I have read many versions of the forced marriage contracts on Harry, but I have never seen anyone pull this result. If they had done so, I have not seen it.

Marriage Contracts

Harry Potter was sick and tired of Genevra Weasley. The girl had been going on for years that she was going to marry him. He ignored it for the most part but would remind her every month or so that they were not going to be married. Harry had a good solid romantic relationship with one Hermione Jane Granger since the end of third year.

Ginny, as Genevra was more commonly known, had a slightly older brother named Ron. The red headed prat was constantly trying to break up Harry and Hermione since they revealed their relationship in fourth year. But his best efforts were for naught after he went too far one day and managed to hex himself into the hospital with a spell beyond his capabilities early in his fifth year. He ruptured his magical core and was forced to live like a squib from that point on.

For her part, Ginny was an evil little girl. She had to morals of a hooker with none of the income. She constantly tried to hang on Harry or make him jealous by sleeping around. She would try to hurt or embarrass Hermione at every turn then attempt to look as the wounded party due to her recent claims of betrothal. Few people bought the act except for the purebloods to which betrothals were a way of life.


The focus of our tale turns next to the Manipulative Old Bastard, one Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. No one knew how he ended up with such a long name when his siblings only had a single with no middle name. He was a schemer through and through. He coveted the ancestral wealth and power that Harry was due to inherit and he wanted a piece of the action. He named himself the guardian of the infant Harry after he allowed the boy's true guardian to be sent to prison without a trial.

Once he had proclaimed the position of guardian for himself, he hatched a plan as the goblins still would not allow him to touch the funds, properties or artifacts that were due to young Harry when he came of age. Even the boy's trust vault had been locked down until Harry had begun school. Albus wanted that money. He made a bargain with a loyal follower that would take years to come to pass. His minion, one Molly Weasley, would marry off her daughter to Harry then get rid of him once a child was born.

Here is where our tale takes a stranger twist. Albus lacked the right to create a contract of betrothal on the part of Harry. Using the might of the legendary Elder Wand, he confounded a contract and was able to create a binding betrothal that did not burn itself to ash upon being signed. He laughed in a non maniacal manner (at least that is what he told himself) as Molly began to feed her daughter tales of her future husband and their betrothal.

Harry and Hermione continued to date each other and fell deeper in love as fifth year progressed. The world was going crazy around them but they felt they could handle whatever came about together. That is until A.P.W.B.D. sprung his surprise on the pair.

"Ah, Harry, I am glad you and Hermione came quickly to my summons. I have good news for you and bad news for Miss Granger. The fact is that I need to have the pair of you cease and desist any further romantic relationship together."

Naturally, both teens were angry at the meddling in their personal lives and were about to protest when the aged Headmaster continued.

"You see my boy that Miss Weasley was indeed telling the truth about you and her being betrothed. You have been for over a decade," the old man said in smug tones. 'Damn uppity mudblood thinks she can stop my plans with simple love. The nerve of her. I'd have her potioned and married off to that buffoon Ronald if he had not been a moron and lost his magic.'

Harry sat in shock for a few moments at the M.O.B.'s revelation as Hermione clutched his hand as tightly as she could. Anger and resentment bubbled up in him as he thought about the simple damning statement.

"I will not marry that red headed dorm broomstick. I have already discussed this with Hermione and as soon as I am old enough we are going to get married," Harry snarled at the old man with a look of pure hate on his face.

Dumbledore simply smiled as his eyes twinkled. "You are contracted to wed Miss Weasley and on your sixteenth birthday the contract will be final. No time for running off for a muggle ceremony at Gretna Green either."

Harry simply turned and gestured Hermione to leave the office before him then walked out down the small stairs.

"I did not give you permission to leave my office, Harry," Dumbledore said smugly. "The gargoyle will not let you pass. Now come back up here -"

The old man nearly fell out of his chair when an explosion rocked the tower his office was in. He stood and hurried down the small flight of stairs to see the shattered remains of his gargoyle. The head was whimpering in fear as Harry and Hermione strolled off arm in arm.

"What happened? Dumbledore asked the disembodied head.

"Miss Granger conjured something she called 'nitroglycerine' on my chest and Mr. Potter hit it with a bludgeoning hex. Those two are dangerous!" the head wailed.

Weeks dragged on as tales of Harry's destruction of the Headmaster's gargoyle grew in proportion to the telling. The Weasley twins would bow down asking how it had been done but all Harry or Hermione would say was "Better living through chemistry. You should look it up."


