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"You're down to earth man with simple wishes?" Hermione spat at him the second they left Dumbledore's office.

Malfoy turned to look at her, his eyebrow quirked. From his coat he pulled out his own list and read, "Hermione Granger, seventh year Gryffindor at Hogwarts. Hermione is an elegant young lady and known for her mind blowing intelligence. She's got a thing for seekers. She's muggle born, her parents are human teeth doctors. Hermione's passionate about becoming the Minister of Magic one day."

Hermione snorted, "That's not me at all!"

"Yes I fully agree…….there's nothing elegant about you and well, your intelligence is but a gust of wind compared to my own." Malfoy said with a degree of loftiness that Hermione hadn't thought him capable off.

Hermione glared at him, "Oh you little-" but she stopped, trying to prove him very wrong, "You have no idea." She said instead threateningly, "I can do things that…….well lets not get graphic but let's say I'm warning you."

"I don't care what you can do…….just pick a wedding dress this weekend that's all I need you to do." Malfoy replied curtly before whisking round and storming down the stairs. Hermione chased him down, "Hang on, wait! Don't we need to talk?" she asked.

Malfoy looked over his shoulder at her, "We talked in Dumbledore's office. We're getting married in three weeks, first at school with your friends and family and then officially at my manor with my Death Eater buddies, after which we'll move in to the manor for the Christmas holidays and have lots of sex and babies as the law requires of us."

Hermione stopped in her tracks, "Sex?" she repeated, shock sinking in.

Malfoy sighed and rolled his eyes, "Yes sex Granger; you do know that's part of marriage don't you?"

Hermione sank down on to the steps and buried her head into her knees; she had gone completely scarlet now. Of course she knew that sex was part of marriage, she just hadn't realised it yet.

Malfoy, oh so tempted to abandon her on the steps and to continue with his dramatic exit, instead, against all his evil will forced himself to sit down next to her with a huge exaggerated sigh, "Calm down Granger." Hermione looked up, her breathing rather uncontrollable. "No need to hyperventilate Granger." Malfoy said, coaxing his voice with some difficulty into an imitation of a soothing tone.

Hermione shut her mouth, forbidding herself to make a noise; instead she squirmed awkwardly at the mere thought of having sex with Malfoy. Malfoy frowned, "C'mon sex with me can't be that bad. I promise you it would be way better then with Weasle! Think of poor Potter for instance, he's stuck for life with Parkinson, she's a dear but…." He trailed off appropriately.

Hermione laughed, although she still felt queasy. "That's better. Now got to Weasle's little sister, Weaslette and go shopping for a dress. Here's some money." Malfoy pulled a poach from his robe and dropped it unceremoniously into her hands.

Hermione dropped it immediately, the thump that followed was a good indication of how much was inside of it, "That's enough to buy a house for crying out loud!" she exclaimed.

Malfoy again rolled his eyes, "Well the wedding at the manor has to look genuine. I'm a Malfoy remember and my mother's organizing it so you better get the most expensive dress out there, and think slytherin okay? My mum will do all the organizing, all you have to do is get a dress."

Hermione inched away from the money in a way Ron would have cursed her for, "It's such a waste." She whined.

Malfoy nodded, "Yup. Accept it darling because soon you're going to be a Malfoy."

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Hermione sat on her bed staring gloomily at her wedding dress. Lavender and Parvati were fingering the soft material, looking enviously at it, "You're so lucky." Lavender whined.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at her, "Lucky?" she spat sarcastically, "What are you going on about, correct me if I'm wrong but I'm marrying Draco Malfoy, slytherin and not to mention Death Eater."

Lavender frowned, "Yeah that's a slight turn off but hey, his body is gorgeous!"

Parvati nodded her head enthusiastically, "Way better then my husband to be." Parvati said, "Neville," she added with a shudder.

Hermione blinked, "What's wrong with Neville?"

Lavender and Parvati shared a disgusted glance, "He's just so awkward," Parvati complained, "and his hair, I mean yuck." Lavender said with distaste. "Not to mention his clothing style." Parvati groaned, "And the way he talks, always stuttering!" Lavender scoffed.

Hermione noted that Lavender wasn't being particularly supportive to her friend, "But that's Neville on the outside, there is way more to Neville then that." Hermione said.

