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AN: ok, I took the idea from the WIKTT challenge on marriage, I changed it a bit because I want Hermione and Draco to get married. I don't want to create problems so if I'm not allowed to use the basic idea please let me know. The story is set in their seventh year.
1.
Breakfast in the Great Hall was a messy affair, she was usually trying to be there as early as possible in order to avoid the chaos and the noises but she was always unsuccessful because of Harry and Ron. Her two best friends stayed in bed until the last minute and she found herself today squeezed between the two, always talking about Quidditch and the homework that they didn't do.
When the owls started to arrive she pushed away her plate in order to avoid that her newspaper would be soaking in milk and cereals. The owl dropped her copy of the Daily Prophet and surprisingly another owl dropped a letter for her.
She quickly scanned the front-page of the newspaper and she gasped. Harry and Ron turned their faces eyeing her with concern. "Something is wrong Mione?" And then they heard sobs all around them, few girls were sobbing uncontrollably on their friends' shoulders. The two third of the Golden Trio looked again at their best friend and they saw her ashen face.
Hermione seriously said "The Ministry passed the Marriage Law, every muggle- born witch over 17 can be petitioned by a pureblood. If we don't accept within two weeks from the proposal we will be asked to leave the Wizarding World and to never return". She then turned her attention to the letter, she carefully opened and she felt relieved, the letter was from the Headmaster
Dear Miss Granger,
Can you please come to my office at the end of your lessons? The password is Sugar Quill.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts
Harry and Ron were reading the letter with her and they all agreed that the Headmaster might have found a way to protect Hermione or a loophole in the Law for her. She suddenly felt someone staring at her and when she raised her eyes she saw Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Head Boy ferret looking at her with mild interest.
She sighed thinking that she didn't need a staring contest with the git, not now not ever, although this last year he had been almost civil to her. Since they were Head Boy and Head Girl, he had never called her with the M- word.
They didn't get along well, they usually avoided each other as much as possible but she felt that at least he seemed not to hate her very much. Obviously they disliked each other but since the beginning of the year they had a kind of truce.
The day had been long, the muggle-born witches who were already 17 had started to receive marriage proposals and some of them had been taken to Madam Pomphrey in hysterics after learning that the groom was either a Death Eater or a son of a Death Eater.
The Slytherin had been going around school with smug expressions on their faces, all smirking and grinning thinking of their future 'Mudblood wives'. She shuddered, some of the guys in that wicked house gave her the creeps.
She had noticed that Malfoy was not among them and she wondered if he had found a way not to marry a muggle-born. She had read about Narcissa Malfoy now the Head of the Malfoy family after Lucius had been thrown in Azkaban. Narcissa desperately needed to have the approval of the Ministry to regain the Malfoy respectability and Hermione was sure that she would 'purchase' a muggle wife for his son. Just for the sake of appearances. She shuddered again, feeling sorry for the poor witch who would become Mrs Draco Malfoy.
She approached the Gargoyles of the Headmaster's office, hoping that maybe he had a solution for her predicament. She muttered the password and after the stairs she found herself in Dumbledore's office. Professor Snape was there too and although she found it a bit odd she greeted both wizards and took seat in one of the chairs.
Albus watched one of the most intelligent witches that have ever graced Hogwarts and sighed. "Miss Granger as you know, they finally managed to pass the Marriage Law. I'm sorry that I failed you and the other muggle- born, I tried my best but I was outnumbered at the voting."
Hermione looked at him and then at Professor Snape "Then there is nothing that can be done. The law will stay and I either marry or leave. Very well, you will have my wand the day I turn 17. I will not obey them and seeing that I'm not particularly needed here I will try to adapt my life again as a muggle"
Severus smirked "Miss Granger for as much as I would be happy to get rid off your know-it-all self I must disagree with your last sentence. You are much needed here, I have been training you secretly in the fine art of Potion for all your sixth year and I plan to go on doing so until you don't get your Potion Mistress diploma. You can't leave the wizarding world because you are the only one who can take my place if something happens to me. Potter and Weasley need you too and you are a Gryffindor through and through therefore you will not abandon us."
