Title: Union After
Summary: Hermione was forced to marry a pureblood Wizard after the war and six years later her husband wants to call in on the contract. What can she do to break it? HG/LM, HG/SS.
Notes: Greatly inspired by the Marriage Law Challenge.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything!
Pairings: This is at heart a Severus and Hermione story. Hermione has feelings for Lucius at first but that soon changes when she sees that other men do want her.
"Professor Malfoy, you have a guest," said the School Elf Loki. "Should I show Mr Malfoy inside?"
At that name Hermione's eyes shot up instantly toward the door way of her Office and half expected to see her husband standing there with Loki. A husband that she wasn't supposed to see ever again.
Instead of who she was expecting it was her stepson who stepped past the Elf in the door way.
"Draco, it's been a few years," Hermione grinned getting up from her seat and embracing her old School mate. "You may go now, Loki." Hermione then told the Elf.
The Elf gave Draco a careful look before hurrying out of the classroom.
"I haven't seen you since you moved out of the manor after I got married." Draco replied softly.
The regret was clear in his voice.
"Well, there was no reason for me to stay," Hermione told him with a shrug. "Your father didn't like his new mudblood bride after a full year of her still not getting pregnant by his seed. He ordered me to go after I refused to pass the bar maids new son off as my own."
"Did you take something to stop getting pregnant?" Draco asked curiously. "I know after the first time it must have been difficult to keep trying."
"It was like giving your father permission to rape me, Draco," Hermione shot back icily and took a deep breath. "I never wanted to be married to him. I only agreed so that I could remain at Hogwarts until after Graduation. The Ministry would have ordered me back to the muggle world if I had refused Lucius' offer of marriage. Every muggleborn had to be either engaged or married before entering their final year. The pregnancy had been something that your father wanted to get out of the way to get the officials off of his back. I never had any intention of going that far with it. After I graduated I was going to use that as the reason for the divorce."
"But now that you had been pregnant the ministry won't allow you to end the marriage?" Draco said sadly. "My father is such a bastard, Hermione. I'm so sorry for what he's put you through. I wish I could make him end the marriage for you."
"It's been five years since I lived with him, Draco," Hermione told him bitterly and shook her head in her hands. "I don't see why he still wants me to be his wife. He's even told people that the bar maids boy is mine and I left them for Harry Potter. I think he named him Jackery after his real mother. Anne Jackery was her name. How obvious could that be, Draco?"
"I haven't seen him in years." Draco confessed. "I moved out after I caught him in bed with Sara and she told me that Elisabeth wasn't my daughter but my sister. Sara told me that she had wanted to confess before but my father wouldn't allow it. She had been fucking him all along under my nose. My own god damned father!"
"I'm sorry, Draco," Hermione whispered softly. "I never knew about Sara."
"I know," Draco smiled sadly and looked to the floor. "I should have married you before my father got his hands on you. My mistake, Granger."
"He would have took what he couldn't get anyway, Draco." Hermione said. "You and I both know that much."
"I'm sorry, Granger." Draco told her. "I truly am."
"I know." Hermione beamed at her old friend.
"So how is potions class treating you?" Draco asked changing the subject.
"Actually I only taught it a few times." Hermione said. "Severus recovered quickly after the war. Six months into the first year I took over DADA instead. He was livid! It was bloody fantastic!" She grinned widely at the memory.
"So is Potter still here?" Draco asked of his old childhood enemy. "I heard he became the Quidditch teacher for first years."
"Ron took over for him three years ago after Harry married Ginny and was offered a job by the ministry." Hermione told him happily.
"I'm suprised that Weasley never snatched you up then." Draco told her suggestively. "I know that legally you're bounded to my father still but surely you've taken a lover or two."
"There's been the odd one, thank you," Hermione told him with a blush to her cheeks. "But nothing more than an odd role in the sack. I don't believe getting someone in deeper with a relationship with a woman that is married to Lucius Malfoy, if only by name now even."
"Did you love my father, Granger?"
The question caught her by suprise.
How could I admit to loving a bloody Death Eater? Especially the number one Death Eater that had a hand in killing so many of my friends? Draco's too! How could I admit loving a man like that?
He didn't force me into the marriage. But he sure as hell left me with little other opptions than agreeing to be his wife!
Yeah, Draco, sure! I'll admit to being drawn in by those ice blue eyes and cold, steely stare. That tan, perfect body sure as hell had nothing to do with my agreeing. I wanted to jump your fathers bones as much as the next Hogwarts Witch. He was damned fine too in the sack!
He just didn't have an honest clue as to what I had really married him for. He thought me like your mother and wanted only his Hogwarts bank credits and name in exchange for free passage for a schooling career. It had been that at first. But then I was a fool enough to give a damn and he hurt me. Really and truly hurt me! But --I would go back for more if I thought he felt differently now. No, Draco, I can never tell you that!
"Draco, look--"
"I know," her friend grinned. "None of my business. I'll stay out of it, Granger. Don't worry!"
"Thanks Draco."
"Just leave yourself open to something else." Draco told her softly. "You don't have to be trapped with my father's shadows forever."
"I know."
