Her head was throbbing, Hermione groaned and tried to shift so that it wouldn't hurt so much.
"Father! Father! Come quickly! Mia, Mia it's me I'm here!" The voice came from somewhere to her right, and she became aware of the pressure on her hand. She felt a hand resting against her forehead suddenly and her entire body stiffened. She was trying to calm herself down but her breathing was becoming shallow and short.
"Hermione, sweet it's okay calm down." A worried voice came from her left and she tried to pry her eyes open.
Bright. Bright white lights were blinding and she squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered as it made her head throb again. She counted to ten in her head before trying again. Still very bright, but this time it was manageable, she blinked her eyes a few times looking up at her room.
Standing over her were two people, her eyesight was still blurry so she couldn't really tell any details about how they look. The one to her right was shorter than the one on her left, the boy on her right also had longer hair and he was clutching her hand. She blinked again.
Her eyesight was slowly coming back to her, and suddenly she stilled. She was in a room with two people she didn't know. Breath, breath, breath, Hermione was repeating the mantra in her head but it did nothing to help her. Her breathing was coming in short and shallow, she couldn't get enough, her lungs simply refused to fill. Her hands were beginning to shake, she tried to force her body to move but she felt like her limbs were held down with bricks. Blindly she tried to find her wand, images of the Battle of Hogwarts flashing through her mind.
The man to her left suddenly knelt close to her and grabbed her hand as he spoke to her, "Hermione love you're safe, you are okay." She flinched, here eyes shutting again.
Suddenly the boy spoke again, "Mia, it's me. It's Sirius…" he kept speaking, but suddenly the rest did not matter to her, all that mattered was him as her memories flooded her mind again. She gasped loudly and looked up into a pair of warm grey eyes, clouded with worry.
"S-sirius?" Her voice was soft, but he heard and that was all that mattered. His arms wrapped tightly around her small frame and he held her tightly. Hermione's eyes trailed over Sirius, he looked fifteen, his hair was just below his ears and was beginning to show its waves. But he had the same facial features as she remembered, and his grey eyes stared right back into her's, worry clouding them over. "It worked" Hermione could only focus on Sirius, and she sniffled before throwing herself at him, her small body tumbling into his.
Orion took a step back watching his two eldest children become reacquainted. Sirius eyes shown protectively as he held her tightly and Hermione's arms clung to Sirius as if he would disappear the second she let go. He let his eyes roam his daughter's body. She was on the smaller side, but did not show signs of serious abuse although he was wondering if she had faced some sort of malnourishment wherever she had come from.
Sirius was practically on her hospital bed as he clung to her, tears hitting the top of her matted curls as he held her even tighter. She was back, his twin, his other half, she was finally back. It just felt right.
"Sirius," Orion's strong voice rang out through the silent room,"I'm going to go get a healer, do not leave this room." Sirius nodded numbly as his father slipped from the room.
"Sirius?" Her voice was clear to him and he looked at her,
"Yeah Mia?"
"Is this real? Are you really here?" Hermione's voice wavered, fear trickling in and he gripped her tighter.
"I'm here Mia, and you aren't getting rid of me anytime soon so get used to it." Suddenly he was trapped in the blinding smile she showed him at that. Sirius tightened his grip on her and swore to himself that no one would be able to take his twin from him ever again.
After a few minutes of just sitting there, Orion returned to the room with some healers in tow. As the healers started to perform different tests on her, Sirius and Orion had to sit in some chairs against the wall away from her.
Orion looked up at a tall healer who had stepped in front of the duo.
"Hello, my name is Healer Davis, I'm in charge of your daughters care right now." He smiled good naturedly at Orion.
"Hello, I am Orion Black, what can you tell me about my daughter?" He was not a man to beat around the bush.
"Well you're daughter over all seems to be on the healthy side, while she seems to be suffering from malnourishment but appears to already be in the healing stages of dealing with that. Other than that she shows no other sides of illness."
Sirius couldn't keep quiet.
"When can we take her home?"
"Probably today as long as she shows no signs as to why she shouldn't." The healer smiled at Sirius and pulled Orion from the room to sign some paperwork so that Hermione could be released.
Later that night, Sirius and Orion were leading Hermione to the floo that the hospital allowed for them to use.
"Ready?" Sirius smiled and he spoke softly with his twin.
"As I'll ever be." Her head rested against Sirius's shoulder as he lead her to the floo and together he stepped in with her. The green flames engulfed them quickly, and Hermione felt the telltale pull at her navel as she felt like she was being squeezed through a tube. Just as quickly as it began, the feeling ended and Hermione felt the arm around her waist pulling her up into the living room.
