So yeah there is this, it is GP!Hermione because that is what i felt like writing when i started it. If you don't like that then now is your chance to back away slowly. I hope you read it though!

I don't own the characters or anything yadda, yadda.

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As silence filled the hall Hermione found herself in a state of complete disbelief. She hadn't wanted to be there in the first place, she had argued with Kingsley how absolutely barbaric this whole thing was but the Ministry was not to be swayed. They were imposing a mandatory law that placed two people of opposing genders in a forced relationship that could only be absolved upon the conception of a child.

Granted, the Ministry had decided that in order to be able to impose such a thing they would then have to set rules and make it worth a person's while. After all, having a child wasn't exactly cheap. So it was only to be people between the ages of 20 and 30, there was to be no marriage involved and both parents would be paid weekly allowances until the child reached the age of 18.

Hermione still wasn't impressed but with so many things in the wizarding world, she simply didn't have a choice. She was magically bound to go into the drawing where she would be magically paired with the person who had the most genetic potential matching her own. The only way a person could get out of this lottery, as the Ministry called it, was to be married already and register it again with the Lottery committee or to register the intent to marry within the demanded 12 month period.

What no one realized was that the magic behind the lottery binding would be so indiscriminate. It apparently didn't matter if you were married or had intent to marry if one of the married couple were infertile. Which they found out the hard way, in that same moment the silence filled the hall. Of course to make sure the binding was enforced an unavoidable prison sentence of 3 months had been tacked on there. They'd all fought too hard to be able to handle being imprisoned.

"There… there must be some kind of mistake." Ministry official Cuthbert Alfonson muttered a moment later before shuffling through papers in front of him as Hermione and… Fleur floated in front of him.

"Yeah there must! That's my wife!" Bill stood up looking outraged then.

"No… Well, yes, but really that just means you're infertile. I'm talking about the fact that it matched two women." Cuthbert frowned at Bill before looking back at his papers.

"Infertile?" Bill paled at this.

"Yes, boy! Now if you don't mind… I need quiet while I figure this blunder out." The man huffed and Bill sat down looking shocked. Fleur had turned to fuss over her husband, they had only been there to register and waited to see who Hermione was paired with.

"I'll redraw it." The man spoke up after a few more moments. Silence followed but Hermione held her breath, a moment later her name along with Fleurs reappeared.

"Well it must be broken." The man scowled. Hermione's stomach seemed hollow before she sighed.

"It's not broken… I… I'm intersex. I had a twin when I was conceived but I was the dominant one, or that is how it was explained to me. Apparently it's very common for one baby, in utero, to absorb a second unborn baby. I just… I didn't absorb my twin entirely and I have two sets of reproductive systems. Female and… and male." Hermione spoke clearly though she didn't meet anyone's eye.

"So you… you have… you have a… er." Cuthbert blushed along with the majority of other occupants, including Hermione.

"I have a penis, yes. Clearly fully functional." Hermione scowled at the fact they were still discussing this. There was a resounding silence in the room and Hermione glanced over to see Fleur was looking at her curiously.

"W-well I… but are you even attracted to witches?" Cuthbert frowned.

"Sweet Circe… yes… I'm attracted to witches." Hermione sighed heavily and rubbed a hand down her face slowly.

"I… then there is nothing I can do. It's magically binding." Cuthbert looked from Hermione to Fleur and the fuming Bill.

"Thanks." Hermione muttered and with that she turned on her heel and walked out of the room.

"You can't really be considering it?" Bill looked at his wife with a deep frown marring his face.

"I 'ave no choice." Fleur pointed out gently.

The couple had gone from the Ministry to St Mungo's where Bill had demanded a full check up only to learn he was indeed infertile. The beauty of magic means they were able to trace it back to when Bill had had Dragon Pox as a child. Bill had been quiet the whole way back to their home where Fleur had moved to the den and sat down quietly. She allowed Bill the chance to come to terms with this news on his own.

"I'm sure if you and Hermione both go to the Ministry you can have it amended." Bill tried again.

"William… 'Ermione 'as been to the minister 'imself about zis. You know she was very passionate about 'ow wrong ze law was." Fleur pointed out gently.

