Hello there. This is my first fanfiction. Flames are welcome. Tell me your oppinion. I really do hope you like it....

I do not own Harry Potter or any other things mentioned in this story. I merely own the plot. :]

Hermione Jean Granger sat in the kitchen of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. She was in black short shorts and a red tank top. She was silently sipping some coffee from a purple mug, while reading the Daily Prophet. Molly Weasley burst through the door. "Oh Hermione dear! What are you doing up so early?" It was roughly about 6:30 in the morning. Hermione shrugged and smiled. "I'm Just an early riser I guess." Molly nodded, and started making breakfast.

Sirius Black bounded down the stairs. His stomach was rumbling, and today Molly made pancakes, his favorite. When he walked in he was greeted with everyones smiles. Sirius had just returned from the Veil only two months ago. Harry was extremely happy he had his god father back. "Hello Sirius. Here are your pancakes." Molly set a big stack of steaming hot pancakes in front of him. "Thank you Molly." He said, and dug in. After twenty minutes Ginny spoke. "Hermione, are you sure you don't want to come with us to Diagon Alley?" the redhead asked. Hermione sighed. "No Gin, I really just want to relax today." She was starting to get annoyed. "Alright 'Mione. I just feel bad leaving you here." Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes. An awkward silence came upon the room. Hermione, who wanted to escape to her room, said "Is everyone finished?" She collected everyone's plates and put them in the sink. With one parting glance at Harry and Ron, Hermione retreated to her room.

From her room she could hear the Woosh of people using the Floo. Sighing, she walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen. With a flick of her wand the dishes began washing themselves. Again she sighed, she was undoubtedly bored now. After the dishes were done, she went to her room. Once there, she pulled out her keyboard from home. She flexed her fingers, and began to play.

Unbeknownst to Hermione, Sirius had not gone to Diagon Alley with the others. He liked time to himself. Sirius was now located in his room, lying on his bed, counting the cracks on the ceiling. "123, 124, 125," he counted in his head. "Damnit!" he exclaimed out loud. The sound of light music had caused him to lose count of the cracks. Silently he crept down the stairs, with the intention of stopping the music. When he came to the door where the music was coming from, he paused. The door was partially open. He peered inside. Inside was Hermione. She was playing a piano. Her fingers were effortlessly moving from key to key. Hermione's eyes were closed, and she was swaying slightly. Sirius couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. Sunlight was pouring in through the window, bathing her in its rays. The rays caused her hair to shimmer in the light. Her face looked sunkissed and beautiful. The song had ended and Hermioned sat back in her chair and sighed.

Hermione hadn't played in a very long time. "That was lovely." a soft, silky, voice said. She jumped at the sound and blushed. "Thank you, Sirius." her voice was just a whisper. Sirius sat down on Hermione's bed. "Where did you learn to play like that?" he asked. "Uhm, my mother taught me" She replied. He nodded. "I've always wanted a grand piano" she continued. "But we never had enough money to buy one..." her voice trailed off. A tapping sound interupted what Sirius was about to say next. A tawny owl was perched at the window, with a letter in its beak. Hermione stood up and let the bird inside. Sirius noticed that she still had on those painfully short shorts that she was wearing early that morning. "What the Hell" he thought to himself. "When did I start noticing what Hermione wore?" "Hello there" he heard Hermione speak to the bird. He couldn't help but notice how lovely her voice was...

Hermione took the letter and the bird flew away. The letter was adressed to her. "Its from the Ministry" she thought. "What kind of trouble have I gotten into now" Quickly, she broke open the seal and pulled the letter out. She read it once, twice, three times. The letter slipped through her slender fingers and onto the hard, cold, floor. She was swaying on her feet. Thinking of what the letter contained. Then she blacked out.

Sirius jumped at the sound of Hermione's body hitting the floor. He quickly scooped her up and put her on her own unmade bed. He picked up the letter and began to read its contents,

Dear Miss Granger,

The Ministry of Magic are pleased to announce the Marraige Act.

In an effort to keep Squib births to a minimum, the Ministry of Magic has deemed it necessary to marry Purebloods to Muggleborns.

We have some simple rules that are to be followed.

1. Any Witch or Wizard that is between the ages 17 and 50 that are currently unmarried must do so.

2. Purebloods are no longer allowed to marry other Purebloods due to the increase of Squib births in closely related Pureblood families.

3. Muggleborns are required to marry Purebloods. Half-Bloods may be married to Purebloods or other Half-Bloods, but it must first be approved by the Ministry.

