Operation: Rescue Padfoot!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters, I own nothing of that franchise, because you know, if I did, certain things that happened in Order of the Phoenix would never have occurred…SIRIUS!!!

A/N: Okay, so, I love Sirius, he's my freaking favorite character in the entire series, followed closely by Remus and Tonks, but those are other stories. And, since I see myself as Hermione, I love to hook up Hermione and Sirius all the time no matter how creepy and sick my other Harry Potter loving friends think it is because he's like 20 years older than her. And I do like a time turner fic on occasion, but I find it kind of weird if you think that age can stop true love and she has to go back in time until they're the same age to have a serious relationship. Oh, and don't expect anything too too steamy, I don't write that. But I do hope you enjoy, and if you review, I'll give you a…ummm…how about a chew toy?

It had been three years since Sirius Black had fallen through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. Everyone told Hermione Granger that he was dead, but she could not believe that the man she had been in love with since her fourth year was lost to her forever, and so she devised a plan. She would sneak into the Ministry of Magic and pull Sirius out of wherever he was trapped, or join him forever…

"Are you crazy Hermione?! Are you seriously telling us that you want Harry, Lupin and I to go with you on some hair-brained scheme to try and save Sirius from the Department of Mysteries?!" Ron exclaimed.

"Ron! Keep it down! I don't want everyone to hear. Anyway, it's not a hair-brained scheme, it will work, I know it!"

"Have you even asked Lupin if he'll help yet?"

"No, that's why I asked you to bring some Floo Powder. He's at Grimmauld Place. Now give it to me!"

Ron handed Hermione the jar of Floo Powder and sat back down. Hermione moved over to the fireplace of the Weasley household and threw some powder on the flames, which immediately turned and emerald green.

"Number 12 Grimmauld Place!" she shouted, thrusting her head into the fire. As she looked around, Hermione once again saw the kitchen of Sirius's home. "Remus! Are you there?" she called.

Before too long, she heard footsteps, and the next second, Remus Lupin appeared in front of the fireplace.

"Hermione? What's going on?"

"We need your help Remus. I came up with a plan to save Sirius."

Lupin's face took on a look of pain. "Hermione, Sirius is gone, we can't get him back."

"You're wrong," she whispered, "we can get him out of there, but someone has to go in after him."

"Who are you going to get to go in after him?"

"I will. I came up with the idea, so I'll be the one to save him."

"Hermione, you can't! It's too dangerous."

Hermione paused. "Fine, you're absolutely right. Good-bye Professor," she said the last word with a slight hint of sarcasm. With that, Hermione pulled her head out of the fire. She then looked back at Harry and Ron, biting back tears.

"Well, is he going to help?" Ron asked.

"No, he says that Sirius is gone, he's already given up hope."

"He's right you know, just give it up Hermione."

"Fine, it was just a stupid idea. What right do I have to hold on to a little hope? I'm going to turn in. Goodnight boys."

Hermione stood up and ascended the stairs to the room that she shared with Ginny. She walked over to the window and stretched out on the couch that was there. She looked up at the endless sky and hunted down Sirius, the Dog Star. She reached up and felt the glass that separated the night air from her skin. A tear slowly slid down her face, as she thought of him trapped, unable to come back to her, not that he had ever known how she felt, it was too embarrassing. But with what had happened to her recently, who she'd lost… She shook her head, trying to shove the thought that would cripple her out of her mind. Instead, she focused on her present problem, getting him back.

"I will save you Sirius, I promise. I'll save you, even if I have to do it on my own. Get ready Padfoot, I'm bringing you home…"

Hermione had waited until it had been long since she had heard the last set of footfalls retreat upstairs, signaling the all clear. Then she crept out of her room, down the stairs and headed for the door.

"Where do you think you're going young lady?"

"Do you want to worry us to death?"

Hermione grinned and turned around only to see Fred and George Weasley sitting at the table and staring at her.

"Hi guys!" she said, trying to act innocent.

"Where were you running off to at such a late hour?" Fred asked.

"The Ministry of Magic," she replied, she never had been able to lie to those two.

"The Ministry of Magic? Whatever for?"

"Oh, not too much, just sneaking down into the Department of Mysteries and save Sirius, do you want to come with me?"

Fred and George looked at each other. "Do you really think…"

"That we would find enjoyment…"

"In participating in illegal activities?" George finished, barely sustaining a shocked look on his face.

"Yes," Hermione replied, grinning.

"Well, you're absolutely right. What do we need?"

"How about some of those shielded cloaks, gloves, some Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder and some form of enchanted rope that won't break no matter what."

"Fred, go get the goods. Luckily," George said as Fred ran upstairs, "we just developed Unbreakable Rope. Now, explain to me exactly what we are going to be doing."

"Well, once we've gotten into the room where Sirius fell through the veil, all of us will don the shielded clothes. Then, I will tie the rope around my waist. You two," Hermione nodded at George and Fred, who was just rejoining them with the supplies, "will hold on to the rope as I jump in and get Sirius out."

"Are you sure this is going to work?"

"Yeah, we don't want to be blamed for your death."

"Don't worry, this is going to work."

"Okay then, let's do it!"

"So you guys are just going to take my word that this is going to work? You don't think I'm crazy?"

"Oh, you're beyond crazy, but when a girl wants something, she'll do anything to get it," Fred said.

"I'll take that as a compliment. Let's go then!"

All three of them walked outside and, once they were far enough away from the Burrow they disappeared with a resounding pop.