"Sirius?" Hermione asked, her voice dripping of confusion as she watched her boyfriend move around the room in a rush. "What are you doing?"
"I'm protecting you," he declared. "There are dangerous things out there," he warned. "I'm stopping them from coming in here and inflicting pain onto you."
"Protecting me? Sirius, what dangerous creatures are going to stop when they see a line of salt?"
"Hermione," Sirius whined, dropping the tub of salt onto the table and sitting in front of the settee to pout up at her. "Why can't you let me do this for you? I'd feel safer about it."
"Have you been talking to Luna again?" she questioned suspiciously. Leaving him with her unique friend, always led to disaster in the following weeks. "We've talked about this…"
"No! It's something completely different. Something even Luna couldn't comprehend." She blinked at him and he sighed, annoyed that he didn't have her full interest. "Demons, Hermione. Demons."
"Demons?"
"Yes! They can't pass salt and so if I line all the entrances and exits with it, they can't enter."
"Right," she said, nodding to herself so she could try to comprehend what was going on. "But, what does the pentagram have to do with anything?"
"Protection, Hermione," he sighed, exasperated. "Did you not listen to anything I've just said?"
She was silent for a moment before rubbing her forehead with her hands. "I'm going to bed, you do whatever you want."
Word Count: 242
Written For: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - October Halloween Bingo. word prompt - pentagram.