Chapter One: I Don't Enjoy Divination!

"I don't believe this!" Hermione growled, crumbling the official Ministry of Magic documents in her hands.

It's been nearly five years since the war has ended some were having a hard time while others were trying to redeem themselves. For Hermione it seems she can't get a break with the Ministry despite how she's now a Healer everyone thought she would instantly be in the Ministry staff but, she politely declined just like Harry and Ron did. Harry would be a Professor with Neville as the Defense Against the Dark Arts while Neville was Herbology while for Ron he went after his dream as a Chaser in Quiddich his longtime dream. She'd thought for certain they'd come to their senses and reverse the ruling before they got to her. But, then there it was… her invitation to meet with the Ministry-sanctioned Matchmaker, clutched in the talons of the owl that waited ever-so-patient at her window this morning.

Harry, Ron and Hermione friendship was going strong but, for the heroes it would seem the Ministry had other plans for our heroes, family and friends. Ron and Hermione tried to date but, turns out they were more like brother and sister before their friendship was ruined. Ron was now a famous Quiddich player-Keeper for the Cannons his favorite team and all so he was now in the Switzerland preparing for the next Quiddich game as he got V.I.P. tickets for his two best friends to watch his game. For Harry and Ginny, they decided they were better off as friends so Ginny and Dean decided to give their relationship another try so far it's going quite well for the couple as they're both in Quiddich teams.

Back to the present, shaking his head Harry sighed as he watched her storm through the foyer of 12 Grimmald Place "Hermione- "

"It's bloody ridiculous! I usually have no trouble not bringing my modern Muggle-world understanding into Wizarding things, which you well know but, this- "She spun on her heel, shaking an angry finger in his face "They have gone completely mad honestly! What were they bloody thinking how could they do this in this day and age!?" she exclaimed.

His brow furrowed as he stared at the dainty, balled hand, shaking in fury before his eyes. She was just as terrifying in her wrath as she'd been when she was twelve or when they were in the war trying to kill her ex-boyfriend Jason where people know him as Jax. One would think a decade of friendship would've been more than enough time for him to realize he was one of the only of those people who could diffuse her.

Certainly the law was a recent development but, he thought she'd have been better prepared when they finally called on her. "Hermione-"

"This is backward and … totally barbaric. How can they expect us to fall in love by this stupid bloody law!?"

"Barbaric?" He grabbed her by her shoulders and gave her a gentle shake "Hermione will you please stop and listen to me for a second,"

Frowning, she met his gaze raising her eyebrow at him.

"We're talking about an arranged marriage not trussing up the centaurs like carriage horses. And you're not alone okay," Harry pointed out as he pursued his lips as he shook his head at her "We're all being put through this and besides it probably might reach Ron but, we can't know for sure since he's in Switzerland right now isn't he?" he asked.

Her body dropped a bit in his hold as she dropped her head down against his shoulder. She didn't want to be the only person to be angry over this. She didn't want to calm down. if anything she was positive this was exactly the sort of situation over which she had every right to be upset.

"I'm not wrong about this," Hermione sadly says, the words spilled out into a whisper "That all our friends… while some who has families on their own are being forced through the same thing doesn't make it any better. Half of our friends are already has a family while the rest of us have to be forced into this,"

Harry gave a smile, as he pushed her back a little, catching her gaze "I never said you were wrong… just lashing out a bit mostly at me," he gave a half-shrug as she bit her bottom lip to hold in a laugh "It's not like I have any control over this since I'm a Professor instead of an Auror like everyone claimed I would be," he explained.

"Well you did pass the test just like Ron did but, then you both changed your minds," Hermione pointed out.

"True but, like I said it's not like I have any control over this Mione. I'm just done fighting you know until this happens,"

"Alright… alright okay," Hermione wiped her hands over her face into a calm gesture as she let out a rattling breath "Everyone has to do this and no one else is making a fuss … "she let out her voice trail off nodding to herself "It's for the greater good of the Wizarding community right?" she asked.

His bottom lip stuck out in a thoughtful pout. Well, she managed to talk herself down from that faster than he expected but, that didn't mean he wanted to do this either. They're in the same boat after all.

