A/N: I still don't own anything doing with the Harry Potter. So how did you like the first chapter, it was fun writing it you know. I probably have the whole story finished, or halfway finished by now, or at least half way through at least. Thanks for taking your time reading this fiction.

THE GOLDEN CUP

Chapter Two

"Dean Thomas?" Hermione stared wide eyed at the man in front of her, before standing to the side to let him into the house, "How are you?"

"Well doing better now, thought I would be stuck with an ex-Slytherine girl, he wrapped his arms around the brunette, and pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank you for not being Pansy Parkinson."

Hermione giggled at the other mans relieved expression, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "You have my parents to thank for that one, Dean," she teased as she pulled out of the hug, and took his hand leading him into the sitting room.

Helen noticed the wide smile on both faces, as she stood to her feet, and wrapped the young man into a motherly hug, "Hello, I'm Helen Granger," she pointed to her husband, who was now standing beside her, and smiled, "This is Adan Granger, and you are a friend of Hermione's right? Otherwise you both wouldn't be smiling like Chester cats, with the circumstance you two are facing."

Hermione nodded, as she stared up at the man beside her, not realizing they were still holding hands, "This is Dean Thomas, we were in the same house, for the seven years of education."

Dean reached out his hand towards Adan Granger, after releasing his hand from the witch beside him, "It's nice to meet you, and I wish this could had been done the right way, not just by some bloody law," he smiled once the older man shook his hand, before adding, "Don't worry sir, we will take care of eachother."

"I guess welcome to the family, Dean," Adan smiled, as he wrapped an arm around his wife, "We were going to meet some friends down town, so you make yourself at home," he kissed his daughters head, before leading his wife out of the house.

Dean watched as the young witch started to straighten up the magazines on the small table, as she sat on the sofa. Her hair was a light caramel brown, and she had beautiful eyes to match, with a light tan making her look even more beautiful. She was probably only five-four, and he could already tell she didn't where make-up, which was a plus in it's self because he liked woman more natural. He already knew how brilliant she was, and all the work she had done, in helping potter defeat the Dark Lord, so anyone would had gotten a prize if they had been in his place. He had liked her, since there fifth year, after she used a 'Stupify' on Ronald Weasley, sending him flying back about twenty feet. He definitely wasn't complaining about the choice the 'Golden Cup' had chosen for him.

Hermione was staring, and studying the wizard, much like he had just been doing to her. She noticed how wonderful he had been in doing his art, and how mature he could be sometimes. He was always able to calm the temper of Seamus, whenever the Irishman got a hot head. He believe in Harry, from the start, when Voldemort had come back, and he fought strongly in the battle. He was also brilliant academically, being the second highest rank in the whole school, which landed him the 'Head Boy'. He had been there for her, when she needed someone to talk to, before she was finally able to find her parents and reverse the 'obliviate'. He was a very handsome man as well, with black curled hair, chocolate brown skin, with brown eyes, six-two, and a luring body, which she had always noticed when they shared a common room there last year together.

She noticed as he looked around the fire mantel, at all the pictures of her, along with her parents, "So, do you want to have a seat?"

He picked up a picture from her last year, and walked to join her on the sofa, he showed her the picture, from where the Weasley's parents had picked her, Ginny, Ron, and harry up the last day of riding the Hogwarts express. It showed Harry, Ron, Ginny, Seamus, Luna, Hermione and him all smiling at the camera, which, showed all the Muggle's passing in the background, since they were standing in platform ten. "Do you mind?"

She just shook her head, as she watched him use his wand to duplicate the picture, and watch more closely as he cropped the image of just the two of them with there arms linked next to one another. She waved her wand, causing the group picture to fly back onto the mantel, and then turned to smile at the edited version of just the two of them, "You're pretty good at that, how did you learn to crop it?"

"I just duplicated it, and enlarged the two of us, nothing to it really," Dean smiled, as he stared at the still framed photo, "Plus we need a picture of us, for when we live in our own place."

"Oh, right, we should probably discuss that," The witch blushed, after remembering why the two of them were meeting in the first place, "Almost forgot this isn't just a friendly visit." She turned her head away from the wizard, as she felt tears try to fall from her eyes.

