CHAPTER ONE
She ran out of her parents house as fast as she could, ignoring their yells begging her to come back. Tears were streaming down her cheeks like a waterfall and she was unable to stop them. In moments she disapparated and found herself in the Forest of Dean. Snow covered the entire ground, crunching under her feet as she continued to run as fast as she could. Eventually she became too tired to carry on and fell to her knees, crying softly.
The news she'd just received from her parents moments ago had shattered her entire world. Just before the end of the war, Voldemort had found her parents and restored their memories. He'd threatened them, tortured them and just as they were on the brink of death, offered them a deal. Without thinking about it, they had accepted. They didn't want to die, they'd wanted to grow old together and watch their daughter grow too, maybe marry and have children. What they didn't realise was that their dreams were going to become part of the Dark Lord's plan. He'd known for a while that there was a chance he might be defeated by Harry Potter and he wanted to be prepared for it. He wanted to make sure the world was still suffering in his absence. So he took the Grangers to Malfoy Manner just hours before the final battle against Hogwarts. It was there he made Narcissa Malfoy and Mrs. Granger make an unbreakable vow that would change their lives forever. He made them promise that in the event of his death, they would have their oldest children marry when they were both twenty years old.
The Pure blood Slytherin: Draco Malfoy, and the Muggle born Gryffindor: Hermione Granger.
As to be expected, Lucius Malfoy was not too happy about it. When attempting to change the Dark Lord's mind, he only caused the vow to worsen. If the two were not wedded one month after the news was announced to them, both Narcissa and Mrs. Granger would die in the most painful and brutal way possible. And yet, Lucius still persisted to sway the Dark Lord's opinion. It was this final remark that brought the Dark Lord's deal to a close. He stated that neither could divorce from the marriage, nor seek intimacy from another. They were to be together for life, destined to corrupt, stain and end the Malfoy family's pure blood. It was then Lucius Malfoy didn't utter another word and the vow was sealed.
She, Hermione Granger, would have to be married to Draco Malfoy within the month or her mother would die. Her body was shaking from the shock and she was struggling to breathe. Trying to calm herself down soon proved futile as she fell down onto the cold, snowy ground. Panic filled her entire body as she desperately tried to fill her lungs with oxygen, but she just couldn't do it. Her vision soon started to become cloudy and her eyes became heavy. Within moments she'd succumbed and let herself slip into unconsciousness.
It could have been minutes or hours later when she regained consciousness, she had no idea which though, having being awoken by the sound of voices. She tried moving, but her body felt frozen. When trying to open her eyes, she discovered she was far too weak.
"Are you sure she's here?" A voice asked, female. She was relatively close, maybe a few meters away at most. Hermione tried calling out to her, but her lips wouldn't open.
"Yes, the Ministry tracked her here. She hasn't moved in a few hours." Another voice stated. Male. He sounded familiar, it was a voice she hadn't heard in years though.
"Oh my god! There she is!" The female gasped and Hermione could hear the sound of footsteps running through the snow, getting closer to her by each passing second. She felt someone put their fingers on her throat, no doubt checking for a pulse.
"She's still alive, just." The male stated, then she felt something wrap around her. After that, her body was lifted up and she was being carried bridal style in someone's arms.
"Come on, lets get he back to the manor. Mum can take care of her there." The female ordered.
"What were you thinking Granger?" The male sighed, then she slipped back into the darkness.