Parvati rolled her eyes, "Would you marry a guy who pees his pants whenever Snape so much as blinks at him? I think not."

Hermione crossed her arms, "Well if he's so terrible why didn't you pick another?"

Parvati sat on the bed with a sigh, "My mum forbade me to marry the other options. They're all older. Like most of them are between 25 and 30. Padma is so lucky. She's marrying Dean Thomas."

Lavender smiled, "I'm the luckiest of course. Lee Jordan for me. He's hot. I just love the dreads."

Parvati slumped back, "And Ginny has Oliver Wood. Luna gets Ron. Pansy Parkinson for crying out loud gets to marry Harry Potter. But me? No I get to marry Neville Longbottom, a chubby and spineless coward."

Hermione got up, "I can't believe this. Neville's my friend and he deserves much better then you. Neville is kind, and brave and caring. He's not great at Potions I admit but he's very good at Herbology and hair and clothing you can change you know?" she snapped.

Parvati glared at her, "That's easy for you to say, marrying the hottest guy in school."

Hermione stamped her feet angrily, "He's a Death Eater, he's NOT hot!"

Lavender dropped the skirt of Hermione dress and shrugged, "Calm down the both of you. Lets go down for dinner."

Parvati shot another hateful look at Hermione, who shot an equally murderous one back.

When they reached the Great Hall a bunch of sixth years and seventh year were crowding around the notice board. Ginny slipped away from the crowd, looking rather flustered.

She took Hermione by the arm and led her away from it, "Promise not to scream when I tell you this. Or to throw food items at people?" Ginny whispered.

Hermione hesitated, "That bad?"

Ginny nodded, "Promise?"

Hermione nodded hastily, "Yeah, I promise."

Ginny drew in a sharp breath, "Marriage classes, the Ministry orders it. Separate ones for boys and girls. They are replacing History of magic with it."

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRG." Hermione screamed.

Ginny flashed her a warning glare, "You promised!" she accused.

Hermione stomped her feet, a re-occurring event the last few days, "I had my fingers crossed behind my back." She snapped.

Ginny sat her down, and cautiously removed all knifes and forks from the surrounding area.

"I can't believe this!" Hermione hissed.

Ginny nodded sympathetically, "I know it's terrible."

"But History of Magic, it's important!" Hermione whined.

"Apparently the Ministry doesn't think so." Ginny sighed.

"Marriage classes?" Hermione snarled, "Let me guess who is teaching it."

Ginny winced, confirming Hermione's suspicions, "Umbridge," she murmured darkly.

Ginny nodded weakly, "And it gets worse."

Hermione spun around, "How much worse?"

Ginny sighed, this one would make Hermione very angry, this was also the main reason Ginny thought it smart to rid the area of potentially lethal cutlery, "You know the way they check if under aged wizards use magic?" Ginny said slowly.

Hermione nodded, "Yes…"

"They are going to do the same with all forms of contraceptive charms." She finished tentatively.

"WHAAAT?" Hermione bellowed, causing people in the nearby area to turn around and look at her curiously.

Hermione ignored them, "That's just." She said in a strangeled voice, "Euuurrrg."

"Your use of vocabulary leaves me standing amazed Granger," a voice said from behind her.

Hermione spun round, "Malfoy." She stated curtly, "What do you want?"

Malfoy, "Don't be so snappy girl. I'm your future husband, I believe some respect is in order."

Hermione hoped to god that this was acted, as Dumbledore requested them to show public despise for each other so that Death Eaters wouldn't grow suspicious, however she wasn't quite sure.

"I'll respect you if you deserve it, and you, ferret boy, do not." Hermione snapped back.

Malfoy crossed a hand over his heart, "You hurt me." And then with a snarl, "Not."

"You didn't answer my question," Hermione reminded him.

Draco sneered at her, "My mother will be visiting tomorrow. She'd like to see your dress and discuss wedding plans with you. Dress appropriately please. She also requests a meeting with your parents if that is possible."

Hermione frowned thoughtfully, "I'll write them, I still need to tell them about our engagement."

Malfoy nodded, "Very well, goodnight." He said courteously.

Ginny raised a sceptic eye brow at her, "I don't trust him." She said suspiciously.

Ginny didn't know about Dumbledore's assignment, only Harry and Ron did. As far as Ginny knew Malfoy was just another Death Eater.

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