Sirius Black was in his usual haunt these days, this time with a book of Jane Austin. Reading normally helped him go away from the prison of his home and mind and be transported someplace else for a time. It also gave him a place to go to have some time for himself, no one came there, well except for Hermione Granger through two long years they became good friends. Somehow along the line his feelings began to grow deeper. He was not sure at this point if it was true love or that he missed a touch of a woman.