The Marriage Law - A Harry Potter Fanfic

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I sat at the Burrow anxiously waiting for George to bring Fred here. I stood and walked up and down the hall impatiently when suddenly there was a crack and George appeared with Fred in his arms. I threw myself at the pair and burst into tears clinging to Fred. He wrapped his arm around my waist

"You're alive, oh my god. You're alive Mione."

I kissed him and he placed a hand on the wall behind me as he pressed himself against my body. I gently kissed up his jaw, letting my lips run against several of the  fresh scars that criss crossed his face. He picked me up and stumbled into his old room, closing the door behind him. He was so cold, and thin. His cheeks looked like they hollowed in, his hair had streaks of grey in it...

I was placed onto a bed and Fred leaned over me. After a minute he pulled away slowly, "it was awful Mione, I never want to go back, all I could think about was if you were dead, and the dementors made it so much worse..."

He didn't finish his sentence and I laughed softly, tears running down my face "I understand that you want to be a part of my world, but you didn't need to break into Flourish and Blotts."

Fred laughed softly lying down beside me "I got stabbed with quills for you."

I smiled and he turned on his side so he could continue to kiss me. We laid there for several minutes before the door flew open

"GET AWAY FROM HER!!"

Ron grabbed my arm and tried to drag me away from Fred. I quickly wrapped my arms around my...sorta husband and held on. Fred rolled on top of me, keeping all of his weight off of me and whispered softly "Stop Ron, neither one of us is going to let you take Hermione."

I saw Ron raise his hand from behind Fred and I flinched my arms tightening around him. Fred spoke softly "Ron, just go out for a few minutes ok? 10 minutes is all I need."

Ron sighed "Fine, 10 minutes that's all."

Fred nodded and Ron slowly went out closing the door behind him. I touched Fred's face gently "Freddie?"

He smiled sadly, "It's been awhile since I've heard that."

I waited tracing my fingers over the pink scars from the burns and glass that went from his jaw down his neck and under his shirt. He spoke quietly after a minute

"Mione, I've been told that I have to marry Angelina."

"George got ordained Fred."

"What?"

"He can marry us, properly."

Fred closed his eyes, kissing my fingers gently "They'll send me back to Azkaban if I don't marry Angie."

I sat up staring at him "What? That's bullshit. They can't do that."

"They can, and they will."

"No, not possible."

Fred ran his fingers through my hair and then kissed me deeply "I love you, and I always will."

"No, Fred...don't."

"There's nothing we can do."

"There has to be something."

Fred placed his fingers under my chin, "We can't Mione, I love you so goddamn much. But we can't...we can't..."

Fred kissed me gently "Please make these last few minutes special Mione."

I choked back tears as we lay there for those last few minutes, something wet landed on my cheek and Fred kissed it away. I slowly started crying and Fred kissed every single one of both mine and his own tears away. His hands slid up my shirt and there was a knock on the door. Ron spoke quietly "Fred, times up."

Fred sniffed clearing his throat "Ok, could you send Harry or Malfoy up?"

The door opened almost immediately and Draco stepped in "What's the...oh..."

He walked over and Fred kissed me once more before moving off of me and away. Draco immediately picked me up, and I buried my face in his chest, tears streaming down my face as I practically felt my heart tear in half. My nails dug into Draco's pale skin and he whispered softly "Mione, please don't, that hurts really badly."

I slowly released my grip and Draco rubbed my back as the door closed tightly. I grabbed Draco's hand and whispered softly in a last attempt "Draco, Fred and I... we had sex...will it change their minds if...if I'm pregnant?"

Draco blinked before going into full healer mode "How long ago?"

"Four or five days after the law came out."

"It's a little soon, so the test results wouldn't be accurate yet."

"What if I told them that I might be pregnant."

"If you were, with the injuries that you've sustained since you've had sex, and your previous miscarriages, it's very unlikely that the baby would've survived, practically impossible."

I nodded and whispered quietly, "The wedding was supposed to be tomorrow."

"The wedding is tomorrow, Ron just told us."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

I sighed softly "I have to...oh god..."

"Breathe love, breathe."

I took a deep breath and whispered softly "Draco, can I be alone for a few minutes?"

He nodded and stood "Let me know if you need me."

"Can you just keep Ron away for a bit?"

"I can try."

"Thank you."

He left and closed the door tightly behind him. I quickly stood and wrote out a letter, one last invitation. Possibly one that would help me.

I signed the letter, sealed it, and stood. I walked out of the room and leaned over the railing "Harry?"

Everyone looked up and I could see the pain in Fred's eyes. I looked away and spoke softly "May I borrow Honour?"

Harry nodded "He should be on his perch in Ron's room."

I turned away and Ron called up to me "Why do you need an owl?"

I stopped and looked down at him holding up the letter "One last invitation."

Fred stood abruptly and apparated. I swallowed and bolted up the stairs to Bills old room where Harry and Draco were staying. I opened the door and slammed it, leaning against it and sobbing softly. After a minute I wiped my eyes and held out the letter to the owl "Take it, it's for Pansy Parkinson."