Man's Best Friend
Chapter Two
"Hermione dear, your breakfast is getting cold!"
Hermione groaned and held a pillow over her head. "Dear lord, it cannot be morning yet." she mumbled into the mattress.
She let out a gasp and jumped up when she felt a cold snout against her bare waist. Looking around she saw Snuffles laying on her bed by her legs, watching her, his tail wagging in the air. She hit him with the pillow and he snapped at it playfully. Smiling, she hit him again. This time he grabbed it and shook his head. Hermione laughed and pulled back, but he was stronger than she thought and he pulled her right out from under the covers. The dog let go of the pillow and starred at her, his tail wagging slowly.
Hermione tilted her head to the side. "What are you starring at, you big mutt?" she smiled. Dropping the pillow, she scratched his head and stood up. "Someone's feeling better, I see."
"Hermione! I'm not going to call you again!" Her mother yelled up the stairs.
"Just gotta get dressed, mum!" Hermione said as she went through her closet, looking for something to wear.
Sirius lay on Hermione's bed watching her. Bloody hell. He thought as he watched Hermione going through her clothes wearing nothing but her knickers and bra. He let out a soft growl and Hermione turned to look at him.
"Did you just growl at me?" She asked.
Sirius barked and wagged his tail.
"You want attention so much? Fine," She held up a red tank top and a pair of black jeans against herself. "What do you think?"
Sirius barked and wagged his tail again.
Hermione smiled and folded the clothes over her arm. She walked over to him and scratched his head, before placing a kiss on his snout and getting dressed. "Well come on." She said as she headed out the bedroom door and down the steps.
"Good morning dear." Said her mother as Hermione walked into the kitchen, with 'Snuffles' right behind her.
"Morning." Hermione replied, taking a seat at the kitchen island and pouring herself some juice. "Snuffles is feeling better. I think he was just stunned a little." she said and began buttering a piece of toast.
"Think he'll still need a vet?" asked her father from behind his newspaper.
Hermione looked down at the black dog. "He seems fine. Very playful." She said and began petting him when he rested his head on her lap.
"Don't give him table scraps." said her mother, giving Hermione a knowing look.
"I'm not." She said and took a bite of her toast. Smiling, she snuck him the rest of her toast once her mother turned around and he gobbled it up.
"I saw that." said her mother, turning around.
Hermione smiled and tried her best to look innocent. "Saw what?" she asked, taking a sip of her orange juice.
That night, Hermione lay on her bed, headphones covering her ears and her eyes closed. She absent mindedly ran her hand over Snuffle's head, neck and back as he lay beside her, his head resting on her stomach. She hummed along with the music, happy to finally be getting some relaxation after everything that's happened.
Stretching, she jumped a bit when Snuffles started licking her skin when her shirt rode up a bit. She sat up and smiled at him. Hugging him, she kissed his head. "You're just a big cuddle bug, now aren't you?"
Snuffles wagged his tail. Control yourself, mate. Sirius thought to himself.
Hermione looked over at her window when she heard a soft tapping. She pulled off her headphones and jumped up. Opening the window, a Hedgewig flew in and landed on her desk and stuck out her leg. She quickly untied it and the owl hooted happily.
"Oh dear." Hermione started and sat down on the bed beside Snuffles as she read Harry's letter. Snuffles nudged her arms with his snout and she looked down at him. "It's from my friend Harry. Seems as though his aunt and uncle aren't treating him too well."
Harry? Harry Potter? It can't be. I'm not that lucky. Although, considering the bird I'm with now, I say my luck is looking up. Sirius thought to himself. He nudged Hermione's arm again.
"Perhaps I should see if he can stay here? Hmm?" She asked, looking down at him and petting his head.
He barked.
"Yeah? Alright, I'll go make sure it's alright with mum and dad." Hermione stood up. "Be nice to Crookshanks and Hedgewig while I'm gone." She said and disappeared down the steps.
Sirius looked over at the large ginger cat sitting on top of her dresser. He growled lightly and the feline hissed and went back to sleep. He looked over at Hedgewig and barked. Hedgewig flapped her wings and squawked at the wolf sized dog laying on the bed.
"Snuffles! You leave them alone!" Hermione called as she walked up the steps and into the bedroom. She tapped him lightly on the snout. "You behave. You better not act like that towards Harry."
She wrote down a quick reply telling Harry that he could stay at her house until they were to go over to The Burrow at the end of summer. Sirius moved to see what name she wrote on the letter. He wagged his tail as she wrote 'Harry Potter' in purple ink and tied it to the owls leg.
Finally. It's about time I found you. He said to himself. He watched the owl fly out the window and Hermione closed it. She fell back onto her bed and stretched. Control yourself mate. he said again. She's too young. Much too young. But damn, would it be fun. He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Hermione watching him. She smiled and scratched his head before standing and closing her door. He watched her as she pulled her shirt over her head. His nails scratched the bed as he tensed and she began undoing her jeans.
He put his head on the mattress, watching her. He couldn't take it anymore and jumped from the bed when she went to take off her bra. He whimpered and scratched at the door. He heard her sigh and she walked over to him. Kneeling down beside him, she ran her hands over his mess of fur.
"What's wrong, boy? Hmm? You gotta go out?" He barked and scratched at the door again. "Alright, go on." Hermione said and she opened the door just enough for him to get out. "Mum! Could you let Snuffles out into the backyard!"
Once Mrs. Granger opened the back door, Sirius bolted, running out into the fenced in backyard. Seeing an old tool shed, he ran behind it and transformed. He leaned against the shed, hidden from the house and took a deep breath.
"Bloody hell."
Images of her ran through his mind and he gave in. Unzipping his trousers, he gripped his throbbing cock and pumped it. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head against the shed. Her image was tattooed on the inside of his eyelids. He let out a deep growl as he imagined himself pinning her down on the mattress and pounding into her. His mouth watered, remembering the sweet taste of her skin. Almost there…bloody fuck…he thought to himself. He pumped faster. He was almost there. He just needed more. Peering around the corner of the shed, he watched her through her window as she took off her bra. That was all he needed to push himself over the edge. Hiding back behind the shed, he wiped his hand on the grass and transformed back into Snuffles. Walking back into view of the house, he saw her mother standing at the door.
"There you are. Come on, boy!" Her mother said and Sirius mentally rolled his eyes and started trotting towards her. "Good boy." she said and patted him on the head after closing the door.
Sirius made his way up the steps and scratched at Hermione's door until it opened. He walked in and saw that she was already sleeping. He turned and nudged the door closed, then jumped onto the bed and placed his head on her stomach. He let out a frustrated growl when he heard her moan and reminded himself of her age. Didn't stop you from jerking off, now did it, mate? he asked himself. Mentally slapping himself, he let sleep overtake him.