"Harry?" Hermione asked, making her chestnut eyes wide and pleading with the bambi doe look leaving him to sigh in defeat knowing he couldn't say no to her. With that look she didn't need to speak the question.

"Yes, I'll go with you Mione,"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Hermione hugged her best friend causing him to laugh as she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"You know…" Harry muttered with a grin as he hugged her with the same gesture "Whoever this future husband of yours turns out to be. He's probably not going to like this part of our friendship," he explained.

Hermione blinked her eyes owlish and scowl at him "Well then with my future husband he will have to learn to deal with it," she huffed.

"Of course," Harry replied "Well shall we then?" gesturing his arm being the gentleman that he was.

"Of course young sir," Hermione smiled as they headed to the floo and headed to the Ministry.

Harry relinquished his hold on her and followed her back through the foyer. He didn't know if her future husband was lucky or doomed.

"Your hand, please," Dru (short for Drusilla), the matchmaker, said again as her tone was short. Her thin lips pursued waited for Hermione to do as instructed.

"Miss. Granger you must," The Ministry official standing over Drusilla's shoulder-Hermione haven't bothered to recall his name-prompted gently over her.

Holding out a sigh and showing the good grace not to roll her eyes, Hermione at last extended her arm, holding her hand over the pile of opalescent, crystalline dust on Drusilla's desk. Most people call her Dru but, for Hermione she distastes the woman with a passion.

She bit her lip, bracing herself for the flash of pain as the Matchmaker pricked her finger. Watching the blood spill out, she found herself oddly fascinated by the clean of light off the crimson droplet.

It splashed into the crystal dust, turning into a shiny, purplish stain.

Now that was done, she could see the official and Drusilla both release a sigh of relief. Honestly, she couldn't be the only one who'd put up a fight over this.

Though… she didn't doubt anyone else had to be asked repeatedly for a solid twenty minutes before relenting.

Clearing her throat, Drusilla raised her wand-elm, Hermione she would have to guess from the color of the wood and inscribed with beautifully embellished runic symbols. She waved the instrument over the glittering dust, muttering the incantation under her breath.

Hermione swallowed hard, forcing her gaze to the floor as the mix of blood and crystalline grans swirled and shifted beneath the force of the Matchmaker's command. She didn't want to see the results. The best she could hope for was that this perfectly-paired wizard the spell was supposed to find her wasn't some pure-blood elitist not fully won over by the Post-War reformations.

She could only imagine how painful or frustrated meeting her future in-laws would be.

Everything in her line of sight became a means of distraction. The lightly-scuffed toes of her black leather boots, the faded blue denim of her jeans, with their Muggle-fashionable torn knees, the tiny, barely-noticeable bits of fuzz clinging to the bottle hem of her dark-blue jumper.

She knew she had to be here today but, she had deliberately decided not to go out of her way to dress nicely for the meeting in the subtle show of protest. Unfortunately, the gesture seemed lost in the two Ministry members before her.

"What?" The official's voice was high-a tone of voice of disbelief. "I-I don't understand. This has to be sort of mistake,"

"Surely this can't be the first?"

From the way the volume of the Matchmaker's voice shifted, Hermione thought that the woman Drusilla's must've turned to the speak over her shoulder to the supervising wizard "Allow me to clarify. I've never heard of this happening before?"

"But how -surely you made a mistake on this Dru?"

"It's not a mistake I assure you,"

"Yes, it does … merlin knows it has to be she can't be having that many suitors,"

Drusilla forced out a sigh from between her pursed lips "I have no idea. I mean it's right there, she has— "

"Okay what?!" Hermione snapped at the two finally having enough of the cryptic discussion "I'm standing bloody right here?!"

She lifted her gaze, hoping that perhaps their confusion denoted something wonderfully momentous-like saying their Matching Divination coming up blank! Yes, that would've been a wonderful thought! That could be certainly be… true.

Hermione's thoughts ground to a halt and her jaw dropped as she saw what they were fussing over. The blood-stained crystals dust had swirled into a definite likeness of not one face but, five.

