Chapter 1

Ever Dark Lord that has reign needs a bride. The current Dark Lord is about to find out who his is by an ancient prophecy that changes to suit the purpose of the new Dark Lord. "My Lord, here is the scroll you asked for." A deatheater said bringing in the ancient scroll.

"You may leave it on the desk." Voldemort said.

The deatheater put the scroll on the desk, and turn to leave the room. Voldemort picked up the ancient tome, and unrolled it. At first it was blank, and then words begin to form on the scroll:

Once a Dark Lord reaches a certain power

He/she must marry

This person will be the friend of a great foe

They will have tremendous power with great equally

For this Lord, it will be the lion that you will marry

Find her and be happy.

The ancient word disappeared, and the Lord put the scroll on the table. "So, I am to marry Hermione Jean Granger. What a great surprise." He raised his sleeve to show his dark mark, and summon his most trustworthy deatheaters, Malfoy Sr. and Snape.

Hermione's House (12:00 A.M.)

Hermione was up late getting an early start on her O.W.L.s studies. When she heard the loud crack of someone apparating into her home, so she pulled out her wand to go investigate. Just as she open her bedroom door, she heard the words "Stupefy" before she fell to the ground. The black robe figure of Severus Snape picked her up and said, "Well, that was easy." He said to the other figure, who was Lucius Malfoy.

"Yeah, I thought she was smart. Let's get her to my house before her parents wake up." Malfoy said turning to leave the house.

Snape followed Malfoy outside, and asked him before he apparated away. "Why did he want Granger again?"

Malfoy turned, "I don't know. Maybe it will be announced at the meeting," he said apparating away. Snape followed suit. They both arrived at the gates, and Malfoy raised his wand to adjust the wards to allow Granger into the house. They walked up to the door, and Malfoy went in. Voldemort was in the parlor. "Place her in the room across from mine." He said to Snape, and he turned to Malfoy to tell him, "Make sure our other guest arrive on time." He turned to leave Malfoy to handle the arrival of his deatheaters.

Snape placed Granger in the green room, which his lord occupied the silver room across the hall. He left her to go to the scheduled meeting. At the Malfoy's courtyard were the meeting was to take place. Several deatheaters gathered around the a lone figure, who stood in the center. Young Malfoy was the only person who did not have a uniform on, so he stood out the most.

Voldemort clapped his hands, drawing the attention of all his followers. "Tonight, I have an important announcement to make. Has our guest of honor arrived yet?" he looked at Snape and Malfoy. They both nodded their heads, and he continued. "Tonight, I announce my upcoming married." He paused to give his followers time to adjust. "It is not my choice on whether I have to marry, it is destined. Every Dark Lord must marry as it is said in an ancient prophecy. Now the person that I must marry is non-other than our very own enemy's best friend, Hermione Granger." Outrage sounded throughout the yard and shouts of, "Filthy Mudblood," could be heard out of everyone's mouth. Voldemort had enough, so he raised his wand in the air, "Quiet, everyone." he said sending out an electric shock to everyone in the yard. All talking ceased after that.

"Everyone is dismissed, but know this, if she is harmed in anyway, I will come find who did it. You don't want me to do that." he said turning to the two Malfoy men that were still standing in the yard. "Lucius, I want her to stay her with you. I feel she will be protected best here."

"My Lord, what do we do when Dumbledore finds out that she is here?"

"We'll deal with him when the time comes."

"Where will you stay at?"

"I will stay here, in my old room, which right across from hers." He turned to Draco to address him. "When you get to school, you will act as her personal bodyguard. I don't want anything to happen to her."

"Yes, my lord." Draco said annoyed that he has to babysit a Mudblood. He turned to leave his father outside. His father followed suit, and they all would go to bed. None were happy about the upcoming event of telling the sleeping girl, in the green room, about her upcoming married.

A/N: I am new to writing Harry Potter stories, so be nice. Most of the character will probably be OOC, so please don't complain. I have wonderful plans for this story, so read and review please. I want some good advice too