Chapter 3
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Harry Potter lay awake Staring up at the canopy unable to fall asleep without Ron’s Snores coming from another Bed the wind blowing through the open w. Life was weird try as he could he was just not used to having freedom of choice he no longer had an angry Dark lord after him.
The law that the damn Ministry had taken the one thing he had wanted to Chose for himself. But better to be Alive and living it than not He shrugged, Hermione had told him her Therapist guessed he was living the high by being overly happy something he had never had much of, and that his childhood set him up for handling the Stress of the war in a way that nothing else could.
He had actually Reached out to Dudley and began writing to his Cousin his once tormentor had become a friend the Relationship had caused Harry to Back The Malfoys and Speak in their Defence at least for Narcissia and Draco. Harry wanted to have a life full of friends and Family, he wanted to Live and just be Harry.
He Would do what he could to live as quietly as Possible, And just like that an owl Flew into the open window dropping a letter on his chest.
Important Ministry Information For
Harry James Potter
b.31 July 1980
Lord Potter 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 97.0 Percent Miss Pansy Ann Parkinson
#2- At 84.0 Percent Miss Cho Chang
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
‘Pansy and Cho’ Harry thought between the two he'd never chose Cho time was not kind to her She still Mourned Cedric; but Pansy he never held anything for her but irritation at her Treatment of Hermione. Her Scared actions during the Battle of Hogwarts were nothing more than that Fear, he could not fault her for wanting to live.
Hermione had called her friend on the Train and Harry had gotten to escort the Girl to her compartment. They enjoyed small talk and she did adamantly feel bad about trying to turn him over to Voldemort. Hermione would call him soft but he could never stay mad at a girl. Hell Even Bellatrix now that she was Dead he hardly grew angry towards her.
Sitting up and shuffling off the large bed and sliding into the desk chair that stood across the room from the bed. Picking his quill up and sliding a fresh sheet of Parchment.
Pansy,
I am not the best writer so I’ll try to be brief, I know that we don't really know Much about the other; And I wish to pursue you as my choice of wife. And so in the spirit of getting to know one another, I am prepared to tell you everything about me and hope like me you wish to make a new beginning.
As you know my parents were killed by Voldemort on halloween in 81, The spell he used on me backfired and a part of him was attached to my scar. I was taken to my only living Relative. My Mother’s sister Aunt Petunia took me in grudgingly but allowed me to live with her, my uncle, and cousin.
But It was never home. I didn't even understand the meaning of family until I came to Hogwarts where I was blessed with an abundance of Family. I am sure you have heard alot about my Exploits around the Castle so I wont go into that.
Now you May not Know but I do have a God Son Teddy. He'll be three soon. If you agree to be my wife you also agree to help me raise him. He currently resides with his grandmother and wishes for him to have a family. She will still want him to spend time with her but he will primarily live in my home with us.
I do hope you will consider me as your Match, I know it's a difficult choice to make in any case and I come as a package deal. And may not be the prettiest package ever but it is one I love and adore. I will do right by him because I loved his Father and Mother so very much.
Yours hopefully,
Harry James Potter
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The Great hall was abuzz with chatter, everyone was eagerly speaking of the matching process, well the girls anyhow. The guys were mainly moaning over their position, Hermione shook her head at her table exasperated with the behavior.
“Can you believe it,Eloise Midgen or Millicent Bullstrode are my options. Neither of them are lookers.” Ron wined huffing.
“Ron you are making a mountain out of a molehill, Honestly looks are the least important thing right now. What you need to do is talk with them. You can use your abysmal grades as an excuse. I hear Eloise is quite good at Charms.” Hermione suggested.
“Millie is quite sweet, you and her Have firstie study duty later talk to her, She’s quite good with kids if you ask her she’ll help you relate to them better.” Luna added plopping down in the seat next to Ginny.
