Play the Game
Voldemort is defeated, but so are a large number of wizards. The ministry decides on the "Baby Law".
DM/HG fanfic (not amazing at summaries but please read).
Hi, this is my first fan fic, so please don't flame me, I'm only trying.
After finally getting away from the big crowd following Ron, Harry and she, she settled down into the cold, but most importantly, empty compartment she spotted.
After Harry and Ron went off to find the food trolley, Hermione decided it was safe to put down the book she was pretending to read and went to sit next to the window.
After helping Harry defeat the darkest wizard of all time, Hermione thought, this year should be simple and maybe….dull? Everyone I know seems to be relationship. Ron is with Lavender Brown, Harry with Ginny and Luna Love good with Blaise Zabini. BLAISE ZABINI. How the hell did she bag a Slytherin and I still haven't got anyone? It just doesn't make sense. My goal for this year is to get a boyfriend.
"Hey Hermione, McGonagall told me to tell you the meet her in the heads compartment in half an hour to meet the head boy and discuss your responsibilities. I heard that it's Malfoy, but that doesn't matter, no one is enemies with him, not even Harry! Oh sorry, did I disturb your thoughts?" said Ginny brightly, disturbing Hermione.
"No it's alright Gin, thanks for that. If you are wondering, Harry went off to find the food trolley," Hermione replied, keeping a forced smile on her face.
"Hi Gin," Harry interrupted, sitting next to Ginny suddenly, startling both Hermione and Ginny with his sudden appearance.
"Hi," Ginny replied, kissing Harry on the cheek.
"Hi guys, im back, "Ron declared, sitting down next to Hermione, obviously happy with his hands full of sweets.
"Honestly Ron, do you really need THAT many sweets?" Hermione asked, staring at him stuffing himself with food.
"Obvioushly, I amsh a growingsh boy hermioneee," Ron retorted, still delving into his vast collection of sweets.
Everyone except for Hermione, who decided to "read" her book started to talk about what they think, might happen this year.
"Oh right guys, I've got to go and meet McGonagall in the heads compartment, bye see you at school," Hermione said cheerfully, leaving the compartment quickly.
This year should be alright, everyone knows I changed sides, thanks to my mum, and personally the "light" side is much more forgiving. This year, I want a challenge. Something I would be proud of achieving. How about a new girlfriend….in Gryffindor? That would be…interesting. Someone feisty, like that weasley girl, or granger or…WAIT! That's it, Granger. Imagine that, Hermione Granger, falling for the mighty Slytherin Prince. That's my goal for this year, to hook up with Hermione Granger, Draco thought, looking out of the window of his compartment which he shared with Blaise, his best friend, and Pansy, his number one fan.
Pansy, Leave me be PLEASE… Draco thought, annoyed at her.
"Don't you ever stop?" Draco mumbled to himself.
"What did you say, Drakie-poo? Was it about me? You know I love it when you talk about me" Pansy drawled, unattractively edging her shapeless body closer to him.
"Pansy, there's other people here you know," Draco whispered to her, looking sideways at Blaise, who was looking back amused.
"Uhh, mate, I think you two are a bit too close to be comfortable, don't you think?" Blaise said looking at Draco, nodding at the ever-closing gap between Draco and Pansy.
"I think I passed comfortable when she turned leech-mode," Draco murmured.
"Oooo Draco, you talk about me too much," Pansy said, "but I love it…"
She whispered something in Draco's ear, he tried move away in disgust.
"Pansy I need you to let go of me, just so I can breathe okay?" Draco said to Pansy, prising her off his muscular arm.
"Urm Malfoy, McGonagall wants you to meet here at the heads department at the top of the train to discuss your responsibilities," Neville said to Draco hastily, leaving the compartment as quickly as he came.
"Ok guys, see you later," Draco said to Blaise, shoving pansy off of him and practically running out the door.
Hermione regretted walking so fast. Now she was by herself in the heads compartment, waiting for whoever head boy was and Professor McGonagall to show up, twiddling her thumbs and staring out the window.
I wonder who head boy will be. Maybe Neville, he was rather brave in the war, and he has drastically improved on his clumsiness. I highly doubt it to be someone from Slytherin, they barely helped in the battle, Hermione wondered to herself.
