A.N: So, if you've read the Unfixables before, you might want to read this instead, as it is a complete rewrite of the previous multichap. There will be more added, some taken away, and of course all problems and errors removed and revised.

There are some canon changes, so anything that you might be unsure about has most likely been deliberately changed. One of these is Barty's age.

Just a note to any new readers - this is NOT an arranged marriage fic. Some similarities are there, but that's not the concept.

This is set postHogwarts, immediately after her seventh year.

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Warnings: Violence, swearing, mental-health issues and suicidal intention, sexual themes.

Summary: When let off from Azkaban on a second chance, Barty Crouch Jr becomes Xenophilius Lovegood's worst nightmare, back to haunt him and his daughter. In order to fulfill forgotten vows, an ex-murderer and a war heroine are brought together in unconventional circumstances, leading to an unexpected romance.

It was unbelievable,
They were never meant to be.
He was broken, wrecked, and utterly unfixable.
It was traitorous - against everything she ever stood for.
How could she fall for someone,
Who was such an imminent figure of death?

But then,
Her sunshine and strangeness enticed him,
Wrapped him, blessed him, nourished him.
Slowly, he would begin to grow again,
The unfixable,
Would become fixed.

oOo

"I don't think there's any other way we can avoid it."

Kingsley Shacklebolt was sitting at an enormous round table at the Ministry of Magic, with a large number of his officials around him. They were here to finalise a decision that had been under heated discussion for the last five weeks, and Kingsley hadn't been this nervous since Voldemort was on the rise.

Even though the Dark Days were over, there was still a major problem to consider. Yes, people were rising from the depths of their greatest fears, moving on with their lives, creating a new generation of children, and generally making their lives worth living. It was great that the Battle of Hogwarts and the end of Voldemort had resulted in all of the dark wizards and their followers being killed or confined to Azkaban, but it left the wizarding World with a new dilemma.

A lot of heirs to prestigious, Pureblood lineages had died out after producing no offspring to continue on with their bloodlines. This left the Ministry facing a new fear - one that had the potential to be almost as worrying as the late Dark Lord. Now that pure-blood wizards were becoming sparse in comparison to Half-bloods and Muggle borns, and far too many wizards and witches were choosing to marry Muggles, often producing Muggle children, the Ministry was forced to accept that the wizarding race might die out a lot sooner than they had anticipated.

At first, Kingsley thought that the wizard who came over from Bulgaria to discuss this epidemic was crazy. It was ridiculous - there were still plenty of Half-bloods and Muggle-borns, and surely those witches and wizards who chose to marry Muggles should still have a high chance of further producing magic children? But after listening to what he had to say, the fear began to settle in Kingsley's stomach. It was true - the continuous breeding with Muggles would eventually lead to the wizarding race dying out altogether. Sure enough, it might be quite far into the future that this would happen, but it was enough of a shock to cause the Ministry to demand that immediate action was taken.

The first decision they made was to compile a list of all the Pureblood witches and wizards in England. However, the problem this left the Ministry with was that the majority of the offspring from Pureblood families were either dead or in Azkaban.

Kingsley had a choice to make. He could either allow life to continue as it was, and let the Ministry in future decades decide where to go with this problem, or he could take action now. A handful of members of the inner circle who were discussing this problem threw out the suggestion of arranging marriages between Pureblood wizards, in order to force a new generation of Purebloods that could set the future generations straight, but Kingsley refused this idea immediately. Arranged marriages seemed far too much of a medieval concept, and Kingsley didn't want to upset the wizards of Britain, or cause unnecessary conflict.

But, they needed more Pureblood wizards. Even though the wizarding race in Britain was now mostly equal towards Muggles and Muggle-borns alike, they needed pure-bloods to procreate and secure the future of their race.

So Kingsley finally agreed to a decision—albeit, an extremely stupid decision—but the only one that seemed controllable.

They would give some prisoners of Azkaban a 'second chance'.

