Hermione awoke to a very quiet house. She had been living with the Weasley since her parents were found to be living in the United States after the war. She preferred to stay living where she was so, she asked the Weasleys if she could stay with them. Molly was more than happy for Hermione to stay there, since she was just like a daughter. Hermione went to move her head and it stared to throb. She had been drinking the night before celebrating Percy and Abby's first anniversary with everyone. She usually didn't drink, so she tried to think how she started drinking last night. She then remembered Fred and George telling her she wasn't able to drink more than one shot, she proved them wrong she had three and was a little tipsy but she was okay. After that she kept drinking until she was drunk and could no longer walk without swaying. She remembered Sirius helping her up the stairs because she couldn't do it herself. She couldn't totally remember things after that so she decided to look around and see if anything would jog her memory. Her memory came back perfectly when she saw Sirius laying naked next to her.
"Do you need to use the bathroom before you go to bed?" Sirius asked trying to be helpful, but the only thing on her mind was how he smelled and that his arms were around her. She has been single since she left Ron because she felt like he just wasn't the one, that was three and a half years ago. "No, and I also don't want to go to bed." Hermione said slurring her words a bit. "What do you wanna do?" At this point Sirius was just humoring her as he walked her to her room. "You." she said point blank. She was drunk enough to hit on him, but not drunk enough that her conscious wasn't telling her that she shouldn't be doing this. She decided to ignore it and have some fun see if she could get what she wanted and has wanted for years. Sirius stopped and stood wide eyed that he really just heard Hermione Granger say that. "You must be really drunk." Sirius said as he started walking again. "Only a little." he chuckled and they finally got to her room. "Well im going to go I will talk to you in the morning." "No, don't go." Then she kissed him all that was going through his mind was, I cant do this she is my godsons best friend, but hell she is a grown woman who makes her own choices and isn't bad to look at either. As the rest of the night played out in her head, she got up and got dressed and left thinking this cant be happening and what did I do.