After the first wizarding war, the ministry passed a law for all eligible wizards to marry.
the ministry sent out letters of who your soulmate is and by when you have to marry.
what if you have to marry the person you hate?
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"Hi." Aurora said, flopping down on the sofa. Regulus had come over and had been talking with Sirius.
Sirius had come back from work 30 minutes ago, making the time now 5:30 in the evening. Aurora had spent most of the day holed up in her room drawing and reading—and maybe avoiding Remus; she knew that if she saw the taller boy she would start blushing until she was vermilion red. And that would not be attractive.
"Hello." Both boys said at the same time.
"Okay, that was creepy," She commented, looking between the brothers. "What are you talking about?"
"I think Sirius should cut his hair." Regulus told her, and Aurora nodded.
"You would look great with shorter hair." She told the older brother.
"I don't need to cut my hair," Sirius said, and Regulus and Aurora shared a look. "It doesn't need to be cut!"
"Sure it doesn't. I'm sure Lois loves it." Aurora said.
"What do you mean?" Sirius asked, brows furrowing together.
"Nothing. Don't you worry your pretty head about it." Aurora smiled.
"I thought everyone liked my hair." Sirius pouted.
"Yeah," Aurora snorted. "During school, which, in case you haven't noticed, we are no longer in. So maybe the hair should just..." She made a cutting action with her fingers.
"Alright, calm down with the murder face." Regulus told his brother.
"Mhmm," Aurora agreed. "It's not very attractive, much like your—."
"If you say hair, I will murder you." Sirius glared at her.
"I wasn't going to say hair," She laughed nervously. "I was going to say like your, uhh,"
"You were going to say hair." He said.
"I'm just agreeing with Regulus here! He thinks that it should be cut too!" Aurora defended herself. "But all it would take is a pair of scissors and you'll look much better."
Luckily for Aurora, they were interrupted by Remus entering the room. "Moony!" Sirius cried out to his friend. "These two traitors think I should cut my hair!" He gestured to her and Regulus.
"Maybe it is time Pads." Remus told his friend.
"You too!" Sirius exclaimed. "Betrayed. By my own brother, best friend, and sister-in-law."
"Don't be so dramatic." Aurora told him. "It's just hair. It'll grow back."
"How about we cut yours?" Sirius asked.
"Touch my hair and you will not have hands." She threatened him.
"I wouldn't touch her hair if I were you Sirius." Remus said to his friend.