It was a one time offer. Death Eaters who remained alive after Voldemort's downfall and criminals who were imprisoned for their own crimes were to be emptied from their cells and filtered back into Britain. Their task simply being to integrate themselves back into normal society, find themselves a respectable job, and marry a witch or wizard, with the intention of producing more witches and wizards.

They had a whole new chance to completely reform their lives. If even the slightest hints arose that the prisoners had ruined their opportunity to be a part of the wizarding world again, they would be swept back to Azkaban without a trial.

It sounded so simple and easy when Kingsley heard other Ministry officials spouting off this suggestion. It would benefit the wizarding world if the Pureblood prisoners would marry and have children, but it would also benefit the prisoners, as they were being given another shot at a life worth living.

"I don't think there's any way we can avoid it," Kingsley repeated to his board of officials. He reached for the sheet of parchment which explained this new law, along with all the measures they would take to prevent any problems and mishaps that the prisoners could cause once they were released. "I accept the terms of the new agreement. The selected prisoners will be released and integrated immediately back into society, with Ministry approved care and supervision," he reached for his quill - a large, fine peacock feather - and signed his name at the bottom of the parchment with an elaborate flourish.

oOo

The Daily Prophet naturally released an enormous, multi-page article about this new agreement, which sent the majority of the wizards of Britain into a widespread panic.

As far as the people were concerned, they had been living the last couple of years in utter bliss. They had no fears or problems from Death Eaters or Voldemort, due to the confinement that Azkaban served, and now the Ministry were releasing the inmates like a plague of rats back into their world - the world that they had so carefully rebuilt after Voldemort had torn it down?

Some extremists questioned if Voldemort was really dead, or if the Ministry was still under his control. Theories sparked across the nation; headlines featuring every local wizarding newspaper and becoming the topic of most flustered conversations. Was the world going to return to the previous crisis? Was a new, more insidious character lurking beneath the many layers of the Ministry, ready to strike with its army of released inmates when the innocent people of Britain were least expecting it?

Nobody seemed to be willing to accept that the Ministry were simply offering the prisoners a chance to reform themselves and develop new lives. The Prophet released statements and images of every released inmate, and familiar names began to spark fear across Britain. Alecto and Amycus Carrow, Pius Thicknesse, who had been imprisoned despite being under the Imperius Curse during Voldemort's reign, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange, Stan Shunpike, and Bartemius Crouch Jr. There were many more released, but these were the only names to grace the pages of the Prophet, due to probably being more memorable to the readers.

The inmate who shocked the nation the most, naturally, was Bartemius Crouch. The Prophet had told Britain in 1995 that Crouch had received the Dementor's Kiss after he was discovered to be impersonating the late Alastor Moody, rigging the Triwizard Cup with a Portkey charm to send Harry Potter to a graveyard in Little Hangleton, and particularly assisting in the rise of Lord Voldemort (though of course, this particular part wasn't released until Cornelius Fudge saw the resurrected Voldemort for himself). Bartemius receiving the Dementor's Kiss had turned out to be an elaborate lie, admitted by the Prophet shortly before his statement was released. They had allowed Britain to believe a dangerous lie, just so that the witches and wizards would believe they were sleeping safely in their beds.

The confession to this lie was just another event that caused uproar amongst the witches and wizards. Not only had the Ministry made the ridiculous decision to release someone who had committed as many crimes as Bartemius had, but they had also lied to the people they were supposed to be protecting and governing.

Unfortunately, there was nothing that the witches and wizards could do other than read the sickeningly false statement that was typed underneath a slightly maniacal picture of Bartemius Crouch Jr.

"I, Bartemius Crouch Jr, have answered for my crimes committed against the wizarding world. I desperately hope that you will accept me into your lives as another member of your society, as I desperately want this second chance at a life worth living. I regret every terrible thing I have ever done; every person I have maimed or killed, and I hope that I can prove this to you all.

Sincerely, Bartemius Crouch Jr."

oOo

Somewhere much further South, in a house that was shaped oddly like a rock, Xenophilius Lovegood had just dropped his newspaper in shock. He ran from his house to the river where he knew his daughter would be sitting, leaving the newspaper open and featuring the shuddering black and white image of Barty Crouch Jr.