A/N: I do not own any of the main character from the book/movie 'Harry Potter'. I wanted to try doing a pairing I never done before, and came up with a DT/HG pairing. This is a marriage law story, but probably not like the ones you've read in the past, hope you enjoy reading this fan-fiction.

THE GOLDEN CUP

Chapter One

She stared at the large Golden Cup, which had looked almost identical to the one from her fourth year, when Hogwarts had hosted the 'Tri-Wizards Tournament'. This cup held the faith, of not just herself, but all the wizard's and witch's between eighteen, and thirty-five. If one were to refused participating, said person would be obliviated of there memory's since before they attended one of the magic schools, and ordered to turn there wand back into the ministry.

"Hey there Hermione," Harry, and Ginny, came and stood next to there friend. They had gotten married right after the final battle a year ago, so they didn't have to be bound to someone they didn't know, "We came here with Ron, he's a bit irritated about this partner drawing thing."

"Yeah, he's not the only one," Hermione answered, as she walked to an empty seat, she looked around for the friend in question, "Where is he anyways?"

"He's sitting in the back, figured he could make a quick run for it, in-case he got paired up with someone he didn't like," Ginny answered, as she sat beside her girlfriend, "You should had married Ron, before they set this all up."

"I had to go to Australia, to get my parents, when I came back the law had already been set," She rolled her eyes, they both new she wanted to find her parents, and while she was away her best friends had gotten married, and a couple weeks later the marriage law was intact.

"We'll sit with you, Mione," Harry sat beside his wife, as he looked at many of the familiar faces in the crowd, "Feels like a Hogwarts reunion, at how many classmates I see here."

Hermione noticed a couple of the ex-slytherine's standing against the wall, talking amongst themselves as they scoped the crowds around themselves, "Can't believe it is up to up to repopulate the wizarding world, why can't we do our part, and rebuild it in time, and our own paste?"

"I don't know, you know Minister Shacklebot, he thinks this will bring us all together. He even has to put his name into the cup," Harry answered, as he rested a hand on his friends shoulder, "I just hope you, and Ron, don't end up with someone you dislike."

Hermione got ready to respond, when there was a loud noise in the center of the large room, she turned her attention up to where the Minister of Magic was standing in the center of the stage, 'Here we go.'

A woman in purple robes, and a blonde bee hive hair style, stood up in front of all the young singles, with the minister standing behind her. She had rubbed her stomach, where everyone in the front could now recognize a baby bump, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She cleared her throat, before holding a wand to it, and addressing the crowd, "Ladies, and Gentlemen, welcome to this memorable occasion. You all will embark into a fruitful marriage, to help rebuild the wizarding world. After your partner is chosen, you all will have a year to plan your ceremonies. If you wish to commit right away, the department of ministry will be here to bond you at your convenience. We appreciate you participation, in helping to build our world as soon as possible. Since Minister Shacklebot had placed his name, he therefore cannot pull any names from the cup, so you all will know rather or not this is real. When you hear your names, and small binding will form, making you incapable of pursuing any relations with those who are not the ones, who you are drawn to be with." The woman paused as the Minister whispered in her ear, and then blushed before speaking again, "Sorry, how rude of me, my name is Andrea McPherson, in charge of the new bonding department. If you need anything, which the marriage department cant help with, then I will be able to hopefully be of help." After she had finished explaining the rules, she waved her wand over the top of the goblet, and a whirlwind of parchments came flying out of it, into all the hands of the singles in the crowd.

A little round, bald man then came onto the stage, and took over the woman's part. He to held his wand to his throat, and turned to the crowd, with a joyful smiled, "Hello, I am Ru Lard Amstan, I help miss McPherson in the bonding department, all of the men had received the parchment with the address, to where there partner's are currently living. While the woman received the time, when they should expect there suitors visits. Now you all know what is expected of you, and I ask that you please have a wonderful life, and afternoon as well."

"They couldn't just owl the parchments to everyone," Ginny wandered, as she took a hold of her husbands hand, before looking over at her single female friend, "When do you meet, Mr. Right?"

Hermione stared down at the parchment, a little confused, "It says in two hours, at my house."

"I bet she's a cow," Ron explained, as he made his way to where his friends, and sister were sitting, "I thought that they were going to call the pairs one at a time, not give everyone the time, and date of there meeting. We all could had stayed at home, if that was what they were going to do," he was staring down at his parchment, "I have to meet my future wife at ten in the morning, at Hogwarts."

Ginny's eyes widened, already knowing who his brothers, soon to be wife was, "Well at least you already know your partner."

"I do, who do I know that works at Hogwarts?" Ron stared at his sister, as if the witch had gone mental.

"You'll just have to wait, like Hermione," Ginny smirked, as she stood up, pulling her husband along with her, "See you at home Ron," she then wrapped an arm around her friend, "Mom said you can come over for dinner, don't be late. Maybe you can bring your future fiancee."

"Likely," Hermione just rolled her eyes, as the couple apperated away, she then turned to Ron to give a reassuring smile, "Ginny is right, you'll be happy with who they picked for you," with that, she turned and walked towards the floo network.

AT THE GRANGERS

"So the man they picked for you, is going to be here in fifteen minutes?" Adan Granger asked, trying to pretend it didn't bother him, even though some boy he never met, was about to come and take his daughter away to marry her.

Hermione groaned, she had been explaining everything to her parents, mostly father in the last hour and forty-five minutes, only to have him repeat the same question.

Helen Granger, wrapped a comforting arm around her husband, knowing that it was really her daughter who should be needing the comfort. She knew what was at stake for her daughter if she had refused the new law, no more wand, and get the last so many years removed from her. She knew what obliviating was, because of her daughter having done the same to them, and thinking about it she didn't want her daughter to have to go through with not knowing what she had gone through all those years.

"Honey, I am proud that you are doing this, for something you fought so hard for. You Have a year to plan the ceremony, so you will have enough time to maybe get to know this young man."

Hermione wrapped her arms around her mother, and cried a little, her mother had always been understanding, even after temporary forgetting that they had a daughter. She kissed her mother cheek, "Thank you mom."

Adan finally sighed, before pulling his wife, and daughter onto his lap. "I trust you sweetheart, just hard to see you go through all-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang, the three stared at one another, before Hermione got up to answer the door.

She froze once she opened the door, never had expected to see him, of all the people who were part of the magical world.

"Hello, Hermione."

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