I know. I know! I haven't wrote in a longgg time! BUTTTT I got inspired! I am FREE almost everyday now! Finished my first year in college (: Sooo I am going to catch up on a lot writing! I've been re-reading stories I've posted and have been writing everyday to post to them ALL! YAYY!

This story is an overplayed one, but I always love them. The Ministry decided to stop prejudice and marry off people themselves. Well, were going to see how great that goes. There will be funny moments, angst, and sad. This is a complete mixture, and I worked very hard on it (: ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, the stories would have revolved around Draco and Hermione having sex! Lol.

Warning: Things are going to happen fast in this chapter.

Chapter 1

The trees blurred in her vision, the colors of the sky and ground slowly blending together. The thought of things being put together, made her sick. Hermione crossed her arms, to help her queasy stomach. She looked across the seat at the man in the tux. To any other girl, he would be Mr. Right. To her, he was Mr. Hell No. Sure, he is tall and handsome, even rich. Isn't that what most women want? Well, this man sitting across from Hermione happened to be the man who caused her life to be a living hell throughout Hogwarts. She could remember the torment he gave her about her teeth and hair. Oh don't forget about the comments of her blood. Now she looked bloody fantastic, and who of all people is she stuck with? Draco Fucking Malfoy. Yes, she officially capitalized the word Fucking. It was becoming so common nowadays that it might as well be his middle name.

She looked down at her dress. Lacy flowers were placed everywhere making Hermione look truly remarkable. Any guy who saw her would wish he was the man who stood at the end of the aisle. All Hermione wanted to do was go home and take off this wedding dress. She could then cuddle up with her cat-

"Remember you can't do that. You get to go to the Manor and let me take off the that dress." Malfoy cut into her thoughts, his voice sounding very monotone. He hadn't even bothered to look at Hermione.

"Were you just reading in on my thoughts?" Hermione snapped her head to him, her eyes shining with hatred. If there was one thing she couldn't stand it was an invasion of privacy. That was crossing the line.

"I was bored." Draco looked over at Hermione, "That's already a bad sign of this relationship. You need to learn how to keep your man... preoccupied."

"After this reception we can just continue on our own lives. Sure, well have to live together, but that doesn't mean we have to talk." Hermione was talking to herself more than Draco, almost trying to reassure herself that it will be okay.

"Yeah except the Ministry decided we have to fuck within 24 hours of being wed." Draco pulled out a flask, of what Hermione thought was firewhisky, and took a big swig. He could tell he was going to need every ounce of alcohol in the flask.

"Don't make it sound so dirty." Hermione inwardly felt sick again. The thought of having to sleep with Draco was a sickening thought. The Ministry should not have the right to sign away who marries who, and who sleeps with who. This whole idea of trying to gain wizard world peace wasn't going to work. Couples that they assigned were just going to hate each other. People want to find love themselves.

"Well, how else am I suppose to say it?" Draco smirked.

"Sleep with. " Hermione corrected him, "Did you think the wedding went smoothly?"

Draco rolled his eyes, "You're really trying to have small talk with me now?" He took another gulp of fire whiskey. "You can't hide from this. Small talk isn't going to cover the fact that we're married now. So listen here Granger, you're going to stay out of my way and I'm going to stay out of yours."

"Deal, and it's Malfoy now." Hermione sent Draco a smirk right back at him. He wasn't going to have the say in this "Marriage." She was going to do everything she could to try and prove she wore the pants and called the shots. Men don't get to make the rules in a relationship, and she was going to prove that.

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"Oh blood hell." Ron grumbled, his face turning red. He whispered angrily to Harry. "She's here at the reception!"

Harry fixed his glasses and looked around. Then he heard the annoying whining and saw her walk up to Malfoy. Ron's new fiancé, Pansy Parkinson, had indeed made it to the party. She looked a complete mess and was rather drunk.

"How could the Ministry had fixed you up with her." Ginny sat down next to Harry, taking his hand in hers.

"I think it's punishment." Ron shook his head trying to calm from embarrassment, Pansy was now attempting to dance.

"For what, helping rid the world of Voldemort?" Harry looked pointedly. "That seems like the perfect reason to punish you."

Ginny slapped Harry's arm, "I feel that Hermione got it the worse. Really, putting her with Malfoy? I'll be shocked if they don't kill each other after the first night." Ginny looked over at Hermione. This was hers and Malfoy's reception, they hadn't even been married for more than 3 hour. They both already looked miserable.

Ginny could see Hermione talking to her parents, she had a fake smile plastered right on her face. People kept going up to her, stopping and taking a picture. Ginny giggled at this, knowing that Hermione wanted to punch every person who asked for a picture.

Harry looked at Ginny, "Well at least Hermione can stand up for herself. Poor Neville with Millicent, she can just step on him!"

They all looked over at the new couple. Neville was holding his and Millicent's plate of food, he was even holding her purse. Neville and Millicent were the first to be married off, now Hermione and Draco. Did the Ministry realize they were ruining people's lives?

Across the dance floor, Draco was looking around at all the seemly happy couples. He walked up to his friend Blaise, "Whatever you're drinking give me it."

Blaise chuckled at Draco, "You seem like a married man already!"

"Well, wouldn't you want to drink if you were stuck with Granger the rest of your life?" Draco grabbed Blaise's drink, quickly gulping it down.

"I don't know, she looks pretty sexy tonight." Blaise half smiled at Draco, and looked at Hermione. She was talking to her parents, and looked absolutely gorgeous. "I have to admit, you are kind of lucky you got stuck with her."

