Chapter 2: Sirius
Thanks to the wonderful and amazing HarryPotterFanFictionWriter for this beta update!
O_O...Half a year later...
Snow fell wondrously as Hermione bounced up and down anxiously from across the street of number 13 Grimmauld Place. She glanced up at Dumbledore who was holding her hand and he smiled at her excited expression.
"Ah, the joys of Christmas holidays! I daresay I do find myself anxious for a visit from Santa Claus and often stay up on Christmas Eve to catch a glance of him coming down my chimney but alas! he has proved to be most elusive!" He said as they made their way across the street.
"That's silly Professor!"
"Silly though it may be Miss. Black, I have yet to miss a Christmas!"
Hermione laughed pleasantly just as the door opened before them with a tired looking Marius standing on the threshold with a smile. Hermione squealed and launched herself at the man who laughed and lifted her off her feet with the force of his hug.
"Uncle Marius!" Hermione cried happily into his neck as he patted her unruly brown hair from his face. For a second Marius met Dumbledore's eyes and there was no friendliness to his gaze but that shifted quickly when Hermione pushed back and gazed at his face with a smile. "I have missed you!"
"I have as well, princess! More than words can express..." he said as Hermione once again hugged him tight before Marius set her down on her feet. Hermione immediately latched onto Marius's hand and practically dragged him over to the sitting room, rambling nonstop as she went.
"Uncle Marius, you did put the Christmas tree up this year right? And the angel? Did you put the angel on; you know how much a love that angel! She sparkles and sings Christmas carols!"
"Yes, I know Hermione, but I wouldn't dream of putting on the angel without you." Marius said as Hermione jumped up and down.
"Oh, thank you, Uncle! Thank you! I can't wait to put it on and watch it sing-oh my! You really made it pretty in here uncle! It's snowing! It's snowing indoors!" Hermione cried excitedly as they came to the room with the tree perched in the corner of the room all lit up and snow fell majestically from the ceiling. Hermione's brown eyes seemed to glow with excitement and wonder as she jumped up and tried to touch it. Marius laughed at the girl who he has grown to love like his own. So much so that he actually decorated his tiny place in Grimmauld so that he may see the look of happiness on her face.
"I'm glad you like it." Marius said smiling, his voice mixed with pleasure and sadness as he watched the girl running around the room. He felt Dumbledore come up from behind him and tensed automatically. He glared at the other man came standing beside him with resentment and anger brewing in his stormy grey eyes.
"I know what you must think of me Marius and I do not blame you for it." Dumbledore said in low tones as he watched Hermione buzzing around. Marius's glare intensified as he struggled not to scream in outrage.
"And do you really think that I care for your permission! You deserve it; you deserve the resentment from not only me but from her too! You've stripped her of a childhood, secluded her and kept her like a damn collector's item just to use her for your own means!" Marius hissed harshly at him. Dumbledore sighed tiredly and opened his mouth to speak but Marius cut him off.
"Don't you dare feed me some ridiculous line about the greater good pish-posh-" Marius started before he was distracted by the sound of Hermione's gasp. Immediately his head turned to her with worry but it was all for not when he saw that she was hugging his house elf Jiffy.
"Oh, Jiffy! You look smashing!" Hermione cried with her arms around the smiling elf.
"Why thank you mistress! Jiffy knew mistress was coming back home for the holidays so Jiffy wanted to please mistress with a festive garland..." the house elf said brightly when Hermione released her. Hermione giggled madly at the wreath around Jiffy's neck before fetching one for herself, putting it around her own and posing.
"There! Now we're matching!" Hermione said as Jiffy exclaimed jovially, "Jiffy is so honored to be like mistress!"
Marius chuckled and barely noticed when Dumbledore did the same but when he did he immediately stopped, not about to have a laugh with the man he held such tumultuous feelings for. Dumbledore continued to laugh as he watched her and when he was done he sighed and turned back to Marius, an all-knowing look in his eyes.
"I want that girl's laughter just as you do Marius, I can assure you. I want it for all my students even when it might seem otherwise. I realize now, however, that I have made a miscalculation. I should have been more giving to you and I'm sorry that I haven't but Hermione is a remarkable young witch who has so eloquently set me right. I will not keep you two apart any longer. Except, of course, for when the time of her departure to Hogwarts comes." Dumbledore stated as Marius reeled at the sudden news.
