PROLOGUE
I'm Virginia Weasley.But, since everyone refers to me as Ginny, hardly anyone knows my actual name.
Anyhow, as I was saying, im 17,and a seventh year student at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry...if you must know.
And from the past one week, my absolutely wonderful life has been flipped and crushed in every way possible to make it the miserablest ever.
Did I say miserablest? Change it to pathetic.
And do you want to know why exactly has this happened? Why exactly is my life a major living hell right now?
It's because of this one idiotic person who's stuck to me like glue...even stronger than that perhaps. Its because, I'm married to a certain git.
Isn't that lovely? Makes me barf every time I think of it.
It all began one fine Monday morning. You see, as the destruction of Voldemort was at its peak (yes, Voldemort...he's dead. so no need to flinch at his name), everyone, which includes Harry, Hermione and Ron mostly...had to abandon school for two years to fight. But me, I abandoned just one year. So, now, im in seventh year along with my stupid brother, Harry and my very good friend Hermione.And not to mention...Malfoy.
Anyways, where was I? Ah, yes, the Monday morning. So I was happily trotting along to my transfiguration class, along with Harry and Hermione (Ron for some reason has gotten really distant lately.ofcourse, it could be because of lavender. but I haven't got any proof). The class went on usaul, with an announcement in the end.
Professor Mcgonagall stood up, and looking all stately and stern, went,"Class, I have an important announcement to make. From this year, we have decided to introduce a project in your free time. It shall be graded, so I want you all to take this seriously. Moreover, your partners will be chosen by default, and working with them is mandatory." She took a deep breath and I heard Hermione whisper something to Harry and then giggle. What was all this about?
"So, please check up on the list in your common rooms to check for your partners, for the Marriage Project."
Several girls giggled, and even some boys. Others wore a look of pure shock on their faces...Like me.
Married? Me married to someone...what would this help for? And that too in school.
I raised my hand and asked the pretty same question. The reply I got, if not unbelievable, was completely laughable.
"Miss Weasley, not only will this project help you in future, but it will also give you money managing, and house keeping, and many other skills." she replied sounding somewhat miffed that I ventured to ask this question.
So I kept my mouth shut, and convinced myself that this would be for the best.
Classes ended, I was miserable.
I hadn't transfigured my Kneazle sucessfully. Hermione had. Even Harry could.
I couldn't talk to Ron .He would pop in late to class and then simply vanish off.
And I got a detention off Snape for 'Looking at him in a suspicious way'
You would think god would be much more nicer to me after that. But I soon figured out that even he had a thing for troubling me to death.
As I walked up to the notice board, tired, sleepy and wondering whom my unfortunate partner would be (and secretly hoping it would be that cute guy from Ravenclaw.), I was completely unaware of the shock that awaited me.
For just beside my name was, you must have guessed till now...His name.
I gasped, and then grasping hold of the situation...Screamed.
Many people looked at me qeustionigly. Hermione looked miffed that I interrupted her work. Ron and Harry looked up from a game of wizard's chess. Both concerned. My best friend Violet gave me a questioning look.
"Gin?" Ron was the first one to ask.
I didn't reply, but simply pointed to the parchment.
He got up. Came to the parchment, and scanned through it. And then unbelievably, he smiled!
"Oh...Me and Lavender! And look Harry, you've got Hermione"
I didn't even bother to look back and see Harry's, Hermione's or Lavenders reactions...and waited till Ron reached my name.
"And Ginny, you've got-" He froze, and then spoke in a strained and controlled voice, "We need to fix this up"
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Nothing fixed up though. I just had to carry on. And so, now i' m here, wondering how will tommorow, the first day of the project go. Whether ill be able to stay calm, or ill blow my top the second I see him, or will I hex him nicely, or will he insult me.
Whatever happens. Im not ready for it.
And I' m sure it's going to be the worst day of my life.
Because being married (even though its just a project and doesn't have the...er...naughty parts.), is one thing, but being married to (ditto the brackets), a total git like Draco Malfoy, is another.