"I am going to just ignore that you said those words." Draco pointed at Blaise, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Come on! She is a babe, besides, you could have been stuck with Pansy. Did you want to have sex with her for the rest of your life?" Blaise looked over at Pansy. She was now snogging a waiter behind a tree. Pansy was fun, if you liked the whole total slut thing. It's funny that the Weasley Boy got stuck with her. He needed to keep a tight hold on her.

"Do I want to be stuck with having sex with Granger?" Draco narrowed his eyes.

"I guess well find out." Blaise sent Draco a smile that made his head tilt to the side. Blaise stood up, and lightly tapped his wand to his glass. Everyone eventually grew quiet and turned to Blaise.

"What are you doing?" Draco whispered angrily.

Blaise smiled at everyone, "I would like to propose one final toast to the new happy couple! They may have not chosen this wedding, but I think they will have a great life and will make the better. Now lets get the hell out of here and let the new couple start their honeymoon!" Blaise quickly slapped his drink down, and started clapping along with the other guest.

Draco stood up and awkwardly walked over to the Hermione, he leaned down and whispered. "Guess that's our clue to get out of here."

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Hermione walked into the Manor directly behind Malfoy. She felt like he was trying to dismiss the fact that she was there. Hermione had to admit, he was very good looking. But his whole attitude and outlook on life ruined everything. When she walked into the house the first thing Hermione noticed was the lack of color. She casually ran her white glove along the ledge of the staircase, sneeking a peak to see if it was dirty. Surprisingly it was clean.

"Did you expect me to keep a dirty house?" Draco asked crossing his arms.

Hermione gracefully pulled her glove off, "I assume you don't do the cleaning."

Draco smirked. "Follow me."

As they walked Hermione noted several times that she was going to redecorate. The odd things that were placed everywhere made her feel like she was in one of Snape's classes. Some of the paintings muttered Mudblood as she walked past them. Hermione also noted that the ones who muttered that were getting put in the dungeon. She smiled to herself at that thought.

Hermione watched Draco's back. How was tonight going to go? In the law that the Ministry past they had to sleep together within twenty-four hours of the marriage to make it "official." Was he just going to wait till she fell asleep until he decided to rape her? Or would he be gentle and kind? Draco opened the bedroom door and led Hermione in, "This is going to be your room. Mines down the hall."

Hermione looked up at him, "W-We aren't going to share?"

"No."

"B-But.. We have to.." Hermione turned around, when she felt herself growing red.

"Are you nervous?" Draco sounded indifferent.

Hermione shook her head, but her heart was pounding a million times in a second. She could hear his footsteps coming closer to her. She felt his lips next to her ears.

"It's only once. Sex isn't a big deal, people do it with strangers all the time. Why not do it with the person you are married with?" Draco slowly unzipped the back of her dress, watching it fall to the floor. His voice sounded extremely convincing, Hermione could feel his hot breath against her neck. Hermione's dress fell to the floor, the cold air gave her shivers.

Draco turned her head, and roughly kissed her. His kiss was a thorough one, making Hermione respond, her hands quickly going to his hair. She could feel herself warming up. What should I do with my hands? Was the only thing that Hermione could process through her brain. She wasn't sure if she should like it or not, but it felt so good to her body. The man she hated was making her feel… fantastic.

Draco pulled away from the kiss, quickly taking off his tux. Showing his muscular body to Hermione, he smirked when he saw her gasp. He knew she had only dated Ron, his body beat the Weasley's any day. He walked towards Hermione, moving them to the bed.

While kissing her neck, Draco led his hand to the spot he knew would make Hermione cry out. The moans he heard in his ear, made him smirk against her skin. He quickly took off the rest of her undergarments, admiring the curves that the Gryffindor princess had.

Hermione's mind was going crazy, this was too much. All she could process was that it felt bloody good. She pulled Draco's mouth back up to hers, biting his lips and arching her aching body towards his. She watched him pull his boxers down, kicking them off the bed. She needed to tell him, before they got to far along. Hermione let out a moan as she felt Draco separate her legs. She opened her mouth to tell him but she moaned instead, "M-Ma-lfoy."

He smirked and quickly in the heat of the moment entered her, but suddenly stopped when he heard her scream out. Draco looked down in horror, muttering "Shit."

Draco's eyes searched Hermione, noticing the once in ecstasy face now in tear stricken pain. He didn't care for her, but he felt bad now. "I- I didn't know you were a virgin."

Hermione wiped a tear away, "I didn't tell you."

"I just kind of figured you had with… The Weasley boy." Draco slumped his shoulders, unsure of what to do now. He awkwardly kissed her temple, hoping that would help. Women liked the sentimental stuff right?

Hermione looked up at him, foolishly wanting to slap herself. Why didn't she tell him she was? Why did she have to tell him she was a virgin? Who made up the rules about what married couples should have to tell each other? Everyone follows them mindlessly, not bothering to think about the unwritten laws of couples. Hermione just leaned up and softly kissed Malfoy on the lips. Who said you couldn't sleep with the person you hate?

Maybe Hermione didn't want to follow the rules just this once.

I know the ending was odd! But trust me… I wanted it that way. This isn't going to be a normal happy smut filled love story! Lol. It will have awkward moments! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINKK! If you have any ideas you want put into it please let me know (:

Playlist for this chapter : They by Jem. (:

Oh I'm looking for a beta reader! If anyone is interested pleaseee let me know!