He just wrapped his arm around the witch, and pulled her into his arms, "I know, almost forgot myself, but I am glad I'm marrying a friend, and not someone I can't stand." He lifted her chin, so that she was now staring at him in the eyes, and kissed the tip of her nose, "Are you hungry?"

She smiled at his reassuring words, before remembering Ginny's forwarded invite, she stared at the man holding her gently, "Actually Molly Weasley, they had invited me to dinner tonight, said I could bring someone though. Want to join me?"

"Sure, you don't mind it if we swing by my flat, before going do you?" He stood up, pulling the witch up with him, he wrapped his arms around her once again, "We'll apperate there."

With a pop, they were now standing in the middle of an open living room, a dining room/ kitchen on the opposite wall. There was a hat rack next to the front door, and a couple of closed doors in the center of the room. The walls were white, with a couple of football posters hanging behind the 'L' shaped sofa, with a round coffee table with sports magazines sprawled out.

Hermione stared around, realizing how much the room was really Dean, with the decorations and everything. She smiled when she spotted a framed Hogwarts robe, with a picture of him in the center from his seventh year comically posing, over the entertainment center. "How long have you lived here?"

"Since my last year of school, parents moved to America, for Andrew''s work," Dean released his hold on the young witch, and pointed towards the couch, "Sit down, I need to get something from my room," he pointed to the door closest to the sitting room, before entering his room.

Hermione smiled as she thought about her luck, out of all the single wizards out there, she got Dean Thomas, one of her friends, and crushes since her fifth year at school. She remembered that he was really into muggle sports, and use to talk about his step father taking him, and his siblings to the games during his breaks. She didn't even notice as her wizard entered the room, until he was sitting right beside her on the couch, holding a velvet box in the palm of his hand eye level to her, "Oh, what's this?"

He leaned in, and placed a gentle kiss to her nose, before opening the box, "This was my great, great, great grandmothers passed down to my mother, I would like you to have it Hermione."

She stared wide eyes at the ring set, it was a least a four carat pink diamond, with two black sapphires on either side of the rock, among a golden wedding band. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him right on the lips, as she nodded.

Dean, a little surprised by the kiss at first, quickly recovered as he wrapped his arms around her waist as he deepened there kiss. He started to lay her back against the cushion, when he suddenly felt a vibrating against the front of his thigh, "Sorry," he pulled away apologetically as he reached into his pocket, to pull out the mood-killer-device, and held it against his ear, "Hello?" he groaned, and then turned to his fiancee, "Yes mother, I met her," he looked over at the witch beside him and rolled his eyes, "Of course mother, we'll definitely let you know, with any ideas for the bonding ritual. Yes, I gave her the ring. No mom, she threw it down the garbage disposal. Kidding, she loved it, I have to go now mother, love you too."After he set the phone on the table, he removed the ring from the box, and slid it onto her left finger. "I really glad it was you on the other side of that door," he grinned as he leaned in, and captured her lips once again.

"I am glad as well," The witch smiled as she pulled out of the kiss, and stood to her feet, "We should probably get to the Burrow, before someone thinks I was kidnapped." She smiled as the wizard stood up beside her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, before apperating them to the Burrow.

THE BURROW

Molly was doing her magic in the kitchen, when she heard a pop, and turned to greet her guest already knowing it was Hermione. She was taken back, when she recognize someone with her, but greeted both of them with a hug, "Good to see you Mione," she smiled at the two, as she studied them, finally remembering from what her daughter had said about the young witch meeting her partner, she again pulled the wizard into embrace, "Good to see you Dean, was wondering who our Mione, would be partnered with."

Dean grinned, as he saw his fiancee roll her eyes smiling at the motherly affection, before looking down at the older witch, "That would be me, and might I say, I couldn't be happier with there pick for a life partner."

"Where are the-" Hermione looked around for her friends, absently running her left hand through her hair, and sending a 'yelp' when the other witch pulled her hand in excitement.

"Merlin, that is beautiful, rare to find pink diamonds you know," Molly dragged the young witch out of the kitchen, and outside where George, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were sitting with Arthur, as she held the witches ring finger in front of the group, "Isn't this a beautiful ring?"

