms."professor?" "please refrain from questioning me half to death, until I have cast
the proper protective charms." Please try to calm yourself child". I don't do well with snivelling in my rooms". She laughed timidly as he handed her a cup of tea he'd
conjured. "this will calm you" She looked into the cup doubtfully." I assure you; if I wished to harm you, there are much more satisfying methods than
poisoning your tea"

She took a few shaky gulps of the tea. Immediately she began to feel calm." , I need you to make the Unbreakable-Vow that you will not speak of the things I
am about to tell you to anyone besides myself, unless given my permission. Obediently, she took out her wand and, clasped hands with her professor
was made the vow as he asked."thank you,make no mistake, my life as well as yours depends on your ability to keep the vow."

" please try to listen to what I am about to say without my having to put a silencing charm on you. Undoubtedly,you were sobbing because, you read about the
marriage law." "obviously" she said under her breath. She withered under his glare." "You have a problem mrs. Granger. You see,The dark Lord has taken an interest in
your marriage," she paled to the color of milk. He pretended not to notice."He has assigned several Death-Eaters to choose you. You would have a choice between suitors
but, it would be like choosing which snake to be bitten by." "harry and, ron" "Would be killed if you chose one of them The dark lord would kill anyone whom you chose
that wasn't a Death eater. He wants your intelligence . He wants to use you. At the same time he wants to send a message to Harry Potter. Hermione started to
cry. He expected him to snap at her. She did not expect the tea that was lifted to her lips, as if she were a small child. " , I am one of the Death-Eaters
ordered to choose you. If you accept, you will become a spy for The Head-Master. It is dangerous, hard, and sometimes painful . I would not choose this for you ,if
there was another choice. However, there isn't. I won't hurt you, abuse you, or make you a slave Hermione. He was kneeling in front of her now. His voice was soft.
"Will you marry me". Her face was red. her hands shaking." Y-Yes Proffessor I will marry you." "sign this."
His name was already written in beautiful flowing script. Hers looked awkward and scraly next to it she thought. " Hermione, we must seal the contract with a kiss"
He took her face in his hands. "Trust me".
and then gently touched his lips to hers, and gently leaned away. The Signed parchment Glowed Gold then dissapeared. With both our signaturel. it is sure to go
through