Chapter One

The Marraige Law

Okay, so I have come to LOVE Marraige Law Fics so I decided to write one of my own. This one is a Fred/Hermione fic and I might, just maybe, create a Draco/Hermione one or a Harry/Hermione. Just so you know, in this story, Fred was not killed during the Battle of Hogwarts. Granted, Fred is not my favorite Weasley (I am head over heels in love with George 3) I could not write about my love and Granger being together, of course not! Well anyways, here is my story, it most likely wont be as good as the ones that I have read but I will most certainly try! Please Read&Review!

Hermione Granger woke up in the early hours of the morning. However, it wasn't on her own accord. She was woken when a certain long haired ginger started jumping on her bed. "Hermione! Wake up, wake up!" Ginny shouted as if Hermione was two kilometer from her instead of a mere two inches.

"Ginny, get off me," Hermione groaned, sitting up and wiping the sleep from her eyes.

After Voldemort was defeated, Hermione had been staying at the Burrow in Fred and George's old room. The twins were always at their shop in Diagon Alley, trying to clean up the mess that the Death Eaters left when they raided Weasley Wizard Wheezes.

"Hermione! Dad came home with terrible news this morning. The Ministry passed the Marraige Law last night!"

Hermione's eyes went wide upon hearing the news. She had read all about the Marraige Law when she was still in school. It was terrible. The main idea of the law was that after a period of time when a lot of wizard and witches were lost, the Ministry of Magic would run a bunch of test so set wizards and witches, ages sixteen to twenty-seven year olds to set them up with their perfect match. There were a few limitations though, such as two purebloods and two muggleborns are not to be paired together due to the need to have the next generation to consist mostly of half-bloods.

This was a big problem because people were not to choose whom they marry. Their spouse was chosen for them.

Hermione jumped out of the bed and grabbed her bath robe, slipping it on as she ran downstairs. What if she wasn't paried with Ron? Sure, they weren't officially together, and she didn't know if she loved him or not, but they were expected-by everyone-to get married one day.

Ginny followed Hermione down the stairs, bumping into her as Hermione stopped in the doorway of the kitchen.

All the Weasley's were there. Harry had been staying at Grimmauld Place with Teddy, so he was not in attendance and there was no definate that he knew about the law yet.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sitting in their chairs at the table, the twins leaning against the sink, Percy next to Gred. Ron was sitting with Bill and Charlie at the table as well, Bill's arm around Fleur's shoulders.

There was a pile of letters in the middle of the table, everyone looking at teh Ministry sealed envelopes in what only could be fear and anticipation.

Hermione took a step towards the table and picked up the enveolope with her name on the front.

"Who's first?" she asked softly, looking over at Ron.

The room was quiet for ten breaths before Ginny interrupted the silence. "I'll go," she picked up her letter and ripped it open, scanning the letter before squeeling happily.

"Harry James Potter!" her eyes were bright as she looked first at Hermione then to her mother.

"Oh, congratulations!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, hugging her daughter tightly.

Charlie opened his lettr next He read nothing except the name in bold red letters at teh bottom of the parchement. "Amanda Brown," he smirked, looking over at Bill. "remember her? She was a Ravenclaw in your year. Bloody beautiful."

Bill smiled at his younger brother. "Nice!" he high fived Charlie and sat back down next to Fleur, who was raising an eyebrow at her husband.

When George read "Angelina Marie Johnson," from his letter, he looked at his twin worried eyes since Fred had always fancied her. "She's a nice girl," was all Fred said. "Don't hurt her or I'll hurt you," he winked jokingly.

Percy opened his letter next, confusion written clearly on his face for a second before realization dawned on him. "Luna Elizabeth Lovegood," he said, eyes widening. The younger Weasleys and Hermione burst out laughing, Ron even falling to the ground in hysterics.

Once their laughter had finally subsided, Ron opened his letter with shaking hands. When he said nothing, Fleur looked over at his letter, her eyebrows furrowed. "Who is zis Lavender Brown?" she looked up at her husband.

Hermione's face fell and her fists clenched.

Ron looked up and found Hermione's eyes, worry written clearly on his face. He could tell she was angry, everyone could, though no one said anything.

Hermione ripped her letter open and read it to herself.

Miss Hermione Granger,

Earlier this morning, the Marrige

Law was passed by Ministry officials.

Below is the name of your future

husband. The two of you are

to be married by teh end of

the year and have to concieve

a child within the next two years.

Thank you

Sincerely,

Lana Tamer

Lana Tamer

Hermione's eyes trailed to the words at the bottom of the parchement.

Betrothed: Fred Gideon Weasley

The letter dropped from her hands as she froze.

She heard another letter rip open and a loud "Bloody hell!" from across the room. Hermione's head snapped up and she locked eyes with Fred, her fiance.

Ron got the idea and jumped out of his seat and ran to the dropped letter, reading his brothers name. "No! No, no, no no, no. NO!" He looked from Hermione to his favorite brother.

Everyone else seemed to realize Hermione had been paired with Fred because the last thing she heard was: "This should be interesting."

Then she passed out.