Together for ever

A wife

Psst! Potter...Potter!" A voice whispered somewhere behind him. Glancing over his shoulder he noticed a girl from Beauxbatons trying to get his attention.
"Yes, do you need something?" He asked quietly.
"I've been sent to get you Fleur wants to talk to you," She said.
"Why? Why does she want to talk to me I'm nothing special," he replied as he looked down.
"Look I don't really know why she wants to talk to you, but she does and as the reigning queen of the school I need to follow her requests. So please come with me she not far away." She pleaded with the boy.
He sighed "Fine, let's go." Packing up his bag he followed the French witch further into the library. Something made him want to turn around but he fought against it and kept walking. Finally they reached a table and chairs where the French champion sat with several others around her.
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"So I heard you wanted to speak with me? I asked
"Yes, Lord Potter I did. I want to know why you haven't contacted me about our betrothal?" She said getting upset.
"Hold on a minute, why are you calling me lord and what's a betrothal?" I'm so confused what the bloody hell is going on?
Some of the girls giggled while others were just as confused as I was and Fleur she was getting mad.
"Do you take me for a fool? You have been Lord Potter for 4 years now and haven't contacted me once about our marriage agreement!" She spat at me.
"Ok I'm so confused your telling me that I'm this Lord Potter and we are suppose to get married?" I asked
"Yes, you were suppose to contact my family as soon as you became Lord Potter, your guardian should have taken you when you turned 11!" She seemed to getting even more frustrated as she spoke.
"Well you see, that's where the problem is then. For one I'm not Lord Potter, second my guardians are muggles who couldn't care less if I lived or died." The people surrounding him gasped.
Fleur froze. "You were raised by muggles?" She whispered I just simply nodded.
"Did I say something wrong?" I asked.
A guy to my left spoke," It has been illegal to put a magical child not directly born to muggles in their care. It's been one of the only laws that all of the magical societies follow. This law has been around for over 200 years. The fact that you've been put with them, it's a miracle your still alive. Whoever put you there broke several laws and the punishment would see the perpetrator stripped of his or her magic. If you know who did it we need to contact the authorities immediately"
I growled," Dumbledore, that bastard!" My magic flared around me. Some of the people fell to the ground at the dense magical energy surrounding me.
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