Written for Scrabble Challenge. NOT A ONE-SHOT

Scrabble prompt for this chapter: Landing.

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It had been going on for two weeks now. Every time Hermione Granger left her room she would bump into Sirius Black on the landing outside her room.

Sometimes he was coming back from downstairs, sometimes heading to dinner. But sometimes it seemed as though he was waiting for her. It was at some strange times too, times he had no reason to be out there, but he always seemed to be hovering near her bedroom door.

She shivered at the thought. Imagine that - Sirius Black hanging around outside her room just so he could bump into her, smirk, make a cheeky, cheesy or flirtatious comment, finish with a wink and walk off. It always happened that way, well apart from the times she got embarrassed and rushed into her room.

She shook her head. No it was a coincidence that she had bumped into him 4 times that week (and it was only Wednesday). Maybe living in the same house as someone made you more attune to their schedule?

When they were downstairs around Harry, Remus or Ron who also lived in the house, or anyone passing through he acted as he always did, it was just when they were alone the look of his eyes running over her made her heart race. He never said anything at those times, just when he was camping outside her room.

She tried to stop thinking about the older man with his marvellous Grey eyes that seemed to know every thought in her mind and instead grabbed her items together to head to the shower. She couldn't stop thinking about him and didn't grab everything she needed and without realising she walked to the door and listened carefully. After a minute of silence she sighed in relief and left the room to go and take a shower in the bathroom down the hall.

Leaving the bathroom was a different story though, as through her nerves she managed to forget her clothes, and managed to bring out the clothes she wore the day before instead. She looked disdainfully at the clothes, and realised that after a shower she couldn't put them back on just to get to her room - she had been exercising in them. She cursed herself as she wrapped a towel around her hair and after drying herself, she put one around her body, and hoping no-one was awake at that time.

She listened from the door again to see if the hall was clear and determined that it was, she opened the door and closed it silently. She clutched the towel around her and tried to move quickly and quietly but hadn't even moved 4 steps before she heard a door open and close and the sight of a sleepy Sirius Black in just pajama bottoms came into view covering a yawn.

As he spotted her, his tired eyes held new light as he looked her up and down. He stood in her way and she found herself stopping in the hallway instead of walking around him. She glanced up at his face, keeping her eyes off the perfect chest he was displaying to her and saw him smirk in delight.

"Why Kitten, I didn't realise that you put on such a show in the mornings. I have half a mind to make getting up this early a habit... I didn't think you had it in you what with a house full of men who would like nothing better then to see..."

With that she squeaked and ran off, she knew that Sirius would have seen the blush covering her face enough to rival a Weasley and was mortified that she actually squeaked when she ran, but she kept the towel clutched around her and got to her room and closed the door before she allowed herself to breath.

It was times like that she wished that she had a quick mind when it came to Sirius - that she would be able to come back with a flirty or witty remark to his, and watch him raise his eyebrows and smile like he did when he was impressed.

She tried to think back to why exactly she had moved into Grimmauld place with him.

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