Apparently, despite the time difference, Grimmauld Place did not change very much in the coming years. Still the same dark, foreboding place that gave Hermione the creeps, and often made her grip her wand just a bit tighter. Orion's firm hand made Hermione jump and she was seconds away from pressing her wand to his throat when she remembered that this was not the time to do so.
"You kids should head up to bed, your mother and Regulus have already gone to sleep."
Sirius's hand tugged her along, "I'll show you to our rooms." With two quick good nights to their father, Sirius is bounding up the stairs and pulling his sister with him. Once they reach the third floor he pulls her into the first room on the left. The room had light gray walls, and matching curtains. A large bed was pushed against one wall, directly in front of the fireplace. The room was a bit of a mess, with a trunk opened against the corner of the room while there was a pile of precariously placed books sitting underneath the windowsill. The walls themselves seemed to have been decorated in plenty of gryffindor paraphernalia.
"So this is my room, and your's is right next to mine. I think mother and father have forgotten about it but the house elves connected our rooms when we were little, so you can always get into my room through our closets." With a bounce in his step, he led her to the tall slightly menacing door and thrust it open. Pushing past his hanging clothes, they blindly found a small door that they could fit through.
Hermione looked around what must be her room. The walls in her room were also a grey, and the curtains were a dark grey. Her room was set up almost the same as Sirius, except it had nothing in it that would allude to her personal life, nothing that gave the room character like Sirius's had. Hermione's eyes glanced at Sirius who was smiling at her as she looked around.
She opened her mouth to say something, but instead a yawn found its way out of her mouth. Sirius chuckled,
"Dad was right, probably best we head to bed now." Sirius wished her good night before going back to his own room to sleep. Climbing into her bed, she found herself falling to sleep much quicker than she usually would.
Over the next few weeks, Hermione tried to settle into her role as the Black heiress best she could. She spent all her time with Sirius, something that seemed to anger Walburga to no end, but Hermione couldn't bring it in herself to care. In fact, she really only cared about the males of her family. Her father, who had taking to letting Hermione be herself, to Regulus, her sweet if a bit shy younger brother. But most of all, Hermione loved Sirius, her twin brother.
"Miaaaaaaaaaaa!" Sirius's voice carried into Hermione's room as he came bounding in through the closet.
"Yes Siri?" Hermione's eyes twinkled with amusement as she looked up at her brother with a small smirk.
"You're coming out with me today, I want you to meet my friends!"
"Alright, what am I supposed to wear?" Sirius shrugged.
"Whatever you want." Sighing she pushed him from her room so she could get ready. She let her hair hang down as she pulled on a pair of trainers, some denim high waisted pants that clung at her hips and went out at her calves and paired them with a tight burgundy sweater. Heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready, she emerged to wait for Sirius.
Her brother quickly appeared in her room wearing a pair of denim jeans, worn trainers, a black Rolling Stones t-shirt, and his signature leather jacket. Hermione had noticed after a few days that he brought it with him everywhere.
"Ready to go?" She asked, as she put her place marker in her book and snapped it shut.
"Yes!" He launched himself at her and they walked to the floo downstairs.
"Bye mother! Bye father!" The twins called out as Sirius flooed them to the Leaky Cauldron. Sirius and Hermione walked through the pub as they headed towards Diagon Alley. Walking through the familiar alley should have brought Hermione joy. But instead, she looked around remembering the destruction she had seen here. With the slightest shiver, she stepped closer to Sirius who was too excited to really notice her discomfort.
Suddenly her brother was gone from her side and running up to meet a group of four people.
"Prongsy! Moony!" Sirius shouted as he ran towards his two best friends. With a grin, his friends grabbed him up. Behind his two friends came chuckles from the adults.
"Hello Sirius." Dorea Potter smiled down at the excitable young wizard.
"Always the pleasure Mrs P!" Sirius grinned and kissed the back of her hand with a cheeky grin and said hello to Charlus Potter.
Remus pulled Sirius attention away again, "I thought you said you were bringing your sister along Sirius."
"Sister?" Charlus seemed quite surprised at this, "You mean she's returned home, that's marvelous Sirius." Dorea hugged the young boy, "Well where is she?"
Sirius spun around having expected his twin to follow him, but he found her still lagging back staring at one of the shops.
