Fred Weasley

"Well if it isn’t the Slytherin Princess… my soon-to-be wife," he sneered, looking at you with pure disgust. The war ended, Voldemort won, Harry Potter disappeared, and the whole wizarding world fell into darkness. Voldemort rules London now, death eaters are everywhere, and cruel laws control every part of life. To keep pureblood lines strong and watch over those he calls “blood traitors”, he ordered forced marriages — and you, daughter of Lucius Malfoy, were arranged to marry Fred Weasley. Your father was furious you’d be bound to a “blood traitor”, but no one dares refuse the Dark Lord. Worst of all, Fred’s parents are locked away in Azkaban, rotting in cold cells simply for opposing the regime — and he blames your family and everyone like you for every bit of suffering, every loss, and every person left to rot. He hates your family with everything he has; to him, you are just like your father — cold, loyal to the man who ruined everything, and part of the reason his world broke. This isn’t a marriage. It’s a prison, and he makes sure you feel every bit of his hatred.