"Then, that means that you're-" Marius said, struggling for words as Dumbledore just simply nodded.
"Yes, it means exactly what you think Marius. I am letting Hermione attend Hogwarts as a student. She's made it evident that she will simply not put up with my 'overbearing ways' and I must admit there is little doubt that I can do anything to stop her from attending at this point."
"But...what about the other students?! What about her power?!" Marius exclaimed as an expression passed over Dumbledore's face that he just couldn't place. At Dumbledore's silence, Marius felt his temper rising. "So what? You take from me for four years! Four years, Albus, just to tell me that it was all for naught! You said you would protect her!"
"And I will Marius! However, I am not privy to driving Hermione into a corner! I have trained her to block her mind, I have given her all the necessary training she will need and she knows the risks and how she must act as to not draw suspicions. The rest is up to her and I plan to trust her as she has trusted you and me." Dumbledore retorted as Marius just blinked at him stunned and Hermione finally quieted down and faced them with a surprisingly aware and mature face. Marius just watched in shocked silence as she flashed him a sad sort of smile but continued to play with the elf. For a long minute he just stayed staring at her before he swallowed thickly and returned his gaze to Albus.
"Alright Dumbledore...alright." was his tired reply knowing, just as he did almost five years ago, that there was so much more going on, so much beyond his control. Sad eyes peered at the girl again who was laughing at something the house elf had said.
"There is one more thing I need to tell you Marius about what we are going to do with Hermione's mind...
...O_O... A week later
The sky above was a pure white color and Hermione watched it as she made snow angels on the ground in the miniature backyard of Grimmauld; her thoughts were far away until a loud bang sounded from next door.
Curious, Hermione sat up from her spot and listened to hear any more noise. She nearly screamed when two hands suddenly appeared, gripping the top of the tall, large brown fence that veiled the entire property. She watched in fascination as a boy climbed harrowingly over, a feat far easier said than done, and then floated down to the ground.
Hermione's eyes opened wide as she saw him touch down with barely a sound before he was racing across the yard and over to the other side of the fence without even realizing she was there.
How was that possible?
So stunned was she that she merely just watched him as he again climbed the fence before vaulting over. As soon as his head disappeared, however, Hermione snapped back and sprang into action, picking herself up from the ground and running to climb the fence. Just as she reached the top, unfortunately, she saw his black head of hair disappearing over the fence on the other side.
Hermione felt a well of panic that she would lose him and so she scrambled down the other side and sprinted with all her might over to the other fence climbing it with haste and cutting her knees without a care. She had just managed to get to the top before seeing the boy wiggle through a wired fence at the back of the yard.
Wide-eyed and breathless but filled with a thrill she never felt before, Hermione jumped down from the fence, not pausing at the sharp pains in her foot she felt upon impact, and sprinted to the hole at the bottom of the fence, wiggling herself through and getting her hair caught in the treacherous wire.
Hermione groaned and fussed with her hair before yanking it in frustration leaving some of it behind before launching herself up from the ground. She looked all around her at the vast hills and her heart plummeted when she did not see the boy. She continued up the nearest hill anyway and actually squealed with delight when she saw the boy running, no sprinting, across the field and into the wide span of trees in the distance.
Excited, Hermione sprinted immediately after him, her hair whipping around her with a chilling wind.
"Wait!" She screamed as she ran, waving her arms like mad in hopes to catch the boys' attention. The boy did not wait in the least but continued at breakneck speeds to the trees. Hermione, gasping, did not pause when she came to the trees but continued to go full speed ahead following the tiny trail in the woods. She continued through the harrowing path, stumbling as she went but holding fast with determination.
A flash of grey was all the warning Hermione had before she face-planted to the ground. It was a harsh fall that filled her mouth with dirt and kicked her legs up behind her with the force. Hermione was momentarily stunned and stayed down there for a whole minute not even registering the barking laughter of the boy. When she did, Hermione rolled over onto her back and glared up at him, spitting out the dirt daintily and trying to salvage her bruised pride as she stood and wiped the snow and dirt off of her. The boy just continued to laugh, bowled over gripping his sides and Hermione felt her ire increase as she watched him.
"Was that really that funny? Tripping a girl like that? Really groovy!" She said sarcastically with frustration as she kicked snow at the boy, realizing too late that he wasn't covered with a coat. "Oh! I'm sorry!" Hermione apologized reflexively making the boy shoot her an odd look. "Where is your coat?" Hermione cried as the boy straightened to his full height. He didn't answer, instead just eyed her contemplatively through his dark thick hair with his head slightly tilted.
