Well here is my first SB/HG fanfic. I really hope you like it. This chapter is short but I wanted to ease into the story. Please review. I luv reviews. Well then let's get started. Also this story is PreHBP that was my least fav book, which is bad considering the Order of the Phoenix. Don't get me wrong it was a good book but I didn't like the direction it went in.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot.

Pain shot through his entire body and confusion shot through his brain. It felt as though he was being reborn. Sirius Black was being brought back to life.

Hermione Granger sat in her bedroom reading a book entitled Life Again.

"Damnit." Hermione swore. She was very upset. She was trying to bring back her best friends godfather. Harry had been moping around for the past two years. She missed the old Harry Potter but most of all she missed the great Sirius Black. But for some reason the potion wasn't working. Sirius was suppose to reappear right in front of her. But nothing was was happening. Hermione decided to read back over the book one more time.

"Drop the single strand of hair into the potion. Wait ten seconds and the dead shall be born again, but as there self image. The person will comeback as the last way they saw themselves in there mind the moment they died." Suddenly a loud bang came on Hermione door. She quickly put all of her stuff away. Then opened the door. It was her father. Richard Granger.

"Honey, it's lunch time, let's go out to eat. Your only going to be here for five more days." Hermione nodded, then pulled out her wand and magically changed into a pair of tight blue jeans and a red sweater, that said Abercrombie on the back.

Richard was still amazed about the magic his daughter could do. He often found himself wondering why she was born a witch but no one else in the family was. But none the less they left with Hermione's mom and went out to eat.

Though throughout lunch Hermione was not interested in her parents. All she was interested in was why her potion didn't work. She really wanted Sirius to come back and that's all that consumed her mind.

Sirius Black woke up lying in front of a painting. He immediately recognized it. It was the Fat Lady.

"Why, oh my. It's Sirius Black. What happen to you. I haven't seen you looking like that in twenty-four years." The Fat Lady said a little shaken up. But Sirius ignored her and quickly ran to Dumbledore's office. He finally figured out the past word and ran up the spirling steps. As he walked in Dumbledore's stared at him but he didn't look shocked. Sirius noted that he never looks shocked.

"Sirius is that you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Why you can't be more than seventeen years old." Dumbledore said. Sirius's expression changed quickly . He felt his face, the walked over to a mirror Dumbledore had in his office. He still had his long shaggy hair but he was so much younger. The years of distress that Azkaban inflicted on him was gone. He was sexy. His beautiful gray eyes shone brightly unlike they did when he had died.

"But how could this happen. I don't understand." Sirius said.

"Well you died and somebody must have brought you back to life. The only question is who brought you back." Dumbledore said wisely. They continued there conversation and Dumbledore explained how he died and the very complex potion that must have been used to bring him back.

"A very bright witch or wizard must have brought me back then." Sirius said.

"Yes, the brightest of this age." Sirius's mind immediately went back to Hermione, and the day she helped in escape.

"You truly are the brightest witch of your age."

Sirius knew it was her. ' Who else could it be? But why would she do that. Sure we were friends and we both loved Harry but why would she have gone through all that trouble. Maybe Harry was depressed and she loved him so much that she brought me back. She loves Harry more than I thought.' Sirius convinced himself that she brought him back for Harry.

"Now Sirius I need your help." Dumbledore said after a few minutes.

"What do you need?"

"Well our Potions teacher just quit, so now we don't have anyone to teach. Would you like to be a teacher?

"I'm a convict. I can't be a teacher."

"Actually you were cleared of all charges a year after you died. Harry didn't want you to have a bad name so he didn't rest until your name was cleared." Sirius nodded. He could be a teacher if he wanted. He could spend all the tome he wanted with his godson, he could spend all the time he wanted with the bright witch that had brought him back to life.

"Sure I'll teach."Sirius said happily.

It was now the day for Hermione to return to Hogwarts and she was frantic. She was going to get to see her best friends today. This day couldn't get any better. But boy was she wrong. Arriving at the castle after a wonderful reunion with Harry, Ron and Ginny, Harry and Hermione walked into the school together with there arms linked. Hermione was smiling and laughing, and surprisingly she was doing a wonderful job of making Harry feel better. For he was laughing too. They looked like a couple. Hermione was happy that Sirius had taught her and Harry how to apperate illegally before he died, because they were the only students in castle. Still walking arm and arm they walked in the great hall.

Hermione immediately noticed the young man standing a few feet away. The man was staring at them. Hermione looked at his hair and the shape of his body.

"Sirius." Hermione said quietly. The man looked into her eyes. Though he was younger Hermione immediately knew who it was. She quickly ran up to him. Hermione jumped on Sirius putting her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. She hugged him tightly.

"I've missed you so much." Hermione whispered in his ear.

Well did you like it? I really hope you did. I think next chapter will explain a lot more. So just please review.