A/N: This is my first marriage fic, so be gentle! Love Katie x3

"Hermione, WAKE UP!!" Ginny shouted through my bedroom door.
"What is it Ginny, Christ" I said back. She answered me back "Mione, you WILL want to see this"

I lazily dragged myself out of bed and went about finding a hair tie. My hair had become more manageable, it lay in soft ringlets flowing down my back. Much easier. I eventually found one beside a box full of my books. I had recently moved into the Burrow as my house was undergoing renovations.

I tied my hair back into the hair tie and dragged myself downstairs. Ginny did not sound happy, which usually either meant that Harry was annoying her or something had actually happened. I chose the former. I was in no mood for the latter; if something bad happened it could happen tomorrow!

I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked into the sitting room. No one. What the hell was going on! I could feel the fear pumping through my veins as I walked towards the kitchen. I hope it's not something terrible. I entered the kitchen to find Ron staring out the window, Ginny staring at the paper with eyes wide and Harry looking at me with pity in his eyes. Oh this had to be bad!

I walked to the kitchen table and sat in the nearest seat, I looked at my friends and they stared at nothing in particular. I coughed to interrupt their long silence, I then said to Ginny "Gin, why are you staring at the paper like a death warrant?" She blinked and answered "You won't like it Mione, I'm not kidding this time." I smiled and grabbed the paper from her pale hands. I read the whole thing over once before letting it drop from my hands.

The daily prophet must be mistaken about this?

The Pureblood/Muggle-born Marriage Clause, brought into effect by the Ministry of Magic and approved by the Minister for Magic, it states that all Pureblood and Muggle-born witches and wizards who are not engaged or married must be married by the 19th October; you will be sent a form which you must send back with all information filled in accurately. Once information is sent back, we will find you a suitable partner who will provide you with all the love and care necessary for a truly happy marriage. If you do not hand in the forms provided your wand will be removed, if you refuse to marry the individual, this includes living with the individual and breaking in the marriage, you will face a term in Azkaban for breaking the law. If an heir is not conceived by the given date on marriage certificate, you will receive an extension period of 6 months. To break any of these laws is to forfeit wizarding life.

Nope they knew what they were on about.

I had to marry a Pureblood by the 19th of October and have sex with said Pureblood or else I'd serve a term in Azkaban and have to forfeit magic.

My life was in ruins, I was truly honestly FUCKED.

All of a sudden, I was snapped from my day dream by Ginny saying "Mione, were sorry, let's just hope it's someone you know." I just looked at Ginny and she nodded and carried on with whatever it is you do when you're married.

Ginny got married to Harry in March, about 2 months ago now. Yet they still acted like they were only dating. It was unbelievable how much love the two shared for each other. Due to their marriage, they were not part of the Marriage Law.

Damn them being happily married. Why couldn't I find a man who was happy with whom I was?

I looked at Ron and wondered if maybe we would be paired. Not a chance in hell, our 2 month relationship completely fell apart when we realised, we were just friends. We fell in 'love' during a war and saw it as perhaps the end and the only time we would share something like that.

Wrong! Two months later, we separated as we knew we were better as friends, less awkward. He was in this marriage law with me; this provided me at least with some comfort. Knowing that a friend was going through exactly the same thing.

All of a sudden, two Ministry owls flew in the Burrow kitchen window. I reached for the one nearest me as it held its leg out. I untied the package from around the tawny owls leg and it flew off out the window. This must be the forms we had to fill out. Damn it, I thought we'd have time!

Seems not likely, when does the wizarding world ever have time? I took the packaging off and stared down at a thick booklet which I knew was for answers and a rather large book on the new Marriage Law. Damn they had thought it all through, just in case people thought there was a loophole, a chance to prove there isn't by handing them the law itself.

Rather smart if I must say so. I opened to the first page of the booklet and began to fill out details.

Name: Hermione Jane Granger
Age: 18
D.O.B: 13th June 1990
Fathers name: Daniel Granger
Mother's name: Victoria Granger
Blood: Muggle-born

it literally asked stupid questions after this, I'll name a few.

Favourite Animal: Niffler
Favourite Sweet: Sugar quills
Favourite Colour: Blue

why would the bloody Ministry need to know my favourite type of Animal? Are they buying me one? No they are not; they wouldn't buy anyone a Niffler. Bloody idiots!

When the entire booklet was filled out 6 hours later, I felt like a load was off my chest. I then grabbed my cloak and apparated to Diagon Alley. It was raining out so I ran to the Owlery. I paid 3 sickles for a post to the Ministry and just as I was turning to leave. I came face to face with one Draco Malfoy.

Wow, he certainly worked out. He was all toned and lovely. His hair was no longer gelled back to his head; it was left in a bed head look. If I didn't hate him, I'd call him sexy.

He smirked at me and said "Morning Granger, forms to send?"

I nodded and he pushed past me and said "Move Granger, your holding up traffic"

I fumed and stormed out of the Owlery. How dare he speak politely and then turn around and say I'm holding up everything? If that was a feeble attempt at nice, he failed miserably.

A/N: I would like to thank Victoria who I am beta'ing for, shes been helping me alot with personal life , thanks for being just great :D, Love Katie x3