The Marriage Law

When Your Man Is Hot As Hell

Hermione sighed as she finished her work at her desk at the ministry of magic, ready to go home to her husband. She had been offered a job after graduation at the ministry of magic as an Auror but had been put on desk duty when they found out she was pregnant. She was three months pregnant but her bosses treated her like she was about to give birth. It infuriated her to no end but there were good things about having a desk job. She was surrounded by pregnant witches who delighted in making her blush with their inappropriate joke and crude talk about  how wild their husbands were in bed.

"Hermione, do you have the papers for the Hawk case?" Colette Wood asked bring Hermione out of her thoughts. Twenty four year old, Colette Wood (née Jacobs) had been matched with twenty three year old, Oliver Wood. They were expecting a baby in three months. She quickly handed the woman the papers but noticed that Colette was looking at something on her desk.

"Is that your husband?" She said shocked. She didn't even need to see the picture to know it was Draco.

"Yes" she said.

"Girls, Mione's got a panty dropping husband." She yelled over her shoulder. Hermione blushed as half of her office came over to gawk at her husband.

"Bloody hell, how do you leave your bed every day when you lay next to that." Jamie Scamander said. Twenty one year old Jamie Scamander (née Taylor) married twenty two, Rolf Scamander and they were four months pregnant.

"Is he good in bed?" Violet Shacklebolt said. Twenty year old, Violet Shacklebolt (née Jackson) married Kingsley Shacklebolt's twenty one year old son, Johnathan Shacklebolt. She was also three months pregnant.

"I am not answering that question" she said standing up. He was indeed good in bed, if you could call the most amazing sex in the world good. She grabbed her stuff and moved passed the ladies who were moving back to their desk. She was half way to the floo when her boss Patrick Connors, a sexist prick stopped her. He thinks that every witch should be at home taking care of the children and having no career or opinions. She had complained multiple times to management but she was told that she just need to work hard to get to know him. Yeah right.

"Mrs. Malfoy, I was informed that the Leroy case is not going well, care to explain?" He asked with his arms folded across his chest.

"Leroy was sent to the wrong courtroom and so the judge postponed the trial till tomorrow when the guards at Azkaban get the right information." She said trying not to lose her patient. He knew that Leroy was sent to the wrong courtroom cause he had sent him there through his assistant, Bobby.

"This proves my point that all woman are only good for lying on their backs." He said. That did it for Hermione. She slapped the bastard.

"You are a disgusting piece of shit and I refuse to work for you anymore so I quit." She went back to her desk, grabbed the only things she actually wanted to keep. The picture of her family and friends then went back to the floo and said her house she had recently purchased with Draco.

When she stepped out of the fireplace in her living she immediately wished she could drink her sorrows away. Knowing Draco was working at his newly formed company selling potions and magic items with Blaise, she knew she could break down with out him coming to her defense and killing the idiot who insulted her, she sat down in the arm chair before closing her eyes. She tried really hard to not cry, her pregnancy hormones were taking over. She knew she was not only good for laying on her back. She had dreams and ambition and she knew that if she just worked hard enough she could make her dreams come true.

The doorbell rang and Hermione quickly pulled herself together before standing up and going over to the door and opening it. She was surprised at the people standing there. It was every single pregnant witch that she had worked with, all of them standing there with proud looks on their faces.

"Are you going to let us in or are you going to stare at us?" Jamie said.

"Yeah, some of us are heavily pregnant." Colette said. Hermione snapped out of her shock and moved aside letting the thirty five woman in. Hermione had to make more chairs appear with her wand so every hand a seat to sit on. They left the armchair for her which she was thankful for as she sank into it.

"We heard what happened and we just want to say that we totally agree so we all decided to quit our jobs." Violet said.

"You did what!' She said shocked.

"The only reason we stayed for so long is because of you. You made our time there better and now that you quit we have no reason to stay." Tyra Jordan. Nineteen year old, Tyra Jordan (née Benjamin) had married Lee Jordan who was the Quidditch commentator in Harry's first year of Hogwarts. They were expecting their first child in March of next year.

"I can't believe you guys did that." Hermione said.

"So what's your next?" Jamie asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Mione, you talked about starting a company to help magically creatures why not do." Colette said.

"We will help" Tyra said.

"Once we build enough popularity we can start S.P.E.W." Violet said.

"Are you guys sure about this?" Hermione asked. "Have you discussed this with your husbands?"

"Our husband don't have a choice what we do in our careers. We are having their babies so they can just shut up and deal with it." Colette said. You could never say that Colette wasn't a total badass.

"So are we starting a company or not?" Jamie asked. Hermione looked around at all the faces in her living room knowing that these women were counting on her and that this could be her chance to make her dreams come true.

"What are we going to call the company?" She smiled making all the woman cheer and clap. As they celebrated they didn't notice the man stepping out of the fireplace.

"Mione, what's going on?" Draco said. Everyone turned their head to look at him.

"Holy shit, your husband is fucking hot"  Tyra said making everyone nodded in agreement which made Draco blush.