To Bed, To Marry
Chapter One
"Hermione? My I have a word with you dear?" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen.
She probably just wanted to talk about Hermione's job at the Ministry or something, or checking on Harry and Ron from time to time.
It was a year after Voldemort was defeated. Ginny and Luna were in there 7th year at Hogwarts, and Hermione, Ron, and Harry had gotten jobs at the Ministry of Magic. Harry and Ron were Aurors, while Hermione had gotten a job as Muggle Communications. Now that Voldemort was defeated, communication between Muggles and Wizards was very limited and scarce, and her job was one of the most important.
Hermione walked into the kitchen and sat down in one of the chairs, while Arthur and Molly had turned toward her, and held hands.
"Hermione, dear, have you seen the prophet today? I know you like to stay out of those affairs, and focus on your job, but I'd like for you to take a look." Mrs. Weasley said, handing the Prophet to Hermione.
She read the Headlines carefully.
"New Pureblood-Muggle-born Law"
Due to the new reign of the Magical world under control and stable. The Minister of Magic has passed a new law, creating a mixing of the two bloods. Several riots have occurred, on both the Pureblood and Muggle born side. The law states this:
For every single pureblood wizard or witch, they will be married to a muggle born witch or wizard by Ministry degree. The distribution will began in 1 week, unless a proper pair is already decided to marry and produce an hier which will have to be produced in the 2 following years of the marriage. The binding will have to take place during the first night, regardless.
The 'binding' as it is now called, is sexual intercourse. Read more on page six, with the official press release with the Ministry of Magic."
Hermione's breathing was getting faster as she read. "I have to marry and have sex with someone in the next week??? And then have there child"
She questioned as she looked into Mr. and Mrs. Weasleys eyes.
"I'm sorry Hermione. We wish it wasn't this way, Arther has already tried talking to the Minister and everything. There's no way out of this, and the consequence is death. I'm so sorry."
"Who? Who am I to marry??" She was in tears by now. Tears of hatred, tears of denial, tears of vunerability, knowing she would no longer be a virgin a week from now.
"We left it up to you to choose the best choice, so a wizard isn't chosen for you during the distribution."
"Please, . Tell me you've thought of somebody for me, I can't do this alone." She pleaded, tears staining her cheeks.
"As a matter of fact, I did have an option, but I knew you wouldn't approve, so i put it out of my mind." She stated, her eyes shifting over to Mr. Weasley who obviously knew of her choice.
"Who? I'll choose who you suggest. Regardless of the person," She was desperate, trusting the Weasley's decision.
"Draco Malfoy." Mrs. Weasley stated sadley.
"Draco Malfoy??" Hermione whined. "HIM?? Fine, when? Give me a date that I have to ruin my life with." She burst into tears and was sobbing uncontrollably at this point.
"We have tried to prolong the inevitable, as long as we can. If you complete the binding in the first night, you can avoid actually getting married till the 3rd week of the month, The night before you leave on the train to Hogwarts, Arthur knew about it before everybody else in the Ministry we had already talked to Narcissa about it as a back up plan, and she thinks it would be the best option, now that Lucius is gone, and won't be returning until his sentence is up, you can live safely in the Malfoy Manor. She says he's a really lovely boy deep inside..." was looking at for back up but he said nothing but looked at the girl in front of them who's life they had just ruined.
Hermione thought, today was Friday night at this point of the evening. Almost Saturday, she had a little bit over a day till she was forced to have sex with someone she hated, someone she loathed.
She tried to get herself under control while she said her next words forcefully. "OK, then. I will marry Draco Malfoy against my will. But i will not, will not! see him until the day of the wedding at the alter!" She yelled, as she got up and walked up to Harry and Ron's room to tell them the terrible news. Not knowing that tomorrow she would be living in the Malfoy Manor, against her will.
"God Hermione! This is terrible!" Harry exclaimed. "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy? The prat from school that we haven't seen sine Voldemort's defeat? I'm so sorry" Harry comforted Hermione as he put his arm around her shoulder and rubbed deep circles in her skin, as he tried to slow her sobbing.
"If he tries anything terrible, I swear Hermione. Me and Harry will hex him into the next century"
Ron said, as if it made her feel any better.
"It's going to be OK Hermione" Harry said as she cried herself to sleep in his arms.
Hermione woke up the next morning to Mrs. Weasley constant banging on the door. "Hermione! Wake up dear, we have to start packing your thing this morning to send over to the Manor!" She yelled at a groggy Hermione, who somehow resided in her bed. Probably by Harry carrying there in the middle of the night.
Hermione stayed speechless as she got up and walked to the door in her over sized T-shirt that hung off of one shoulder, and her shorts that barley showed under her shirt.
"Today? Can't we pack tomorrow?" She pleaded, her eyes still hurting from last nights realization of betrayal by the Ministry and there new policy. She didnt even believe it was true until 2am that morning.