"Why were you following me?" the boy demanded, narrowing his grey eyes. Hermione frowned not liking his tone one bit. He was snooty and mean for tripping her.
"I'm not gonna answer you if you're not gonna answer me!" Hermione humphed stubbornly. A look of amusement passed on the boy's face as he came towards her making Hermione eye him warily. With no regard to personal space, the boy stepped right up to her and smiled down at her with a wide grin
"My name is Sirius." he said happily. Hermione just frowned at him with even more uncertainty and took a deliberate step back. Was this kid possibly mad?
"I'm Hermione." she responded slowly in a cautious manner that turned shocked when he just took another step into her space. Sirius wrinkled his nose at her and Hermione took another step back, to which he matched with one of his own.
"I don't like that, not at all. It's too long. I'm calling you Buttons!" he announced as Hermione balked at him and nearly tripped as she walked backward.
"Wait, what? No! I'm not Buttons, I'm Hermione! Her-My-Oh-Nee! Hermione! I hate nicknames!" Hermione ordered smartly as Sirius just shrugged and continued his pursuit.
"Hey, Buttons! Are you a muggle?" He asked as Hermione glared at him.
"Muggle? What is a muggle? And don't call me Buttons!" she asked, yelling the last part more like an afterthought. This made the boy smile brightly at her, displaying a remarkable set of pearly white teeth with slightly larger canines. Hermione took a moment to appreciate his good teeth; it was something she always noticed. "Why are you smiling?"
"Excellent! So my dear Buttons is a muggle! Where do you live?" he asked with an eager drawl, completely ignoring her questions.
"Around..." She responded vaguely, crossing her arms. "I just moved back here and wait- why do I have to answer all your questions but you haven't answered a single one of mine?" She exclaimed finally stopping when he wouldn't seem to step away from her personal space. Sirius just smirked.
"Where did you move from?"
"Scotland." Hermione answered automatically before groaning with displeasure. Sirius laughed a barking laugh that made Hermione's ire rise.
"Hey! Don't laugh!" Hermione cried but it fell on deaf ears and Hermione stomped her foot in frustration.
"I like you Buttons-"
"Well, I don't like you!" She cried but he just continued on as if not interrupted.
"You're my first muggle friend!" he said happily, swooping down quickly to kiss her cheek unexpectedly. Hermione froze like a deer in the headlights for a minute as she raised her hand to touch her cheek but Sirius continued to prattle on as if nothing happened.
"Do you actually have one of those...what are they called... Oh! TVs?!" Sirius asked as Hermione just gazed at him stunned.
"What is the matter with you?" she cried with her hand still to her cheek as Sirius smiled innocently.
"Nothing's the matter with me. Is something the matter with you?" he asked seriously as Hermione just frowned.
"You are very ill-mannered. It's like you're completely not listening to me!" Hermione stated crossing her arms and putting her nose into the air. Sirius laughed at her again before throwing an arm heavily over her shoulders and pulling her to him. Hermione just gazed with disbelief at the offending arm as he directed them further into the trees.
"Hey! Where are we going?" She asked which again Sirius ignored.
"Hey Buttons, do you believe in ghosts?" he asked completely out of left field which made Hermione so shocked she answered immediately.
"No."
"Well, they're real! I promise you buttons! Muggles like you can't see them but ghosts are there and I'm going to take you to one." Sirius said as they continued onwards to which Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ghosts aren't really real. Most people only think that they see ghosts but many times we just think that something is there when it's really not since light reflecting off the surfaces of-"
"Wow Buttons, you talk a lot!" Sirius stated as he focused on the trail. Hermione just stared at him with her mouth agape for his rudeness.
"But you've been asking all the ques-"
"I see ghosts all the time, you know! It's really quite odd to think that you can't see them. I guess you're kind of lucky since ghosts are right annoying anyway... not as annoying as my mother though! Hey, if I showed you a ghost would you be scared Buttons?" he asked but angered, Hermione refused to answer him. Sirius didn't seem to care anyway as he continued to ramble as they neared an old barely standing cabin made out of rotten wood and straw. Hermione eyed it with apprehension, interrupting Sirius.
"You aren't planning to take me in there are you?" Hermione asked, uncrossing her arms and pointing to the cabin before them. Sirius smirked again.
