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A/N: Enjoy everyone!

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Chapter 1 – Making Plans

'Remus can you please come help me?!' Hermione asked. She was standing in the middle of a room and surrounded by boxes of all different sizes, with one box in her arms about to fall. Remus, just entering the house from taking some boxes to the car out front rushed towards her, wand in hand. He muttered a spell and Hermione's box was floating in midair.

'Aren't you a witch, Hermione?' Remus chuckled.

'Shut it you,' Hermione snapped. 'Bloody werewolf,' Remus swore he heard her mutter.

Remus was helping Hermione move out of her parent's home to go live with Harry, Ron, Remus, and Sirius, who had returned from behind the veil one year after the trio had defeated Voldemort at the end of their seventh year. Sirius returned ten years younger than when he fell through at the age of thirty-five, making him twenty-five. When he returned he appeared as though he had never been robbed of his youth, wasting away in Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit. And at twenty, Hermione couldn't help but notice how good he looked with those penetrating gray eyes that held more knowledge than his age would suggest. He even had an odd twinkle in his eyes that only those who knew him as a Marauder would recognize easily, and that was often associated with the wise old Hogwarts Headmaster, Dumbledore. He also seemed to be working out to make him look even better, if that was possible, and he seemed to gain his old 'fan club' as Remus had pointed out on a number of occasions.

Harry and Ron had finally convinced Hermione to come stay with them at number twelve Grimmauld Place saying that it would be better for all of them to live together. Hermione had refused at first saying that she wanted to be with her parents for a while because she didn't get to see them while she was in the wizarding world as much as she would have liked to. When Sirius had returned a year later and she still hadn't left the house, she claimed to not want to intrude on Harry and Sirius getting to know each other and spending quality time with each other without a girl in their midst. After another half year all four men were telling her to go move in with them, because they had more than enough room and that she would be closer to her job and all the other wizarding establishments.

Remus had come over to help Hermione with her things because she did not want to magic everything out of the house. She claimed that she wanted to do it the old Muggle way.

'What is all of this?' Remus asked Hermione levitating everything out of her room and into the entrance hall to carry them outside.

'Just my things…' Hermione turned and saw Remus lift an eyebrow in question. 'You know… things that have accumulated over the years like presents and things like that… My personal library is also in there somewhere…'

'So you won't mind if I take a look?' he asked opening one of the boxes closer to him.

'NO!' Hermione launched herself at Remus, wand drawn and spelled the box shut. 'I mean, umm, we should finish getting everything out of and get it home, Aren't Sirius and Harry waiting for us?'

Remus smirked at her, but nonetheless helped her with the boxes.

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'Hello! Is anyone home?' Remus asked once inside Grimmauld place. The house had been renovated during the first year the trio had gotten out of school and Harry, Ron, and Remus had taken up residence there. Hermione had helped them most of the time with most of the spell work and had even managed to take down the portrait of Mrs. Black down from the wall. 'Go ahead and we'll put your stuff in whatever room you choose,' Remus urged. Hermione ran up the stairs and went to look for her new room in the house.

She went from room to room, door to door searching for the perfect one for her.

In the middle of the second floor she opened the door to a very beautiful, spacious room. It was decorated in cool water tones. The walls were painted a blue-green color; it had three large windows on the right wall forming an alcove with a dark blue, cushioned bench that looked extremely comfortable. The bench was covered white and green pillows. There was a king sized canopy bed with sheer white curtains tied to the posts. The bed had a green, aqua, and blue mixed comforter with silver thread throughout, and was covered in pillows, which Hermione loved. There were two bedside tables with lamps upon them covered in black silk shades, with extra room for a couple picture frames. There was also a built in desk beside the door and a dark oak vanity next to a solid oak door. On the floor at the foot of the bed there was a white carpet with a swirl of all the colors in the room as its print. She also noticed that surrounding the three large windows, there were what appeared to be large doors. Walking towards them, she drew her wand and opened them with a spell. The doors vanished and in their place were rows and rows of bookshelves.

Hermione walked to the door and stepped into a large ocean-themed bathroom. There were two other doors, one next to the entrance and another one further into the bathroom. There was a white porcelain bathtub held up on four silver claw shaped legs. There was also a shower with clear glass doors. The sink was molded into the shape of a seashell and the water knobs were in the shape of starfish and it was below a large mirror. Hermione went to the first door and saw that it was a very large walk-in closet with shoe racks, drawers, and a lot of space to hang her clothes. There were also three large full length mirrors connected at angles so that one could see their whole self. She walked back and went to the other room and saw that it was just a toilet room.