"Today, we are sending your stuff over tonight, and your going to spend the rest of your summer over there to talk to Draco and get to know him better before the wedding and the beginning of school." She said while retrieving her trunks and suitcases, and did a quick spell to start packing her things.
"I believe i told you last night that I wished to not see him till day of the wedding!" I yelled.
"Well you have no choice in the matter. So put on something appropriate and meet everyone in the kitchen for breakfast."
Tears sprang to her eyes again, she couldn't believe this was happening to her. She couldn't She put on a pair of ripped jeans and a white tank top, and did a straightening spell on her hair and applied some eyeliner and shadow, then made her way down to breakfast; as she left her room to be packed by Mrs. Weasleys spells.
Downstairs at breakfast nothing was different to Hermione, Ron and Harry were angry and taking their anger out on the food. Nothing unusual there, but Ginny, who was beaming at Hermione as she walked into the kitchen.
"What?" Hermione asked, ready to get Ginny's game over with so she could go and ruin her life in mere hours.
"I'm just thinking about how lucky you'll be in a half of a day." Ginny whispered.
"WHAT?!?" Hermione screamed. "How will I be lucky to live with the stupid prat!"
"Think about it Hermione," Ginny whispered as the room cleared out, except for Fred and George who were fairly entertained. "You know his reputation at school, great in bed, brilliant at shagging." George and Fred choked at the last word and burst out laughing.
"Hear that Fred," George said. "Brilliant at shagging, it seems here we have a virgin in out presence."
Fred laughed at this, "Hermione, our dear friend, are you telling us you've NEVER been shagged"
Hermione blushed red at the idea, of her having sex with somebody.
"I'm not saying anything....I'm.....I'm...." She couldn't get out the word virgin.
"Look at that Fred, at least we know now shes never slept with Harry or Ron for that matter"
He said laughing.
"George, I do believe we've made Mrs. Granger blush enough for one evening. Although she should be used to the idea of somebody touching her like that," Laughed Fred, as Hermione picked up her wand ready to hex both of them; but they were quicker and apparated out of the room.
The rest of the evening went the on pretty much the same, Fred and George not letting her live down the fact that she was a virgin, Ron and Harry thinking up spells to hex Malfoy with when he made the wrong move, and Ginny looking up at here as if she was the luckiest women in the world.
Mrs. Weasley had packed all her things and had them out by the fireplace before Hermione had said her goodbyes.
"We'll see you agian, the wedding, and the day after, you'll be at Hogwarts with us again!" Harry said as Hermione cried and rushed into his arms, Harry then passed her into Ron's arms as she clung to him begging him not to let her go.
"Remember my promise 'Mione." Ron whispered as he kissed Hermione's forehead. "Just think Hermione," Fred started hugging her, as she looked up at him to finish the sentence she was passed onto George who finished the sentence for him.
"In 8 hours you won't be a virgin anymore." George grinned proudly as Hermione reached for her wand, until she felt Ginny pull her away from George and tackled her into one of her big bear hugs
"Write me?" She asked. "Every chance I get" Hermione replied, sobbing.
"OK now Hermione. Were off to the Manor," Mrs. Weasley said hopefully gabbing 3 of Hermione's suit cases and stepping into the fireplace, "Come on dear." She urged Hermione, as Hermione grabbed the rest of the bags and stepped into the fireplace next to Mrs. Weasleys. "Malfoy Manor." Said Mrs. Weasley clearly and in a 'pop' Mrs. Weasley and Hermione were in the Living Room with Narcissa and Draco Malfoy; who looked like they were in a very heated argument.
It was huge, there was a huge fireplace with a stone backgroud and black walls with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling above the Malfoy's head's. There was a bar with many types of Muggle liquor, and it looked like some of it was set on the table in front of Draco and his mother. There were a couple shot glasses in front of Draco with a beer, and a glass of scotch was in front of Narcissa fully drunk. They were definatley talking about the arrangement.
"Good afternoon, Molly" said Narcissa to Mrs. Weasley, "it's lovely to see you again. And Hermione!" She exclaimed, "You've grown up so much from what Draco has told me, I assure you, you've made a fine choice." She said glancing at Draco who took another drink out of his beer bottle, finishing it off, and leaving the bottle empty on the table.
Hermione looked at Draco, as he met his eyes, and Draco stared at her. Hermione was wearing her low rise tight ripped jeans, with a tank top that clinged to her skin while showing off her waist line and her cleavage, she wore a pair of flip flops and had her hair straightened.
Draco on the other hand no longer wore gel in his hair, so it looked messy and shaggy to the point that it hid his eyes unless he tilted his head to the right direction. He wore a pair of dark ripped jeans and flip flops with a black shirt that had paint on it. Hermione and Draco were thinking the same thing as they sized them up. They both had grown up in the past year and they both looked hot.
Two 'pops' were heard in the room as two little house elfs greeted Hermione and Mrs. Weasley, and asked politely were Hermione would like the bags to be relocated to.
