I Speak Not
"I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;…
"Mom, Harry will be here any moment! Where is my favorite sweater?!" Hermione watched from the Weasley's kitchen table as Ginny flew past in a white braw and blue jeans. She couldn't refrain from giggling at the frantic red head.
"Darling put a shirt on! I don't know where you're….oh," Mrs. Weasley rushed past the other side of Hermione and pulled Ginny's favorite forest green sweater from the sink dripping water, "oops."
"What is it mom? Why did you stop talking?" Ginny was getting closer to the kitchen and Mrs. Weasley had gone into a panic; however, before Ginny could make it to the kitchen door Hermione flipped out her wand and flicked it once at the sweater, which instantly dried and unwrinkled itself.
Ginny busted through the door and Mrs. Weasley put on her sternest face, "If you wouldn't leave your close lying around the house then maybe you could find them for once!" She tossed the sweater to a deeply blushing Ginny that vanished up the stairs after catching it with a curt 'thanks mom'.
Hermione was sipping her coffee and reading the paper with a jackal's smile, "What would we do without you, Hermione," the elder red head took a seat at the end of the table and sighed with a short amused laugh.
Hermione looked up at her, "probably run around in circles yelling at each other and forgetting you're witches," she folded the paper and laid it down, "but I would be bored to death if I didn't have all of you!" she waved her hands in the air forcing both of them into a fit of laughter that continued even after the loud cracks of their visitors.
Tonks, Lupin, Harry, and Ron strolled into the kitchen to find Mrs. Weasley and Hermione rolling in hysterical laughter, "have you two gone mad?"
They stopped and looked at Harry before bursting into heavier laughter that brought tears to their eyes. Tonks smiled and decided to put her two pence in, "I bet this has a lot to do with the youngest Weasley," she walked over to an empty seat and plopped down in it before reaching over with her left hand to grab a strawberry from the center of the table. The laughter stopped.
"Tonks!" both females yelled and grabbed the hand spreading the fingers to take in the magnificent rock on her ring finger.
Tonks beamed with pride, "isn't it absolutely gorgeous!" She leaned over with the other two.
"Seems like our little werewolf is in love, Molly," Hermione fell back in her seat and placed a hand over her heart before looking up at Lupin's flushed face, "they just grow up so fast," over dramatic would be an understatement to Hermione's acting.
"I know. One day their little puppies the next their all grown up into big wolves," Mrs. Weasley sighed and wiped the invisible tear from her cheek.
Tonks rose and walked over to Lupin before scolding the two playfully, "That's so untrue," she wrapped her arms around Lupin's neck, "He's my werewolf now," her purr forced Lupin into a deeper shade of red before they all burst into laughter.
"What's all the ruckus down here?" The youngest of the Weasley's bounced down the stairs happily and once she reached the landing everyone slipped into a chorus of 'Happy Birthday' and Harry wrapped his arms around her lovingly. They new he wanted to propose and had chosen this day to do it. Right in front of everyone, including Dumbledore; however, he seemed to be running late as usual.
"Tonks is engaged!" once again they congregated around Tonks and made Lupin blush more before she returned to Harry's side.
"Hey mate, where's Dumbledore?" Ron plopped down beside Hermione and placed an arm around her shoulders that she leaned into.
"He said he would be on time so I could present my present…" Just at that exact moment Dumbledore apparated into the room flushed with anger with a proud looking Rufus Scrimgeour standing at his side, a sad Cornelius Fudge, a confused Percy Weasley, and two other ministry officials that had their arms crossed in a pompous manner.
"Albus?" Hermione was the first to speak after seeing the two pieces of parchment clutched in a death grip.
The Headmaster took a deep breath and turned his face to meet the strong Gryffindor sadly. "The Lioness of all Gryffindors," was the only thing he was able to say before looking over to Ginny, "and the female who claims our Hero's heart," his words to Hermione were not out of the blue, he normally referred to her with this title, but the words to Ginny caught their attention immediately. "Not these two!" It was a bellow of rage directed straight at Scrimgeour who flinched slightly and swallowed but held his ground.
"Yes Albus! We made a decree of Olde Law! You know as well as I do that The Goblet Of Fire's power is used not only for the Triwizard Tournament but for any cause that endangers the wizarding world! WE did not choose them the Goblet did! They are the best candidates apparently on both sides for this! The law is binding; just like Harry couldn't get out of it neither can either of them!"
That seemed to be the final say for Albus slammed the papers on the desk and glared at Scrimgeour, "Harry, quickly give Miss Weasley her gift even if it cannot be," his voice was low and filled with sadness.
Harry looked at Albus and saw a tear run down his cheek and into the white beard. Subconsciously Harry he pulled out the ring, "Ginny I love you more than anything upon this earth, and I want you to marry me," tears weld up in their eyes as they realized what Albus had said.