"She's right there." He said pointing to his sister. The five pairs of eyes watched Hermione Black as she moved slowly along the road. Her eyes were glazed over as she looked around at the familiar alley. She sighed softly to herself, so much had happened here. She could remember the destruction she saw last time she had been here, she had been helping clean up Weasley Wizard Wheezes.
Sirius frowned as he watched how his sister began to look sadder and sadder the more she walked through the area. The others watched and Dorea and Charlus noticed how she seemed to be poised for a fight at any moment, her eyes seemed sad as they roamed the area, taking in each store but it appeared as if she was seeing something different than what they saw.
Sirius started to walk down to meet her half way, the four other people trailing behind him not quite sure how to interact with the other Black. Sirius placed his hand on her shoulder to get her attention and before anyone could react Hermione had twisted Sirius's arm around and had her wand pressing against his neck.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Sirius!" Just as fast as she had pinned him, she released him her face turning red in embarrassment. Sirius just laughed it off and waved his hand,
"S'okay, just remind me not to surprise you anytime soon." Hermione's blush darkened as she realized there was more than just Sirius who saw her reaction.
"Hi." Her voice was timid as she looked at the group of four behind Sirius.
"So this is my twin sister Hermione, Mia these are two of my best mates James Potter, he's the git with the glasses, and Remus Lupin. Behind them is Mr and Mrs P, James's parents." Sirius had on a wide grin as he introduced his sister to his friends.
Hermione smiled softly at the group of people around her, suddenly feeling very short in the group. She looked up at the boys around her. Remus looked much healthier here than he had in her time she noted. He was the tallest of the boys by far, she had to tilt her head back to look up at him. His sandy hair swept down and was done in a boyish hairstyle that curled a bit around his ears. His scars did not seem as prominent as they once had and his eyes were still the gentle blue that she remembered. He smiled softly at her and she smiled shyly back.
Grinning at her with a look so similar to Sirius it was creepy was James Potter. James had unblemished tanned skin, he had a strong jawline, and his black hair while it was messy, he pulled it off in a way that Harry had never could. But it was his eyes that drew Hermione in, they were wonderful hazel eyes framed by dark lashes, and she was getting lost in the sea of colors. Blushing faintly she murmured a soft "pleasure."
Remus smiled back and started to talk to Sirius about there summer, Sirius never once taking his eyes off of Remus's as he had a goofy grin on his face like usual when they spoke. As they did, James looked at Hermione, she was gorgeous after all. He couldn't help but notice how the outfit showed her curvy figure off, her skin was pale, her pink lips in a cupids bow. She looked both similar to Sirius, but at the same time she was completely different than him. It was intriguing, and James Potter wanted to solve this puzzle out. He was snapped out of his daze when his mother and father excused themselves to do their own shopping.
"Where to first you guys?" Remus asked, looking at the group.
"Quidditch store! Come on you guys!" Sirius was pulling them along like an excited puppy as he wrenched them to the store in giggled and watched as James and Sirius went off quickly looking at everything they could find.
"Not a quidditch fan?" A deep voice surprised her and she looked up at Remus.
"No not really, I like to watch it but I would much rather keep my feet on the ground." He chuckled softly and nodded in understanding.
"What about you?" She asked curiously.
"I prefer watching, I've never really been into sports all that much, so Miss Black what do you like to do?" Remus had a mischievous little smile and his eyes twinkled.
"I like to read I guess, if I'm not doing that I'm on some sort of adventure with my friends." Hermione laughed softly remembering the many adventures she had had throughout her years with Harry and Ron.
"Finally! Someone else who can appreciate books." Remus was grinning and they quickly sparked up a conversation. Of course, when walking over James and Sirius wondered with horror what kind of friendship had just been sparked as they overheard snippets of the two bookworms heated discussions.
"No way is The Chronicles of Narnia superior!" Hermione's outraged shout came from their corner.
"First of all Narnia is better than Middle Earth! That name isn't even creative!"Remus shot back quickly.
"The Lord of the Rings is infinitely better than The Chronicles! The characters are developed so much better!"
"Oh please there is no such thing, have you heard about Edmund! Talk about character development!"
Despite the argument, the two were grinning madly.
"I think we've-"
"-created a monster." Sirius and James were looking between the two in horror.
"Sirius how could you have hidden your sister from me!? Finally someone I can talk about books with!" James let out a mock gasp, "Oh no, another Moony!"
Hermione laughed and the three boys joined in.
"So does this mean we can go to a bookstore now?" Her question was followed by two groans and a resounding YES.
Chapter 2 is all finished! What did you guys think? Who do you want the pairings to be? Review and let me know