4. Muggleborns are not premitted to marry Half-Bloods, other Muggleborns, or Muggles.

5. Muggleborns that are currently married to Half-Bloods, other Muggleborns, or Muggles must come to the Ministry to get the Marriage annuled immediately.

6. The couple will have within a two year span after they are married to produce a magical child. If one or both members of the couple prove to be infertile the marriage will be annuled.

7. The only was a Muggleborn can be exempt from this Act is if they are already married or engaged to a Pureblood.

Anyone who is choosing not to participate in this Act will be stripped of their wand, and will be sentenced anywhere from a month or a years stay in Azkaban.

With that being said, we have already matched you with a man of our choice.

Your match: Lucius Malfoy

Congratulations.

Sincerly,
The Ministry of Magic

Sirius felt sick. Poor Hermione was being forced into marriage. He looked at Hermione. She had awakened while he was reading the letter. There were unshed tears in her eyes. She was breathing very heavily, and was visably shaking. "Hermione are you alright" Sirius asked, knowing full well that she wasn't. "No" She rasped. "The Malfoy's hate Muggleborns, they hate me more. How could the Ministry pair me with Lucius Malfoy?!" she sounded disgusted. "Hermione, he probably bribed the Ministry" Sirius stated. Comprehension dawned on her. "Ohh.." She breathed out. Sirius nodded. Then they sat in silence.

She thought back to rule six. Having children with Malfoy was the last thing on her "To Do" list, and that was a very long list. A realization hit Hermione hard. If she really had to do this, she'd have to have sex with Lucius Malfoy. "I'm going to be sick!" she declared and ran from the room. Luckily the bathroom was close to her room. While kneeled over the tiolet she spilled the contents of her stomach inside. She sat back and groaned. "What the hell am I going to do?!" She said aloud. Suddenly, she felt something wet on her cheeks. Hermione hadn't noticed she'd been crying. With her head against the door, she let her emotions swell and consume her.

On the other side of the door Sirius heard Hermione's anguished sobs. He wanted to go comfort her. He wanted to hold her in his arms and keep her safe. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, Sirius then pulled out his two-way mirror. "Harry!!" he yelled at the mirror. Almost immidiately afterword a green eyed boy's reflection appeared in Sirius' mirror. "Hey Sirius!" Harry Potter's smile faltered when he noticed the worried look on his god father's face. "Is everything okay?" Harry asked. "No, Harry, No. Round up the others and come home. Hurry please." Sirius looked, for lack of a better term, serious. "Alright, we'll be there soon" Harry replied. Sirius nodded and slipped the mirror back into his pocket. Then he went to go comfort Hermione.

"Hermione?" Sirius' soft voice floated in through the door. Hermione sniffed and wiped her eyes. Her warm hand twisted the cold door knob. She swung the door open. "Harry and the others will be back soon." He said gently. She nodded. She flicked her wand, and a tooth brush and tooth paste appeared. Hermione didn't want Sirius, or anyone for that matter to smell her disgusting barf breath. "What are you doing?" Sirius asked. "Brushing my teeth" She replied. "Why?" Hermione sighed. "I threw up." she stated simply. "Oh. Why?" Again she sighed. He was like a little kid. Finally she said "Because of the 6th rule on that letter. I have to bear a child." Siriys nodded, urging her to continue. "I was thinking of the uhm, the conception process." She shuddered. Sirius blanched. He realized she had to fuck Lucius Malfoy. "No wonder she threw up" he thought. When Hermione finished brushing her teeth she flicked her wrist, and the tooth brush and paste dissapered.

Hermione brushed passed Sirius and headed toward the sitting room. Sirius followed her. They sat on a rather ugly yellow couch. It had little unicorns all over it. "This is one ugly couch, Sirius." she declared. Sirius chuckled. "I agree. Molly gave it to me for Christmas two years ago. I don't want to hurt her feelings by burning it.." he joked. He was rewarded by a laugh from Hermione. Her laugh sounded like tinkling bells. Sirius grinned. Hermione suddenly groaned. "I'm screwed Sirius." she said. Sirius didn't say anything. They sat in silence untill they heard the whoosh of the floo. "We're in here!" Sirius called. Twenty seconds later Molly Weasley entered the room. She was follwed by a quite pissed off Ginny Weasley, a grumbling Ron Weasley, a worried Harry Potter, and a flustered looking Remus Lupin. "Whats wrong mate?" Remus questioned, eying a puffy eyed Hermione. Wordlessly, Sirius pulled out the letter, and handed it to Harry. After he was done reading, Harry's face contorted in rage. He passed the letter to Ron. The letter slowly made its way around the room. Molly started to cry. Ginny sat down next to Hermione, and rubbed soothing circles on her back. Ron looked like he was going to be sick. Remus had started to pace and mumbling to himself. Harry was seething quitely. Sirius went to Floo Dumbledore. Hermione, who couldn't see a way out of this situation, looked lifeless.

