Posted: (6-15-08)
Disclaimer: I own not the world of Harry Potter. Shame.
A/N: This is in response to Pinky Green's The 5 Days and Senses Challenge. You can find the challenge forum at the spaced out like I'll provide at the bottom. I encourage every writer to take a challenge once in awhile.
The Challenge:
The 5 Days and Senses Challenge
Pick a pairing of your choice, but one pairing per person, and write a fanfiction including 5 chapters, or more, or less.
You will need to include these prompts:
Monday – Sight
Tuesday – Sound
Wednesday – Smell
Thursday - Taste
Friday - Touch
The senses can be in different orders, but the days have to be in sequence. Miss out Saturday & Sunday though, unless you want to include a sense that is metaphysical.
The rest is up to you: pairings, genre, rating, length etc.
My Rest:
Paring: Sirius Black/Hermione Granger
Genre: Romance
Rating: T or lower…I usually write M so….
Length: 5 chapters.
Also, this chapter is unbeta'd, if this bothers you then please don't read.
In Just Five
Day 1: Sight
By Morgansgurl
It started when he saw her five years after she had graduated Hogwarts. They hadn't kept in close contact, what with her job requiring her to travel the world advocating for Half and Mixed breed rights. Even when he would ask Harry about her, he often didn't have much to report.
Don't get it wrong now, Harry and Hermione still had a friendship of unbreakable bonds. It's just that with Harry in the ministry and Hermione traveling all the time, well their friendship wasn't as close as it had been in the past. Ron of course was to busy with Lavender Brown and his three young children to keep in too much correspondence. Life had happened. They were all grown up now and living their lives.
He saw her there, at a muggle carnival fair that Remus had insisted would be fun, and he found himself thankful that he didn't have to work on Monday's. She had the same curly brown hair cascading down. Her back was turned to him, but he could see her large smile as she turned and laughed with one of her friends. She was in a white t-shirt and a set of dirty ripped jeans.
It had taken awhile for the Ministry to finally apologize for their inscruntity against him. They gave Sirius Black a large conference apology about the lack of professionalism and investigation involved in handling his case, and out of respect for all the years he had lost, handed him a de-aging potion. Generally it was a banned potion with a highly guarded recipe, because it could lead to a bunch of immortal wizard problems; but the one brewed for Sirius only knocked off about fifteen years. He was still technically in his forties, but instead he had the youth of his mid-twenties back. It was the Ministries way of giving him a second chance.
"Hermione," Remus started when they had finally made their way up to her. She jumped at hearing her name and turned, a surprised look on her face. Immediately upon seeing who had called her name her surprise turned into a look of joy and excitement.
"Remus!" Hermione squealed before nearly jumping into his proffered arms and giving him a fierce hug. "and Sirius!" She exclaimed before going into the other man's arms, giving him an equally powerful hug.
"How have you been?" Remus asked, curious. Hermione replied with the usual 'goods' and 'busy' before explaining how she was helping a friend of hers in the FFA with the animal care. Hence the dirty jeans. Sirius on the other hand was half-listening. He was more enthralled with all the bright flashing lights in the distance, and with the wafering smells of all the fair concession stands.
"You're looking good." Hermione commented to Sirius who turned and gave her a 'huh' look. She slapped him on the arm "You never were one for paying much attention. You're looks, you look good." Hermione sighed, but the smile on her face gave away any ill feelings she was trying to pretend she had.
"Oh, yeah." Sirius gave her a lopsided grin as blush started to creep up his cheeks. Remus took note of that blush and filed it away for later questioning. Hermione turned to her friend and made some goodbye's before starting to walk with the two men.
"So what brings you to the carnival?" Hermione asked, very curious as to what would bring two wizards to a muggle fair.
"Well," Remus started, a small smile on his face. "My mother used to bring me to them all the time when I was little, even after the curse. Since Sirius had never been to one I figured he should at least try it, a little celebratory present of mine to him for his new found youth." When Remus finished Hermione turned and gave Sirius a offended look.
"What!?" Sirius asked after a few minutes of Hermione's harsh staring.
"You have never. I mean never been to a carnival before?" She asked with utter disbelieve.
