The marriage law

The dark turn

Hermione woke up to something moving in front of her.

What the bloody hell.
What are you doing? Draco.
I got a letter from my mother.
What'd she say?
We haven't made any wedding plan's.
It dawned on hermione.
They hadn't talked about the wedding since their first date.
What does your mother have to do with this?
Well nothing she just reminded me.
Well then let's plan. Hermione shrugged.
What... but. How, where, when, who.
Just then she heard a tap at the window.
*tap*
She opened up the window to take the nicely folded letter off its leg and let I fly away. The owl looked familiar but she couldn't really put her finger on it.
It was a howler addressed to.
Hermione Jean granger.

The bushy haired girl carefully opened the letter in fear of what it might say.

Hermione Jean granger.
You..... you have a awful lot explaining to do young lady.
We finally get our memories back and I find out you went through a war and now your in a marriage law!

Her mother?

Mrs. Granger finally calmed down and said this.

"I spoke with that boys mother and I really don't see the problem. He seems like a nice boy. Anyways you've always had quit an image.

Bye.

" I see you have quit the image."
Draco said. Witch earned him a punch to the shoulder.

I'll go make something for breakfast.
Hermione walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.
*knock knock knock*
I swear if it's Ginny of Blaise. Hermione thought.
She opened the door to see Harry standing there with his glasses halfway down his face and morning hair.
Oh hello Harry.
Harry huffed and slowly walked into the kitchen.
Then down came Draco looking freshly groomed.

You looked like shit, Potter. Draco said as he grabbed an apple before sitting down at the table across from Harry.

The raven haired boy mumbled something before he dozed off.

"Harry?...... Harry wake up! Hermione yelled.

Hm? Huh? Oh.
Mione you try sleeping in the same bed with someone who kicks in their sleep.

Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I have.... you."
Harry looked around.
"Oh well sorry." Can I sleep in one of your guest rooms for a couple of hours? Harry asked, completely over the world.
Sure Harry just up the stairs.
Harry left after giving hermione a kiss on the forehead in a friendly manner.
So are we going to plan this wedding or what.
Should we wait until Harry's gone?
"Cold feet?" Draco asked.
No... no cold feet. I just have a massive headache right now and-
Draco kissed her on the cheek.
It's fine we don't have to do this right now. I think I'll be like Potter and go back to sleep.

Ok.
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I had tried reading a book a few times but could never get into it.
So she decided to go to ginnys home.

Hermione lightly knocked on the door three times in hope that someone would answer.

Blaise opened the door with a smile on his face.
Their home wasn't modern or beach themed like pansy's it almost looked cozy with dark brown floors, oak and books everywhere.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure thing. Gin and I where just talking." Blaise said as he moved aside to let hermione in the door.
Hermione walked through the door, through the entire hall and into the living room where Ginny was sitting on the couch knees to chest.

"Oh, hello hermione. You look nice. Ginny smirked."
Uh gin I'm literally in night clothes.
"I know."
Anyways.... any particular reason you came to see us? Blaise asked as he sat down in an arm chair.

"Well theirs actually two reasons. Hermione sat down in another arm chair across the room.

"Ok."