Before he could die, Voldemort put a spell on the world that if he were to die in the war, the following generations would have to quickly find a spouse and g
I can't believe I have to share a room with, marry, and have a child with a girl who has wanted me dead on several occasions! I was supposed to be with Ron. That damn orb!
(Me: Sorry but my story so my rules. Love you Mione!)
"Did you say something," I asked the dark haired girl across the room.
"No. And I don't intend to speak to you as much as you are probably used to. This isn't going to be like the nights with your Gryffindork girlfriends or when you hung around Potter and Weasley. This is survival. The only time we shall speak is when necessary for me to live."
"And what about for me to live?"
"I could care less as long as my skin is saved."
I looked at her angrily and stormed over to the bed. (There rooms have colors of white, pink, silver, and black by the way)
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"I'm sorry but we're in this together whether you may like it or not. I may not be your first choice for this and you certainly aren't mine but I refuse to be talked to like that by someone who I'm supposed to share the rest of my life with. And if you don't like it then you can leave and find some other way to survive!"
"Fine! I will. I never wanted to marry a filthy mud-blood anyway!" She stormed out l the room after grabbing her wand and I fell onto the bed with shaky breaths.
I never rose my voice like that before. I've screamed plenty of times at Ron and Harry but never like that. I don't know what came over me. And that mud-blood comment really got to me.
I rose up my sleeve and saw the mark Bellatrix left on my arm. I also looked over the pale scars that lingered around it. I sighed before picking up the papers and reading threw them. I signed my name to the document just in case and tried to think of a way out of this.
BLAISE ZABINI POV-
I walked into the room and saw an elegant green and gold set up. I took notice of the living space and kitchen before making my way to the bedroom where I saw one king sized bed.
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"Hell no!" I ran into the living area and saw Wesley looking around. "There is no way that is gonna work!"
"What happened," he asked.
"Everything! First I get paired with you and have to marry you! Second, I come to find out there is only one bed! And third, the fact that you can actually keep a calm head about this! I thought you Weasels had terrible tempers! There is no way I'm sharing a bed with you when I already have to marry you! I refuse!"
"You think I want this? You're wrong Zabini. But we both have to pay for the damage Voldemort did. There's no use trying to change it."
"I can do enough! I am not going to bring myself to accept something like this!"
I stormed out of the room making sure to slam the door in the process. I still don't have to officially stay on Hogwarts grounds until tomorrow. So I'm stocking up.
I apparated to Hogsmeade and went to a local shop before buying some Grappa, Campari, Gin, and Wine. I'm going to be living with a Weasley which means, I'm going to have to buy something so I don't snap.
This is going to be one terrible experience. I think I'd rather take my chances with Voldemort again than marry a Weasley.