“See instead of moaning about shit dear brother do something about it, Harry’s already made his choice you don’t see him being a chicken.” Ginny snorted, wrinkling her nose at her brother.
“I liked you better when you were snogging Harry.” He glared at his sister.
“They did make a sweet couple but they just didn't click on everything, The Wrackspurts Harry carried before Voldeshorts died went away and the ones that were left didn't get along with Ginny’s Wrackspurts anymore.” Luna smiled dreamily, sneaking a piece of Bacon From Neville’s plate.
“Right see even Luna knows better, I have a free period if you need me I’ll be either in my quarters or the Library. Good day.” Hermione stood leaving her place and exiting the Great hall.
“I’m worried about her.” Ginny said, eyes narrowed at Harry.
“Ginny you can't keep butting in, If Hermione does not want to share with you then you can't take it personally. You have to remember not everyone grew up in the loving home you and Ron had. Hermione’s family was not like yours; you cannot ask her to speak about something she is not ready to. Why is the wizard world so insistent on forcing someone to open up, I wish you would take a note out of muggle knowledge and understand that she needs time.” Harry sighed, pushing himself out of his seat and stalking out of the room.
Lost in his own mind he bumped into someone, acting quickly he grabbed the girl's small wrist to keep her from falling. Dark greenish brown eyes blinked up at him with tears, it was Pansy.
“Shit Pansy I’m sorry I hurt you, I didn't mean to crash into you I’ll take you to the Infirmary.”Harry babbled tugging the Girl towards the stairs.
“I’m not crying because you Hurt me, I’m sorry I.. This Marriage law thing. Has me all in a tizzy. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to cause you worry.” Pansy sniffled trying to hide her face with one hand.
Harry shook his head at a loss for words as he pulled the girl he had asked to marry just last night into an open empty classroom on the Second floor. He guided her to sit in the closest empty chair he leaned into the Desk next to her patting her shoulder gently.
“Yeah it sucks like picking a partner out of a hat.” Harry snorted, Pansy dropped her hands to look at him, tears running down her cheek.
“Right, I’m so afraid I’ll end up with someone I hate, or worse someone like my Dad.” She shuddered, wiping her eyes.
“I take it he wasn't very Kind.” Harry replied in an angry sharp voice.
“That would be an understatement, My Mother could never give him what she wanted. A son. I have many sisters who died in the Womb. The beatings caused that, He was not a pleasant man.” Pansy said softly.
“He Hurt you?” Harry surmised, eyes narrowed.
“That obvious?” Pansy asked tiredly.
“Perhaps not to everyone, let's just say you're not alone, my relatives weren't much better.” Harry turned to look at her nodding softly.
“I see surprising you didn’t end up in Slytherin many of us do, not all mind. But that's why we present such a united front.” Pansy replied sadly.
“Well to be honest the Hat did want to put me there. I begged not to after my little tête-à-tête with Draco. Well, I didn’t want to be around that Prat.” Harry grinned teasingly and Pansy giggled.
“He was quite bad when we were kids, He’s grown a lot. You seemed to have made up eventually, Thank you Harry I needed that.” Pansy laughed, smiling at the man who leaned next to her.
“Good; Ya know we're all kinda in this together all starting at the same place, got to hope that’s all we can do right now. If you need to talk to someone I’m always around, Hermione would love it if you came to her. You have people who Care Pansy, you can share your burden.” Harry smiled standing up holding out his arms offering her a hug; Pansy beamed up at him and tentatively stood and stepped into his warm hug.
“Thank you Harry for everything, I gotta get to class.” Pansy smiled, stepping out of his arms and stepped softly out of the Room leaving him staring after her.
Harry was a bit shaken; she had smelled devine, she was warm,soft, and Melted into him; he had never felt so protective over someone he barely knew. But hopefully she would smile seeing his letter and chose him knowing he could relate and know he would never hurt her.
All that was left to do was wait. Harry Potter was many things. Patient was not one of them.