The Marriage Agreement

Chapter 12 • Gaunts really are superior

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Well, maybe now I should tell Harry who I am, or maybe I can get away with it... trick them into thinking a took some poly juice, everyone knows there is some stored away at the ministry. Plans of how to get them off the Hermione train where wizzing around my head, each one being shot down. I was lying in Draco's arms, a quick tempus informed me that he would be waking soon. Not long after, I felt his arms squeeze me before letting go.

"Good morning my love," "Morning," He pecked my lips before pulling away, getting out of bed to get ready for the day. What if he hates me? He would never except a mudblood or even thought to be mudblood. He could leave? No he can't, the marriage agreement wouldn't let him. Do I want to risk telling him? Absolutely not. "What's in your mind?" "Nothing, just thinking about how to get the Weasel back," "I think the plans finalised, near enough anyway," "True, But it has to be perfect," "It will be my love, don't worry," getting out of bed, I headed for the bathroom, Draco informing me that he would be in the common room.

"So, Harry will come in holding hands with Hermione, then the rest of us will be congratulating them on their engagement and pregnancy, the only problem is dad couldn't find Hermione but the ministry takes samples of each wizard so we can get some Polyjuice potion and I'll transform seeing as I'm closest to her height and weight," Draco still appeared rather jealous even though we had discussed it about six times now. "Now, Harry and I have to get get ready, so Theo come with me and Draco with Harry, the rest of you go to breakfast, everything has to seem normal," with slight protest from Draco, we headed to our respected rooms, Theo and I in mine and Harry and Draco in theirs.

"Put the glamour back up," "Okay," with a flick of his wand I was back to looking like Hermione, borrowing some of Luna's clothes, I slipped into my uniform, however wearing one of Luna's Gryffindor cloaks. Heading back into the common room, they all inspected me, mainly Harry seeing as he knew Hermione the best, instructing me on how to act like her... if only he knew.

"Let's get going," I linked hands with Harry, Draco glaring at the interlocked fingers before heading to his position. "Ron should be leaving the great hall soon, so let's head down there," walking down several flights of stairs, we saw short, vibrant red hair peaking through the crowd, heading straight for us.

"Definitely sure about this?" Harry asked, such a gentlemen, "Do it," with my confirmation, he placed his lips upon mine, just as Ron rounded the corner.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" The read headed boy screamed, quickly pulling us apart, "Ron? What are you doing?" I questioned, "Why are you kissing him," "Because we're getting married!" "Like hell you are! You are supposed to marry me," Okay, let's annihilate this bitch.

"Now why would I want you when I could have him, the saviour of the wizarding world, the most wonderful man to live... and the father of my child!" I hissed, "Honestly Ron, you think you could marry her, she's to smart for you, to pretty and well, why marry into rags when rices are available?" Harry laughed out, ooh someone's clearly activated their Slytherin mode.

"This is a lie, you're set to marry Loony and the fag," "Sorry, who are they?" "Luna and Theo! You know who, they are your soulmate," Theo soon came walking around the corner, holding Luna's hand, "Hey Potter, Granger! Congratulations on the baby," he yelled, "This is all bull shit!" Ron raged, storming away down the exact corridor we wanted, with the help of a few taunts, we managed to guide him into the DADA room, exactly were the boggart was.

Luckily, Harry's invisibility cloak fit us all under. Pansy casted a silent spell, the cupboard containing the Boggart shooting open, a flash of grey mist appeared before a silver covered Hermione and Harry, similar to that from when we were hunting horcroxes appeared, though instead of it being rather sexual, it flashed through life events, our marriage, the birth of our three children and growing old together, showing him as being irrelevant to us, to Harry.

"Stop!" He screamed, pulling at his hair, "Why? She's mine! I'll take her no matter watch! That orphaned freak can't beat me! He should have died in that damn forest!" Ron's emotions had clearly taken a hold of him before rushing out of the room, tears streaming down his face. "That was brilliant!" Draco laughed, pulling me in for a hug. Harry, whilst happy seemed rather upset that his old best friend, the one who helped him get situated in this world, wished his death.

After celebrating with the rest of the group and silently consoling Harry, no one realised that we hadn't sent the Boggart back into the cupboard. A grey mist rushed past us all before stopping directly in my face, several seconds went by as the mist became distorted. Then, a sneering Draco Malfoy stood in front of me.

"You think I could love you now! Even if you aren't a mudblood, you're still tainted! How can I love a freak like you... seriously, you're not even that pretty! I'm going to separate this bond!"

"Please Draco-" a slap echoed around, "Don't address me filth, you are a nobody, you're nothing just a breeding whore to carry the Malfoy legacy!"

"Stop it!" I begged, my cheeks tainted red, my eyes pouring with tears. "I meant to tell you!"

"Still, you're nothing to me, seriously Rose... I could love you maybe, but you're not really Rose anymore, are you... Hermione!" He spit out.

The vision disappeared, everyone stood staring at me, "Is it true?" Harry voiced, I never took my eyes from the floor, before nodding. Looking up, Draco staring straight into my soul, he hated me!

I did The only logical thing... I ran.