The images of five wizards stared back at her from the desktop. Three wizards who remarkably very familiar to her … while the last two … her face turned ghostly pale white as if her past came to bite her in the ass (a/n: I just want to let you guys know that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jason Santos (a.k.a. Jax) then there's BooBoo Stewart is going to play Seth Patterson-Hermione's lost loves. Two of those guys were the love of her life during her Hogwarts days … that she doesn't like to talk about her past)

"That can't be right…. tell me that your both gone completely mad?!" Hermione screeched leaving the Ministry and the Matchmaker to wince at her answer

"Miss. Granger there's no need to yell," the Ministry official answered.

"Those two… no, no, no, no, no, I refused to be married to them?!" Hermione screeched angrily "One of those men are dead?!" she screamed.

"Excuse me?"

"I SAID," Hermione coldly spats pointing at Seth, her long lost love "HE'S DEAD. HE'S BLOODY DEAD. HE DIED IN THE NAVY THANKS TO THE BOMB ATTACKS when I was 16 years old!? I saw the body myself. I went to his bloody funeral with his family who's been nothing but, kind to me who's best friends with my family and you sit there showing me his picture…disrespecting his memory with me. Are you trying to make this a joke because it's not bloody funny!? I demand you take his picture off right now?!" she screeched grabbing her wand against the two.

"Miss. Granger I assure you it's not a mistake… "the matchmaker Drusilla calmly replied.

"YES IT IS!" Hermione eyes grew angry "SETH PATTERSON. That's one of my husband's isn't it. He's dead you inconsiderate woman!? Don't you dare stand there and tell me he's alive. I went to his bloody funeral 10 years ago. He died when I was 16 years old. We dated for nearly 2 years and you're telling me he's my husband when he can't be. He's been bloody dead for years so don't you BLOODY MERLIN TELL ME HE'S ONE OF MY MATCHES?!" she screeched angrily.

"You two dated for nearly two years…" the Ministry official raised his eyebrow at this.

"THAT IS NOT THE BLOODY POINT AND YES WE DID. HE WENT TO THE ARMY AT AGE 18 AND DIED IN THE NAVY AT HIS BASE. HIS BODY WAS SENT TO HIS FAMILY. THEY SET THEIR FUNERAL 2 WEEKS LATER. I SAW THE BODY MYSELF?!" Hermione screamed angrily.

"Well… I assure you Ms. Granger he's not dead… we would've seen his records," the Ministry replied.

"No you wouldn't. He was born in America of New York. I would highly doubt the American Ministry would send you anything when it comes with Seth since my big brother Jayden is the current Minister over there," Hermione growled.

"And what about the other four suitors?"

"What about them?"

"Do you have a problem with them being your husbands?"

Hermione body instantly grew stiff glaring at the matchmaker with no response, how dare that woman disrespect her lost love and backpedaled a step, all but, collapsing into one of the chairs that faced the Matchmaker's desk.

"I-I think she's going to need a minute or two" the Ministry official said to Drusilla in a stage-whisper.

"Yes, and I needed your statement for being obvious to notice the girl's state of distress Marc,"

"Marc… that was your name," Hermione muttered absently as she shook her head at this.

Marc humped, folding his arms across his chest. He reminded himself that she'd just been out of shock, she could've been held responsible for any rude statements that fell out of her mouth just now but, couldn't imagine seeing someone who came back from the dead would be a huge shock for her.

"This is a mistake,"

Frowning, Drusilla stepped around the desk and moved to settle in the chair next to Hermione's "I'm sorry, Miss. Granger. There's no mistake. You have five perfect matches here to be your husbands,"

Hermione looked up, meeting the other witches gaze staring at the Jax's picture … Merlin she hasn't seen him since the chaos in the war ignoring the butterflies in her stomach not wanting to admit to herself that he still looks good even Seth… and sat up straight "I can't- can't have five husbands. Especially not them. There has to be something in the Law about this!"

Feeling for the younger woman, Drusilla sighed and reached out to place her hand over Hermione's "The Law states that the Muggle-born witch or wizard must wed with the pureblood to whom they are matched. The magic here selects the wizards to who you're more suited. I would have to say that you're certainly matched … with Mr. Harry James Potter, Draco Lucius Malfoy, Blaise Dominic Zabini, Jason Jacob William Santos and Seth Neil Milo Patterson Miss. Granger,"

Hermione's face fell, her eyes growing wide.