"But both of you going together might have more of an effect. If you are both against it." Bill spoke seriously.

"But what if we aren't boz against it?" Fleur asked the question slowly.

"Well of course you both would be. You are married and Hermione is… was, like family." Bill amended lightly.

The truth was that when Ron had broken up with Hermione a little less than a year ago Molly had taken it rather personally and all but told Hermione she was no longer welcome. As it was, the only ones that tried to keep in touch with Hermione were Harry and Ginny. The brunette had bought her own little flat in London and had lived there happily alone for the past several months. This was only now occurring to Bill.

"At least it is someone we know." Fleur tried gently but Bill looked back at her calculatingly.

"You want this." It wasn't a question, it was an accusation.

"William…" Fleur sighed.

"No. You do. You're not over that crush at all are you. Just because you don't mention it. You still want her." Bill scowled.

"You said you wouldn't 'old it against me!" Fleur fired back mad that this was coming up now.

"That was before this stupid law put you with the girl you admitted to being extremely attracted to!" Bill argued scowling.

"It was a passing zought, i was attracted to 'er when i was still in school!" Fleur dropped eye contact, it was all Bill needed to realize that crush still lingered.

"Merlin's balls, Fleur! Why are we even still together? You finally have the chance to be with the girl of your dreams and, shit, she can even give you babies. I sure can't!" Bill stood as he yelled this at her.

"Bill!" Fleur looked appalled that he was saying this.

"No… You know what. Get out Fleur. I don't need this anymore. I don't need you. You can go and get your witch and have your kids with her. Just go." Bill looked away wounded and unreasonably unable to see he had done this to himself.

"Take a moment William… If you do zis, if you make me leave, I will not come back." Fleur murmured, stepping closer to Bill who continued to scowl.

"Go." Fleur sighed sadly, her eyes filling with tears but she did as she was told. Picking up a hand full of floo powder and spoke a name Bill wasn't aware of before she disappeared in a flash of green flames.

Hermione was still in a state of shock when she got home. She had been outed by the ministry of magic, a secret she had managed to keep from everyone for the last 20 years, her entire life. The reason she and Ron had broken up was because she would rather he not know and hate her than know and make her feel bad about this thing she had no choice in in the first place. She lost pretty much what she considered her family because of it.

Yet this stupid law had outed her as Intersexed and she was not sure how to feel about it at all. It couldn't have been more complicated. Fleur wasn't even supposed to be an option yet there her name had appeared right beside Hermione's in the air in front of everyone. It was like a dream come true for Hermione really, she had always had an undeniable attraction to Fleur Delacour which hadn't gone away even after the Veela married her ex-best friend's eldest brother.

It was a secret she had been willing to take to her grave, both her slightly above average friend and her attraction for Fleur. Not that Hermione was a lesbian by any means, she had genuinely had feelings for Ron but she hadn't had the trust she needed from him to be able to let him know about what was in her pants. It had been a sore point for Ron who had eventually started insisting that they go that far and thusly more frustrated each time she turned him down until he kicked her out.

Hermione was still wondering where it had all gone wrong when her Floo activated and out stepped the subject of all of her issues. The one woman she couldn't ever really be mad at had just stepped into her home with tears running down her face and Hermione didn't even hesitate to stand and embrace the suddenly sobbing witch.

"Fleur? What happened?" Hermione asked, a little panicked.

"Bill… 'e kicked me out." Fleur sobbed and Hermione sighed and rubbed the witches back gently.

"Why would he do that? This isn't your fault. You didn't choose this." Hermione mumbled, pressing a light reassuring kiss to the side of Fleur's head.

The two had never been extremely close but Hermione and Fleur had both bonded a little the summer before the war, right before Fleur's wedding to Bill. The Veela had been unable to sleep and Hermione had been sitting outside reading under wand light when the French witch had come outside. They'd talked for a few hours before they were starting to feel the effects of fatigue and eventually said Goodnight. It had been entirely friendly, mostly academic and on occasion, personal conversation but it hadn't been flirty or unfaithful at all. It had been a forming of a friendship which had persisted throughout the war and beyond, hence Shell Cottage being connected to Oak Haven, the name given to Hermione's flat for floo purposes.