Suddenly, to Hermione's disdain, Draco Malfoy, opened the compartment door and sat down opposite to Hermione.
"Speak of the Devil," Hermione muttered, rolling her eyes and focusing on the interestingly shaped stain on the wall behind Draco.
"Speak of the Neville? Why would you say that, I thought you were meant to be smart, guess I was wrong?" Draco asked Hermione sweetly, leaning towards her slightly, as if to invite her into this conversation.
Hermione leaned further into her seat and said, "I said Speak of the devil, it's a muggle saying. So then you're head boy, what did you do to get this highly-respected title Malfoy?"
"Well, I was a double spy for Dumbledore, but all that is over now. I quite like muggle sayings like that one about snowing and cats and dogs?" Draco replied smiling at Hermione.
"Oh I already knew you were a double spy, I am grateful for that," Hermione replied, just as kind. We might as well become…acquaintances, it's not like we are on different sides, Hermione thought to herself.
What happened next, she had no idea how it happened.
"How grateful Granger?" Draco sat next to Hermione, trapping her in the corner, "how much?" Draco whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver a little.
"Err….very. You've changed, and it is a good change. I - I like it," Hermione whispered back, unsure of what to do in such a compromising position.
"So do I, "Draco whispered in what he thinks was a sexy voice, which indeed it was.
Draco then decided to close the gap between Hermione and himself with a soft kiss. Hermione stroked Draco's hair and whimpered when he bit her lower lip.
"Miss Granger, are you in there? Can you open the door, it seems to be stuck" McGonagall declared, making both Hermione and Draco spring apart, not knowing what the hell had just happened.
"Yes professor," Hermione said quickly, trying to calm down the massive blush on her face and the butterflies in her stomach that refused to stop their boxing match.
"Hello Miss granger, Mr Malfoy, have you two talked yet? It would be a rather good idea if you two could become friends, or at least acquaintances," McGonagall implored earnestly, looking at Hermione and Draco.
"We have already become friends Professor. Hermione and I have been talking for a while and decided to settle our differences like young adults," Draco replied, sneaking a risky glance at Hermione, who was nodding vigorously at the surprised professor.
"That is a great start, it would certainly help you with what the ministry has come up for your year," McGonagall said to Draco, smiling at the newly found alliance.
"What law? It isn't what I think it is, is it? I heard Mr Weasley talking about it with Bill…." Hermione trailed off, searching McGonagall's eye for a clue to what the answer may be.
McGonagall sighed deeply and looked at Hermione sadly,
"I'm afraid, you're right. Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger, the ministry has decided to create the baby law. After the war, 50% of the wizarding population was killed. The ministry has decided to create a law in which all 7th years must abide to, or risk," McGonagall breathed in deeply, "your wand being snapped into two. Each 7th year will be assigned a partner, whom you will marry and eventually have a child with. Throughout the year, you will be living with your partner, to get accustomed to your new life, and you will be expected to be pregnant in, around or after the last month of school, July. You will then be expected to live together to raise the child after your graduation. Your partner will be chosen based on your personalities, intelligence, likes and dislikes, insuring some kind of friendship,"
"But, I am way too young to be married and have a child," Hermione argued, her eyes already glistening with tears.
"The ministry has decided that your age group would be the most suitable, due to the fact that everyone else is either way too young or over the age of 30, " McGonagall replied slowly.
Draco sat frozen in shock. A child already, I haven't even had a serious girlfriend. WHO IS MY PARTNER? I MUST find out, and I pray it isn't Millicent Bulstrode… Draco thought to himself tapping his fingers together in worry,
Draco opened his mouth to ask, but Hermione beat him to it and asked, "Professor, who is my….partner?"
"Miss Granger, your partner is Mr Malfoy. Believe it or not, you are very alike, and because you are both heads, it is easier to accommodate you," McGonagall replied slowly, making sure they both understood what she had just said.
"Oh look the time, both of you get ready to leave your compartments, your luggage will be brought to your dormitory, which the directions to is in your letters. Goodbye, and good luck," McGonagall said, nodding at both the bewildered students and walking out of the compartment.
They took that rather well, Minerva thought to her, maybe they are….happy?
"Right well, you heard McGonagall, see you at our dorm, we need to…talk, Future Mrs Malfoy" Draco said winking as he left the compartment.
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