"I'm sorry Miss. Granger but, if the magic itself cannot choose between these five then neither can we?"

Turning to face Drusilla, Hermione clung to her hand "But, there has to be some sort of mistake…. Seth can't be alive… I just saw him…" her voice was in a broken heart whisper "Please… please… just try again!"

Drusilla looked around the room, her expression thoughtful. Rolling her eyes noticing Marc expression and finally nodded "Fine. However, I must warn you Ms. Granger that the results will likely be the same. There's no mistake on this. Do you still want to give another try?" she asked gently.

Hermione's heart sank, millions of conflicted questions filled her mind but, she'll think about that later and offered a shrug "Well, I supposed that I would have to accept the results then,"

Nodding again, Drusilla gave the girls hand another pat and stood.

"Your hand Ms. Granger," Drusilla's instructed as she prick Hermione's finger showing the results again. It's been going on for nearly 4 hours that she finally accepted the results.

Outside of the office once Hermione reached inside, Harry was pacing back and forth that most of the Ministry officials were watching the poor bloke going mad muttering under his breath wondering what's taking so long and finally sat down after giving up half an hour or so that he decided to take a nap until his best friend comes out. That was until the door finally clicked open that Harry bolted upright at the sound of someone clearing their throat. He didn't even realize he'd drifted off as he waited on the bench outside of the Matchmaker's office. Blinking hard, he lifted a hand, rubbing at his eyes behind the wire rims of his glasses.

He looked up to see Hermione standing in front of him. Her eyes were wide as her expression had drained from her face, she clutched five small boxes in her hand as if it was the last thing that she wanted to hold but, unfortunately life didn't come as planned.

Shooting to his feet, he slipped his fingers around her elbows rambling asking questions "What happen? What took so long and- "noticing his best friend's expression drained white "Mione…. are-are you alright? You look like you're about to throw up do you need to go to the bathroom?" he asked worried for his best friend.

She forced a smile. He's always so concerned about her. Her best friend, the person who understood so well, perhaps this wouldn't be so bad.

Inhaling deeply, she blew the breath out slowly "Well…" she said pausing to force a gulp down her throat "It took so long because I had them recast the divination a … a few times that I lost count on how many times we did it. And, um… well … it's you,"

His jaw fell out as he tried to process her words "Me," he squeaked all confuse "I don't—wait what? You look like someone just ran over Crookshanks because you were matched with me?"

A nervous laugh bubbled out of her "No, no," she whispered, shaking her head as she handed him a box "That… I think we could make it work…Harry," she whispered; didn't many husbands and wives eventually come to consider one another best friends? They'd just … be starting backward.

Harry still didn't quite know how he felt-he was certain the missive information that he'd been matched was being penned as they spoke—as he opened the box. Inside an opalescent band of purplish-red rested against a simple bed of black velvet.

"The um the rings are part of the- "Hermione held her breath which Harry rushed her to the bench to sit down "They um… they form from the mixture of Drusilla uses for the matching…" she stopped there, unsure how he'd feel about walking around with her crystallized blood on his finger.

He shook his head, removing the ring from the box and slipping it on. She was right, he thought, they would make this work. They'd been through hell and back together; he knew if anyone could make an unexpected things work they could.

"Hermione, are you really okay with this?" he lifted his head as he asked, spotting the glint of slivery purple-red on her own finger.

Her expression became guarded suddenly as he followed his line of sight. How could she tell him? How was this part of it ever going to work?

"You… were already wearing your ring when you came out of the office, weren't you?"

She nodded, biting her lip at this.

"So, the last four boxes aren't yours…?"

Hermione couldn't even shake her head. Instead she looked away, as her brow furrowed with a distant look on her face. This time Harry couldn't read her. She had this guard auror around her. Harry thought he was going to fall back onto the bench behind him. That… no… what?

"I'm not sure I understand Mione?"

"I … don't either… not really," she licked her lips nervously almost like she was going to cry but, she kept talking as she reached her empty hand out to tug at Harry's fingers, intertwining them with her own "Um, but, I-uh somehow have-five perfect matches who are pure-blood wizards,"

His face scrunched in an unpleasant anticipation. If this was her reaction, then it couldn't be good. He understands that if he was having an issue processing the situation then he couldn't begin to imagine what she must be feeling just now.

