It was during sixth year over the holidays, and I was staying at Grimmauld place with Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Of course, Sirius was there too. The five of us had just eaten dinner, and it was only Sirius and I left at the table; he was sitting adjacent to me with one seat separating us. I turned my head to look at him, to cater to the part of me that wanted so badly to see his face. This was the part of me I had to fight so hard to repress. At the moment, it seemed he was lost in thought, and I allowed myself to indulge. My eyes roamed over his face, I started at his wavy black hair, moved down to his lips, and glanced at his broad shoulders before coming back to his grey eyes. Shit. Those eyes were staring right back at mine. He looked confused, the look in his eyes verging on concerned. I felt my face starting to burn as he addressed me, "You alright love?"

I'd been caught. The old Hermione would have made up some excuse as to why I was ogling my best friend's godfather. But for some reason, I didn't break eye contact. I held his gaze as I said, "I was just admiring you."

The hint of a smirk formed on his lips, but wasn't fully expressed. Another man might have been confused by my comment, but not Sirius Black. No, Sirius knew exactly what I meant. My heart began to race as he slide into the seat directly next to mine and took one of my small hands in his larger one.

"Look love, you're so gorgeous, not to mention brilliant."

I knew where he was headed, so I decided to finish his thought for him. "But I'm too young, and I'm your godson's best friend. We couldn't do that to Harry. Then you'd probably say something about our friendship, right?"

"You took the words from my mouth love." Sirius let out a small laugh, still holding my gaze. He leaned in slowly, kissing me softly on the cheek before quickly getting up and leaving me alone.

The room felt so empty. I felt empty. I understood where he was coming from, but I didn't understand why he would kiss me and then leave so quickly. Could it be possible he had feelings for me too? Instead of wallowing in my thoughts, as a previous version of myself would have done, I decided to be proactive. I was standing outside of his bedroom door when I suddenly became nervous. Confidence is always so strong before you actually have to do something.

Everyone else in the house was asleep, but I could see the light from under Sirius' door. It was eerie, standing outside his door in the middle of the night in the dark.

Should I knock? What if he doesn't answer? I can't just walk in, what if he's naked!

My face burned at the thought. I gave myself a minute for my heart to stop racing and for my face to return to its normal color before raising my fist and knocking twice. I heard shuffling from inside the room, and I saw the doorknob twist. My heart was racing again, there was no way stop it. Suddenly Sirius was standing in front of me. He seemed much taller than usual for some reason. Maybe it was because I suddenly felt two inches tall; all of my built up courage vanished, and I was ready to turn and run when he suddenly stepped aside and beckoned for me to enter. My feet shuffled awkwardly into his room as Sirius softly shut the door and turned to face me. Neither of us said anything.

"I need to know."

"Yes." Sirius answered before skipping a beat.

I was stunned. "I didn't even ask you anything yet."

Sirius took four steps towards me and took my lips in his. The kiss was barely there, but it still set my body on fire. Sirius rested his head on my shoulder and whispered, "We shouldn't."

I squeezed my eyes shut my brought one of my hands up to his hair. To an outsider, we might have looked like lovers sharing an intimate moment. Maybe that's what it was; it didn't feel that way at the time.

"Kiss me again." I whispered the command so softly I was surprised he heard it.

Our second kiss was deeper, more passionate. I kept my hand in his hair, pulling him down towards me, but he was still half a foot taller than me and it proved to be quite uncomfortable for both of us. Suddenly we broke apart and laughed. Laughing together in this situation should have felt awkward, but it didn't.

"You're too tall." I said teasingly.

"You're too short." He quipped before backing up, causing me to fall backwards onto his bed. He placed a knee on the bed and hovered above me.

I pulled him down on top of me and attacked his lips. He seemed surprised, but smirked against my lips before lowering his body onto mine. We continued like this until I feared if we didn't stop then, we wouldn't.

"We should stop." We were both breathing heavily. Sirius nodded and rolled so he was laying on his back next to me. We stayed like this for several minutes before I started to get up to go back to my room. I hesitated, and decided to kiss him one last time before heading towards the door. I looked back at him; his face was flushed. I had never seen him look so vulnerable.

"Goodnight, love."

I smiled and shut his door before quietly making my way to my bedroom. When sleep finally took me, Sirius infiltrated my dreams. Unfortunately, so did an angry Mrs. Weasley and a disgusted Harry.