Bitter Sweet

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/10095191.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M, F/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley
Characters: Albus Dumbledore, Ginny Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson,
Severus Snape, Blaise Zabini, Rita Skeeter, Voldemort
Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Sexual Content, Alternate Universe, Angst, Tragedy,
Drama, Romance
Language: English
Collections: HPFandom
Stats: Published: 2007-01-16 Words: 1,029 Chapters: 1/1
 Bitter Sweet
by Missy Padfoot [archived by HPFandom_archivist]

Summary

HP/DM Harry is being forced to marry a pureblood. Who will be chosen for him?

Notes

Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally archived at HP Fandom, which
was closed for health and financial reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually
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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK
Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic
Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no
copyright or trademark infringement is intended. JK Rowling owns it all.

Author’s Notes: Yes my pretties. Another story by me. I really don’t know how I keep doing
this….I’m just making everything harder for myself….but…I’m bored, and I’m currently
stuck with my other stories. So when you see me add a new one, now you know what it really
means. This story came to me when I was remembering one of my first ideas of a FanFiction,
but it was under a different pairing. I never really got to write it, but the idea has always been
there. I currently only write HP/DM pairings, since I’m obsessed with it, as well as HP/SS.
But I haven’t created one of those…yet. Oh, it’s in the process. I just have to add a few more
pages and outline the plot more.

Anyway, I had the idea of this plot when I was reading my first ever fan fiction, And I just
had a gut feeling that it was time to bring my idea to life. I have little butterflies in my
stomach as I think of it…..

I would love reviews. You don’t have to of course, but they do make me happy.

Summary: HP/DM Harry is being forced to marry a pureblood. Who will be chosen for him?

A Proposal

Lord Voldemort looked at the flame’s fires maliciously. Would his plan work? Yes. He would
make sure of it.

He leaned into his chair and let the heat of the bright flames go through his body. Oh, he
loved peaceful moments like these. This was the only time he could feel alive; the only time
he could feel…content.

He picked up the wine next to him and gently let it simper under his nose.

“Severus.” He put the glass down before he had even taken his sip.

“Yes my lord?” The dark haired man went to his knees.

“Tell me, Severus, how is Potter?”

Snape had been expecting this.

“My Lord, he has been kept too close to Dumbledore for me to get near. The old man has
become more alert of me and has prevented me to come near the boy all summer.”

The Dark Lord stroked his chin. “Really, is Dumbledore teaching him also?”
Snape nodded. “I suspect so, my lord. As I said before, though, I haven’t been near the boy as
I’d like to.”

“Perhaps,” Voldemort began again with narrowed eyes, “you should try harder.”

“As always, my lord.”

Voldemort snarled at his servant.

“Lucius.”

A silvery blonde man stepped from out of the shadows. “Yes my Lord.” Malfoy had bowed
his head.

“Lucius, how is our plan getting along?”

Lucius nodded. “Perfectly, my lord. Everything is signed and we already have claims.”

What could the be talking about? Snape thought.

“Well done, Lucius. For your reward, how would you like our dear Severus punished?”

Lucius smirked. “I simple cruciatus showed be enough.”

Voldemort raised an eyebrow. “It seems you are getting soft. We wouldn’t want that, now,
would we?”

“No my lord.”

“Good. Now, go punish him, just take him out of my site.”

Lucius bowed his head once more. “Thank you my lord.”

Snape followed after Lucius stiffly. Shit. He was in trouble.

Severus Snape stumbled unto Hogwarts grounds. He was in grave pain. It wasn’t just one
cruciatus it was four. He was surprised that he hadn’t gone crazy as the Longbottoms yet.

In front of the entrance doors, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were
waiting for him.

Dumbledore patted him on the back. “Poppy is already waiting for you, my boy. Do you want
me to have you levitated there?”

Snape shook his head grudgingly. “I don’t need help getting up some simple stairs.”

Dumbledore nodded. “Very well. I will be there in a while to discuss what happened in your
meeting today.”

Snape nodded the best he could and began his long journey up the stairs.
Five minutes after Poppy sentenced him to be kept in the nursery, Dumbledore came in and
grabbed a seat next to Snape.

“What happened Severus? Why did you get punished? Did you learn anything new?”

Snape looked positively sour. “We already know why I’ve been punished, so lets not talk
about it. But yes, I have learn something new.”

Dumbledore looked closely at him. “And?”

Snape sighed. “Apparently, they are planning something big. Something having to do with
Lucius.”

Dumbledore nodded. “You did good. I will leave you now to rest.”

Snape nodded and drifted off to sleep.

The Great Hall was filled with cheery voices and welcoming hellos for their first day of
classes.

Harry Potter was having a heated discussion with his best friend Ronald Weasley about his
new move in Quidditch.

“Ron, I seriously doubt ‘The Starfish and Stick’ is a safe move.”

“It’s perfectly safe.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Then how would you block it without falling of your broom if the quaffle is aimed at your
head.”

Ron glared. “Well, I still want to try it in practice.”

Harry rubbed his forehead. “Fine by me. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Just then the owl post came in.

Many students eagerly anticipated letters from home wishing good luck in classes as well as
a few presents. Harry ignored them and began playing with his toast, looking at it in every
angle.

“Look Harry.” Hermione pointed up at the owls. “There’s Hedwig and she’s carrying a
letter.”
Harry looked up, and sure enough, Hedwig was carrying a letter. She swooped down and
landed perfectly on the table.

“Thank you girl.” Harry started petting her and gave her the rest of his toast. Harry then
looked at the letter and tried to see who it was from.

To Mr. H. J. Potter:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

The Ministry of Magic

Harry took out the letter and began to read it. “WHAT THE FUCK!?!”
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