"Mione… who is it?"

Hermione swallowed uncomfortable as she dropped her head forward "Um…. it's-"

"Granger, Potter," a remarkably familiar voice said from behind her "I should've known working in the Ministry I'd be bound to run into you two sooner or later," he drawls a comment.

"Nice to see you too Malfoy," Harry sarcastically replied.

Hermione spun around on her heels. Her jaw dropped as she found herself staring at Draco Malfoy. Those cold, slate-grey eyes, that perfect, pale face—with the most oddly charming dusting of a five o'clock shadow gracing his jaw—and sleek, platinum hair were just as she remembered.

But, it wasn't the recollection of classroom arguments or fleeting war-time alliances that caused her heart to drop into her stomach.

"Him," she said, the word squeaking out of her in a barely audible whisper.

Harry's eyes widen as his gaze darting from Hermione to Draco and back "Him?"

She nodded, repeating herself "Him,"

"Bloody hell you can't be serious,"

"Trust me I had the same reaction as you did…"

[back in America-2 days ago]

Jax is a reasonable bloke but, one would think he would get a break from the Ministry in England. He and his half-brother Seth were currently living together in New York with their best friends Jayden and Cameron Granger who happens to be Hermione their ex-girlfriend/first love older brothers. Jax dated Hermione for nearly 3 years she was only 10 when they started dating while he was 12 at the time. He grew up quite well and knew that Hermione was a muggleborn witch just like she knew he was a pureblood wizard but, kept his family name under wraps not wanting anyone in the wizarding world to find out who his father was.

"So I see you saw the announcement too huh?" Seth asked.

Jax looked up to see his youngest half-brother with a conflicted expression on his face "Yes, I did…" he slowly said this.

"Were you summoned to the Ministry in England to meet up with this matchmaker," Seth passing another fire whiskey to his brother.

Jax sighed "Yeah …what about you?" he asked.

Seth nodded at this "We're supposed to go there a.s.a.p. I just the letter when I was hanging out with Jayden and Cameron. They said 'hey' to you," he pointed out.

Jax gave a small smile "How are they?"

"Their good… watching the kids as usual,"

"And Mimi…"

Seth shifted uncomfortable "They talked to her every other day when they're not busy but, she seems good from what they told me anyway…" he slowly replied.

"Do you ever wonder…what would happen if we saw her again…" Jax whispered.

"Every day…" Seth laughed sarcastically "I can't even imagine what Mya is going to think … seeing me alive this whole time claiming that 'I'm dead' when this whole time I've been alive for nearly 5 years… karma can be a pain in the ass sometimes," he huffed throwing the bottle into the fireplace with a distant look on his face.

"What time are we supposed to go to England?"

"I don't know I didn't really read the whole thing all I know is that we both have to go to England as soon as possible I have no doubt that Jayden and Cameron are looking into this knowing Mya … she's a muggleborn witch… who knows what could happen down there," Seth replied with a distant look on his face.

"Why would they want us there though we don't even live in England anyway," Jax sipping his fire whiskey.

"Who knows the Ministry down there went into chaos during the war when 'you know who' was alive… and now that they're done with the war, the reporters wouldn't stop writing stories about Mya or her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. As far as I know Ron is in Switzerland for his Quiddich Match while Harry and Mya are still living in England," Seth whispered.

Jax looked at the letter "It said that we're supposed to be there in Friday…it's Wednesday right now there's no way we can just go there when they feel like it," he exclaimed.

"Imagine how Mya is feeling Jax it's not fair for her to marry pureblood wizards who she might or not know them. Who knows who could it be?" Seth pointed out.

"Do you really want to go to England to get married to a pureblood witch or with Mimi," Jax pointed out.

"Honestly…" Seth grew quiet looking up at his older half-brother "Both. I want to see who's my wife and … I want to see Mya again… "bowing his head in shame "I wanted to write or call her even but, Jayden told me she was in a relationship at the time and I didn't want to be a burden in her life… "he whispered.

Jax grew quiet "I haven't seen her since the war in England," he whispered.

Seth whip splashed turning to him "What do you mean you haven't seen her at the war in England," he whispered widen his eyes in horror "Please tell me you didn't Jax…"

"And what if I did… I had to protect her Seth," Jax pointed out.