"No, grew up in harsh pureblood muggle hating home. Remember." Sirius supplied.
"Oh my god!" Hermione exclaimed before grabbing his hand. "You have to ride some of these rides with me!" She started to drag him toward the giant sing thing that spun in circles high in the air. At least that was Sirius's thought, it sure looked like a giant swing thing. Remus just shook his head when she gave him a questioning glance, he was never much one for the rides, he always enjoyed the art galleries and animal exhibits. Hermione made sure to promise to go see the black and white photo competition and horticulture exhibit with him later before heading off with an involuntary Sirius towards all the bright flashy lights he had been looking at earlier.
"I can't." Sirius yelled, his hands covering his eyes.
"Just do it!" Hermione yelled at him, laughing the entire time.
"You are insufferable." Sirius yelled back, his voice indignant.
"You can apparate yet you can't look down?" She yelled back. They were up in the air on the swings. Sirius had refused to look the entire time.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Sirius replied, a hand on his stomach.
"It wasn't that bad. Think of it as a portkey." Hermione laughed.
"It was fun, I'm just going to be sick." Sirius responded. Right after the words left his mouth he bent over the nearest trash can and lost his last meal. There are just some things a wizard is not prepared for, and one of them is the cyclone ride that spins and sticks you to the wall with centrifugal force.
"That sucked." Sirius scoffed. "It was totally obvious that the ghosts were fake, and where on earth did they find the sound affects."
"You are so mean. They are muggles after all, it's not like they know what an actual ghost acts like." Hermione responded. Slightly offended.
"Your right, I am being mean." Sirius apologized, a devilish smile on his lips.
"Thankyou." Hermione responded, thinking she had won.
"They at least let me sit next to you." Sirius agreed, before taking off running. He had much longer legs then she, so thus he could avoid the smack that was coming to him.
"Ok, see I like this." Sirius told her honestly, as the rollercoaster started to climb the mountain.
"See, the carnival isn't that bad is it?" She asked with a smile on her face as she looked at him from her seat next to him.
"I guess not." Sirius agreed. Well he had agreed up until the roller coaster took off down the hill at ungodful speeds, and then made an immediate loopdy-loo for which he was unprepared.
"Last one?" Sirius asked, hopeful.
"Of course, I saved the best for last." Hermione flashed him a giant grin. "Welcome to the fun house." She supplied, holding her hands out in a grand gesture.
"See that sounds much happier and safer then cyclone, speed racer, and storm circle." Sirius agreed.
"Just watch out for the floors." Hermione warned as she raced in before him.
"Why?" Sirius asked, before one of the boards moved under his feet causing him to fall to his arse. Sirius just glared at her from his position on the ground as she laughed and took off.
"Ok, Ok. We're done." Hermione got out between giggles, as they rolled out onto the blow up safety catch. It had taken them a good half-hour to get out of the fun house, mostly because Hermione had to keep going back to save Sirius.
"I would just like to express how much fun that house is not." Sirius scoffed, but the grin on his face belied his true emotions. "Can we eat now?" he asked.
"We have one more thing to do." Hermione replied, gripping his hand and weaving them through the crowd before they stood in front of a giant booth with a cloth covering.
"And this is?" Sirius asked cautiously.
"Just get in." Hermione demanded, pushing him past the curtain.
"Not until you tell me what it does." Sirius demanded, no longer trusting of the curly brown haired girl that forced him into many a ride.
"It takes pictures, now stop being stubborn." Hermione iterated her statement by pushing on his back harder. Sirius obliged and got in, but he was surprised when Hermione jumped in after him and sat on his lap.
"What are we doing now?" Sirius asked, mirth in his voice.
"Just make silly faces." Hermione responded, before putting up a pair of bunny ears behind Sirius and sticking her tong out and crossing her eyes.
As Sirius looked down as the four pictures of him and Hermione, he realized that he rather liked the carnival fair. He really liked the corn dogs though, but the mechanical bull he could do without.
He realized that he would treasure these images forever; it was his first muggle picture after all.
A/N: This is the first chapter of five, if you liked it let me know.
Here is the link to the site that the challenge was found, just take out all the spaces: www. Fanfiction .net/ topic/ 1714/ 5418961 /1 /# 665266 1
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