Hermione was surprised by his speech and after a minute of silence replied "Professor Snape are you trying to convince me to stay with this poor excuse of a compliment?"
Severus's smirk widened "Did it work?" she snorted "Uhm, no the compliment didn't but you are right, the Order needs me. Have you got anyone on mind for me? Because someone from the Order will have to proposition for me, I will accept and then when the Law is repelled I can get an annulment."
Albus smiled "Yes, we have someone in mind for you Miss Granger. I'm sure that after a while you two will get along just fine." Hermione curiosity was piqued "Who is he?" Severus stopped Albus and smirked again "Please Albus give me the honour of telling her myself. Miss Granger you will be accepting Draco Malfoy's proposal"
Hermione laughed, she laughed until she could not breath anymore and then wiping away the tears from her eyes said "That was a good joke Sir. For a moment I really believed that you wanted me to marry Malfoy, the I-want-to- be-a-Death-Eater-and-kill-all-the-muggle-Malfoy."
The Headmaster cleared his throat "Miss Granger, I assure you that Severus was not joking. Young Malfoy has been a spy for the order since the beginning of his sixth year. He got the Dark Mark during the summer of his fifth year but for some reasons, which I believe he should tell you if he wants, he decided to switch sides. No one know except me, Severus and now you."
She was stunned, she would have never believed that Draco Malfoy, the evil bastard Draco Malfoy was working to bring down Voldemort. "What does he think about it? Because you told him about your plan, didn't you?"
Severus once again talked "He agreed with us. It's the best way to keep you safe and protected. He was not happy either but he understands that there is no other option. Although he suggested that I should marry you" Hermione's look of horror didn't go unnoticed and the two older wizards chuckled. "There is always something worst than Mister Malfoy, don't you think?"
Hermione was very pallid "Sir if you haven't got anything else to tell me I need some time alone. I will not speak about the content of our conversation with Harry and Ron but you will have to think of an excuse for the reason why I will choose to marry Malfoy." The Headmaster smiled benevolently at her "Don't worry child we will think of something"
AN: Thanks for reading.
AN: ok, I took the idea from the WIKTT challenge on marriage, I changed it a bit because I want Hermione and Draco to get married. I don't want to create problems so if I'm not allowed to use the basic idea please let me know. The story is set in their seventh year.
1.
Breakfast in the Great Hall was a messy affair, she was usually trying to be there as early as possible in order to avoid the chaos and the noises but she was always unsuccessful because of Harry and Ron. Her two best friends stayed in bed until the last minute and she found herself today squeezed between the two, always talking about Quidditch and the homework that they didn't do.
When the owls started to arrive she pushed away her plate in order to avoid that her newspaper would be soaking in milk and cereals. The owl dropped her copy of the Daily Prophet and surprisingly another owl dropped a letter for her.
She quickly scanned the front-page of the newspaper and she gasped. Harry and Ron turned their faces eyeing her with concern. "Something is wrong Mione?" And then they heard sobs all around them, few girls were sobbing uncontrollably on their friends' shoulders. The two third of the Golden Trio looked again at their best friend and they saw her ashen face.
Hermione seriously said "The Ministry passed the Marriage Law, every muggle- born witch over 17 can be petitioned by a pureblood. If we don't accept within two weeks from the proposal we will be asked to leave the Wizarding World and to never return". She then turned her attention to the letter, she carefully opened and she felt relieved, the letter was from the Headmaster
Dear Miss Granger,
Can you please come to my office at the end of your lessons? The password is Sugar Quill.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts
Harry and Ron were reading the letter with her and they all agreed that the Headmaster might have found a way to protect Hermione or a loophole in the Law for her. She suddenly felt someone staring at her and when she raised her eyes she saw Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Head Boy ferret looking at her with mild interest.
She sighed thinking that she didn't need a staring contest with the git, not now not ever, although this last year he had been almost civil to her. Since they were Head Boy and Head Girl, he had never called her with the M- word.
They didn't get along well, they usually avoided each other as much as possible but she felt that at least he seemed not to hate her very much. Obviously they disliked each other but since the beginning of the year they had a kind of truce.