Hermione rose from her seat and grabbed the folded parchments. One was addressed to her and the other to Ginny in blue fire writing proving that it was from the Goblet, "Ginny come here," Hermione spoke calmly and coaxed her to her before handing the letter over. Hermione opened her's:
By Decree of The Law Of Olde and The Goblet Of Fire
The Citizens of the Wizarding World mentioned below
will partake in the binding process known as Marriage.
The will of the Olde is ever strong and shall not be broken or ignored; therefore, the Marriage shall be performed then consummated before the latter of 3 months.
If ignored by either party the consequences will be dire!
The punishment will not affect the opposite party; however, it will affect the Wizard or Witch who refuses to obey the law in the most painful and life destroying way to that person!
The maiden's will be untouchable by a lustful or loving man that is not their chosen partner!
Fidelity must stand firm and cannot be broken, period! Even before the marriage!
Abuse of any kind is unmentionable and must and will not come from either witch or wizard!
The law states that the wife must follow the husband; however, do to the current time period the wife does not have to serve nor obey any unreasonable commands that she wishes not to follow!
A two week courtship must be performed before the wedding!
Wedding must follow wizard and muggle laws and rituals of vows and binding!
Must be consummated by the given time or the consequences will be far more terrible than disobeying the rules to the unwilling partner!
The word 'Divorce' does not exist and will never exist; the I Do's are FINALE!
The magic of this bond will be like any other and will not affect the partaker's magic in any way, so compassion or any other emotion for the partner is no effect of the Law Of Olde or The Goblet Of Fire!
Most compatible yet outrageous pair:
Gryffindor Maiden Hermione Jane Granger
&
Slytherin Heir Lord Voldemort
Suddenly she became deaf to all around her and felt a sudden weight on her right arm where Ginny had fallen over on her to keep her balance. The two girls peered at the other's bad news and Hermione found Ginny's to be the same except for the names at the bottom:
Most agreeable yet disastrous pair:
Weasley Maiden Ginevra Molly Weasley
&
Malfoy Heir Draco Abraxus Malfoy
Shaking the girls dropped the letters and glance at each others tear covered face then Ginny buried herself in Hermione's chest shaking and heaving with the lack of oxygen. Hermione gripped her tight, "whose idea was this!?"
Cornelius looked over to Hermione sadly, "Delores Umbridge's. She's delivering the other letter to…" before he could finish Hermione had apparated with Ginny.
Voldemort sat behind the large mahogany desk speaking with Draco Malfoy in an emotionless tone, "Hmm…young Malfoy," he paused to lean back in his seat, "I've been watching you," the low hiss made Draco straighten and shiver slightly, "You have been most loyal."
The pause was for Draco's benefit, "My loyalty is only yours milord."
"I see this," he rose from his seat abruptly making Draco bow his head to his knees as he sat. Voldemort chuckled, "you fear me?"
"Yes, milord," it was fact.
"Good. Unlike your father," at the mention of the title Draco stiffened in anger causing Voldemort to smile, "you are smart. You have been carrying yours and your father's weight among my Death Eaters bringing you great respect from them and notice from me," he walked around the desk to stand before Draco, "stand Draco!"
The command was sudden but Draco's body obeyed as if it was the very air he breathed. His eyes stayed on his feet as he spoke, "yes milord! Your will is my command!"
"Good! Draco you are 19 are you not?" Voldemort walked around him, "look up and answer me!" the hiss was low and dangerous.
Draco's head rose to look ahead of him as he answered, "yes milord. Two weeks ago."
"Hmm…very good," he stopped in front of Draco, "you are old enough to claim the title as Malfoy patriarch and take a bride. Are you not?"
"Yes, milord. I am betrothed to Pansy Parkinson, milord."
"Aww. Parkinson. I believe her father is a complete screw up of a Death Eater, can't even remember his name to think of it, and her mother has slept with every one of my Death Eaters with the exception of you, Belletrix, and Rodolphus of course," Voldemort had looked up in thought.
Draco had been completely clueless to this information and looked every bit of it. Voldemort chuckled, "You did not know. Well then now you do. However, I shall keep from informing you of Miss Parkinson's activities," he went back to his chair.
"As you wish milord," what has that little whore been doing behind my back!
"Do you honestly want to know?" Voldemort watched him.
"Yes milord," Draco bent down to one knee.
"She assists her mother in pleasing your father," Draco's eyes filled with rage as he looked up at his lord, "that is why you are betrothed to her, so your father can borrow her. Seems she enjoys it quite a lot for he wants her alone without the old woman as tag along."
"How dare he cheat on my mother!" Draco calmed himself quickly, "I deeply apologize my lord for my outburst."
"Nonsense Draco! Have your outburst!" Voldemort was smiling largely now.
Draco noticed, "Thank you milord. I wish not to cross the line but something pleases you may I be so bold as to ask what, master."