"She doesn't need protecting Mya can take care of herself just fine," Seth growled "You know that better than anyone and you knew her longer than I have,"

Jax grew quiet bowing his head in shame "I know…I know… I just … I miss her …" he whispered.

Seth soften his eyes "You don't think I don't miss her too…" running his fingers through his hair "Hell you're not the only bloke who loves that girl Jax… I love her too… we both do… in our own way and I'm sure she loves us in her own way except when you broke her heart … with me our break up was mutual … despite that it hurts that I couldn't be with her anymore but, I managed to slowly move on and started a new life for myself…. But, I do know is that I'm always going to love her… no matter how time flies fast for us … I'm always going to love her… she's not just Zane, Henry, Jayden, Cameron, Ariel and Aqua little sister to me… she's a heroine in the wizarding world. One of the powerful muggleborn witches known to man and she's going to change the world without even knowing it… so yeah I know exactly how that feels missing her every day isn't going to change anything Jax and you know that. It would take a bloody miracle for her to forgive the both of us including myself for making her thinking that I'm dead… I could've died in the army but, I didn't thanks to Tai… I owe him my life because of him… and I know deep, deep down that Mya is going to forgive me. She always been the forgiven person but, with you…. It's a different story because no only you broke her heart but, nearly ruined our friendships with the Granger Family because of it," he explained.

"Don't remind me. I know what I did was horrible believe me it's been haunting me the day Mimi walked out of my life Seth… but, she won't listen to me no matter how many times I tried to get her to listen to me she's too stubborn to hear me out," Jax cried out.

"Then make her listen and I mean really listen Jax… she needs to know the truth…" Seth whispered.

Jax grew quiet "I know…" looking at the letter "What time do we have to get there?" he asked.

Seth looked at the summon letter "As soon as possible," he replied.

"Then I guess I have to take care of things at work then," Jax sighed at this.

"There's no need I already took care of it…" Seth grinned showing an old pocket watch "This is our port key to England and I already got Nerds to pack our things for us and getting our place in England waiting for us," he explained,

Jax pursued his lips "Of course you did. How long do we have?"

"Our port key is undetected so we can leave whenever we want?" Seth answered.

Jax and Seth bought an apartment suite that was near Diagon Alley and found a job instantly working with Fred and George co-workers thanks to Ariel and Aqua who are their current wives.

They were pacing back and forth at their place well mostly Jax who was pacing back and forth while Seth watched his brother nervously staring at the letter.

"So … are we going to leave or what? The match maker doesn't like tardiness," Seth answered casually sipping his drink.

"Since when do you care what that match maker thinks," Jax dramatically exclaimed "You do know there's 50% chance that we might bumped into Mimi at the Ministry right," he pointed out.

Seth sighed "Yes I do realize that and what's the last 50% for?" he asked.

"That she's going to kill me more then she's going to kill you," Jax sighed dramatically.

"Well you were always the dramatic one," Seth looked at his watch "So what's it going to be… do we face our ex-girlfriend/lover and face her like a man or stay here to rot? Your choice mate?" he asked.

Jax took a deep breath "She's going to kill me…" he slowly replied.

Seth pats his back "She's going to kill the both of us but, at least I'm man enough to face her…" he shrugged.

Jax glared at him "Not funny and you didn't even try to contact her Seth," he pointed out.

"Actually I did… I saw her in Tokyo, Japan … she was with Jayden and Cameron with the kids in Disneyland…. I was going to go up to her but, that was before I found out she was dating someone else," Seth answered looking away.

"You mentioned that a few times from the past 3 days and- "Jax noticing Seth's face expression "What is it?" he asked.

"It's just… I been thinking what Jay told me the minute I saw her… 5 years ago back in Tokyo, Japan… he doesn't like to reveal a lot of things to me since we're 'her former flames' a.k.a. ex-boyfriends aren't supposed to keep track towards their ex-girlfriend Jax. She would think we're stalking her or something or some shit…" Seth sipping his beer "But, when I saw her…I felt my heart was nearly ripping out of my chest like I couldn't even breathe… she's still beautiful just like I remembered…and I miss her…" he whispered.

