Hermione, Meet Sirius
Dark brown waves flowed down her back, as she looked out a the dark ocean waves. Chocolate orbs scanned the deck, as she looked out to the sunset, counting her sickles and pounds.
Hermione Granger, a fifteen year old girl, watcher for the merchant ship, The Fire, and most importantly, she held the secret of her past. Hermione's past was dark, and full of crime, pain and death, yet she still kept going. How? You might ask, but she just faced the problem head on, and then ran off into a dark corner to sulk.
Her chocolate eyes were had a touch of black eyeliner, a full, plump lips to match. Her dark brown hair was as long as her waist, with a touch of curl at the end, and even though she never would brush it, it always made itself perfect. To top it all off, she had a great tan and the body of a goddess. Her stomach was flat and toned, plentiful chest, and incredible muscle for someone at a 5'8 height.
Hermione walked across the deck, on her way to the ship's game of cards, when the boat gave a sudden shake. She grasped onto the wall for support, before walking on again. Her hand twitched, as she felt that she might need her daggers soon, yet she remained perfectly calm, and walked with ease across the shaking hall.
"Hey, pet." A gruff voice said, before a large man walked out of the room next to her, before smiling down at her with ease, yet strictness...
"Hey, Moody." She smirked, knowing that he hated her nickname for him.
"Told you to call me Alastor"He said, eyes growing irritated.
"And I told you not to call me pet." She smirked, before brushing past him towards the back room.
"Hey, pet." A low voice said seductivily.
"Knock it off Ron." She said tiredly, before walking towards the table in the room.
"Might want to watch yourself, pet. Never know when some guy is going to try to tap that." Ron smirked, before Hermione smacked him on the head.
"First, don't call me pet. And second, no guy would try to tap this." She said, gesturing to her pilgrim shirt and boots. (Imagine Jack Sparrow's clothes without the jacket)
The twenty-three year old smirked, before telling her that cards was cancelled tonight. Hermione sighed, before walking out of the room, and walking through the corridor.
When, all of a sudden, a large knock shook her off her feet.
"Damn water..." She muttered, before getting back up. As soon as she reached the exit of the corridor, she immediately heard the word she hated.
"PIRATES!"
Sirius Black sat upon the railing, his grey eyes twinkling with happiness of finding a new ship to raid. His raven hair fell down to his forehead, giving him a mysterious, yet alluring look, while his grey-black eyes were filled with mischief and cheerfullness.
"Hey, Padfoot!" James Potter yelled, his spiked hair moving gently in the wind, brown eyes swirled with happiness.
"What, Prongs?"Sirius hollered back, still filled with glee.
"We found out that Harry's friend Ron is on the ship!" James reported happily, his boyish features set out by his happiness.
"Cool! So we aren't going to kill the crew then?" "Nope." James yelled back to Sirius, before turning to his son, Harry.
"Harry, soon you'll see Ron again!" James smirked, before Harry smirked right back.
"Sweet, I miss that git."James threw back his head and laughed, before he heard a frantic cry of 'Pirates!' from the ship. Sirius smirked at the other crew's fear, before hopping onto their ship.
Hermione stood at the door, growling at the chance to fight pirates. She smirked as she remembered the last time she faced a pirate. She had been thirteen years old, and a man had snuck into her hotel room, giving her a nasty scar straight down her back, but she didn't want to remember that night...
She watched through the door as she saw a tall man leap from the other ship to theirs, suprised that a man that big could have made the jump, but then again, if she could make it since she was twelve, anything's possible.
She snuck out the door, trying to decide the perfect moment to intervene in both the crews fighting, when she suddenly heard a cry of 'HARRY' and 'RON'. She turned her head to see Ron shake hands with one of the pirates, before she had to dodge a dart that was badly aimed.
Hermione stalked out behind the barrels on deck, before pulling her long hair into her cap, and pulling out a sword. Her shaggy bangs sat in front of her eyes, making a curtain so she could see others, but they couldn't see that she was a girl. She snuck up behind the man that had made the jump, before they both met swords.
"Ain't you a bit young, mate?" The man smirked at her, before she bit back.
"Ain't you a bit old, mate?" And as he growled at her, she smirked and their swords clashed. They kept fighting for what seemed like forever, before her hand slipped and her sword fell. He took advantage of this moment, and shoved her into the wall, effectively pinning her to the hard wood.