When the Weasleys had decided that Hermione wasn't part of the family anymore Fleur and Hermione tended to instead meet at Oak Haven on occasion and visit muggle London for lunch or a walk and always friendly conversation. It had probably been a little more secretive than it needed to be sure but it wasn't anything sordid. It was Hermione having a friendship with a witch she was extremely attracted to but was safe because Fleur was married which took any intention away from Hermione and continued the safety of her secret trouser snake continuing to be just that; a secret. Now it didn't seem to be nearly so safe, not only was Fleur and the rest of everyone aware that Hermione was packing but the French witch had also been kicked out of her home.

"Maybe I can go and talk to him, explain that it's not your fault and that he's being unreasonable." Hermione suggested but Fleur shook her head.

"We were talking once, about past crushes. I 'ad such an unreasonable crush on you during ze tournament considering you could barely stand to look at me." Fleur mumbled the explanation into Hermione's neck.

"So… he's used that as ammunition to kick you out because we were magically paired for this stupid breeding program?" Hermione was beginning to scowl at how unreasonable Bill was being.

"Non… 'e… 'e asked if I was over it. My attraction to you… I didn't deny it. I couldn't." Fleur was whispering and Hermione really struggled, she was sure she wouldn't have heard the witch had she not been so close to her ear.

"You… really?" Hermione was breathless with… hope? Could this actually be happening?

"Oui." Fleur leaned back then and regarded Hermione with a gentle expression, some hope shining back at her.

"I… maybe we… I mean maybe we shouldn't do anything until Bill has calmed down… just in case?" Hermione struggled to say this.

"Oh, 'Mione… you're too noble, ma belle." And with that Fleur did what they'd been both aching to do for longer than either was aware of and leaned in, sealing her lips to Hermione's in a slow, meaningful kiss.

Hermione couldn't help the soft mewl she made in the back of her throat at finally getting to kiss this witch, Fleur had been a weakness since she had first seen her but she never thought she'd get to kiss her let alone the fact she was expected to get the witch pregnant. A fact that had Hermione hardening almost immediately as Fleur pressed closer, their bodies flush together. Fleur noticed and pressed closer still a low groan in the back of her throat.

Logically Hermione knew they maybe shouldn't do this, not right now, not with Fleur upset over Bill kicking her out. Not today right after magic and the ministry decided they'd have to have a child together. Logically, it was all too soon. However, Hermione was having a decidedly illogical moment because this witch was someone she thought of more than she maybe should and especially when she was engaging in self-love not that she'd ever admit that to anyone, ever. So with logic being entirely ignored Hermione moved her hands to Fleur's arse and squeezed lightly before dropping a little lower as she lifted the blonde.

Fleur was pleasantly surprised with Hermione's strength as she wrapped her arms around the brunette's shoulders and legs around slim hips, she made it a point to push down on that bulge in Hermione's pants causing the younger witch to moan into her mouth. Fleur answered it with one of her own, it had taken her no time at all to get wet and she was aching to be out of her damp panties, preferably naked with Hermione sating the need she had to be filled. When she found herself on the brunette's bed not a minute later she was positive that's where this was going too.

"I need you." Fleur husked at Hermione who seemed to hesitate as she stood over the blonde now.

"You have to be sure." Hermione leaned over, her feet still on the floor, her knees between Fleurs at the edge of the bed and a hand planted on the mattress next to Fleurs shoulder supporting her as her other hand moved to the buttons of Fleurs shirt.

"I'm positive, ma belle." Fleur, in something of a power move, drew her wand and banished her clothes to the floor by the bed.

Hermione's gaze was immediately drawn to the stunning beauty that was Fleur's naked body. Her breasts were full, somewhat smaller than Hermiones but perfect, tipped with rosy nipples, her stomach was flat and her hips flared, the downy blonde curls at the apex of her thighs were damp but expertly trimmed. Hermione didn't even know where to start and her hand hovered lightly over Fleur before the blonde grabbed her wrist and placed the hand over her breast. Hermione bit her lip and squeezed gently, more than a little distracted so Hermione barely noticed when Fleur had vanished her clothes as well.