"Good."
Summary: Hermione was forced to marry a pureblood Wizard after the war and six years later her husband wants to call in on the contract. What can she do to break it? HG/LM, HG/SS.
Notes: Greatly inspired by the Marriage Law Challenge.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything!
Pairings: This is at heart a Severus and Hermione story. Hermione has feelings for Lucius at first but that soon changes when she sees that other men do want her.
"Professor Malfoy, you have a guest," said the School Elf Loki. "Should I show Mr Malfoy inside?"
At that name Hermione's eyes shot up instantly toward the door way of her Office and half expected to see her husband standing there with Loki. A husband that she wasn't supposed to see ever again.
Instead of who she was expecting it was her stepson who stepped past the Elf in the door way.
"Draco, it's been a few years," Hermione grinned getting up from her seat and embracing her old School mate. "You may go now, Loki." Hermione then told the Elf.
The Elf gave Draco a careful look before hurrying out of the classroom.
"I haven't seen you since you moved out of the manor after I got married." Draco replied softly.
The regret was clear in his voice.
"Well, there was no reason for me to stay," Hermione told him with a shrug. "Your father didn't like his new mudblood bride after a full year of her still not getting pregnant by his seed. He ordered me to go after I refused to pass the bar maids new son off as my own."
"Did you take something to stop getting pregnant?" Draco asked curiously. "I know after the first time it must have been difficult to keep trying."
"It was like giving your father permission to rape me, Draco," Hermione shot back icily and took a deep breath. "I never wanted to be married to him. I only agreed so that I could remain at Hogwarts until after Graduation. The Ministry would have ordered me back to the muggle world if I had refused Lucius' offer of marriage. Every muggleborn had to be either engaged or married before entering their final year. The pregnancy had been something that your father wanted to get out of the way to get the officials off of his back. I never had any intention of going that far with it. After I graduated I was going to use that as the reason for the divorce."
"But now that you had been pregnant the ministry won't allow you to end the marriage?" Draco said sadly. "My father is such a bastard, Hermione. I'm so sorry for what he's put you through. I wish I could make him end the marriage for you."
"It's been five years since I lived with him, Draco," Hermione told him bitterly and shook her head in her hands. "I don't see why he still wants me to be his wife. He's even told people that the bar maids boy is mine and I left them for Harry Potter. I think he named him Jackery after his real mother. Anne Jackery was her name. How obvious could that be, Draco?"
"I haven't seen him in years." Draco confessed. "I moved out after I caught him in bed with Sara and she told me that Elisabeth wasn't my daughter but my sister. Sara told me that she had wanted to confess before but my father wouldn't allow it. She had been fucking him all along under my nose. My own god damned father!"
"I'm sorry, Draco," Hermione whispered softly. "I never knew about Sara."
"I know," Draco smiled sadly and looked to the floor. "I should have married you before my father got his hands on you. My mistake, Granger."
"He would have took what he couldn't get anyway, Draco." Hermione said. "You and I both know that much."
"I'm sorry, Granger." Draco told her. "I truly am."
"I know." Hermione beamed at her old friend.
"So how is potions class treating you?" Draco asked changing the subject.
"Actually I only taught it a few times." Hermione said. "Severus recovered quickly after the war. Six months into the first year I took over DADA instead. He was livid! It was bloody fantastic!" She grinned widely at the memory.
"So is Potter still here?" Draco asked of his old childhood enemy. "I heard he became the Quidditch teacher for first years."
"Ron took over for him three years ago after Harry married Ginny and was offered a job by the ministry." Hermione told him happily.
"I'm suprised that Weasley never snatched you up then." Draco told her suggestively. "I know that legally you're bounded to my father still but surely you've taken a lover or two."
"There's been the odd one, thank you," Hermione told him with a blush to her cheeks. "But nothing more than an odd role in the sack. I don't believe getting someone in deeper with a relationship with a woman that is married to Lucius Malfoy, if only by name now even."
"Did you love my father, Granger?"
The question caught her by suprise.
How could I admit to loving a bloody Death Eater? Especially the number one Death Eater that had a hand in killing so many of my friends? Draco's too! How could I admit loving a man like that?
He didn't force me into the marriage. But he sure as hell left me with little other opptions than agreeing to be his wife!
Yeah, Draco, sure! I'll admit to being drawn in by those ice blue eyes and cold, steely stare. That tan, perfect body sure as hell had nothing to do with my agreeing. I wanted to jump your fathers bones as much as the next Hogwarts Witch. He was damned fine too in the sack!
He just didn't have an honest clue as to what I had really married him for. He thought me like your mother and wanted only his Hogwarts bank credits and name in exchange for free passage for a schooling career. It had been that at first. But then I was a fool enough to give a damn and he hurt me. Really and truly hurt me! But --I would go back for more if I thought he felt differently now. No, Draco, I can never tell you that!
"Draco, look--"
"I know," her friend grinned. "None of my business. I'll stay out of it, Granger. Don't worry!"
"Thanks Draco."
"Just leave yourself open to something else." Draco told her softly. "You don't have to be trapped with my father's shadows forever."
"I know."
"Good."