Married to the enemy

Chapter 1

"Charlie get ready we have dinner tonight." My mother yelled through my door.

"Dinner with who?" I asked with curiosity in my voice.

"You'll see please dress nice not just jeans and a jacket. I mean a dress with heels." She said through the door. I groaned then got out of bed. I went to my vanity and flicked on the light. Pictures from school covering the wall in front of me a slow smile crept onto my face seeing pictures with the Weasleys. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pastel pink dress. The top of it was form fitting the neck line was modest it. The bottom skirt was the length of a golf skirt but was pleated like a tennis skirt. I grabbed the heels that matched my dress and slipped it on I put on a natural lipstick and a bit of mascara. Fred always told me that mascara made my hazel eyes pop. I brushed my hair and pinned part of it back I quickly looked in the mirror then smiled. I sprayed a little perfume on them walked towards my door. I opened it then walked to the dining hall where I heard voices erupting I held my head up proud and pasted a smile on my face when I opened the door to see who was there the smile quickly dropped. "Malfoy?" I said with distaste in my voice.

"Pleasure to see you too Albrecht." He smirked then turning back to my mother. "Mother and Father will be here shortly I'm sorry about you having to wait."

"It's no problem dear. Charlie would you come sit down dinner will be out shortly." I glared at Draco who still had that stupid smirk plastered onto his face. All of the sudden Mr and Mrs Malfoy appeared and hugged my mother and father. Everyone sat down at the table and food arrived. We all had began digging into our meals when my father broke the cold silence.

"So I know you two are wondering why we have sat you down here it's because we have all decided you two will get married." I started to choke on the food that was in my mouth and Draco dropped his fork.

"No." I gasped for air finally letting it fill my lungs.

"What she said." Draco agreed. Probably the only thing we have ever agreed on.

"It's not up to you two." Draco's father cut in.

"Bloody hell it is up to us we are the ones getting married." Draco protested.

"Please just think about it." My mother pleaded.

"No." I got up from the table and threw down my napkin.

"Charlotte last time I knew we excused you from the table." I apparated to the first thing that popped into my head a hole in the wall bar in diagon alley. I walked in and headed straight to the bar.

"Double fire whiskey." I said to the bar tender.

"That'll be 15 galleons Ms. Albrecht." I threw it on the bar and shot down the whiskey as if it was water.

"I'll take the same thing as her." I heard behind me. I slowly turned around to see Draco standing there with bags under his eyes.

"Are you following me now?" I chuckled the turned back around.

"Oh piss off Albrecht, and it would be an honor to marry me." He said while grabbing his glass.

"An honor to marry a death eater." I huffed then all of the sudden I was spun around and Draco's wand was pointed at my forehead.

"Don't ever bring that up. That was the old Draco."

"Once a Slytherin always a Slytherin."

"From what I heard you weren't so perfect yourself. You slept around like a whore you think I want to marry a whore like yourself." He smirked.

"What's your body count huh." I asked with my head tilted.

"9 and yours?"

"1." I smiled them turned back around.