"'Ermione you…" Fleur trailed off whatever she had been about to say when Hermione moved onto her knees on the floor and wrapped her arms around Fleur's hips. Hermione looked up at Fleur as she dragged the woman's backside to the edge of the bed.

"You're positive this is what you want?" Hermione asked gently, pressing kisses to the inside of Fleur's thigh.

"Yes… fuck yes. Please." Fleur was dripping with want by that point and Hermione had no intention of teasing her.

Leaning closer, Hermione swiped her tongue up the crease of Fleurs pussy and groaned softly at the taste bursting on her tongue. It was a strange sweetness she hadn't expected with a somewhat dry tang for an aftertaste that just had her going back for more. Hermione had not anticipated liking going down on someone so much but the taste coupled with the gasps and mewls and moans that Fleur let out had Hermione achingly hard and already wondering if or when she'd get another chance to do this. The mild fear that this could be a one time thing had Hermione savoring it and taking her time.

"Play with your breasts for me… pinch your nipples." Hermione ordered lightly and Fleur shuddered.

Bill had been satisfactory as a lover but he had always been so gentle and accommodating, he'd never asked her or told her to do something while they were being intimidate and Fleur hadn't realized until that very moment as she moved her hands and tugged lightly on the tips of her breasts that she liked to be bossed around very much. Hermione could tell as well just based on the way Fleur's body clenched.

Hermione used only her mouth and while she wanted to be inside the blonde she wanted to make her cum this way first. It didn't really seem to take all that long either when she concentrated her effort on Fleurs throbbing clit, sucking and stroking with her tongue alternating. Fleur was breathless when she reached her peak and came with a low groaning of Hermione's name, her hips jerking only slightly as Hermione gripped them and held Fleur steady.

"You're such a good girl for me…" Hermione cooed and Fleur nodded.

"I'm going to make you cum on my fingers and then you're going to get me off before I fuck you." Hermione informed moving up onto her knees on the bed.

"Ok?" Hermione prompted when Fleur had nodded instead of speaking.

"Oui. Yes." Fleur was still trying to catch her breath as she moved up onto the pillows when Hermione gestured she did so.

"Good girl." Hermione reached for Fleurs nearest hand as one of her own moved between the blondes thighs and she wet them on the slick there before finding Fleurs clit and circling it gently. Hermione placed Fleur's hand against her erection and Fleur gripped the flesh gently.

"Gentle." Hermione instructed and Fleur nodded again as she slowly started to stroke Hermione's cock.

It was probably a little more than Hermione could handle but she knew that if she didn't cum at least once she'd never last when she got inside the witch. While Fleur was stroking Hermione gently she moved her hand down and pushed two fingers into the sopping wet Veela and curled them forward. She was relatively confident in this for being a virgin and was thankful she had read so many books. She was able to find Fleurs sweet spot after only a brief moment and when she stroked it Fleurs grip faltered and she moaned, hips rolling.

"Keep jerking me off, Fleur." Hermione ordered and Fleur nodded eagerly. Hermione then leaned over Fleur and gave into temptation as she took one of those rosy nipples into her mouth, sucking lightly and teasing the tip with her tongue as she moved her thumb to rub Fleur's clit as she fingered her.

"Oh, mon dieu, belle… fuck…" Fleur gasped out her hips rolling, trying to fuck herself on Hermione's hand. The younger witch didn't mind at all, Fleur was closer and so was she.

"I'm so close. I need you to cum for me. Can you do that baby-girl? Can you cum for me?" Hermione gasped out the question as she pushed her fingers deep and pedaled them against that sweet spot, her thumb rubbing Fleurs clit firmly but not too hard.

Fleur couldn't answer verbally, Hermione's dominant behavior and the way she spoke to her as well as the way she played her body so well had Fleur flying over that edge with a cry of exultant pleasure. Hermione leaned back and watched the way Fleur's body seized and convulsed, felt the way the muscles clamped around her fingers. It was enough to have her losing the battle herself and a moment later she placed a hand in front of her throbbing cock and moaned unintelligible praise to Fleur as she came into her palm.