Hermione turned to Narcissa for instruction.. "Oh hm, pinky how about you put those in the room across the hall from Draco's?" Narcissa said casual and Draco walked over to the bar to get him another beer.
'It's going to be a long night.' Draco thought popping the top off of his beer and taking another sip.
About 2 hours after Hermione's arrival, had left and Draco, Narcissa, and Hermione were sitting on the couch together, staring at each other.
Narcissa was the first to leave, saying as it's 10 o'clock it was time for her to turn in. She wished Hermione a good night sleep, and told Draco to be on his best behavior, and he snorted as his response.
As Narcissa aparated out of the room, Draco stood up and looked at the stair case. "Were suppose to be learning about each other before the wedding." He sighed. " And were not getting anywhere looking at each other so I'm going to go up to my room, you can join me if you want." He raised his eyebrows looking at her.
She knew what his invitation was to, shagging. But he doesn't seem like the type to turn towards a women and just ask plain out, do you want to go up to my room and have sex.
"I'll join you Draco," Hermione said calmly. " To TALK, and nothing else." Hermione said as she walked towards him and stood next to him. "How do we get there?" she asked. as she walked next to Draco.
He hooked arms with her, and said " since your new, I'll show you around tomorrow, tonight we apparate." He said and linked her hand with Hermione, she blushed at his touch.
In a second she was standing in a huge room, everything in this house was huge, There was a king size bed with a black comforter at the end of the room. About the bed on the wall were a series of huge windows with black curtains over them. This explained why Draco was so pale.
At one side of the room were two more doors, one leading to an oversize closet, and another leading to a over sized bathroom. On the other side of the room opposite of the closet and bathroom was a long bar with several shot glasses laid out on the counters with a mini fridge on the floor next to the bar.
"Wow,"Hermione breathed. Draco appeared suddenly in the room, and walked over to the bed. "Join me?" He looked different, nothing like he did at Hogwarts, he looked like he wanted her. And only her. 'Snap out of it', Hermione said. 'Remember, he's done this with plenty of girls, and they just give it up. Your not going down without a fight' She told herself.
"Won't you join me?" he asked agian, pulling Hermione out of her mental argument. "No," she whispered and started glancing around the room. "Hermione, look at me," He said, she knew it wasn't a suggestion, it was a command. But she didn't obey. Instead she heard him get off the bed and walk toward her.
He grasped her chin and tilted it up, water threatening to gather in her eyes.
"Look at me," he said again, this time more forceful. And this time she complied. She looked up at him, his gray eyes piercing into her brown ones, His shaggy hair was hanging over his eyes and his pale cheeks.
"Are you a virgin?" He asked, wondering about her reaction to his question. He saw a blush slowly start to tint her cheeks, and work it's way down her neck.
"Why would you ask me that, you shouldn't be asking me that..." She repeated over in her head while saying it out loud. His touch was light as he moved his hand from her chin down to her hand to meet his. The second his hand touched hers she pulled away and turned around.
"I have to go, show me my room." She asked quickly, she's never been in a more compromising position in her life. She thought she could do it. She thought she could have sex with him, she thought just maybe she'd forget about his and her reputation and do as the law asked her too. After all she was going to be marrying this person for the rest of her life. She was going to be a Malfoy.
She waited till a reply to which she finally heard her answer. "No, Granger." he growled over the whole sympathy part of it.
"What?" she turned around. Did he just tell her that she couldn't leave the room. " I believe I asked you a question, Granger. And it's very rude not to reply." He said taking a step toward her, his eyes tearing into hers. She started blushing, when she realized how close they were.
Her voice was shaking. She was almost in tears. "Yes," she breathed.
She looked up into his eyes, they were playful, and he had a smirk plastered on his face. "What?" He said. "You want your first time to be good? I can do that." He said confidently, starring down at Hermione; who blushed even more at this.
"Did you want your first time to be rough?" He questioned searching her eyes as he grabbed her wrists and held them above her head and pinned her against the wall and himself, pressing every part of her, into every part of him. "I can do rough." He said smirking, as her breath hitched as she felt his rather big and growing problem in his crotch.
"You want your first time to be special?" He bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck, while he wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up and started kissing down her neck to her ear.
Her breathing had gotten slower and Draco knew she was scarred and nervous at this point. He bent down and whispered in her ear, "I can do special." He said breathing huskily in her ear. She squirmed againist his body.
AN: So I changed a couple things in this story, Yes i kept both of the twins alive. yes it's the whole betroathed idea of a Ministry Muggleborn-Pureblood law, but I want it to be more, I want it to be a growing relationship. Draco's going to be about the same in the story as he is in my other stories, way more experienced than Hermione and seductive. While hermione is going to be the innocent one. Yes there is going to be some sex scences coming up in the next couple of chapters, so I might have to change the rating but whatever. Let me know if you like it(: READ&&REVIEW!!! ps. note that Lucius is notttt dead :) just in Askaban