"Yes Draco you have that right. For only my most trusted Death Eater has such a right," Draco's head shot up, "You have one task before you can claim your rightful position to my right."
"Anything, milord, say your will and I will make it real," Draco had straightened.
"You have failed me once, young Malfoy," Draco winced, "and you know this. This task was murder. Make up for your failure and claim the right to patriarch. Kill your father, Draco," Voldemort watched him.
He had gone stiff at the mention of murder, I have never murdered one on one before without chickening out. Voldemort needs a strong right hand one that does not back down, he looked up to Voldemort, "I shall claim my rightful place at your side and as patriarch. My father will pay for what he has done to you my Lord and my family!" Draco's voice rang with confidence that satisfied Voldemort.
"I have no doubt you will, Draco," Voldemort rose to walk with Draco out when the door to his study flew open.
Delores Umbridge, and four ministry officials entered followed by four Death Eaters looking completely shocked and annoyed, "by decree of The Law of Olde and The Goblet Of Fire I present you two men with these two letters," Delores passed them to Draco at a distance not wanting to be close to the Dark Lord.
Draco handed Voldemort's letter to him and he opened it:
By Decree of The Law Of Olde and The Goblet Of Fire
The Citizens of the Wizarding World mentioned below
will partake in the binding process known as Marriage.
The will of the Olde is ever strong and shall not be broken or ignored; therefore, the Marriage shall be performed then consummated before the latter of 3 months.
If ignored by either party the consequences will be dire!
The punishment will not affect the opposite party; however, it will affect the Wizard or Witch who refuses to obey the law in the most painful and life destroying way to that person!
The maiden's will be untouchable by a lustful or loving man that is not their chosen partner!
Fidelity must stand firm and cannot be broken, period! Even before the marriage!
Abuse of any kind is unmentionable and must and will not come from either witch or wizard!
The law states that the wife must follow the husband; however, do to the current time period the wife does not have to serve nor obey any unreasonable commands that she wishes not to follow!
A 2 week courtship must be performed before the wedding!
Wedding must follow wizard and muggle laws and rituals of vows and binding!
Must be consummated by the given time or the consequences will be far more terrible than disobeying the rules to the unwilling partner!
The word 'Divorce' does not exist and will never exist; the I Do's are FINALE!
The magic of this bond will be like any other and will not affect the partaker's magic in any way, so compassion or any other emotion for the partner is no effect of the Law Of Olde or The Goblet Of Fire!
Most compatible yet outrageous pair:
Slytherin Heir Lord Voldemort
&
Gryffindor Maiden Hermione Jane Granger
Voldemort rose and swung behind Draco to read his. The letter was the same except for the names at the bottom.
Most agreeable yet disastrous pair:
Malfoy Heir Draco Abraxus Malfoy
&
Weasley Maiden Ginevra Molly Weasley
Voldemort and Draco were shaking with rage. Quickly Voldemort's wand flew up and he yelled the killing curse at Delores but nothing happened. She was about to speak when his fist slammed into the desk, "It is the real Law! We are bound to the contract and will soon be bound to these women!" He snarled.
"We cannot get out of this!" Draco was exasperated.
"No Draco. We had best not disobey it either. The Law Of Olde is a neutral force. It does not differentiate between light and dark magic. It is all the same to it. Even I would not dare match its power."
Draco looked at his lord who was seething in his calm demeanor that had disappeared then reappeared like a lamp in the wind, "what…what happens now?"
Voldemort turned toward Delores who was about to speak when Kingsley ran in clutching his side. Trying to catch his breath he leaned against the mahogany. "You….can't….do….this!" he was gasping now.
"Oh. Mr. Kingsley. I thought you were finished. My greatest apologies; however, you are now. The Magic Of Olde and the ministry can do what ever they wish!" Her tone was sweet and innocent yet laced with cruelty.
He leaned heavily on the mahogany once his breath returned, "This can't be! What have you all done! You're going to get it Delores Umbridge!"
"Are you threatening me Kingsley?!" the sweet demeanor turned to anger.
"Not I, Delores. The 'maidens' that were chosen are your threat? Especially Hermione with what you have done! Today is the youngest Weasley's birthday and do you know what her present was going to be from Harry?"
Delores glared at him sweetly, "no and nor do I care. I'm not afraid of a little cub either Mr. Kingsley. That's all that Miss Granger is…"
Kingsley laughed at her, "WRONG! Oh you will care! Harry proposed to her! You have ripped her away from the man she loves!"
Delores was not even fazed by the news, "and what does this have to do with Miss Granger."
Kingsley's jaw dropped, "you heartless…" he calmed himself with a smile, "just remember this. You may be a beast hidden in pink clothing but Hermione is a full grown lioness in a beautiful woman's body. Appearances can be deceiving and you just lit the wick so be ready for the explosion!"
"What? Why on earth wou…" before Delores could finish the door flew open again crashing against the stone walls…