"Oh gods." Hermione breathed out as that last rope of cum pooled in her hand. Fleur was watching her with eyes so dark they were almost black.

"Are you ready for me baby girl?" Hermione watched Fleur as she withdrew her hand from between the blonde's legs and gently plucked up the Veela hair core wand. She knew it wouldn't work amazingly well for her but it worked well enough she was able to clean the mess out of her hand before she shifted to her knees between Fleurs thighs.

"Already? But you just came, don't you need to rest?" Fleur asked wide eyed and Hermione chuckled.

"Oh, baby… I'm still a girl. I won't get soft for a while yet." Hermione promised moving her hand back between Fleurs legs and gently rubbing her clit with her thumb again.

"Mon Dieu." Fleur gasped out gently.

"You're ready?" Hermione asked again and Fleur breathed out a 'yes'.

Hermione smirked and shuffled closer to her target, shifting her knees apart and urging Fleur to loop her legs over Hermione's thighs. The brunette gripped her erection firmly and stroked it twice before pointing it down and sliding the tip through the slick between Fleurs folds under Hermione's thumb. The Veela moaned and moved her hands to palm her own breasts then and arched her back a little as Hermione pressed into Fleur's opening and slowly began to push inside. Looking down Hermione watched as the tip of her cock slid into Fleurs tight pussy and she groaned softly before looking up at Fleurs face again watching for any discomfort.

"Baby girl, you're so tight." Hermione breathed out as she slowly pushed deeper until her pelvis pushed into the thumb at Fleurs clit.

"Mon dieu, belle… so full. Please… please fuck me. I need you to move." Fleur panted heavily.

Hermione had stopped to give herself a moment as the feel of the tight, hot cunt wrapped around her cock was more intense than she expected. She suddenly understood why men liked being inside someone so much. It felt way superior to her own hand. Still her witch needed her to move and Fleur wasn't about to be disappointed if Hermione could help it so she carefully pulled out and then, after a brief pause, she slammed back in. Fleur cried out and Hermione twisted her hand around to rub Fleur's clit with her fingertips as she began to thrust, pushing in hard as deep as she could reach. Thankful that while she was thick she was not extremely long and so seemed to be giving Fleur perfect friction if the expletives and encouragements from the blonde were anything to go by.

Hermione had closed her eyes for a moment before she settled her tempo and so opened them to look down at the gorgeous witch. Bill was an absolute idiot to have kicked Fleur out and Hermione had never been more pleased that the blonde had chosen to come here. She could have gone back to France, after all they had 12 months in which they could have gotten pregnant. It didn't have to start trying today. Yet here they were and Hermione was fully intent on getting this witch pregnant. Screw Bill and his childish tantrum, it would be Hermiones gain and his loss. She increased her tempo of thrusts as she watched the way Fleur arched and moaned as she took what Hermione gave her and pinched her nipples into hard tips.

The possessiveness that Hermione didn't know she had washed over her as she watched Fleur getting off on her cock. It wasn't even all that much to do with sex and more to do with the fact that Hermione wanted Fleur, to the point she would almost say she needed her. With this in mind more than anything else Hermiones hand moved from between them and she leaned over Fleur her hand sliding up to curl around Fleurs throat, the action action immediately getting Fleurs attention even as Hermione continued to fuck her.

"I want you Fleur… i want you do be mine. You will, won't you? You'll be mine? You'll divorce Bill and stay with me? Have my babies. Let me worship you, baby girl." Hermione's grip tightened on Fleurs throat and the witch looked up at her wide eyed as Hermione waited for a response.

The one she got wasn't exactly what she was looking for but when she felt Fleur's pussy clench tightly around her own she knew the witch was coming. Clearly she liked this side of Hermione and what the witch could do for her. Hermione couldn't have lasted after that if she had wanted to, Fleur came in a forceful gush of liquid around her shaft, the tight squeeze and the fluttering of walls had Hermione spilling deep into Fleur for several long moments. Her grip tightening around Fleurs throat for a moment before releasing as the moaning vibrated through Fleurs throat into Hermione's hand.