"That makes two of us…" Jax sighed "Ready to go...?

"Ready when you are…" Seth sighed activating the port key to the Ministry office.

Jax and Seth followed a few other Ministry co-workers that worked in England where Seth froze which Jax bumped into him.

"Owe what was that- "Jax froze when he saw their ex-girlfriend Hermione with Harry her best friend not far behind running passing them and didn't noticed them since they're in the middle of the crowd "Mione slow down," he called after her.

Hermione was currently in her St. Mungo's healer outfit putting her hair up in a high pony tail; she looked beautiful just like they remembered and inside the elevator "Hurry up Harry," she dragged him by the arm with a yelp as they headed upstairs.

"Oiii are you going to stand there or move I have to things to do," a gruffly guy grumbled.

"Sorry," Seth quickly apologized moving out of the way watching the gruffly guy heading forehead to his office.

"Rude much," Jax muttered under his breath "Can't he tell that we're not from around here,"

"Not really. The ministry doesn't really care who's rude to who," Seth pointed out.

Jax sighed rolling his eyes "Right…he's still a bit rude though," he comments.

"What else is new it's no better in New York that's for sure,"

"True…"

"By the way was that who I thought it was or was I seeing things,"

"Your vision is fine and yes it's her… it's really her…"

Jax held his breath feeling his heart beating rather fast "That's what I thought…come on we're up next," he pointed out.

"Wait hold the door!" an unfamiliar bloke called out where Seth held the door open for him "Thanks,"

"No problem,"

The unfamiliar bloke had blonde hair with his hair held back with a lot of gel raising his eyebrow at them "Are you two new around here I don't think I ever seen you two before?" he asked.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Kind of? So where you blokes from?"

"We've been traveling the world for a bit until we moved to America of New York and recently moved to England about a month ago and work in Diagon Alley" Seth lied.

"Really which one?" the unfamiliar bloke.

"The joke shop. The Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. We're good friends with Fred and George thanks to Ariel," Seth lied.

"Weasley twins huh?" the unfamiliar bloke raised his eyebrow "They make good business…they're not bad blokes…so which floor are you two heading?" he asked.

"The 21rst floor…"

"Hmm… weird that's where I'm heading too since that's my floor too,"

"Funny how we're all summoned to the matchmaker's office. Strange isn't it?"

"Yes I supposed it does…" the unfamiliar blonde bloke raised his eyebrow "You look really familiar to me have we met before?" he asked.

"Nope not really. I've been living in America most of my life before we decided to travel and moved to England," Jax lied at this not wanting to reveal much.

"Really then why are you blokes doing here in England of all places no offense there's not much except what happen at the war…you two wizards?" the blonde guy distantly replied leaving Jax and Seth to flinch.

"Yes we're purebloods but, we kept a low profile since then. We weren't in either sides of the war a few years ago," Jax lied on this.

The unfamiliar bloke slowly nods at this "Sounds reasonable. So what brought you two here anyway?" he asked.

"Apparently my brother and I are summoned to the matchmaker's office," Seth pointed out.

"Oh," the blonde guy furrowed his eyebrows that was until the elevator dinged it was the 15th floor where Jax decided to leave and dragged his brother Seth with him "I thought you were going to the 21rst floor?" he asked.

"We are… I just remembered that I need to talk to one of my friends in this floor we'll see you over there later though," Jax quickly replied.

The blonde guy shrugged "Alright see you," he says.

Once the elevator disappeared Seth looked at Jax confuse "What was that about?" he asked.

Jason's 'Jax or Jace' P.O.V. (a/n: I just wanted to clear the confusion Jason is known to either Jax or Jace but, mostly Jax in case you get confuse. Thanks for reading)

"You really don't recognize him Seth?" I asked.

"Should I?" Seth asked.

"Yeah that was Malfoy… Draco Malfoy… the one that called Mimi that 'M' word that was forbidden in the wizarding world," I growled.

Seth widen his eyes in horror looking back and forth "But, he looked so … nice…" he says

I snorted "I hardly doubt he's nice Seth come on let's go," I dragged my brother inside.

"Do you even know where we're going?" Seth asked.

"Of course I do. Percy is in this floor," I replied.