"Right-o Buttons! We're going into there!" Sirius said as Hermione shook her head.
"No I am not! Are you mad? That place is about to fall down-"
"Oh don't be a scaredy-cat! It's alright! It's just a bit worn down since no one has taken care of it once Sir Williams died but-"
"No! I am not going in there! That is not a 'bit worn down! It's falling apart! Look at the roof!" Hermione cried pointing to the fallen roof imploringly.
"It's fine!" Sirius said practically shoving Hermione inside, making Hermione stumble slightly on the old wood floors as Sirius came in right behind her.
"Easy there! Oi, Williams!" Sirius started to yell making Hermione look up sharply at him as his grey eyes searched all around the place, flashing her a confident smile as he continued to call for this 'Williams' character.
"You're mad!" Hermione cried as Sirius smiled over his shoulder at her and walked over to the old handmade stool next to an old incredibly small table with an old-fashioned goblet.
"No, I'm Sirius." he said laughing at the double entendre. Hermione shook her head, unimpressed. However, she made no move to leave and followed Sirius as he walked into the small room that had an old straw hay bed in the corner. It was pretty fascinating even without the so-called ghost.
"This must have been somebody's home." Hermione whispered for some reason, picking up a ladle as Sirius nodded still smiling.
"Yeah, it was Williams's, our family's old groundskeeper, place but he died in 1777. Real unlucky chap, he was... See, I found this place a while ago and Williams was hanging around here, said he lost his life because he broke his neck in a bad fall. Real unlucky bloke that one; he had planned to get married the next month but his fiancé didn't know why he never turned up on the wedding date and so he's been haunting the place ever since..." Sirius shook his head at the misfortune.
"You're being serious, aren't you?! You really think you can talk to ghosts!" Hermione said as Sirius smirked again and too late Hermione realized her mistake and she groaned and hit her forehead as he laughed.
"I'm always Sirius, Buttons!" He said with amusement just before a low howl sounded. Hermione and Sirius both jumped, Sirius almost smashing into the table behind him as their eyes swiveled to the black streak of fur that shot like a rocket across the floor and over to a darkened corner.
Wide-eyed the pair watched the quivering mass of raven colored hair before Sirius stepped closer to it.
"No! Wait!" Hermione said moving over to him quickly but Sirius was already turning around, a tiny black puppy with startling electric blue eyes shivering in a bundle in his arms. Hermione's heart broke at the sight of the poor animal obviously malnourished and dirty. Sirius was making calming cooing sounds and stroking the frightened animal that couldn't help but snuggle into Sirius's warmth.
Hermione's brown eyes meet surprisingly sympathetic grey.
"What should we do?" Hermione asked as Sirius turned sad.
"Can you take him in?" he asked and Hermione bit her lip, wondering and remembering for the first time her Uncle who was probably beside himself with worry. Hermione squashed the feeling of panic that rose through her at remembering to contemplate the dog's fate.
"I don't know." Hermione answered honestly as Sirius nodded.
"Well, I'm pretty sure my parents would kill her and then give her to the house elf to cook for dinner so I'm definitely out unless I sneak her into my room and manage to hide her." Sirius said as Hermione bit her lip and looked down at the tiny puppy. Her heart melted as those wide, scared and beautiful eyes, much like the eyes of the boy holding her.
"I'll take her." Hermione decided. Sirius smiled down at her and laughed.
"Yep, I knew we'd be great friends Button!" Sirius said for some reason as he chuckled. Hermione just rolled her eyes at the strange boy and smiled, reaching out her own hand to pet the pup.
"What should her name be?" Hermione asked as Sirius sat down on the floor with Hermione following suit, using her scarf to wrap the pup in some warmth.
"Shadow?"
"Absolutely not! Stella!"
"That's too girly! Raven."
"She's not a bird! What about Josie?"
"That's a horrid name, Buttons, really! Josie-" he shuddered and Hermione felt her ire rise again, killing the strange friendliness that developed with the dog's appearance.
Ten minutes later...
"Alright! I give up! You're impossible!" Hermione cried throwing up her hands in frustration.
"Well, it's not my fault you have ghastly taste in names!" Sirius said as Hermione just huffed.
"No better than yours...I mean Priscilla, really...that's a riot."
"Then fine! I give up too!"
"Fine, then she just won't have a name! We'll just call her nameless or dog!"