Dumbledore decided to hold an emergency Order meeting. He calmly explained the situation. Whispers broke out. No one knew what to do. Hermione wazs screwed. THats how she looked at it. When Hermione saw that Snape was getting up to speak, she slumped in her chair. She hated her old Potions professer. It was proved that he hated her also. "The reason why Lucius Malfoy's name is on that letter is because the Dark Lord wanted it too happen." Snape drawled. No one spoke. "Why?" Hermione's voice was loud and clear. "Why?" she repeated. Snape smirked at her. "Your Potter's best friend. Your merely a tool in his plan of distruction. You would be tourtered, probably killed. Your merely bait" Snape sneered. Hermione said nothing as she pondered what he had just said. Snape chuckled "Ah, for once Miss Granger had nothing to say." He was clearly mocking her. Hermione was seething. He never ceased to insult her. She rose from her chair. Turning to Snape, she looked him in the eye and said "The day I have nothing to say is the day when you, Severus Snape, skip down the halls of Hogwarts in a pink dress!" Snape's mouth popped open. Some of the Order were doubled over laughing, some sat there in shock, some just didn't know what to do. Hermione returned to her seat looking smug. Sirius turned to her and said "That was bloody brilliant. The git deserved it." She smiled brightly, and he winked back.

Once everyone was calm Dumbledore proceded to read the letter a seventh time. "There is a way." Many heads swivled his way. "It says here..." Hermione sat up straighter. "Out with it man!" someone said. "It says and I quote 'The only way a Muggleborn can be exempt from this Act is if they are already married or engaged to a Pureblood." Whispers, again, broke out. "Professer, there's only one problem with that plan...I'm not married or engaged. Hell! I'm not even dating anyone!" Hermione exclaimed. Harry then spoke up. "But the Ministry doesn't know that!" Dumbledore grinned. "But I don;t know any single Purebloods!" Hermione said. All the Weasley men were either married, or engaged. Even Ron. All the other order members were either girls, married, too old, or not a Pureblood. Dumbledore shook his head. "There is someone." His voice was somber. "Who?" Hermione asked in angered tones. Harry answered. "Sirius..." Hermione and Sirius both jumped to their feet. "WHAT?!" they yelled in unison. Dumbledore said "Sirius, you have to marry her. You're within the age limit, you're of Pureblood, you're rich enough to keep her and yourself well taken care of, and you can keep her safe." Sirius pondered that for a moment. "Alright." he finally said. "I'll marry her." Sirius sat down and put his head in his hands. Hermione let out a loud "Well fuck me!" Heads turned her way. "This is fucking ridiculous! I'm being forced to marry, forced to have a child, and forced to give up my life!!" after this was said, she stormed from the room. "Well at least she didn't break anything" Ron said. Several people nodded in agreement.

About a half an hour later Hermione rejoined the meeting. She walked over to Dumbledore and whispered something to him. He smiled and nodded. "Alright. Listen everyone, I'm sorry for my outburst that occured earlier on this evening. As you can probably tell I am not in a good mood at the moment." She concluded her speech by apoligizing again, and sat down. Hermione took great care to sit in a seat that was as far away from Sirius as possible. Her emotions were going haywire. She was extremely relived that she didn't have to marry Lucius, she was pissed at the Ministry for inforcing such a law, and she was very grateful tawords Sirius for protecting her. Overwhelmed by the whole situation, she put her head in her hands. So familiar was the prickling and burning feeling or tears. Silently, she began to cry. No one seemed to take notice. Soon the meeting ended, and people began to file out of the room. The only people left inside the room, was Remus, Dumbledore, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Sirius. "I think it would be wise to leave these two-" said Dumbledore signaling between Hermione and Sirius. "- alone for a bit." Remus, Ron, and Harry quickly fled the room. Dumbledore walked slowly to the door. He glanced over his shoulder at Hermione. "It'll all be alright in the end. You'll see." with those parting words said he left. Leaving the unusual couple alone.

There you have it. But don't worry, the second chapter will be here soon.