Prologue
The Malfoy Sacred Trinity was a proverb all Malfoy's lived by- Safety, status and succession- all to ensure the Malfoy family line thrived now and forever. Currently, the succession of the Malfoy dynasty was being threatened hence the reason why Lucius Malfoy was currently meeting Kingsley Shacklebolt, the Minister of Magic.
The Wizarding world had been allowed a two year healing period after the war before a Ministry issued Marriage Law had been announced, all wizards over the age of 20 were to be wed in a bid to put an end to the diminished Wizarding population. All couples were to marry and have two children within 5 years.
Lucius Malfoy was living, breathing proof that money is the solution to all problems. Always. There isn't a single person on Earth who doesn't have a price, and lucky for him, he had pockets deep enough to accommodate. After paying enough Wizengamot members pre trial, Lucius nor his family ever saw the insides of an Azkaban cell, which didn't surprise a single soul who truly knew him. If there's one thing Lucius truly prided himself on, it would be that he'd always do what was necessary for his family.
Unfortunately for Lucius, there was no way for Draco to be exempt from the law, much to his indignation. Kingsley wouldn't meet the man's eye which only further irritated him, "Lucius, I'm afraid you won't be satisfied with the match, but rest assured, the testing process is extremely precise, this witch is the perfect partner for your son".
"And who exactly has my son been matched with?", not trying to mask his irritation, not at the Minister but at the scenario in general.
Kingsley finally looked him in the eye, "Hermione Granger. Draco's been matched with Hermione Granger".
What happened next, not even the greatest of seers could've predicted, Lucius Malfoy smirked in satisfaction.
"Oh on the contrary, Minister, I couldn't have even dreamed of a better match", his tone truly portraying his delight.