Chapter 2
Important Ministry Information For
Draco Lucius Malfoy
b. 5 June 1980
Lord Malfoy the casting of the Charm by the Department of Matching has been successful. It falls to me to report that the Charm has Provided you with the Following Matches based on Compatibility percentage.
#1- At 97.6 Percent Miss Hermione Jean Granger
#2- At 87.0 Percent Miss Lavender Mary Brown
All other matches were below the 83.0 Percent average that we have set, Your next step is to pen a letter to your choice and vie for your position as her match. Once you have sent that letter, respond directly to this letter clearly marking your selection. All letters shall be routed here for assurance all parties are participating. You have 48 hours from now to select and send both letters.
Wishing you the best in your Match,
Trolan MacDougal
First selection officer
Department of Matching
Ministry Of Magic
London, England
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“Fuck.” Draco muttered under his breath, folding the letter back up; he never Expected Hermione to end up as one of his potential pairs, let alone the one that scored the highest percent in compatibility. All he could do now was write the most persuasive letter begging her to take him, And this was where he was fucked. While well mannered and well Spoken Draco was pants at writing any articulation of feelings.
It was all he could do to not fall apart; this was his only chance at Hermione and he would not rest on his laurels now and get stuck with Brown. Not with her Reputation no Draco was a traditionalist, he chose the woman he loved over a virtual stranger. Pulling his parchment out and his best quill.
Hermione,
I know at this moment there is little that would sway you towards accepting my proposal, But I must try now in order to not live with more regret I must humble myself a thousand fold and tell you thing I never wanted to share with anyone least of all you who has suffered greatly at the hands of the Malfoy - Black Family.
My fascination with you began in first year where despite my best efforts failed to meet you at your level. And so it continued trying in vain to outsmart you and beat you to show I was superior as I should be (thoughts my Father filled my head with) till third year when you literally broke my arrogant assumptions and ego along with my nose. That year changed everything for me, while you may not believe such that was the day I started to fall in love with you.
I know my choices and actions seem to counter the words I am writing to you, But as a Malfoy It was not only trained but Expected That I act a certain way. It left me with little to show in the way of ardor or even respect towards you. Know, that had I been free to express myself I would have begun to properly court you in 5th year as tradition allows.
But I have never had your courage, I walked the path laid out for me and did my best to survive. I do only regret having you despise me so, I regret making you feel unimportant and belittled, nothing could be farther from the truth. I know you will be getting more fervent letters then mine but I hope you will weigh one point in my favor towards you. And that is my heart. If you chose me you can be certain of my affections, I will always place your needs, desires and wants Ahead of everything.
I will spend the rest of my life as your Devoted husband. No matter how you feel towards me I will never for one moment allow you to regret choosing me.I will end this missive here as I do not know how else I can express myself. I fear words have failed. All that is left perhaps is to bow before you and beg your indulgence and vow that I shall remain truthful and faithful as long as I live.
Yours ardently,
Draco Lucius Malfoy
Draco folded his Letter quickly, swiping his quil through the box indicating Hermione as his Choice. As indicated in the letter. Writing a quick , I seek Hermione Jean Granger as my choice of bride.' On the bottom just in case the Ministry assholes try to pull a fast one.
Whistling out the window for his owl Cassius flew to his window, fluffing his feathers as if trying to make himself bigger.
"Alright you big fluff ball quit it, I need you to take this to the Ministry." Draco scratched his beloved Eagle Owls head. Stretching his wings and taking the letter in his beak Cassius launched himself out of the window and away from the castle.
Draco turned from the window and Lay on his bed hoping that sleep would come for him.
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Dear Mrs Malfoy,
Draco dutifully delivered your letter, and I wished to write to you before turning in for the night while your letter was still fresh in mind. I harbor no ill opinion or will towards you, I have been coming to terms with what was done to me at your sister's hand. I have been seeing a mind healer in hopes of ridding myself of the trauma.
I do think if I were to approach my healer and speak of your request she would encourage communication. I must confess I am not as whole as I pretend to be, and outside of my healer I do not have many female friends to speak about my troubles, so for me it would be an outlet for my emotions.
I fear this law has come at the worst time for me, I am not emotionally put together enough to attempt a relationship with anyone. I had hoped to find love one day and now I know such a thing is for girlish dreams.
I do hope that even amongst the matches is someone who can understand my flaws and help me overcome them. My anxiety is overwhelming me at the moment, I fear that the man I end up with will not be in for an easy ride.
I do hope Your son is not overly annoyed by me, twice today he eased my bubbling emotions. I fear our budding friendship will suffer due to my overtly emotional state.
I did wish to let you know that I do see a change in Draco, one I never thought I'd see, I see now that it is his true personality that has been given the chance to be seen. I am glad to see that everyone has been given the chance to become whole again To be able to stop hiding.
This is where I stop for now and put my writing quill away; I fear this week will be long. I do hope that you are well and if we are to be corresponding, that you feel free to address me as Hermione.
Wishing you the best,
Hermione