A Marriage Made in Heaven...

A Marriage Made in Heaven…or Hell. Depending on Who You Ask

Chapter 1 

Hermione sat in the Head Boy and Girl compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Across from her sat Draco Malfoy. She ignored him as she read the DAILY PROPHET. Another four half-bloods and three Muggle-borns had been married off since the law went into effect four days ago.

“Why haven’t you left mudblood? I figured you would have been first in line to leave the country,” Draco asked arrogantly.

“That shows how little you know about me Malfoy. It’ll take more than this stupid Marriage Law to get rid of me,” Hermione shot back.

When the law was passed, Hermione had told her mother. Jennifer Granger was Hermione’s only supporter of being a witch at the moment in her family. When Hermione had returned home after her 6th year, she discovered that her father had been cheating on her mother and he wanted her to leave Hogwarts. Jennifer stood behind Hermione and that was the only reason she was allowed to return to Hogwarts. As of yet, she hadn’t received a Marriage contract. Yet, being the operative word. 

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“Severus, are you sure about this?” Roman asked as he sat in his son’s study.

“Yes father. We’ve been over the list at least twenty times and we kept coming back to her,” Severus answered as he paced.

“But she’s your student son. Won’t that cause a problem?” Roman questioned. 

“I’ve already spoken with Albus. If she insists on taking Potions, I’ll bring in a tutor. That is if she accepts my contract. Who else has filed for her?” Severus answered. 

“According to Giles, an Arthur Weasley on behalf of his son Ronald, Olivander, the old lecher, um…Robert Forsythe, and Lucius Malfoy on behalf of his son Draco,” Roman replied.

“Malfoy? He’ll kill her. After all, she helped me create the potion that helped destroy Voldemort. Send the contract right away. I won’t allow her to fall into Malfoy’s evil hands,” Severus growled.

“The contract was filed first thing this morning. You aren’t in love with this young lady are you?” Roman said.

“No, I’m not in love with her. I respect her and know how brilliant she is. Hermione Granger is destined for great things and deserves every opportunity to peruse it. I won’t stand by and watch such a brilliant mind go to waste,” Severus answered. 

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At the Welcoming Feast, Albus sat beside Minerva and Severus as the students ate in the Great Hall. He sighed as he saw several of the sixth and seventh year students wearing wedding bands. Due to the law, the castle had been altered to accommodate the newly wed students.

“This is barbaric! The Ministry is insane for passing this law,” Poppy snarled.

“I agree. All we can do is help the students adjust as best we can,” Albus sighed. 

“YOU HAD YOUR DAD DO WHAT!” Hermione’s voice carried across the hall.

“I had him file a Marriage contract for you and me,” Ron answered, his answer was heard by all since everyone had fallen almost silent. 

“Why did you do that?” Hermione demanded.

“We belong together and I want you as my wife,” Ron replied with a smile.

Before Hermione could say anything, five owls flew in and landed in front of Hermione. She knew instantly they were Marriage contracts. Without looking at anyone, she untied them and spotted Ron’s contract. 

“Here’s my answer Ronald,” she hissed as she promptly tore the contract in half. She grabbed the other four and stormed out of the Great hall. 

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“How dare he! Where did he get the bright idea that I would marry him!” Hermione growled as she entered her bedroom and plopped onto her bed. Laying on her back, she dropped the other contracts onto her nightstand to look at in the morning. She got off the bed, got undressed, put on her nightgown, turned out the lights, and laid down to sleep. 

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Down in the dungeons, Severus sat talking with Albus and Minerva. “She’s your student Severus. How could you even consider her?” Minerva exclaimed.

“Minerva, of all the eligible witches, me and my father kept coming back to her. If I don’t petition for her, Lucius will manage to secure her for that bastard he calls an heir. If that happens, she’ll be dead the second she delivers the required number of children. She’s too brilliant to let that happen,” Severus explained as he stared Minerva right in the eye.

“So, you’re doing this to protect her?” Albus questioned.

“Yes. I’m not in love with her. Do I respect her…yes. Would I consider her a friend… after the time we spent creating that potion, I would like to think so. Tomorrow after class I plan on talking to her about this,” Severus answered. 

“Then good luck. You saw what happened between her and young Ronald. Hopefully, she will be more open minded when you talk to her,” Albus said.

“I hope she’ll just hear me out and not curse me first. I’ve seen her in action during the final battle last year and personally, I don’t want to be on the receiving end of one of her curses,” Severus sighed.

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