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Damn This Law!

"How very nice to see you, my dear," Lucius said genuinely as his son introduced him to his wife.

Hermione swallowed her fear and nervousness long enough to shake his hand. "It's nice to see you too, sir," she managed to choke out while still sounding respectful. She looked at Draco menacingly and he nodded his sly approval.

"I hope you enjoy your stay here before you two move into your own home," Lucius smiled at his daughter-in-law. He enjoyed the thought of the Mudblood being a slave of his son's will.

"I'm sure I'll survive," she said offering and obviously fake smile. In her mind she wanted to strangle Lucius, Draco, and Fudge. Damn this Marriage Law! It wasn't her fault the purebloods interbred! Why should she be forced to marry her long-time enemy?

Why couldn't she have been put with another pureblood, someone like Ron or even another Slytherin, anybody but Draco Malfoy. He was arrogant, annoying, stuck-up and never stopped calling her names, and on top of that she had to marry him and do things with him.

Lucius ignored the resentment in Hermione's voice as he explained to Draco where they could stay, Hermione listened, but distractedly so, as she spewed in her anger at being the property of a Malfoy. Suddenly Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and prompted her to the stairs. She reluctantly walked with him—knowing that she had to obey by wizarding law—but stopped when he opened the door to their temporary bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked.

"Observing," she said softly as her eyes skipped around the room. The room was magnificent, an entrancing mixture of golds and ivories—so different from what she thought Draco would want.

"It's only temporary because of our new marriage," he explained. "Then the colors will change to something more appealing."

Hermione stared at him. "What could be more appealing?"

Draco scoffed and led her into the room.

"Green," he said simply, walking into the room. He crossed the room quickly and lay on the bed. He groaned as he thought that he would have to give it up to his unwanted bride and sleep on the sofa.

"How very Slytherin of you," she said as she stood near the door.

"Well," he said as he sat up. "This is going to be the least Slytherin thing I've ever done." He stood up from the bed and lay down on the couch. He moved restlessly as he thought of how uncomfortable it was compared to the bed. When he looked at his wife he saw the confusion in her features. "Take the bed before I change my mind."

Hermione was completely confused and thrown off by this gesture. She had been expecting to sleep on the couch while the arrogant pureblood prat took the bed. She was so thrown off by this amiable act that she just stood there, gaping.

"Now or never, Granger," Draco smirked from the couch.

Hermione hurried to the bed and lay down. She tried to ignore the feeling that Draco was actually trying to trick her. After a while she let herself relax and was soon bordering on the edges of sleep.

Draco was angry, he had never been nice to the Mudblood and now he had to be married to her. He didn't even find her attractive with her bushy hair, her big teeth, her huge head, her petite form and less than a handful of breasts. He could not stand to think of having to have sex with her, but according to the new law, Granger had to be pregnant with at least one child within the firstyear of their marriage.

Damn this law! He thought at the same time as Hermione did before she fell asleep.

They say opposites attract, one may wonder how strongly.

A/N: As you can tell, the chapters are indeed short. There are seven short chapters in this story, and we hope you like it! Now, REVIEW!