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PROLOGUE:
The war was over about a year back now.
Second chances were given to those who deserved them.
Harry had vouched for the Malfoys in front of the wizarding court, pledging for their request of pardon. He had seen a ray of hope, a hope of change in them and he wanted them to have a second chance. He had told everyone about how Draco had stood up for his classmates by refusing to give their identities away and then fought on the light side at the Battle that ensued at Hogwarts. He had told everyone how Narcissa had lied for him to Lord Voldemort himself. He had believed that Lucius loved his family enough to not muck up for them anymore.
The war was over about a year back now.
Certain things had changed.
Some small ones - like Percy now met his family every Sunday for lunch again. Some big ones – like sometimes these Weasley family lunches were graced by the presence of Mrs Narcissa Malfoy and her son, the young Mr Draco Malfoy.
The war was over about a year back now.
Everyone was busy piecing their lives together.
To avoid the chances of such a calamity arising in the future again, the ministry had put forth the Pureblood – Muggle-born Marriage Law, thanks to which, no pureblood was allowed to marry another pureblood. It served three purposes, as long as the ministry was concerned:
(1) the mixing of the bloodlines would pave way for a newer stronger generation of witches and wizards while reducing the probabilities of squib births
(2) these new, powerful witches and wizards would all have a parent from both sides of the quantum, reducing the risks of maniacs like Voldemort splitting the population on bloodlines again
(3) it would increase the wizarding population that was at an all-time low after the bloodshed at the recent war and its preceding years.
The war was over about a year back now.
Everyone wanted to move on.
Since there was nothing that could be done to turn the tide of that particular law, everyone just accepted it meekly, still looking for some sort of semblance in life.