"Percy as in Percy Weasley that one?" Seth slowly replied.

"Yes that would be correct come on," I offered as we headed to Percy Weasley office.

"Well alright you're the leader," Seth huffed at this.

"I'm hardly leader material," I rolled my eyes at this.

Draco's P.O.V.

Once I reached to the 21rst level that's when I got off and paused on those unfamiliar blokes. We didn't talk much but, I had a feeling I seen him before but, I couldn't make it out. I shook my head at this and continued to my destination where I saw Potter (Harry) and Granger (Hermione) in their work outfits well Granger was while Potter was wearing his original clothes.

They were talking in low tones until I reached passed them.

"Granger, Potter," I drawled a reply behind Granger "I should've known working in the Ministry I'd be bound to ruin into you two sooner or later," he comments.

Potter turned to me and sarcastically replied "Nice to see you too Malfoy," he says.

That was until Granger spun around her heels. The minute she turned around I held my breath staring at her, she looked entirely different with her hair in a high pony tail, her healer outfit being one of the 'Main Healer' in St. Mungo's in her outfit while she had a natural look. Her chestnut brown hair and her brown eyes just like he remembered in school except her hair being bushy it was straight in a messy pony high tail if that makes sense.

That was until he heard her "Him," her voice squeaking in a barley whisper.

Potter widen his eyes following her daze from Granger to myself and back to Granger "Him?"

She nodded, repeating herself "Him?"

Nobody's P.O.V.

"Me?" Draco asked as his brows shooting up his forehead "What about me?" he hasn't got the foggiest idea what they're talking about but, the way they looked at him made him think he might be better off simply walking away rather than waiting around for them to explain.

Hermione was about to answer but, was cut off by someone interrupting them. Apparently it was one of her five fiancée's, her soon husband to be. Blaise Zabini another Slytherin who happened to be a pureblood just like Draco coming out of the shadows revealing himself smirking as his arms were crossed.

"Well, well, well, looks like I'm not the only one who saw the announcement," another familiar voice said from behind her smirking at the trio and gave a nod to his best friend Draco "Hello Drake, Potter…" and turned to face Hermione smirking "And Granger...lovely to see you looking ravishing and beautiful as ever Cara Mia," he explained as he lightly kissed her hand as their eyes met causing the girl to blush ignoring Harry and Draco gaping like a fish looks.

"Zabini," Harry nodded at this.

"Potter," Blaise smirked looking a bit amuse.

"You mind letting go of my best friend there," Harry growled grabbing his best friend into her arms.

Blaise chuckled "Seems to me that she enjoys me flirting with her isn't that right Granger," he smirked. Unfortunately, Hermione didn't hear him as she was staring at him as her eyes widen in horror remembering why she was outside.

"Him," she said, the word squeaking out of her in a barely audible whisper.

Harry's eyes widen, his gaze darting from Hermione to Draco, to Blaise and back "Him too," he says gaping at the two Slytherins.

"Do you know what's they're both talking about Drake?" Blaise asked.

Draco sighed "No idea," he says.

"Bloody hell. Are you telling me that those two are also one of the-the-the- "Harry was spluttered as he couldn't speak causing her face expression paler and slowly nod at this.

"You're kidding please tell me this is some sort of joke,"

"I wish it was… but, it clearly stated you Harry, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini and two others who I rather not talk about"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive I looked at the bloody thing more than 20x times today Harry which is why I took so long" Hermione waved her arms dramatically ignoring Draco and Blaise scandal looks "The law stated a muggleborn witch/wizard have to marry a purebloods wizard/witches apparently those two- "pointing at Draco and Blaise "Are the wizards that I have to marry including you," she whispered.

"Bloody hell," Harry grumbled putting his hands over his head.

"Believe me Harry I felt the same way,"

"And it resulted five of us… me, Malfoy, Zabini and-wait who's the other two…"

Hermione grew quiet… looking away with a distant conflicted look in her eyes.

"Mione… who's the last two?"

"I don't want to talk about it,"

~*~End of Chapter One~*~

Whooooooooo I'm done with this chapter. I know there's a few changes but, I figured I would update while I'm ahead of myself. Thanks for reading and supporting my story I really appreciate it ^_^