Chapter two: What am I going to do?

His head were pounding and it felt like a million needles were being pushed around inside his brain. His mind flashed to yesterday, those bottles of firewhiskey hit him hard now, but Sirius had needed it. He remembered that, but why exactly had he needed it? Sirius dragged his, still fully clothed, body to the bathroom. He really needed a Pepper-Up potion. He downed the liquid and immediately felt better, but when the pain was gone his brain now focused on a different kind of pain, he desperately had been trying to forget. No, nonononono! He shuddered at the thought, he had to get married. And settle down. And have at least one child. He looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were blodshot, his clothing rumbled from sleep and his hair were a tangled mess from another world. His normally shiny black waves looked just as he remembered Snapes hair to look like, all greasy and unappealing to look at. Whoa, the day Sirius Black compared himself to Severus fucking Snape was the day he had finally snapped. He did think he looked way better than that disgusting bat, even at this cruel state, but still he was a mess. Before he could think more about his lifelong opponent, he stripped and threw himself into a much needed shower.

How was he ever going to be able to commit a woman, to a possible stranger? He was positive he would have to get matched by the ministry, because sure, he could easily enough marry a woman like the ones he usually slept with, but he wasn't looking for sex and the type of woman he slept with wasn't good for much else. They were way too superficial. He was looking for a lifelong partner and truth to be told, he was scared. He didn't want to get married to a woman he didn't like. He had lived these last years convinced he was doomed to a life as a bachelor and now... he would be married in six months. Lost in thought he was under the water far longer than usual, but at the end he started to feel more like himself again. He was sure he would figure something out, he always did.

Sirius flunked himself in a chair next to Remus and started eating a toast, the shower had done a miracle to his mood and he was now wearing his usual mischievous look. Remus looked better as well, guess the first wave of shock had calmed. Harry looked nervous, but it was a different kind of nervousness than yesterday. Ron was yet to show up and surprisingly so was Hermione. He didn't give it much thought and turned his attention to Harry.

"Asking the lady today, are we Harry?"

"Well, yes, but Sirius, what if she says no? What if she doesn't love me? What if she have found a better husband?" Harry started an anxious rant, while Remus just rolled his eyes and mumbled something in the direction of and here we go again. Sirius grabbed Harry's face and forced him to look at him.

"Harry! Look at me. Ginny Weasley is a very lucky woman, who loved you before you even knew what that meant, now stop blabbering and get your arse over to her and ask her!" Sirius's words seemed to calm Harry down somewhat and he started nibbling his toast.

"Hallelujah, he is eating." Remus stated with a monotone voice and an eye roll.

"Oh, Moony..." Sirius singsonged, "Why such a mood? As far as I know the full moon is couple weeks away. Has Harry smitten you with, Oh god I'm going to propose to a woman that loves me and I'm basically peeing my pants 'cause I'm nervous, even though I don't really have to deal with this new law at all and my future is pretty stable sickness?"

Remus just shrugged and went back to his book, avoiding meeting his eyes. Sirius slammed his fist on the table, making Harry and Remus jolt.

"Get over yourselves and get those ladies engaged, married and knocked up! Time is wasted, while you sit here too nervous to eat a damn piece of bacon!" Sirius exclamed loudly, before digging into his scrambled eggs with a wide grin.

Hermiones P.O.V.

Hermione woke up later than most days. First Harry and then Remus had spend hours nervously asking about what she thought of the rings, they had found for Ginny and Tonks, the last night. She didn't mind the least, she was always happy helping her friends and the late hour she woke up, made it possible for her to make a noticeable entry down in the kitchen. She was still reluctant to this whole seducing Sirius Black thing, but Ginny were far better than her with boys and she thought, why not give it a shot, as she pulled on the pair of blue denim shorts that made her arse look magnificent and a tight red v-neck t-shirt. No makeup, since she didn't like wearing it and didn't want Sirius to like a version of that wasn't real. The messy bun on her head was perfect, she silently thanked Ginny for teaching her a very practical spell to make her curly hair more manageable.

"Morning kitten," Sirius said as she entered the kitchen. Hermione held her amber eyes locked in his silver a little longer than usual and grinned.

"Good Morning Sirius," she cast quick a glance at Remus and Harry, who didn't even look up when she entered. "What's with those two?"

"Just the, my life is oh so difficult, because I have to propose to the girlfriend I already have," Sirius rolled his eyes and smiled the smile, that made her heart melt.

"Oh, I see. They kept me up last night with thousands of questions about rings," she laughed.