"Now let's see what those bangs are hiding..." He said, trying to move her bangs from her eyes, before he was pulled off by Ron.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" He yelled at him, before he looked at Hermione, "You okay, pet?" He said gently, moving his hand towards her, before she smacked his hand.
"I'm fine Ron. Relax. We have some unfinished business!" She yelled the last part, before Ron stepped in between.
"NO!" He yelled, before turning to Sirius, "You don't want to fight her, she's vicious!" He whispered the last part, before Sirius' mouth dropped.
"WHAT?! I was fighting a girl?!" He yelled, before looking at Hermione. "No way." He whispered, before Ron pulled off her cap and moved her bangs.
"Shut up Ron. I'm fine. Now if you excuse me, I want to finish this." She said impatiently, before she relialized what Ron had done. She suddenly turned on Ron, before yelling, "Why are you helping a pirate! They kill and kill and have no reserve for life!! What's wrong with you?!" She pulled out a dagger from her chest wrap, before Sirius grabbed her around the waist.
"Don't hurt the poor guy, pet. He's an old friend." Sirius whispered huskily into her ear, before Hermione muttered,
"Don't call me pet." And crossed her arms childishly. Sirius tilted his head back and laughed, before Hermione turned around quickly and had him against the wall, pinned just like he had her.
"Don't laugh at me." She glared, before Sirius' eyes flickered, partly in fear, and partly in lust.
"Chill, babe." He said, trying to move her arm, but found that he couldn't move. "What the devil..." He muttered, looking at his body before realizing that Hermione had put about ten daggers into his clothing, effectively stopping any movement besides his head.
"What were you going to do?" She smirked, before being pried off him by Harry, Ron and two other pirates.
"Harry?!" She whispered, utterly confused.
"Um... yes?" Harry said, not remembering who she was.
"It's me, Hermione." She said, smirking at his shock.
"OH MY GOD! Hermione, the girl who always dressed in men's clothes?! Hermione the tomboy has become a BABE!" Harry yelled, grabbing Hermione, giving her a HUGE bear hug.
"You know her?!" Sirius yelled, still trying to free himself.
"You know him?!" Hermione yelled at the same time, confused on how he could know Sirius.
"Uh... yeah. Hermione, this is Sirius, my godfather, and first mate of the Marauder. Sirius, this is my other best mate Hermione, and I haven't seen her for five years!" Harry said happily, before realizing that Sirius was still stuck to the wall.
"Um... Hermione?" "Yeah Harry?" She said, brushing her dark locks behind her ear.
"How did you get him into this?!" Harry burst out, before Hermione laughed.
"Here." She said, prying the daggers out of the wood, freeing Sirius from the wall.
"I remember you! You're that little girl that Harry and Ron used to play with! Harry talks about you ALL the time." Sirius smirked, before tossing her over his shoulder and smacking her bum. "That's for the old remark." He smirked at Ron and Harry's laughter, before Hermione smacked his bum.
"And that's for thinking I was a guy." She smirked, before Sirius started running towards his ship.
"C'mon kids. Everyone misses you dearly." Sirius said, laughing at Hermione's cries of protest.
Teaser:
Hermione walked across the deck, glaring at all of the men whistling at her, before she walked into Sirius' bedchamber.
"WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!" She shouted, dragging Sirius out of bed, before she tackled him to the ground. Hermione strattled Sirius, before she was flipped over by Sirius.
"I don't know what you're talking about, babe." Sirius whispered huskily into her ear, before Hermione growled and rolled on top again.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about." She growled, before realizing that she was strattling a half-naked, smirking man, with an open peasant blouse (showing her chest wrap) and boy's pants.
"I knew you'd like it on top." Sirius smirked, before he rolled back on top. "But I like it better, babe." He said, mischeiviously, before Hermione flipped the positions.
"I want my clothes back, Black." She said angrily, before the door opened and a man with blonde-grey hair walked in.
"Sirius, who's the girl?" He said cautiously, before Sirius took advantage of Hermione's shocked state and pinned her hands above her head.
"Thanks for the help, Moony." He smirked, as she let out a few 'colorful' words.
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