Arranged Marriage

Chapter one

Disclaimer: all characters are from the Harry Potter Universe and belong to JK Rowling.

Draco's view  

The war has ended and last I saw of everyone was when Voldemort was trying to recruit people to join his side when Harry Potter faked being dead. My mother and father had called me over and we left heading straight back to Malfoy Manor to clean up the mess that all the death eaters had made to our house. Once we got to the Manor my father started running around like a maniac, he had put a will in place in case he died or if he went to jail. My mother had put up some precautions in place as well some of which I had not been informed about. They had to make sure that I would not end up in Azkaban like my father would eventually be once Harry and the rest of Hogwarts defeat Voldemort and kill him ending the Wizarding War. 

My parents rush around collecting things and my mother tells me to pack some clothing and essentials into a bag. "Draco, come here," my father says from the sitting room. I walk in to find my mother and father standing in the middle of the room. "Unfortunately, your father will be leaving because he will be put into Azkaban otherwise, he has not told me where he will be going in case I have to go to the ministry. However, to keep you safe and out of Azkaban we have arranged for you to get married. It will be happening in one week, which gives us enough time to get things into order. Your lovely bride will be here in a few days," my mother continues. I look at her in shock wondering which girl I will be married to for life. 

My father then grabs his bag before saying his goodbyes to my mother and I, then leaving. I am unsure if I will ever see him again. My mother rushes around the house cleaning it up and removing things that remind her of the dark lord and all the death eaters that were staying here. I stand there wondering who my bride to was, what person would be saving me from ending up in Azkaban, who would ruin their life for me. My mother continues wondering around the house before handing me a letter. 

The letter reads: 

Dear Mr Malfoy, 

The ministry gives permission for Draco Lucius Malfoy to be pardoned of all accusations and any crimes that have been committed. In order for this to take place Draco Lucius Malfoy must marry. It has been arranged that Draco Lucius Malfoy will be married on the 12th of June 1998 to Hermione Jean Granger. The wedding will be held in Malfoy Manor with representatives of the Ministry and an officiant of the Ministers choosing. This marriage is to be an unbreakable marriage, where both the bride and groom are unable to divorce. 

Signed Kingsley Shacklebolt 

After reading over the letter my mouth drops open and the letter drops from my hands to the floor. Unable to process this my mother comes over to me, "I am sorry Draco, Hermione is going to be here in two days, so we need to rid this house of any death eater or Voldemort evidence". I walk away towards my room and clean it. 

My brain ticks over about everything, why would Hermione agree to do this, I have liked her for a long time, but I would never have been able to move on the feelings I have for her but now we are able to be wed. We have to figure out how to work on being friends and then hopefully move from there into a romantic relationship. We will find out in two day what is going to happen and how this is going to work out. I go to bed that night my brain not being able to stop ticking over everything. 

Hermione's view 

Voldemort is dead, Harry is alive, and in just over a week I am getting married to non-other than Draco Malfoy. How did I manage to get myself into situations like this? I mean I have liked him ever since fourth year when he looked so handsome in his suit at the Yule Ball, but would he ever really like me back. I mean his psycho Aunty that carved Mudblood into my forearm, a name which he called me ever since second year. However, Draco was never a bad person really, yes, he took the dark mark, but he did that to save his family. He never hurt anyone; he didn't even kill Dumbledore when he was asked to from Voldemort. He was just a child but now he is an adult and about to become my husband on the 12th. 

After the war ended, I packed my things up and wrote letters to everyone about what I was doing and where I would be if they needed me. I would also invite them to the wedding as it is my wedding whether the Malfoy's want them there or not. I apparate to Grimmauld Place and figuring out what is going to be happening. In the morning I will owl Mrs Malfoy to inform her that I would be arriving a day earlier than expected to set everything in place for my wedding. I go to bed that night and my brain races, knowing I will wake up exhausted.