Hey. I figure it was time to put up a new story.

Things to know before you begin reading. This is set in the 7th year. Harry has killed Voldemort. And the HBP never happened.

With that said let the story begin.

Arranged Marriage.

My Dearest Son,

How was your trip to Hogwarts? Your Mother and I hope that you ran into no trouble on the train. I am sure that you are curios as to why we are writing you so soon. We just couldn't face having to tell you this news face to face. So here it is. When you were born there was a law to keep pure bloods alive.

That meant that we had to sign a blood contract that once you graduate Hogwarts you would marry Miss Pansy Parkinson. We are regretful of our hasty choice in partners. You are a very bright young man and we know that you will find a way out of this.

Remember we love you very much. See you at Christmas.

Your ever loving parents,

Lucius and Narissa.

Draco could do nothing but stare in shock at the note he received from his parents. It had taken 5 times reading it before it sunk in. Why me? Was all that he could think. Laying down he placed his pillow over his face and applied pressure until blissful darkness claimed his restless mind.

Dream

"Leave me alone, please. Not I don't want to hang out right know."

Why can't she get the hint? I'm GAY. I've told her that I want to break it of but she doesn't think my reasons are good enough. I can't tell her that I want to dump her because I'd rather be with that blond god.

Merlin please save me.

The boy sat and cried trying to find some release from his internal hell.

End Dream.

Draco woke with a jolt. 'Perfect. I have to talk to him soon.' Was all he had time to think before he was pounced on by that stupid pug faced bitch. "Drakie have you heard? You must have. Isn't it wonderful? We came get married in June and we can invite all the slytherins and our families. Oooo I'll have to get a dress. Can't be white though. Sorry Drakie. We'll have to have a big wedding with…" Draco shut out the annoying sound of Pansy's voice.

Merlin he asked for help, now let him except it. "and we'll need to get a band and…" "Shut UP!" Draco couldn't stand it right now. Pansy looked shocked for a moment before saying, "Isn't my Drakie so cute when he hasn't had enough sleep." Giggling she got up and left the room.

As soon as she was out of sight he put every locking charm he knew on the door. Grabbing a piece of parchment he wrote elegantly.

Dearest Harry,

I heard of your request for help against the little weaslette. Please meet me in the room of Requirement tonight at 8:30. Please come alone. I will not harm you under a wizard's oath. Please send you answer as soon as possible.

Draconis Lucius Malfoy.

After rereading it, Draco rolled it up and gave it to his owl. "Give this to Potter during breakfast this morning. He then proceeded to spend an hour dressing and doing his hair to perfection. He headed up to the Great Hall with Pansy chasing him like a dog the whole way.

Draco pretended to read the Daily Prophet when he was really watching Harry over the top. Harry had just received the letter and it looked like he had just won a trip to any where in the world. He quickly removed another piece of parchment and proceeded to write his answer. Weasel and The mud blood were trying to see what he was writing and to who.

Harry tied the note to Draco's owl and told him to go now. Draco was amazed at Harry's boldness but knew this would work to there advantage. Every voice in the Great Hall stopped in shock as they Watched Draco open the note. And smiled like he won the lottery.

Dearest Draco,

If you can solve my problem I would do anything for you. See you at

8:30.

Harry James Potter.

Two people were looking very unhappy at this exchange. Pansy and Ginny looked like they could kill just by looking at some one. They were not going to share there sweet hearts with any one. Everyone else was to shocked to finish breakfast. Even the teachers were in shock at the exchange between the two biggest rivals in the school.

They seemed like they were really getting alone. Dumbledore's usual twinle was going full force all ways seeing what's to come. Or so he thought.