The term ended and summer arrived. Harry was dragged off to the Burrow to keep him 'safe' (and captive) while Hermione was not allowed anywhere near the Weasley home. Harry spent his time holed up in Percy's old room and ignoring the advances of Ginny. Mrs. Weasley was livid in her admonishments to the boy but he just treated it as living with more numerous Dursleys.

Dawn broke on the morning of July 31st. Harry was dragged down the stairs in a full body bind to a tent set up in the yard by the manipulators. Ginny was waiting in a wedding gown and smiling in her insipid manner while Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley were grinning at how well their plan had come together. An official from the Ministry was waiting and thinking of the payout he was promised for being here today to finalize the contract. Nearby, they could see Hermione waiting just outside the wards of the Burrow with a frown on her face.

"Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley, I am here to place the official acceptance seal on this parchment, activating this betrothal and formalizing the marriage. Do you have any vows to say to one another?" he asked in a pleasant tone.

"This is my dream come true," squealed Ginny while Harry just glared as he was in a full body bind.

"Well I think that is about enough. Please seal the marriage," Dumbledore commanded the official.

The wizard pulled out his official stamp and slammed it down on the betrothal contract. "I declare this contract complete and the marriage in effect. Let all know this union is for life and unbreakable."

Ribbons of light and magic began to stream out of the paper to wrap around Ginny. However, the ribbons of light bypassed Harry and headed straight for Dumbledore. They wrapped around him and flashed into the form of a wedding band around his finger.

All the Weasleys look on stunned. Harry was momentarily forgotten so he burst free from his binds and began to laugh.

Dumbledore was shocked. He tried to speak but he could not find any words. "How?" was all he managed.

"My brilliant girlfriend and soon to be wife figured it out a long time ago, Headmaster. You were never my official guardian in spite of all of your posturing and bluster. Sirius Black is as he was never convicted of a crime or legally stripped of those rights. You had no right to enact a betrothal on me and all you manipulations did was place you into the contract instead as you had signed it. The only thing is it had to wait for my birthday to come into effect. Do enjoy married life, Headmaster. May you receive everything you deserve," Harry said to the old man.

Harry turned to Ginny who was simply staring at him. "Oh, do enjoy your wedding night, Mrs. Dumbledore. Let us know how it went will you? After all, the magic will enforce consummation quite soon. You and Hermione can compare notes when we get back to Britain in a few years," Harry told the newlywed Ginny with a laugh.

"Dobby!" Harry cried out.

"Dobby is here Master Harry. Is it time to get you and Miss Grangy to your appointment?" the house elf asked.

"Yes, Dobby. I don't think we will be welcome here any longer," Harry said as he took the elf's hand and disappeared with a pop. The pair reappeared next to Hermione outside of the wards. After a quick hug, the trio popped out and were not heard from in Britain until the reports of the Dark Lord Voldemort's demise were announced.


Albus and Ginny did not have a happy marriage. While the magic Dumbledore placed on the betrothal enforced nightly consummation until conception of an heir, there was never any issue. Dumbledore's age had rendered him nearly sterile but he had retained enough ability to keep the magic working. The odds of a pregnancy happening were just too low. Ginny never recovered mentally from her failed 'wedding'. She spent hours each day just sitting in a corner rocking slowly with her legs pulled to her chest and arms holding them close dreading the coming night and another round of sex. The prematurely gray girl was not sure if she looked forward to her monthly cycle for the break in the nightly routine or the fact that it arrived and she was subject to another month of old man sex.

"So old. So wrinkly," she whimpered each morning.

Dumbledore's reputation took a major hit after the manipulations were revealed. The fact that he married the Weasley daughter was front page news thanks to Rita Skeeter and her poisoned pen. The aged 'Leader of the Light' was found to be not so light after all. No parents wanted the 'Old Pedo-dore' near their children and removed from his positions by a popular revolt of Wizarding Britain. It took two long years before his nightly exertions took their toll on his aged body and he died in the middle of another magically enforced attempt at siring an heir.

Harry and Hermione fled Britain to the USA to finish their education. They rallied over one thousand of the muggleborn and half blood ex-pats of Wizarding Britain to return with them to deal with the Death Eater problem once and for all. The Daily Prophet tried to paint the couple in a bad light as a Dark Lord and Lady but they had observers from the ICW with them at every step.

The rest of the magical world was poised to enter the 21st century with the mundane world but they needed to drag Britain out of the 19th century first. The oppressed majority non pureblood population still in Britain joined in and the Ministry fell in days. The British Monarch, Elizabeth the Second, gave Her blessing to a revamped Wizengamont as an elected body adjacent to the rest of Parliament. Pureblood biased laws were written off the books and equality took hold for the masses.

All Harry had to say on his actions in his memoirs was this sarcastic comment;

"It was all for the Greater Good."