In the opulent drawing room of Malfoy Manor, Draco Malfoy sat flanked by his parents, Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy. The air crackled with tension, a sense of anticipation hanging heavy in the room.
Draco's fingers drummed nervously against the armrest of his chair as his mother, Narcissa, elegantly approached the house-elf bearing an ornate envelope. "What is it, Kreacher?" she inquired, her voice laced with curiosity.
The house-elf bowed deeply. "A letter for Master Draco," Kreacher squeaked, his eyes darting nervously towards Lucius.
Draco accepted the envelope, his heart pounding with apprehension as he broke the wax seal and unfolded the parchment within. As he read, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"What does it say, Draco?" Narcissa prompted, her voice tinged with concern.
Draco's voice trembled as he relayed the contents of the letter. "It's a marriage contract," he explained, his tone incredulous. "I'm to be wed to a witch named Nxy Peverell."
Lucius raised an eyebrow, a knowing gleam in his eyes. "Ah, Nxy Peverell," he remarked, his voice smooth and measured. "A powerful pureblood witch from the ancient House of Peverell. She is known for her cunning and ambition."
Draco's mind whirled with questions, but before he could voice his concerns, a sudden whirlwind engulfed them, whisking the Malfoy family away to a grand theater filled with an assortment of witches, wizards, and magical creatures.
Chaos erupted as screams and shouts filled the air, a wave of panic sweeping through the crowd. Dolores Umbridge and Cornelius Fudge were among the loudest, their voices piercing the chaos with shrieks of terror at the revelation of Voldemort's return.
Amidst the chaos, Draco, Narcissa, Lucius, Voldemort, Bellatrix Lestrange, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Fred and George Weasley, Molly and Arthur Weasley, Professor Snape, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Mad-Eye Moody, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin stood resolute, their expressions hardened with determination.
As the commotion subsided, a figure stepped forward onto the stage. It was not Nxy Peverell, but another witch named Penelope Burrow, her presence commanding attention as she addressed the bewildered audience.
"Welcome, esteemed guests," Penelope declared, her voice echoing through the theater. "I am Penelope Burrow, and I have brought you here to witness the story of Nxy Peverell."
Draco's heart raced as he realized the magnitude of the situation. His fate was now inexorably linked to this mysterious witch named Nxy, and as the theater darkened and the story began to unfold, Draco braced himself for the revelations that lay ahead.
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The Peverell Prophecy: Bound by Fate
FanfictionIn the wizarding world, Draco Malfoy is shocked to learn of his arranged marriage to Nxy, a formidable witch from the esteemed House of Peverell. His parents, Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy, see this union as an opportunity to enhance their family's sta...
