A/N: So here is how this is going to work. Since this is fiction and magic, let's believe that anything is possible. That being said I would like to warn you there may be male pregnancy in this story, bad language, and definitely slash so if any of that is not your thing, I have warned and you should not read. Thanks – ILUVUBABE!

Chapter 2

"Morning Pup," Sirius said as Harry came into the kitchen. "Did you sleep well?"

"Fine Pads," Harry mumbled as he slumped into the chair next to his godfather. "When is Moony coming?"

"Any minute," Sirius told the teen. "He had a meeting with Dumbledore this morning."

"Morning," Remus said happily as he came through the back door of the kitchen.

"Hey Moony," Harry said as he dug into his bowl of cereal.

"Hey," Sirius greeted his best friend. "What did Albus want?"

"Offered me my job back," Remus said as he sat at the table and spooned some oatmeal into his bowl.

Harry head shot up, eyes big and round as he looked at Remus.

"As Professor?"

"Yeah pup," Remus said with the hint of a smirk. "That alright?"

"Absolutely," Harry said smiling. "You were the best professor we've had in defense. Ron and Hermione will be stoked."

"Good," Remus said smiling back at the raven-haired teen. "Albus also mentioned something about an announcement in the Prophet this morning, has it come yet?"

"Yeah," Sirius said as he picked the rolled up paper from the chair next to him. "We were saving it for you," Sirius told him, trying to hide his smile.

"Yeah," Remus scoffed. "Like I believe that." He took the paper from his friend, unrolled it and scanned the front page. "Holy Fuck!"

"What," Harry said with mild interest.

"A marriage law."

Sirius dropped his spoon with a clang and grabbed the paper from his best friend.

"FUCK!"

"What?" Harry was trying not to panic. "What is it?"

Sirius pushed the paper into Harry's hands and then watched the color drain from the boys face.

"I have to get married?"

"We all have to get married," Remus said.

"Who's the new minister," Harry asked.

"Kingsley Shaklebolt, he was Head of the Auror Department. He was a couple years ahead of us at school," Remus told him. "I think he was a Ravenclaw."

"Why would he do this," questioned Sirius.

"Pads," Remus started. "Remember they talked about doing this after the first time, well maybe you don't remember. The birth rate for squibs has gone up will the rate of magical births is decreasing, even amongst the muggles."

"But," Harry started. "I'm too young."

"According to this, you're not," Sirius said. "It has only been in the last hundred years that most witches and wizards started getting married after leaving Hogwarts. There are even married dorm areas, they even supposedly can link with the people's house common room."

"We never found them Pads," Remus said. "We don't know that for sure."

"Sounds like Harry will know," Sirius said.

"Do I get a say in who I'm going to marry," Harry asked, scared to hear the answer. "I mean, I'm, what did they call me? The – Boy – who – Defeated – You – Know – Who, surely that counts for something?"

"I would bet not," Sirius said.

"Not if Shaklebolt can't pick his own," Remus told him.

"Moony," Sirius said hesitantly. "What about…?"

"I don't know Pads."

"What?"

"Well pup," Sirius started. "See, I'm gay."

"Oh," Harry said. "I thought something was wrong."

"You're okay with that?"

"Siri, why would I care," Harry questioned. "One of my roommates says he's 'exploring his options,' let me tell you. He explores his options pretty regularly and loudly, I don't care anymore who anyone wants as long as I don't have to hear it."

Sirius and Remus laughed, knowing how loud roommates could get with their evening activities if they didn't use a silencing charm.

"So when do you think they will notify us," Sirius wondered.

"Not sure," Remus said as he took the paper back from Harry. "It just says we'll be notified in the next 30 days. I wonder what happens if we refuse?" Remus said as he raised his eyebrows.

"I don't like this," Harry said. "With everything that happened last year, can't we just get a break?"

Remus tried not to smile. "Harry, I don't think that the boy who lived will ever get a break."

"Yeah thanks," Harry said morosely.

The last month had been difficult for Harry. It started with the Tri-wizard tournament; Harry thought it had ended with the final battle at the graveyard in Little Hangleton. He had been struggling with the things he had seen in the final battle but when Sirius was pardoned and gained custody of him, he had begun healing with his godfather.

Apparently, someone had other plans for Harry. Now he had to get married. He was only 14, his birthday was in 3 weeks and school started another month after. In less than 2 months, Harry was going to be married. MARRIED?

"MUM! There is a ministry owl here," Ginny hollered. "It has several letters but it won't give them to me."

"I'm coming," her mother said as she bustled into the room from the kitchen. "Let's see what we have." Molly took the letters from the owl and saw a letter for each of her boys. "Oh dear, go upstairs a get your brothers." Molly didn't wait to see if her daughter did as she said, she quickly went to the fire to floo Arthur and let him know he needed to come home. Before she could pull her hand out of the powder jar, the fireplace lit green and her husband popped out of the floo.

