A Marriage Contract: The Perils Of Falling In Love (слэш)

Pansy bit her lip, “Look, I… I’ve been speaking to Hermione -,”
“Granger?!” Draco spluttered.
“Weasley-Granger,” she reminded him, “And no, I don’t mean her, she’s already married remember,”
“Then who?!”
Pansy grimaced a little, and said shortly, “Potter,”
The silence between them was palpable.
“Potter,” Draco said slowly, “You want me… to marry Harry Potter,”
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Draco had given up on love officially - he was done with it in fact. Three broken engagements later and all it had brought him was heartache and pain, and he’d had enough. But if he wanted to have any chance of exonerating his family name in the eyes of Wizarding Britain, he needed to get married (despite what Pansy said to the contrary) and preferably sooner rather than later. A political match was just what he needed. A match with no expectation of love.
That’s what he’d planned for, at least.