AN: This story is property of JKR, only the twisted plotline is my own.
Dear Sir or Madam:
By order of the Minister of Magic, all subjects of Great Britain are hereby required to participate in the Wizarding Society Assimilation Program. As such, those who refuse will spend an undetermined amount of time in Azkaban and will suffer the seizure of their assets. In an effort to merge our two societies, and to help prevent further blood disputes, a two year program consisting of uninterrupted time for every person to become accustomed to the various responsibilities of the various sects of society.
The first part of this program is the selection of a Partner. Said Partner will be of a different background than yourself, for example, if you are from a muggle-background you will be paired with someone from an entirely wizarding-background. And vice-versa. Your partner will teach you all of the lessons, responsibilities, social taboos, etc. of their lifestyle. To make the process slightly easier, most Partners will be of the same gender so as to more easily facilitate the learning process.
The Second part of this program is learning to live in both societies. The first six-months will be spent in an entirely muggle location. Your wands will be kept in a safe location as will all other magical artifacts carried on your person. You and your Partner, will have shared living quarters in a muggle style house, and will be given a temporary job in the muggle work force, as close to your previous job as possible. Using only muggle appliances and tools, you will be responsible for acquiring your own food, transportation, entertainment, etc. The second six-months will be spent in an entirely magical location. Your wands and other articles will be returned to you. You will live in the other Partners normal area of residence and will learn how they interact with the magical community, the role of their family, and the differences in personal lifestyle.
The Third part of this program is combining the two societies. You and your partner will be given an undisclosed amount of money and will be responsible for furnishing a new residence of your choosing. For one full year you and your Partner will find a way to merge the two societies. There will be a list of accomplishments for you to finish during this time, should you not finish, both of you will be required to retake the program until successfully completed.
As this program is mandatory by law, there are several options over which you will have direct control. The first concerns your partner, each person is allowed to submit one name they refuse to work with under any circumstances. You will also be allowed to choose a pathway, enclosed separately, this will facilitate our effort in making your transition more seamless. Your Partner will be chosen from the same pathway as yourself.
Please enter the full name of the person you would, under no circumstances be able to work with on the attached piece of parchment. Your choice will immediately be recorded at the MOM and will help chose the partner closest to your personality and level of experience.
Sincerely, The Minister of Magic
Chapter One
Draco stared in silent bewilderment as the sheet of paper slowly floated to the ground. He must have been dreaming, there was no way that the Wizengamet or any of the other officials in the Ministry of Magic would willingly agree to this program.
But there it was, in bold script on the official parchment from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the proof that his world was about to end.
Thoughts swirled through his mind faster than he could sort through them. How was the Ministry going to fund such a widespread Program? How would the wizarding world function with half of its population stuck as Muggles? How would anything be accomplished? How much money had someone bribed the Ministry in order to pass that stupid law? How would the partners be chosen? How would they defend themselves without magic? How did they dare force the pureblood families to allow those vermin into there homes and teach them the fine points of such an elite society? What was that about buying a house together? What…
A timid knock on the door snapped his attention back to the task at hand.
The door slowly opened to show a scraggly house elf.
"Master Malfoy's presence is requested in the study, sir."
Draco looked up at the elf and forced a sneer on his face, "I'll be down shortly."
"Yes master." The elf bowed obediently and left.
Draco forced himself to collect his thoughts before meeting his father in the downstairs study. It would not due for his father to detect his unease and begin an interrogation.
Guests would be arriving soon for the annual Malfoy Christmas Dance and he had to be at his best. It was obvious that others had gotten the same letter, so he would just have to wait and listen in on any interesting gossip the topic brought up.
By the time the party was over, Draco was dead on his feet and in desperate need of an anti-headache potion. The Ballroom had been deafeningly loud with chatter and the debate over the new Law. Much of what was discussed was purely random guessing intermixed with a discussion of whose name each person did or didn't want to be paired with.
Draco was smug to notice that nearly everyone else at the party shared his anger at being forced to open their home to the prying eyes of those with lesser blood.
Falling back onto the bed, he tried to think about what to do about his current situation, but was asleep almost the instant his head hit the pillow.
When he arrived downstairs for breakfast, he had started formulating his plan.
"Tippy."
"Yes Master?"
"Send an urgent message to Mr. Foxly to meet me at 3:00 sharp this Afternoon."
"Of course Master."
He had at least six hours to kill before he met with Mr. Foxly to discuss the details of this new law. He decided that the best thing to do at the moment was contact of a few of his father's shadier friends and see what they could dig up on this new program.
Just as he was sitting down at his writing desk, a tawny barn owl began tapping rather loudly at the window.
Sighing, he opened the window to allow the bird entry. The bird tried to bite him as he removed the large envelope from its leg. As soon as it was free, the bird took off in a flurry of feathers, leaving Draco looking slightly unkempt and ill-tempered.
It was another letter from the Ministry. Hoping that it contained more information than the last letter, he quickly ripped it open. Only to be disappointed by the garish red and orange flowers that decorated the parchment.
Scanning the contents briefly he groaned. He had forgotten about the annual little 'get together' of the Ministry employees. He usually avoided such events but next to the Ministers signature was a handwritten note stating that attendance was mandatory.
Well, at least I might get some answers from this. He thought ruefully. Now, what to wear?
AN: Please review, it realy does help the writing process to know what the fans think. I will attempt to post regularly, but sometimes life will get in the way. Anyway, Thanks for reading!