Lucius' Fail-Proof Way To Gain Power

The Unexpected Law

A/N: This was written for the Elm and Vine Heartstrings fest! It started as a one-shot and then someone who shall be named later... put a plunny in my head I couldn't get out. Hence the three-shot. The first chapter follows the prompt and things devolve in the second and third, which may take me out of the running for the fest. Whoops. Anyway, I had a prompt to follow, which was:

Lucius Malfoy was the last person Hermione Granger would have chosen for a husband. Pity she wasn't given a choice.

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Lucius Malfoy drummed his fingers together, the smirk on his face was downright devilish. He'd just won the perfect political game. All he had to do now was wait for his wishes to come to fruition.

"The Marriage Law Act of 2001 has now been passed. Gentleman, you are free to petition for the Muggleborn of your choice," the Minister for Magic's voice boomed out in the large Wizengamot chamber.

Lucius' petition was ready to go, sitting on the Minister's desk, and it would be signed and sent off momentarily. He wished he could be there when she opened it. He wanted to see what her face would look like when she realized that she was going to be married to him. He hoped for some sort of buried excitement, he was a Malfoy after all. But, he was fully prepared to have to win her to his side. He smirked as he swept out of the chamber. In a few short weeks, Lucius would have everything he'd been planning for since the war had ended and his wife and son had died.

The Marriage Law Act wasn't just about keeping and consolidating power in the old pure-blood families. It was also about repopulating the wizarding world. Lucius wasn't the only last scion of a pure-blood family. There were many in his position. Men, like himself, who had followed the Dark Lord and lost their sons for their trouble. Lucius grimaced and shook himself free of his morbid thoughts. It wouldn't matter, as soon he'd have exactly what he wanted: the perfect witch, pregnant with his child. If he was lucky, he'd have an entire brood within a few years.

Hermione Granger dropped her steaming mug of coffee in shock. It shattered on the tile floor at her feet, and the hot beverage splashed on her bare legs. She couldn't speak for the amount of shock flowing through her body. Her hand trembled as she held the letter sent to her by Ministry owl. There hadn't even been an article in the Daily Prophet. She'd been scouring that paper, knowing what was coming. And yet, here it was. Her orders from the Ministry.

Dear Miss Hermione Jean Granger,

It is my great joy to inform you of your upcoming nuptials to one Lucius Abraxas Malfoy. They will take place in two weeks, on Friday, August 31, at 2:00 P.M. Please do not be late. The Ministry has arranged everything. You only need to bring yourself and your wand.

Please see the attached sheet for the full rules, regulations, and amendments in association with the Marriage Law Act of 2001.

Yours,

Adrienne Tinkerblotte

Undersecretary for the newly formed Department of Matrimony