Hermione turned to go and gasped at seeing Sirius leaning casually against the doorframe, a smile touching his lips. Hermione was startled to see him there, with those piercing gray eyes that seemed to see her in a way that she felt he could see everything about her.

'I knew you'd like it,' he said softly, amusement clear in his voice.

'Nice to see you, too, Sirius. Knew it how?' she responded.

'I just know.' Seeing her raise her eyebrow in question he continued, 'I knew you would pick out the one room that was the brightest, most spacious, had its own workspace, many bookshelves, had its own bathroom, and was designed just for you by your two best friends. That and it also happens to be near the library and is next to my own bedroom.' He smirked when he said the last part, clearly teasing her.

Hermione was taken aback; did the boys really know her that well? She then narrowed her eyes and smacked him on the arm for his last comment. He put a mock hurt look on his face that quickly vanished.

'Come on, I bet Moony's about to go looking through your things if you don't hurry!' With that being said he grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her out of the room to go downstairs.

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Waiting for them in the sitting room was Remus surrounded by quite a few boxes.

'Well, I found a room,' Hermione declared.

'Okay then, let's go take everything upstairs and you can unpack,' Remus responded. All three of them drew their wands and levitated the boxes up the stairs to Hermione's room. Hermione was then left to unpack her things and put everything in its 'proper' place.

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Hermione made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen to find the guys and get something to eat having only eaten one thing in the last twelve hours. She stopped at the door hearing the baritone voices of four men arguing about what appeared to be quidditch.

Boys, thought Hermione as she pushed open the door.

'Hi guys!' Hermione chirped. 'What's for dinner?' Four sets of eyes looked up at her then at each other; guilt clearly distinguished.

'What did you do? What happened?' Hermione asked, sounding worried and weary.

'Well you see, Mione…' Harry began.

'It's just that…' Ron tried to finish for him.

'We have a house-elf, Liddy, and, well she decides when and what is for dinner, unless we want something specifically made. But she usually calls us in around eight for dinner. So that's in about half an hour.' Sirius finished glancing at his wrist watch; clearly he was the one that was less worried about her reaction.

'So what's the big deal?' Hermione asked, clearly she was missing something. 'Don't you dare look at me with that bloody look, Ronald!' Hermione added seeing a gawking Ron.

'Umm, Hermione, are you feeling okay?' Harry asked shocked with Hermione's reaction. 'What about Spew? I thought you didn't like to see unpaid house-elves?'

'Well, I talked to many house-elves before the end of our seventh year and asked if any of them wanted clothes. And come on its four of you guys living together and Remus is the only one that is capable of caring for himself. Did you really think I expected you guys to not have some form of caretaker?' Hermione responded. She was extremely amused and touched that the guys were worried about her getting upset. 'By the way, what are you guys doing tonight? Are you staying in or do you have plans?' Hermione asked looking at the guys.

The guys all looked incredulously at Hermione.

'What?' she snapped. 'Can I not do something fun every once in a while? Something not school related?! Bloody hell, guys!' she added seeing Ron and Harry exchanging smirks.

'Whoa, Hermione, I'm sure they don't mean anything by that, do you guys?' Remus said in a soothing tone, throwing a warning look at the guys.

'Right, nothing at all!' they chimed, wanting to help Remus calm Hermione.

'So what did you have in mind, Mione?' Sirius asked, curios as to what she wanted to do that was not study related.

'Well, while at my parents' house I heard about a new Muggle club that was opening tonight. It's supposed to be really nice and interesting!' she said.

Harry, Ron, Remus, and Sirius all tried to look unsurprised at her response.

'Sorry, Mione, we can't,' Harry said. Indicating Ron and himself. 'We just got a new case that we need to start on tonight. You know, Shacklebolt really needs us to do this before the weekend is over.'

'It's okay, Harry, Ron,' she clasped her hands on their arms and gave their biceps a squeeze. 'How about you two?' she asked turning to Remus and Sirius.

They had a silent exchange, then 'We're in,' Sirius responded for the two of them.

'Good, we'll need to be ready to go by 11:30 tonight after dinner. It opens at midnight so try to be ready by then,' she said giving Sirius a significant look.

'It was one time!' he exclaimed much to everyone's amusement. 'Besides it wasn't as though any harm was done!'

At that everyone busted out laughing.

Sirius got up to put his glass in the sink and said under his breath, 'Gits.' Causing everyone to be in stitches.

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A/N: What did you guys think? This is my first chapter story and if its crappy so far let me know or if it doesn't make sense in some places, let me know,too! If you want to let it continue hust review! I'm all ready working on the second chapter, so it'll be up by this weekend! (hopefully[everyone cross your fingers!) I promise it'll get better later on!! Lemons will come up in the second or third chapters! (If it goes that long...)