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Hermione plunged her hands into the soapy water. Grabbing the dish cloth, she began scrubbing the glasses that lay in the bottom of the sink. She sighed deeply in the empty room. Quickly washing the dishes, Hermione reached for a towel to dry the dripping dishware.
"Why are doing those the muggle way?" a voice said into her ear. She smelled a hint of alcohol.
Hermione turned her head and was now looking into eyes of Sirius. He moved around her and leaned back into the counter. Hermione frowned. He was in her way of putting dishes away. It's been four days since him spoke to her after the letter incident. She didn't blame him for not talking to her.
"It soothes me. It confronts me" she replied, reaching around his head to place a cup on the shelf.
Sirius shifted his posture.
"I'm sorry if I been avoiding you"
"Sirius, Its..ok. It's my fault." Another cup went past his head.
"It's been-'' Sirius grabbed her arm, stilling her. "-awhile since I have caught the attention of a beautiful young witch"
Hermione stared him; not sure what to say next.
"I just don't understand why you would say it is over when nothing has started yet." He brought her wrist up to his lips and kissed it gently.
He moved down the length of her arm, peppering it with kisses. Hermione forced her eyes from fluttering close. His lips were warm and surprisingly soft.
"Sirius, have you been drinking?" she managed to say.
He stopped at the crook of her elbow. "I had one drink, darling" Flicking out his tongue, he tasted her skin. Hermione whimpered. Sirius continued his track up the rest of her arm. He skipped over her neck and brought his face closer to hers. His lips were barely touching hers when she spoke.
"Sirius, the Order has a meeting in a couple of minutes."
"So?" His breath tickled her nose.
"Mr. Black, please..." Hermione pleaded, pulling back her head a little.
"Miss Granger, doesn't it bother you that people call you a goody two-shoes. That you never been a bad little witch like your friends. So maybe, this letter incident was not accident. What it really was is your bad side coming to the surface."
"I..I.. It was an accident! Yes, I had a crush on you. But, I can't do anything about it. You're Harry's Godfather. It was an accident" Hermione said, trying to calm the nervousness in her voice.
"Really?"
"Yes. An accident"
Sirius looked at her. "Well, so is this" He wrapped her arms around her body and forced her lips to his. Hermione froze when she felt his lips on hers. A millions things were floating through her head. 'Oh the hell with it' she thought. Hermione kissed him back, eagerly.
TBC