"Molly," he said. "Kingsley said that the committee released the names. We should know-" Arthur stopped speaking when Molly held up the letters for him to see. "Oh."

"Ginny went to get the boys," Molly told him. "I guess we should be glad that Albus convinced Bill and Charlie to come home."

"Mum," Bill said as he walked into the living room where his parents were. "Ginny says there here."

"Yeah son," Arthur said as the other four boys came into the room. Arthur couldn't help but think about his sixth son. The son that had been killed by the imposter Moody when he felt his dark mark flare with the death of Voldemort.

"Here," Molly said as she handed out the letters. "You read them and let us know."

The five Weasley children that were affected by the new marriage law slowly opened their letters.

"Fred," Bill called to his brother fearfully. "Didn't you use to date Angelina Johnson?"

"Yeah," Fred said as he looked up from where he was unfolding his letter. "Why?"

"She's your new sister-in-law," Bill said.

Molly let out a breath; they knew her and liked her.

"Oh god," Charlie whispered. "Hermione."

"What," Ron said. "She's my best friend."

"They must have know the connection he has to our family," Arthur said. "You'll like her Charlie, younger than I would have liked but she is already a member of the family."

"What about you guys," Bill asked his younger brothers.

"Hannah Abbott," Ron said. "She's a Hufflepuff."

"Is she muggleborn," Molly asked. "I don't recognize that surname."

"I think her mother is a witch and her dad is a muggle," Ron said quietly. "She is nice I guess."

"Well I'm happy," Fred said. "I got Alicia, I've been wanting to ask her out anyways."

Charlie chuckled at his brother, "You wanted to ask a girl out. I'm shocked, I thought you had already asked all the girls at Hogwarts."

"I have," Fred said smiling. "I was going to make the rounds again for my last year. Come on George. Did you get a girl?"

"No," George said. "Thank Merlin, I go Matthew Bryant."

"Is that the bloke that Davies was caught with before the second task?"

"No," George said. "He is a chaser on the Ravenclaw team, not bad looking but I didn't know he was gay."

"So," Molly said tentatively. "Are we all okay with what you got?"

"I guess," Bill said. "I don't think we get a choice even if we weren't okay with it. But mum, they have informed us of more rules that we have to comply with."

Hermione took the letter from the owl and quickly went upstairs to her room. She had not told her parents about the new law that the ministry had imposed.

Miss Granger –

We would like to inform you that your assigned mate is Charlie Weasley of Ottery St. Catchpole. You must marry him on or before September 1st or you will be stripped of your magic. Also, within the first 18 months of marriage your first child will be conceived, with at least two more in the following five years. We thank you in advance for you compliance with law.

Dolores Umbridge

Marriage Law Enforcement Committee

Ministry of Magic

'Oh god,' Hermione thought. 'Children too?' Hermione was worried that her parents might try and keep her from going back to Hogwarts if they knew and she didn't want that, even if that meant marrying Charlie Weasley.

Hermione pulled out a roll of parchment and began a letter to her future husband.

Charlie –

I'm sorry to ask this but if I tell my parents that I have to get married, they won't let me come back to the magical world. Is there anyway that you can get your mum and dad to come get me so I can 'spend the summer with friends?' I would appreciate the help.

Thanks

Hermione

"Okay pup," Remus said as he sat on the couch next to Harry and handed him a letter. "You first, let's find out who the next Mrs. Potter is."

Harry opened his letter and read the name aloud.

"Megan Jones."

"Is she related to Hestia," Sirius asked.

"I don't think so," Harry started as he looked back down at his letter. "She is a mu- SHIT!"

"What," Remus asked.

"I think I'll let you find out on your own," Harry said dispassionately. "Go on

Remus; tell us who your new wife is going to be."

Remus opened his letter and read.

"Shit," he said looking up at Harry. "At least it's Emmaline."

"Vance," Sirius questioned. "She's cute," he said at Remus' nodded.

"Open it Pads," Remus told his friend.

Sirius tore open his letter.

"NO FUCKING WAY! They can't take my damn magic, this is not going to happen!"

Sirius stood up and stormed out of the house.

Remus and Harry exchanged a glance before Remus picked up Sirius' letter from the floor. As he read it he let out a strangled sound, before he pushed the letter at Harry as he stood and followed his best friend out of the room. Harry picked up the letter and read:

Mr. Black –

We would like to inform you that your assigned mate is Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You must marry him on or before September 1st or you will be stripped of your magic. Also, within the first 18 months of marriage your first child will be conceived, with at least two more in the following five years. We thank you in advance for you compliance with law.

Dolores Umbridge

Marriage Law Enforcement Committee

Ministry of Magic

"DEAR MERLIN."