Ever since the Battle of Hogwarts, Ron's been living a pretty average life. He'd be busy trying to study for NEWTS, practice Quidditch, and go out with his girlfriend, Hermoine.

That was until when he returned to Hogwarts. He had been peacefully eating breakfast, engaging small talk with his friends, and flirting slightly with Hermione. All of a sudden, the Headmistress proclaimed that there is to be a marriage law for the senior years in Hogwarts, due to the decline in witches and wizards. The redhead groaned, hoping to still end up with his girlfriend; unfortunately, his luck had gone quite sour.

He was paired with a Slytherin, a Slytherin! He would've been alright, had it been a Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw, but Slytherin? At least he gets rich by the end of the school year.

He groaned before standing up and stepping out of the Great Hall, waiting for his unfortunately soon-to-be wife.