Chapter One: A night to Remember

Hey everyone. This is my take on the much overused Marriage Law fic. Pairings will include: HP/DG, HG/BZ RW/LB, NL/LL and a few more! ENJOY!

Voldemort's dead, Horcruxes are gone, and TGT is heading back to Hogwarts for their seventh year. Sirius and Lupin are still alive, Dumbles is not PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!

Oh and I hate Ginny ;)

Many thanks to my beta, HarryPotterIsMyPatronus555 for editing this chapter.

The Great Hall

"Will all seventh years, new and old, stay in the great hall after the feast? Younger students will follow their fifth and sixth-year prefects to their dormitories." Headmistress McGonagall said from her position behind the podium. "Older students, please move to the front of the tables."

"Wonder what this is about," mumbled Ron as he got up "I hope it goes by quickly, I'm exhausted."

"It's probably about that new law your dad was talking about Ron," Hermione said matter-of-factly. "I heard Malfoy talking about the law on the train. 'My father is very high up in the ministry, you see so he knows all about this and that and so on' I hope it doesn't pertain to our NEWTs."

McGonagall cleared her throat as the last stragglers sat down. "Since WWII (Wizarding War two), the population has dropped dramatically. With the number of wizarding adults killed in the war, the population has dropped to an all-time low. With that in mind, the Ministry has decided to implement a new marriage law." Cries of shock and outrage filled the hall, but McGonagall plowed on. "This new law will affect everyone from the age of seventeen to thirty-five. The Ministry, however, has decided to keep people still enrolled in school matched with people from their school - you will not be wed to some thirty-five-year-old man who you have never met before. The goal of this law is still to boost the population so you will be expected to bear your partner a minimum of three children - through natural conception." Several of the boys face light up at this tidbit of information, but the smiles were shortly extinguished after McGonagall gave the next piece of information. "The matching of pairs will start now. Once you get your pair, please sit together at the males or in the case of same-sex partners, the first name called's table"

An Unspeakable stepped up to the podium and unfurled a scroll.

"Hannah Abbott to be wed to Dean Thomas"

"Pansy Parkinson to be wed to Cormac McLaggen"

"Tracy Davis to be wed to Ardian Puecy"

"Neville Longbottom to be wed to Luna Lovegood" Neville looked somewhat happy at the news, and Luna skipped over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek before sitting at the Gryffindor table.

"Ginny Weasley to be wed to Vincent Crabbe"

"WHAT!" Ginny yelled from her place at the Gryffindor table. "There is no fucking way that I'm marrying that snake!" "Like it or not, Weaslette, you're mine now," smirked Crabbe from the Slytherin table. "Now be a good Gryffindor and come to sit over here." Ginny chose to ignore him and with a huff, sat firmly in her seat. Two Aurors came over, however, and picked her up and deposited her at the Slytherin table.

"Ron Weasley to be wed to Lavender Brown"

Ron barely had time to look disappointed before a brown-haired bundle of "Won-Won!" was thrust upon him. Harry was about to laugh when the next name was called.

"Harry Potter to be wed to Daphne Greengrass"

Harry's heart stopped. Daphne Greengrass. He had met the girl once, maybe twice. She was a Slytherin, but he could vaguely remember her not being friends with Malfoy. She was currently walking towards him with a pure mask of pureblood calm on her face, but her eyes were alive with anger and fear. As she reached him, she sat down and looked anywhere but him.

"I'm Harry," Harry said cautiously, drawing her attention. "But I figured you knew that already."

Daphne scoffed as she turned to look at him.

"Daphne. And yes of course, how could I not know the name of the Boy-Who-Lived." She turned back to watch the calling of names, the tone of dismissal in her voice evident.

"Hermione Granger to be wed to Blaise Zabini"

There was a loud thud from behind Harry. Hermione had evidently fainted. Madam Pomfrey hurried over to check on her, and she was levitated out of the hall, her new fiance close behind.

"And that concludes our calling of names," McGonagall said. "A Hogwarts house-elf will appear shortly to take you to your new residences. You will share a common room with three other couples. Off to bed!" As soon as McGonagall finished, an elderly house elf appeared. "Pinky will take master and mistress to common room!" Without any warning, Pinky grabbed both of their arms and popped them away. They landed with a thud in a warm common room painted with pastel blues, greys, and whites. Around them were four doors. The one closest to the bewildered couple read "The Potters". The other doors read "The Longbottoms", "The Thomas'", and "The Zabini's". Daphne stormed through the door with "The Potters" engraved on it without a backward glance at Harry. Harry troped behind her and was greeted with a cozy room. It was painted in the same style as the common room, with a door and an archway on either side. Daphne was nowhere to be seen, so Harry decided to take a look around. Through the archway was a study of sorts, with two white desks and a couple bookshelves. Two pale blue armchairs sat nestled in a corner. The bedroom had two twin beds in it, each with a nightstand and reading light. There were two chests of drawers at the foot of each bed. Harry could hear shower water running through the door, so he figured Daphne was taking a shower. He sat down on one of the armchairs and waited for her to come out. When she did, Harry stood up. "Daphne" he called out, striding towards her. "We need to talk"

"Later," she said opening her drawers and pulling some stuff out. "I'm exhausted. I'll take the left bed. You can change in the bathroom." Harry sighed and pulled out a pair of boxers from his top left drawer. Making his way to the bathroom, he closed the door and looked around. The bathroom had a shower, bathtub, toilet, and sink. He noticed that Daphne has already put several small beauty products around the sink. He changed and then walked back into the bedroom. Daphne was already in bed, so he extinguished the singular candle lit and clambered into bed. Giving in to the heavy fold of sleep, the only thought on his mind was what he would do tomorrow.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I post every monday, but I might post tomorrow. Idk.

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Phoebe