"Mione, it's beautiful," Ginny jumped up, and wrapped her arms around her best friend, before looking back at the ring, "So, did you meet you partner? Please tell me it's not a Slytherine." She looked up, with a panicked look in her eyes, before spotting the now approaching. Dean Thomas.

Dean had been about fifteen feet behind Molly, as he watched the older woman drag his fiancee outside, obviously forgotten at the moment. He laughed as he watched the youngest Weasley's eyes turn from panic, right back to excitement, "Hello."

"Dean?" Harry, and Ron questioned at the same time.

Dean put out his hand, to shake his friends in greeting, with a wide grin on his face, "Harry, Ron," he turned his head to look behind the two, to look over at George, and Arthur, "George, Mr. Weasley, thanks for the invite."

"Not a problem at all," Arthur answered, as he stood up, and shook the young wizards hand, "Please, you can call me Arthur. You're welcome anytime," he wrapped his arms around Hermione, in a fatherly fashion, as he stared at the pink ring, "That is magnificent, don't think I ever seen a pink diamond before."

"It was in Dean's family, for at least three generations," She turned to look over at her fiancee, giving him a proud smile, "He gave it to me, before we came here actually."

Dean smiled as he walked over, and wrapped an arm around his witch's waist, as he placed a gentle kiss to the tip of her nose, "I am glad you accepted it, instead of going with the ones the ministry was giving to those who got married, I wanted my future wife to have something with meaning."

Ginny almost swooned, as she listened to her ex, but still dear friend talk to her best female friend, "I'm so happy for you two, we're going to have a big wedding for you, with-"

"No!" Both witch, and wizards exclaimed at once.

Ginny gave them a puzzled look, almost disappointed, "You two, don't want a big wedding?"

"It's not that," Hermione looked up at her fiancee for a moment, before turning her attention back to the younger witch, "We still need to talk about the ceremony, and what type we both want."

Dean took a hold of the brunette witch's hand, as he looked back at there friends, "My mother wants to help organize the wedding, as I'm sure Hermione's mother does as well. So we'll probably go down to the Ministry sometime just the two of us to get bind, but have a muggle ceremony for family, and friends," he looked at his witch for any signs of refusal towards his idea, before continuing, "Since we were both raised in the muggle world, we would like to do things, with there traditions."

Hermione, who had been thinking the same things, smiled as she listened to her soon-to-be- husband explain it out loud to there friend. She looked over at Ginny, with a warm smiled on her face, "Of course, I still want you to be my maid-of-honor, if you want to."

Ginny wrapped her arms around her friend, with happy tears in her eyes. "Who else would, if I didn't?" She kissed her friends cheek, before going back to stand with her husband.

"Congratulation, Mione, and Dean," Harry smiled, as he held his wife in his arms, he turned his attention towards Dean, as he gave a semi-mocking glare, "You know if you ever hurt her, I'll kill you right?"

"That goes for me as well, mate," Ron leaned in, and kissed his best females cheek, before looking at his old friend, "No one will ever find your remains," he gave a mocking grin, before his mother, who had enough of all the murdering jabs, smacked her young son on the top of the head. "Only kidding, mom."

Molly just clapped her hand, before turning to head back to the house, "Enough of the talking, let's eat before it get's cold, come along now everyone."

"Mom, we have magic, your food never get cold," George answered, before following behind his mother, back into the house.

"Don't be smart, George, " Molly warned, not even turning to look at her son, "You wouldn't talk to Luna, like that would you?"

"Of course not mother, she doesn't like smart men," George winked back over at Dean, and Hermione, ducking his head, before his mom was able to hit him on his crown, "Only, kidding.":

"So he got, Luna?" Hermione asked, as she followed her best friends, and fiancee back to the house, and smiled as she thought about the match, "I actually think they might be good for one another."

"I would hope so Mione, he asked her to marry him, about two weeks before the law took place," Arthur smiled at the shock looks, upon the younger witch's face, "They been dating for nearly six months, before this whole law took action."

"They got a warning from dad, about the law possibly happening, so George popped the question almost immediately," Ginny answered the unspoken question, before her friend could even ask.

"I actually think the Ministry, did rather well selecting partners," Dean smiled down at the witch, as he sat beside her, "A damn good job," he leaned in and whispered in the witch's ear, causing her to smile a little, "At least in my case."

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