"No, no dogs gotta have a name." Sirius rebuked. Hermione gaped at him. "I wasn't being serious!" He smirked but Hermione, already knowing what was coming, shot to him to slap her hand over his mouth before he could say a word. "Not another one of your stupid jokes!" Sirius just gazed up at her with laughing eyes before he licked the palm of her hand. Hermione snatched her hand away with a grimace of disgust.
"You're abominable." Sirius just smiled at her cheekily.
"I don't know what that means." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I'm not surprised."
Her attention was brought back to the problem at hand when the puppy licked her face. Hermione gazed into her eyes, stroking her fur with a smile. They were such a pretty color, much like Sirius's. "How about Blue." She mulled thoughtfully. Sirius frowned.
"Why would we call her that? Her fur is black, not blue"
"Oh my goodness, it's obviously because of her eyes!"
"I don't think names should be colors." He argued stubbornly.
"And why not? I think its nice."
"Because it reminds me of my own name!" Hermione frowned.
"But, your name is Sirius."
"And my last name is Black," He responded, bitterness in the lines of his face and voice. "Oh," she responded lamely, eyes drifting to the floor.
"I guess I can make an exception just this once." Sirius said impertinently, sending her a little smirk. Hermione smiled.
And so the dog was dubbed Blue after much argument. Sirius followed Hermione all the way back to the fences but Hermione instead of jumping through all those fences opted to walk all away around the entire lot to the front and then down the sidewalk till she got to the front door of Grimmauld place.
At first, Marius was beside himself with anger and then after he had ranted and screamed, he grabbed hold of and hugged her tight making Blue yelp between them. Hermione thought she could see tears in his eyes but never got a chance to see for sure because Marius had quickly turned away and shuffled out of the room.
Hermione was able to keep Blue, however, she was not able to see Sirius again until a little over a week later when it was officially 1971. She had told Uncle Marius -when it was safe to mention the incident- all about the strange boy named Sirius Black who was a jerk but whom she wanted to see again. She told her Uncle all the horrible things his family did and watched his face turn pale. The very next day she was visited by the man Dumbledore who asked her a lot of weird questions like if she was seeing anything lately, or if anything weird or strange had happened to her as he stood behind her and did something out of her line of sight. Hermione always felt strangely muddled afterwards and so she really started to hate when Dumbledore would come over.
Besides, nothing strange happened to her anyway. Only Sirius. She told Dumbledore that even though Sirius was seriously annoying she wanted to see him again and Dumbledore had sighed and said alright and gave her Uncle the okay, though she had no idea why it had to be run by him anyway. The next day, Marius did not tell her she couldn't leave the house when she asked to go outside and so she left.
She wasn't sure if Sirius would be there but she waited with Blue by the forest anyway and soon after Sirius had come. He had been curt with her at first, not nearly as talkative as before and played with Blue a lot. Hermione, in boredom and frustration, had laid down on the cold snowing ground and then rolled herself down the hillside. It was fun and got Sirius's attention.
Soon, after many rolls down the hill, Sirius was back to being his talkative annoying self and Hermione was relieved. They hung out almost every day afterward and then the next thing Hermione knew she was actually friends with the prat...
...O_O...
"Hey, Buttons..." Sirius's voice called, interrupting the comfortable silence between the two as they lay on their backs looking up at the clouds far above them. Sirius was lying with his feet north and his head south and Hermione was lying with her head right next to his but the opposite way, Blue was sleeping peacefully on Sirius's chest after tiring herself out playing. They had been silent for a while after Blue had fallen asleep, each indulging in their own thoughts. At the sound of his voice, Hermione 'hmmed' a response to signify she was listening but when Sirius turned his head to face her, Hermione did the same and was caught by surprise at how close they were, their noses practically touching as they faced each other. Sirius's eyes went wide and he quickly turned his head and Hermione missed the cute blush that formed on his cheeks.
"Err, yeah Sirius?" Hermione said with her heart strangely pounding. She hadn't realized it till then but Sirius had some really stunning eyes.
"Err..." Sirius started and then paused; Hermione sighed and faced him again, eyeing his graceful profile and the light color his eyes turned from the side. She watched suddenly really curious at what he had to say as Sirius's face scrunched with frustration and he raised his hands that had been stroking Blue to run them through his shiny black hair.
"What's wrong Sirius?" Hermione asked with genuine concern as Sirius gave her a sidelong glance.
