Ron sat with his head in his knees in the sitting room of the burrow. Rain pounded against the window pane, each dull thud interrupting Ron's thoughts. His mother rubbed his shoulder comfortingly, as she placed the letter in her hand on the sitting room table.

"It will be alright Ron," Mr. Weasley assured his son, shooting the letter a dirty look.

The letter had arrived that morning. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny had received similar ones.

Ron's letter read:

Dear Mr Weasley,

We write to inform you of a new law passed by the Wizengamot this past Friday: In an effort to reduce prejudice within the magical community, any unwed adult will be matched with another for marriage.

By intermingling the so called "pure bloods, and blood traitors," along with the muggleborns in the community, we hope to see less conflict between said groups. Ministry unmentionables have used the Incognita Amare spell to identify and match sexual preference and personality types to create more pleasant. Each match, determined by a very ancient powerful magic, guarantees happiness for both partners. Below you will find your assigned partner, and arranged wedding date:

Ronald Weasley, you will be married to Draco Malfoy, on or before the 30th of September. The marriage must be consummated on the night of the marriage, and partners must live together. You will be responsible for your own housing arrangements.

Consummation will be magically tracked, and must be completed within 24 hours of the wedding to seal the bonding spell. Failure to do so will result in expulsion from the magical community, and your wand will be snapped.

Ministry officials will be following up with you to help you schedule your wedding and bonding. Any questions should be addressed to the Department of Magical Bonding.

Wishing you and your partner the best,

Mafalda Hopkirk

Head of Department of Magical Bonding

Harry, Hermione, and Ginny sat on the floor near the fireplace, their own letters clutched in their hands.

"It's rubbish," Harry said. "I've been matched with Parvati Patil!"

"I've been matched with Oliver Wood," Hermione said, clearly surprised.

"Well if you didn't already know I swing both ways, I'll be marrying Luna," Ginny said. Harry and Ginny exchanged a defeated look, before turning to look at Ron. "Who are you going to be shagging every night?"

"Ginny!" Mrs Weasley interjected, shooting her daughter a scolding look.

"Draco Malfoy," Ron said flatly. Everyone looked astonished. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, knowing their brief relationship was over. Then he turned to look at his parents. "So yeah, I do like guys too." Mr. Weasley waved him off, clearly unvexed. "I don't know why in hell they would have thought we would make a good match. We'll end up killing each other."

"Perhaps if you persist with the idea that you're enemies," Hermione said in a tone she hadn't often used since they left school. "The Incognita Amare is an incredibly powerful spell. Ancient wizarding families used it to arrange marriages for centuries. The Incognita Amare, or unknown love spell, finds your most compatible match, based on what you need emotionally, and on what you desire sexually."

"But we've always hated each other!" Ron said nonplussed.

"Only because Mr Malfoy and your dad hate each other," Hermione explained. "You never really wanted to get along, so you two have never really tried." Hermione hesitated for a moment before continuing. "And the spell was performed on me too, Ron. That mean that you would be happier long term with Draco Malfoy, than with me."

They stared at each other for a moment. In the blink of an eye, they were embracing and crying. "You'll always be my best friend," Ron cried into her bushy hair.

"And I'll never stop loving you," Hermione sobbed back.

Harry and Ginny comforted each other, while Ron and Hermione embraced. After several emotional minutes, the broke apart, and they all sat in a circle.

"September 30th," Mr Weasley said quietly. "That's two weeks away. We'll have to make a lot of arrangements."

"I think first things first, we'd all better arrange to meet with our... our fiance's," Hermione said. She flicked her wand, and several rolls of parchment zoomed into the sitting room, along with a quill and ink bottle.

"Someone's beat us to the idea," Mrs Weasley replied. She pointed to the window, where a handsome eagle owl sat, feathers ruffled against the pouring rain. Rushing to the window, allowed the bird in. It extended it's leg, allowing her to remove the scroll, before turning round and departing out into the rain.

"It's for you Ron," she said, handing him the scroll.

Ron unrolled the scroll, which had clearly been charmed to stay dry in the rain. His eyes scanned the neat handwriting.

Ron,

I'm sure you've gotten your letter by now, and are just as shocked as I am. Moving forward, I hope that things will be pleasant between us.

I know that I have been very unkind towards you and your family. I was very differently than you were. Having the Dark Lord force me to follow him the past year has changed how I think a lot. I know I have a lot to make up for.

I don't know why we were matched, but I hope you'll let me start with a clean slate.

Meet me at my flat tomorrow at 11:00. Number 74 Diagon Alley, Flat 4.

~Draco.

Ron lay in bed that night, lost in thought. Luna had arrived that day to go for a long walk with Ginny, and Hermione had met Oliver at Florean Fortescue's ice-cream parlour. Harry was meeting Parvati the following night.

Ron didn't know what to expect from his meeting with Draco. He was glad that Draco had apologized, but how were things going to be between them now? He had kept re-reading Draco's letter throughout the day, noticing something new, the last time he read it. He had addressed the letter to Ron, not Weasley...

He kept wondering why they had been matched? Hermione said that the spell meant they would be compatible emotionally and sexually. Ron had always liked men and women. He honestly had no preference between the two. The only thing that that he really did prefer was dominance. He wanted to be the one in control. He wanted to do the work.

If they were compatible sexually, then that meant that Draco... He smirked as he rolled over in bed. Draco Malfoy, the one who always wanted to be in charge of everyone, wanted the complete opposite in the bedroom.

Tomorrow, Ron concluded, was going to be a very interesting day.

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