Hermione gently pulled out when they had both eased down from the climax. Fleur looked completely spent as she lay there with her eyes closed panting lightly. Hermione watched her for just a moment before she moved off the bed and into the bathroom. The younger witch grabbed a cloth and cleaned herself off before rinsing the cloth and taking it out to Fleur. Ever so gently Hermione wiped the mess off of Fleur's thighs and from between them before banishing the cloth to the laundry and settling down beside Fleur. Hermione gathered her close and ran her fingers through silky tresses.

"Did you mean it?" Fleur asked a few minutes later her voice was soft, almost shy.

"Of course I meant it. I've had feelings for you for a long time. I never would have come between you and Bill but… I'd treat you so much better." Hermione stated firmly.

"You already do. I want to be wiz you." Fleur shifted to look down at Hermione.

"I really want that." Hermione gently cupped Fleur's cheek with her hand.

"No one ever looked after me like zat… no ones ever been so… dominant… I really liked it." Fleur admitted with a blush and Hermione chuckled softly.

"Believe it or not, I could tell. I don't mind being that way for you in bed but I hope you understand I'm looking for an equal partnership in day to day life." Hermione explained and Fleur almost melted.

"Circe… how could I not want to be wiz you? I've only loved you for years." Fleur smiled gently.

"Truly?" Hermione whispered softly. That hope was there again.

"Truly, ma belle." Fleur leaned down and gently kissed Hermione on the lips, an action the brunette returned.

"I've loved you too." Hermione breathed against Fleur's lips, both of them smiling into the next kiss.

"Honestly, I still struggle to believe that the magic paired you two together. I mean how lucky was it that Mione is packing?" Ginny looked between the two witches on the sofa across from herself and Harry.

"I'll say. How lucky Bill was such an idiot." Hermione was still jaded about how Bill had treated Fleur but the blonde had done as she promised and divorced Bill within the month and Fleur and Hermione had had a private ceremony with Harry, Ginny and Luna of all people a couple of months after that.

"Was? He still is an idiot." Ginny snickered and Fleur chuckled at the way Ginny never seemed to pull her punches.

"You're not having wine, Fleur?" Harry asked, looking at Fleurs barely touched cup of tea while the other three had been sipping wine.

"Non, ze doctors advised against it while i am wiz child." Fleur supplied easily and Harry and Ginny stared at the blonde for a long moment before looking at Hermione who was looking abundantly proud of herself.

"No way! Oh my god! Congratulations!" Ginny hopped up from her seat and pounced on the couple, Hermione caught the redheads weight to spare her wife.

"How far along?" Harry walked over to press a kiss to Fleurs cheek as Ginny was squeezing both of them.

"8 weeks." Fleur laughed at Ginny who refused to let them go until Harry had prised her off.

"That's so amazing. I really am so happy for you two." Ginny gushed happily.

"Thanks Ginny." Hermione smiled warmly.

Things had really worked out so well as far as Hermione was concerned. Yes, she and Fleur had been cut off from the rest of the Weasleys permanently, of course Ginny wouldn't have a bar of that, Hermione was her best friend after all. But Bill had moved on with Pansy Parkinson of all people which had been a great source of amusement for all of them. Ron was married as well but the witch he was dating was a firm touch and he wasn't the most happy with his life, to afraid of her to cheat though.

Hermione had found that while the Weasleys had cut her off, the Delacour family, especially Gabrielle, had welcomed her with open arms and had not a single issue with the fact that Hermione was intersex. In fact it pleased them to no end that they could still have beautiful grandchildren and such a wonderful daughter in law. Fleur had often teased that her mother liked Hermione more than she did Fleur herself. Of course there was no way that was true but Apolline definitely favored Hermione.

Despite how they got there though, Hermione was extremely happy and Fleur told her every day that every little thing Hermione did with or for her simply made her love the witch all the more. They had arguments like every couple but it was only ever trivial and they got over them quickly. All in all they were extremely happy together and Hermione had been even happier since learning that Fleur was pregnant. Some people thought their marriage was rushed but Hermione couldn't have been happier. She'd never say it out loud but she was rather glad of that stupid population law.

I am aware that there will likely be multiple grammatical mistakes through this, i tried to clear up the most obvious ones.