Chapter 10

In another part of the castle…

"Harry," Ron asked as they sat at a table in the charms classroom. "When did Megan get back to your rooms last night?"

"She was there when I got back," Harry told him. "Why?"

"I don't know," Ron said morosely.

"Hey Potter," Seamus spoke as he turned around from his desk in front of the trio. "Do you know who the Quidditch captain is this year?"

"Oh, I forgot Wood was gone," Harry replied. "Um, I don't know but that is likely to be the only opening on the team. Why?"

"I thought I might tryout for keeper."

"No," Draco said as he set his bag on the table. "I can't play against my husband, besides someone will have to carry and it won't be me."

Seamus smiled at his husband.

"What makes you think it is going to be me," he asked the blonde.

"Oh god," Ron moaned. "I think I'm gonna be sick. Please stop."

"Have a problem with homosexuals Weasley?" Draco chided.

"No," Ron quipped. "I have a problem with you."

"Enough Weasley," Seamus spoke. "Get over it."

"Alright," Professor Flitwick called as he climbed on his stack of books. "Let's see what we will be doing today."

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"So Mal- um, Draco," Harry corrected himself uneasily. "Seamus told us about your mum, have they mad a decision?"

"Yeah," Draco said, surprised at being addressed so casually by Harry. "They have decided to let her wait a year and get married with that group. She is hoping that someone's spouse dies so she doesn't have to marry anyone who is 15, well 14 now."

"That's good," Harry responded awkwardly.

"You're doing good," Seamus whispered to Draco.

As they walked into the Great Hall, Seamus pulled Draco to the side.

"Do you want to eat with your house or mine?"

"You're safer with Gryffindor," Draco told his husband. "Eating with Slytherin will only upset them."

"Okay," Seamus said as they went to sit with his friends. "So what do we have after this?"

"Potions," Dean said as Seamus and Draco sat.

"That's good," Draco said as he put a sandwich on his plate. "I want to see how my godfather is doing."

"I can't believe that you care about the greasy bloke," Dean said scathingly.

"Shut up Thomas," Seamus said before Draco could respond.

"He's a better person than you think he is," Draco told them.

"Whatever," Dean said as he turned to talk quietly with Lavender.

"It will take a while," Seamus told his husband. "But it will get better."

"We all have years of hatred to overcome," Draco said. "I know it won't happen overnight, but I hope you're right. They're your friends and they should be apart of your life."

Seamus reached under the table and took Draco's hand.

"Even if this was not how you or I planned it, you are apart of my life now too. And we are going to have to get used to that too."

"I actually think," Draco said softly. "That I won't have too much trouble with that, who knew a Gryffindor could be so hot, not to mention charming and witty. I thought only Slytherins were charming and witty."

"What about hot," Seamus asked looking into the silver eyes. "Which house did you think was hot?"

"Hum," Draco said with a smirk. "Hufflepuff, their homeliness is just-," Draco couldn't finish, he bust out laughing.

"You couldn't do it," Seamus said smiling. "You thought you would be slick and instead you couldn't finish it."

"What are you two laughing about," Neville asked as he and Millicent sat.

Draco sobered up at looked at his housemate.

"Hey Millie," Draco said kindly.

"Hey Draco," she replied. "The Gryffindor seems to be good for you."

Draco looked down at his food blushing; he knew the comment was meant kindly but it made him feel shy.

"The question is," Seamus said, not sure if the Slytherin girl had insulted him or not. "Are you good for our Gryffindor?"

Millicent looked at her shy husband, "I hope so."

Seamus was taken back.

"Hey Draco, have you seen Blaise's wife," Millicent asked him quietly.

Draco furrowed his brow, "She had breakfast with… Hannah." He looked at Seamus to confirm the name and received a nod. "I haven't seen her since. Why?"

"Not sure yet," Millicent told him cryptically.

"Maybe she's just nervous," Seamus supplied. "This is a new thing for all of us, maybe hiding out is how she is dealing with it."

"Maybe," Millicent said, not believing the excuse.

As the Gryffindors and their spouses ate lunch, Ron wondered where Hannah was. She hadn't come back from her class yet though the other Hufflepuffs where back.

"Hey Megan," Ron said gaining the girl's attention. "Have you seen Hannah?"

"Not since class," she told him as she finished her lunch.

"Are you ready for class," Harry asked Megan, interrupting Ron's possible diatribe.

"I need to go pick up my books," Megan responded.

"Come on," Harry told her. "I'll get mine too."

Ron watched his best friend leave with his wife and again, wondered where his wife was. He wished he could be getting along with her as well as Harry was with Megan. Ron wished that he had someone to walk with to class, sit with, eat with, and just be with. The only time Harry was without Megan was when they were in different classes. Ron went back to pushing his food around on his plate.

Hermione was sitting with Charlie for lunch so he was alone.

"Mr. Weasley," Ron looked up to find his potions Professor standing across the table from him. "Follow me."

Ron stood and followed his professor, wondering what was going on. He walked behind Professor Snape as they made their way up to the headmaster's office.

"Mr. Weasley," Professor Dumbledore greeted as they entered his office. "Thank you for coming."

Ron noticed Hannah and one of her Hufflepuff friends sitting in the chairs in front of the headmaster's desk. Off to the side of the headmaster was Blaise, Professors McGonagall, Sprout and Madame Bones.

"Professor," he greeted timidly.

"Please come in," Professor Dumbledore said as Ron walked the rest of the way into the room. Once Ron had stopped near his desk, the Professor spoke again. "Mr. Weasley, I apologize for this but can you tell me if your bond has been consummated?"

"No," he said quietly. "It hasn't."

The headmaster looked over at Madame Bones.

"Good," she said as she stepped forward. "Unfortunately we are going to have to dissolve both your marriage and the marriage between Mr. and Mrs. White."

"Why," Ron asked with confusion.

"It has come to our attention that there was a relationship already established that we were not aware of," Madame Bones told him.

"Between who?"

"Our wives," Blaise told him angrily.

Ron didn't know how to respond.

Hannah and Suzanne sat in their seats; Ron noticed they were holding hands.

"Well," Ron started before looking around the room, feeling out of place. "What?"

"Your marriages will be dissolved and you will have to remarry. This is only possible because neither bond has been consummated," Madame Bones told the students.

"Who will I have to remarry," Blaise asked.

"You and Mr. Weasley will marry," she told him.

"WHAT! But I'm not gay," Ron yelled.

"I do apologize but your only other option is Narcissa Malfoy, or the stripping of your magic," Madame Bones told the angry red head.

"So I have no say in the matter," Ron bellowed. "Fine."

A/N: SURPRISE! So I got this ready for you guys and thought I would go ahead and give it to you. Let me know what you think ;) ROLL TIDE!