The day had been long, the muggle-born witches who were already 17 had started to receive marriage proposals and some of them had been taken to Madam Pomphrey in hysterics after learning that the groom was either a Death Eater or a son of a Death Eater.
The Slytherin had been going around school with smug expressions on their faces, all smirking and grinning thinking of their future 'Mudblood wives'. She shuddered, some of the guys in that wicked house gave her the creeps.
She had noticed that Malfoy was not among them and she wondered if he had found a way not to marry a muggle-born. She had read about Narcissa Malfoy now the Head of the Malfoy family after Lucius had been thrown in Azkaban. Narcissa desperately needed to have the approval of the Ministry to regain the Malfoy respectability and Hermione was sure that she would 'purchase' a muggle wife for his son. Just for the sake of appearances. She shuddered again, feeling sorry for the poor witch who would become Mrs Draco Malfoy.
She approached the Gargoyles of the Headmaster's office, hoping that maybe he had a solution for her predicament. She muttered the password and after the stairs she found herself in Dumbledore's office. Professor Snape was there too and although she found it a bit odd she greeted both wizards and took seat in one of the chairs.
Albus watched one of the most intelligent witches that have ever graced Hogwarts and sighed. "Miss Granger as you know, they finally managed to pass the Marriage Law. I'm sorry that I failed you and the other muggle- born, I tried my best but I was outnumbered at the voting."
Hermione looked at him and then at Professor Snape "Then there is nothing that can be done. The law will stay and I either marry or leave. Very well, you will have my wand the day I turn 17. I will not obey them and seeing that I'm not particularly needed here I will try to adapt my life again as a muggle"
Severus smirked "Miss Granger for as much as I would be happy to get rid off your know-it-all self I must disagree with your last sentence. You are much needed here, I have been training you secretly in the fine art of Potion for all your sixth year and I plan to go on doing so until you don't get your Potion Mistress diploma. You can't leave the wizarding world because you are the only one who can take my place if something happens to me. Potter and Weasley need you too and you are a Gryffindor through and through therefore you will not abandon us."
Hermione was surprised by his speech and after a minute of silence replied "Professor Snape are you trying to convince me to stay with this poor excuse of a compliment?"
Severus's smirk widened "Did it work?" she snorted "Uhm, no the compliment didn't but you are right, the Order needs me. Have you got anyone on mind for me? Because someone from the Order will have to proposition for me, I will accept and then when the Law is repelled I can get an annulment."
Albus smiled "Yes, we have someone in mind for you Miss Granger. I'm sure that after a while you two will get along just fine." Hermione curiosity was piqued "Who is he?" Severus stopped Albus and smirked again "Please Albus give me the honour of telling her myself. Miss Granger you will be accepting Draco Malfoy's proposal"
Hermione laughed, she laughed until she could not breath anymore and then wiping away the tears from her eyes said "That was a good joke Sir. For a moment I really believed that you wanted me to marry Malfoy, the I-want-to- be-a-Death-Eater-and-kill-all-the-muggle-Malfoy."
The Headmaster cleared his throat "Miss Granger, I assure you that Severus was not joking. Young Malfoy has been a spy for the order since the beginning of his sixth year. He got the Dark Mark during the summer of his fifth year but for some reasons, which I believe he should tell you if he wants, he decided to switch sides. No one know except me, Severus and now you."
She was stunned, she would have never believed that Draco Malfoy, the evil bastard Draco Malfoy was working to bring down Voldemort. "What does he think about it? Because you told him about your plan, didn't you?"
Severus once again talked "He agreed with us. It's the best way to keep you safe and protected. He was not happy either but he understands that there is no other option. Although he suggested that I should marry you" Hermione's look of horror didn't go unnoticed and the two older wizards chuckled. "There is always something worst than Mister Malfoy, don't you think?"
Hermione was very pallid "Sir if you haven't got anything else to tell me I need some time alone. I will not speak about the content of our conversation with Harry and Ron but you will have to think of an excuse for the reason why I will choose to marry Malfoy." The Headmaster smiled benevolently at her "Don't worry child we will think of something"
AN: Thanks for reading.