Stuck With You, Granger

As an ex-death eater, I'm constantly being judged by my past. I've been looking for redemption. My chance to prove I'm not evil. I'm not the way I was. I was given that chance.

With about half the Magic population either dead or behind bars, the Ministry of Magic needed some way to keep the Magic population from dying out. They decided the easiest way was to force seventh years to marry each other. But that wasn't the end of it.

Since my year was- dealing with the Dark Lord, we missed a lot of school. We were invited back to Hogwarts to finish it up. But like the seventh years, we're forced to marry as well.

I was paired up with Granger. I couldn't screw this up. If I did, there goes redemption. And I may end up like my father. I can't leave my mum alone.

And I can't let Granger know the Ministry is tracking me. It's just because I'm associated with -and was- a death eater. Some other Slytherins are dealing with the Ministry as well. But mines worse. Way worse. And her finding out will end badly. Let's pray she doesn't find out...

1) I do not own Harry Potter. This is merely a FanFiction about JK Rowling's characters.
2) Props to whoever came up with #Dramione and the "marriage law" type thing. It's brilliant.
3) Seriously, the marriage law thing is pure brilliance.