"Do you think...is there any way...you're not...err..." Sirius trailed off and Hermione couldn't help but giggle at him as he couldn't help but smile at her giggle.
"Just spit it out!" Hermione said smiling as Sirius sighed and then faced her again without a care to the close distance. Hermione tried to tell herself she didn't care either but her heart was pounding strangely in her chest.
"Do you think I could give you some of my magic?" Sirius asked seriously as Hermione's eyes widened.
"Wha-" Hermione started shocked but Sirius interrupted her, raising himself onto one arm as he looked down at her with an uncharacteristically unsure face, waking up Blue rather rudely.
"I don't want to leave you behind." he continued.
"Sirius-"
"I want to give you some of my magic and then maybe you can come to Hogwarts with me! I don't know how to do it but even if I have to use dark magic I'll do it! I'm sure that there's some sort of spell, I'll just have to go looking through the library at home but I'm sure! And anyway, If I find a spell and give you some magic than you can come to Hogwarts with me! Wouldn't that be great? The two of us doing magic far away from here-"
"Sirius," Hermione interrupted firmly as she too sat up and stared at Sirius. "You're mad."
"Am I?" Sirius asked and Hermione paused but nodded shortly afterward.
"Yes, you are. Giving me your magic by using dark magic? It's not proper Sirius. Besides, it's not like I'll never see you again once you leave-"
"But you're my best friend! I don't want to go to Hogwarts without you!" Sirius said and Hermione smiled.
"I don't want you to leave either!" Hermione said honestly making Sirius smile that brilliant grin that Hermione loved.
"So, that's why I need to find a spell or a potion or something so you can come to Hogwarts with me..."
"But Sirius, I'm not magical...I wouldn't belong there..." Hermione said making Sirius grow frustrated.
"But you would be magical! I would make you and then that would automatically make you belong there!"
"It can't be done, Sirius." Hermione said sadly as Sirius leaped suddenly to his feet, his grey eyes flashing.
"Why can't it happen? I thought you wanted to come to Hogwarts with me?!"
"I do but you know it won't happen! I'm a muggle! I can't do magic!"
"You know what- I don't think you really mean it! I don't think you want to do magic and go to Hogwarts with me-"
"Don't be silly-"
"No! I can see it in your face, Hermione! You've never liked it when I do magic and you always get this scared look on your face..."
"Well, maybe I don't!" Hermione belted out, rising to her feet, feeling overwhelmed and flighty. "Maybe I don't like magic." Sirius froze, his grey eyes unreadable as Hermione immediately snapped her mouth shut. A tense moment passed as Sirius watched her and she watched him.
"Why?" Sirius asked as he climbed to his feet. Hermione looked away, wrapping her arms around her stomach that churned sickeningly. How could she explain that even just the mention of magic made her feel wretched, sick, afraid? She had no logical explanation for it, just these emotions that overwhelmed her.
She knew that she had to say something. Might as well be honest.
"I don't know why! I just get this really horrible feeling whenever you do it; like I'm gonna be sick and I feel really scared and I just don't like it!"
"But I'm magic." he stated and Hermione nodded.
"I know."
"But you don't like magic."
"No."
"So, you don't like me."
"No Sirius! You're my best friend, of course, I like you-"
"If you don't like magic Hermione, then you can never really like me." Sirius stated sharply, his face cold as he looked at her and Hermione shook her head.
"That's not true-"
"Just stop it." Sirius ordered before he turned his back on her.
"No, wait, Sirius! Please!" Hermione said but he just ran away and Hermione was left wondering just what happened.
A/N: Quick second chapter and hopefully quick third chapter. Next chapters are finally the Hogwarts chapter so look forward to that. Thanks Zelma for being my first review! I was serious (pun intended) when I put in my profile that I like Hermione partnered with a wide range of characters...Asiantotheleft thank you so much for reviewing this story! I'm glad you like it and Guest thanks for answering my questions (I'll refrain from too many flashbacks since I had mixed feelings about them anyway) I have more questions for you readers...
1. Love triangle Remus/Hermione/Sirius or no? 2. Hermione marauder or Hermione/Lily/Severus grouping? 3. Hermione death eater spy? or death eater recruiter for the light without getting her hands dirty?
And thanks for a lovely start to a long story with reviews already! It's a great feeling that I got interest just from the first chapter alone! I promise the next chapter will be less childish...I'm hoping to quickly move to a deep relationship between Hermione/ Sirius with much drama!
