Granger's A Malfoy. Marriage Law

Great I'm gonna be tormented.

Draco's POV

       Draco woke up with a start of the day with a very grumpy attitude due to the fact that their was a owl outside his window hotting for the past 5 minutes no stoping.

He threw the black duvet off of him and stretched, then summoned his robes with his wand. He lazily put them on and got up and walked up to the window yawning and still stretching.

He opened the window and stepped aside so the owl had space to enter inside while he summoned Jana his house elf "get me some owl treats" he stated in a calm yet sleepy voice. "Yes Master" it bowed then disapparted with a loud POP.

Then re appeared with a bag full of owl threats "thanks" Draco muttered

The house elf bowed then disappeared again.

He untied the letter from the Owls leg and fed it its treats. And watched as the owl flew out and vanished in the sky.

He sighed as he looked down at the letters in his hands. His breath hitched. All that it took to do this was just looking at the parchment that looked coffee stained and the stiff parchment looked expensive and elegant, the stamp was easily recognizable.

He knew that Hogwarts was re-opening their gates, he had read it in the Daily Prophet. He had also read that they were soon going to send out the invitations to go back. He thought he wasn't gonna get one and he was absolutely sure about that.

He sighed.

He looked down at the parchment, clearly he was wrong. Here he was Draco Malfoy, son of infamous Death Eaters Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy. "Spoiled till that was not a word used to describe him anymore." That was what some people would describe him as. He was also the inheritor of the Malfoys 'Fame and Fortune' he sighed again. Money, another advantage of being a Malfoy "You are the next generation" as his mother would say to him. He, one day was gonna inherit everything that was once his parents. His family is also apart of the 'Sacred Twenty Eight'. He is a descendant of the purest blood line known to the Wizarding World. He was 'living the life' as any first year would often say to him. Though when he was in a bad mood and he would hear them say that, it did cost them sometimes. They had no idea what he was going through at that time...not one of them. He had witnessed things that children should not to indure...                    

Their trial had successfully been dismissed by only few punishment one being 'House Arrest for 3 months.'

It was hell.

He took a deep breath in and let it out. He began to break the stamp. And began reading.

Dear Mister Malfoy,
         I would like to inform your that Hogwarts had re-opened their gates, and we are here-by inviting you to come back and re-do your seventh year.
         If you do take the opportunity I would like to inform you that you have been chosen to be Head Boy! Congratulations! 
          We would love for you to come back to finish your year at Hogwarts without no disturbance.

Yours Sincerely
Professor McGonagal
P.S   It was Dumbledore who told me to give you the position of Head Boy.

He let the letter drop from his hands. He Draco Malfoy becoming Head Boy? Preposterous! He read the letter over 2 more times. 

"Great I'm gonna be tormented!" He exclaimed.

He looked at the time 9:30am.

"Shit" he muttered he went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth then left letter in hands to breakfast where his mother and father were most probably awaiting him.