The Marriage Law - A Harry Potter Fanfic

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A/N so due to some...comments in the last chapter and bribing for a hot chocolate recipe I am posting for the second time today....make sure you don't miss the last chapter which is instrumental, like super important for you to read and understand for...well the rest of the book....if you don't read the last chapter none of the rest of the book will make sense....

now...hopefully someone...you know who you are SophiePurvis ....can stop spamming me and just go read this chapter...not that it will help at all with telling you what's going to happen...so...have fun reading

Fred's POV

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Hermione looked at me and Pansy squeezed her arm speaking softly "Her magic, she's refusing to go along with The Marriage Law. That means the Ministry takes her magic. She's muggle born, she can easily go back to being a muggle. At least that's what she explained to me. And she wants me to do it because none of you guys would have the guts, you love her far too much. Me on the other hand..."
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I shot awake with a gasp and Angelina touched my back "Fred, are you ok?"

I pulled off my sweat soaked shirt and tossed it aside as I sat on the side of the bed, looking down at the floor "I'm fine."

Her cold hands slid up my back and around to splay across my chest, tracing several of the burns. She started kissing my neck and I stood, grabbing the stupid artificial leg, moving away from her "Don't, please Angie."

Angie groaned "You can barely look me, What is your issue?"

I leaned over putting the leg on "No issues."

"Doesn't it have to do with her?"

"Her?"

"Hermione Granger."

My blood ran cold and I quickly left the room, no way in hell would I be able to not yell at her or something if I stayed. But of course she followed me.

"Fred. Don't walk away from me."

She grabbed my hand and I stopped before looking back at her "Get your hand off me."

She stayed where she was and glared at me angrily "Hermione's gone, her memories are gone. Hermione Granger doesn't remember you, she doesn't care about you. We're going to get married Fred, you have to stop hoping she'll come back with her memories intact. It's been what? Almost a month?"

I glared at her and then stepped forwards leaning over her. She stumbled back and eventually she hit a wall and froze looking terrified. I spoke quietly raising her chin so she'd look at me "Mind your own damn business Angelina, and never EVER let her name pass through your lips again."

I shoved myself away from her and walked out the door. I apparated as I went halfway down the hall and appeared at the house Mione and I were going to live in. No way would I let Angie stay here, not ever, this was for Mione and I. Only Mione and I.

I threw myself on the bed and tried to remember what her voice sounded like...what she felt like...what she smells like...

"Fred?"

I shot up and then sighed as I saw who it was. I laid back down heavily "Hey George."

He came over and jumped over top of me landing on the bed with a thump "How's the leg?"

"Painful."

"How's the engagement?"

"More painful."

George rolled over onto his side and looked at me "Angie sent me an owl

"I figured, she always runs to you when things don't go her way."