Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, no matter how much I wish Sirius was mine.

It had all started in her third year, when she had first met him. He was so rugged and rough, but at the same time, so kind and generous. Then, when he complimented her, that had cinched it. She was falling for her best friend's godfather.

She got to see him every summer. Those days were the happiest in her life.

The summer before her fifth year was magical. She had finally grown up and everyone was starting to notice, even Ron, who wasn't the fastest on the up-take.

Sirius glanced at Hermione across the kitchen. He looked at her up and down. She had definitely changed. She had grown into her limbs.

Hermione glanced at him from the corner of her eye. In the years that he'd been out of Azkaban, he'd bulked up. He'd also been working out, so now tattoos ands scars spread across the muscles in his chest and arms.

Harry's birthday was coming up. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley had decided on a masked ball. She was going to make her move then.

The night had arrived. Hermione was dressed in a beautiful gown with a slit that stopped at her thigh. Her hair was piled on top of her head with a few strands down around her face. Her mask matched her gown perfectly. The only thing showing was her mouth and bright brown eyes.

She swept into the enlarged parlor room. She glanced around, looking for Sirius. A man across the room caught her eye. He was dressed in tight black pants, a black button-up shirt that was open at the throat, and a black mask.

He walked across the room towards her. He didn't look anywhere by at her.

When he got to her, he picked up her hand, kissed it and, keeping hold of it, led her to the dance floor. He tucked her in close. The song began and they danced around the room. Their eyes were locked together.

The song ended. He motioned to the door with his head. She nodded and they walked out hand in hand.

Sirius twirled Hermione around and pulled her in close to him. "You look beautiful tonight, Miss Granger."

She pulled back in shock. "How did you know?" she asked.

"Your eyes. They gave everything away. Miss Hermione Granger, the keeper of the beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I don't want to scare you, but you have my heart." His hand slid to her cheek, his thumb gently caressing her cheekbone.

Hermione's hand came up to rest on his shoulder. It slid up to his neck and pulled his head down to her's. Her lips met his, gently pressing. She nibbled on his bottom lip, and then soothed it with her tongue.

Sirius' hands came around her waist and pulled her to him.

Hermione pulled back a little and opened her eyes. "I thought you'd never say that. I love you Sirius Black."

He grabbed her hand. "Would you like to continue this in private?" Hermione nodded.

Ginny's eyes followed them as they walked away. She was happy that her best friend was in love, she just wished it had been with her brother. Not that he deserved her, she just wanted Hermione to be her sister.

The next morning dawned too early for the lovebirds. Hermione rolled over in the bed to see Sirius' beautiful grey eyes looking at her.

"I should go change," she whispered. "I'll meet you in the kitchen. I think we have some time before the rest of the house wakes up." She leaned forward to kiss him. He pushed her back flat on the bed and leaned over her.

Her hands came up to his shoulders and pushed. "Later Sirius, every night until I have to go back to school. Right now, I have to go start breakfast."

Sirius rolled off Hermione and watched her leave. He finally had his witch.