If This Is Fate It Sucks (Harry Potter Fanfic)

Chapter 1

The news of the marriage law did not go over very well for anyone.

All men 17 years of age or older in the wizarding world in England were due to have his wife chosen for him. The day for that had finally come and all of the men were gathered in the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Whether they had attended Hogwarts at one point or another didn't matter because the sorting hat would be choosing whom the men where to marry.

Dolores Umbridge watched the men pouring into the room with a smirk on her face. It got even bigger when she saw the Weasley twins enter the room. They had given her the hardest time a few years back when she was a teacher here and she would take every chance she got to make them pay for what they did to her.

When it seemed that no more people would be coming into the Great Hall the doors were shut and the room was called to attention.

Every man in the room turned to face the Ministress with a frown on their face. None of them wanted their lives chosen for them as was to be expected, but that only made the Ministress more happy about her new law. She enjoyed being in control and would do almost anything to gain even more control, and that included putting a marriage law in place.

Ministress Umbridge walked up to the podium and began to speak, "Hello Everyone. Today you have all come here to find out who it is that you will be marrying. There are a few things that you need to know before we begin though. This marriage is binding. Once you are married you are together forever whether you like it or not. The magic used in the binding ceremony, also the marriage ceremony, will make you both at once unable to cause any sort of harm or pain to one another which includes adultery. Marriages only recently became this way and only because it was necessary. If you choose not to obey the law your wand will be snapped and you will be banished into the muggle world." She finished with a smile on her face at seeing every man in the room turn pale. "Now, when I call your name you will come up here and take a seat. We will put the sorting hat on you and your wives will be chosen."

Fred Weasley paid attention to the people having theirs lives chosen for them for a while but eventually tuned it out. Many of the people he had never even heard of but at once felt sympathy for. The thought that this new law was changing so much was almost too much to handle. When his name was called he slowly got up from his seat and walked up to the stool. The sorting hat was put on his head by some unknown person and he sat there dreading the rest of his life.

Eventually the hat made it's decision and called out, "Isis Snape-Dolohov."

Fred didn't know what to do and the whole room was quiet as people tried to figure out who that was.

"There is no way she is marrying him or anyone else!" a voice yelled breaking the silence.

Everyone turned around to look at Professor Snape. He was standing up with a murderous glare on his face.

"I'm Sorry Mr. Snape but rules are rules." Ministress Umbridge said a smile still on her face, "Your daughter has 6 weeks from today to get married to Mr. Weasley."

His Daughter? What! Fred was a bit scared at the thought of having to get married but he was terrified at the thought of having to marry Snapes daughter.

"She is 15 years old! There is no way she is getting married!" Snape was getting angrier by the second. He did not want his only child to get married. He talked to her whenever she managed to sneak past her mother and step father. Snape hadn't seen her since her mother got remarried to a death eater named Antonin Dolohov. He was rich from old family money and had managed to get out of going to Azkaban again.

"Unless you want her to loose her magic she will marry Mr. Weasley, now sit down." Umbridge said this without her scary smile faltering one bit.

"There is no way anyone can get her away from her mother anyway. She would never let her." Snape yelled. The normal resolve that hardly ever faltered was completely gone and a murderous look had crossed his face. Many people in the room that knew him also noticed that even though he was horribly angry a hurt look was hiding behind the angry one.

"Well you better find a way." Umbridge said with her smile still in place. Snape grumbled and sat down. He had a lot on his mind now. He himself was due to marry since he was single and he had to find a way to get Isis away from her mother and death eater step-father.

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That night an emergency order meeting was called due to the new law.

"Now does anyone else have an issue they need to bring up?" Remus Lupin asked, while looking around the room.

"I have a big issue." Professor Snape said standing up.

"And what is that?" Sirius asked a nasty look on his face.

"My 15 year old daughter is due to marry Fred Weasley-"

"What's wrong with that?" Molly asked glaring at Snape.

Snape glared right back, "First off she is just a baby. Second your son does not have a serious bone in his body. Third she lives with her mother who doesn't want her to have anything to do with me."

"It is really hard to believe that any woman would get close enough to you to get pregnant with your kid." Sirius said smiling at his own joke. No one else was laughing.

"Her mothers Violet Carmichael." Snape said smiling.

Sirius almost fell of his chair. "She is the mother of your kid?" he yelled. Snape nodded. "She's hot."

"We got divorced while she was pregnant with Isis because she didn't like that I stopped being a death eater. Anyway, her step-father is Antonin Dolohov. I saw Isis every couple months up until 4 years ago when her mother married Dolohov and I haven't seen her since. Isis contacts me whenever she can, which isn't much but every time she does she asks me if I can 'rescue' her. There is no way to get her." Snape's face showed so much emotion. Something that hardly ever happened unless he was being a git. But it was a different type of emotion anyway.

"There is a way." Sirius said standing up. He hated Snape but was always more than happy to come up with a devious plan.