"Sirius, could you grab the rosemary?" Hermione asked from the stove.
"Um...sure," he answered, sounding unsure. He tinkled small glass bottles together for a couple minutes before sighing. "What color is it?"
"Green," she answered, drawing the word out.
"Half of them are green," Sirius grumbled.
"Just read the labels." She stirred the potatoes around in the pot.
"Can't see the bloody labels," he mumbled. "Engorgio," he whispered, squinting at the small black print.
"Sirius," Hermione chided, "why didn't you tell me?"
He sighed and shoved the bottle of basil back into the spice cabinet. "It's embarrassing."
"Why should it be? Lots of people need glasses; Harry for one."
"Harry's worn them since he was tiny. His eyes didn't go bad from..." his voiced dropped to a whisper, "old age."
Hermione chuckled and shook her head. "You're not old." He snorted, so she continued, "No, Sirius, you're not. You're handsome and smart and sexy. You do things to me that would put most men in the hospital."
"I'm fourty-"
"Doesn't matter. You don't look it, and you certainly don't act it." She threw him a mildly disapproving frown. "I'll be old long before you are." Hermione kissed his neck. He sighed, closing his eyes as her lips traveled up his throat to his waiting mouth.
She would never tire of his kisses, or the way he held her so close to his body. She really had no idea how she had gotten so lucky. She was absolutely, monkey crazy, in love with Sirius. And he made sure she knew everyday, that he felt the same heart pounding, palm sweating, wild love that she did. Afterall, what besides true, complete love, short of Azkaban Prison, could make Sirius freaking Black practice abstinence for nearly a year?
"Are you certain I won't look like some nerdy old pervert?"
"You are neither old, nor perverted," Hermione promised. "I'll send an owl to set you up an appointment."
"Thanks, pet." Sirius removed the forgotten potatoes off the heat. "Hey!" he said suddenly, chasing his fiance through the house. "I'll have you know, I am no nerd!"
The End
Happy Birthday Sarcastic Melody! Sorry it's so late, and short, but I hope you liked it anyway.