"That's why you're late? Personally I think you're lucky, Moony is in a bit of a mood and Harry breaks into these nervous rants every now and then," he barked a laugh and got a dark look from both Remus and Harry. He held his hands up in the air.

"Easy folks, let the single man express his adversities in the name of humour. I hope you will be more supportive friends when you have put the rings on their fingers. I'm after all the one who is going to find and marry a girl in six months."

"Oh, that's right. While I remember, Harry, I'm looking forward to my new position as Ginnys maid of honour."

Harry looked very confused at her, "But I haven't even asked her yet?"

"Well, she was pretty confident you were going to when I visited her yesterday."

Hermione giggled at Harry's sour expression.

"Then I guess I don't have to worry..." he still looked worried though, which made Sirius wink at Hermione who rolled her eyes.

"They're hopeless."

"Indeed they are"

Sirius's P.O.V.

Hermione looked dazzling as she sat at the table. Wait, what? Did he just think that? She was his godsons best friend, it was highly inappropriate to think that. But on the other hand she was a grown up and he had shagged witches younger than her. Stop! That! Now! He ordered himself, but his selfcontrol didn't last long. As soon as she stood up to get her tea, felt his eyes linger at her arse and damn! Arh! Why was this witch suddenly in his thoughts this way? Was it because he had to find a wife and his primal instincts was on overload? Or was it simply because he hadn't had sex in a day? It couldn't be, he may be a womaniser, but he wasn't addicted to sex. He had went weeks were he didn't shag and been fine. But then what was it?

He frowned and got a funny glance from Remus, who raised his eyebrows in an unspoken question. He just shock his head. Not now.

Hermiones P.O.V.

Nothing exiting happened until a flash of green light announced Ginny Weasleys presence. She ran frankly over to the couch in the huge Black family library, where Hermione had been relaxing with a book. She was cut of her relaxed reading, by Ginny waving her left hand violently in front of her face. A silver band ring with, quite possibly the biggest diamond Hermione had ever laid eyes on, sat on her left ringfinger. She was grinning widely, a dazing look on her face.

"Congratulations!" Hermione jumped up and gave her a tight hug. "What did he say? He was a nerve wreck this whole morning," she laughed

"It was so romantic Mione, he made a picnic and asked me, just as a flock of white doves flew into the sky," Ginny looked dreamily out in the air swelling in memories.

Hermione wasn't surprised to hear that, Harry had always had a flair for dramatics and acted better under pressure. Suddenly Ginny snapped out of it and smacked the back of her head. Hard.

"Ow! Why did you do that?" Hermione huffed.

"That." She hit her again, "Was." Slam. "For" Slam "Telling." Slam "Harry" Slam "About." Slam "The." Slam "Bridesmaid." Slam. "Thing" SLAM.

Ginnys face quickly broke into a smirk, Hermiones sins forgiven for the moment being and for that Hermione was thankful.

"Soooo...?"

"Soooo...? What?" Hermione answered knowing fully where she was going.

"Soooo... how are things going with Sirius?" She winked at her and dropped down on the couch.

"Ginny, I have been in action for a day, what did you expect to have happened by now?" Hermione glared at her, but couldn't hide the slight triumph in her eyes.

"Mione! I can see right through you. Now spill the peas!" Ginny demanded.

Defeated Hermione began telling her, "Nothing happened. Except, maybe, but I'm not sure, it isn't just wishful thinking, maybe he have looked at me a little more than usual. I think..."

Ginny beamed, "I need to see myself. SIRIUS ORION BLACK, GET YOUR ASS UP HERE!"

Hermiones mouth fell open in shock.

"What are you doing?" she hissed aggressively.

"Oh, you will see" Ginny wawed her off and turned her attention to the door where Sirius appeared. His hair was ruffled by the fast pace he had made and those eyes. Those eyes found hers locked and melted her. Hermiones breaths became a little faster and butterflies filled her stomach as they always did, when she was near him. Which give that she lived in the same house as him was pretty often.

Sirius P.O.V

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK, GET YOUR ASS UP HERE," Ginny Weasley demanded, like her mother she wasn't one to be fucked with, so Sirius started running up the staircase towards the library where he sensed the yelling had come from. When did she even get here?

"What?" He stopped in the doorframe. Ginny and Hermione was sitting on the couch both turned towards the door, but with widely different expressions. Ginny was smirking and Hermione looked shocked at him. His eyes locked with her amber ones and she smiled, he did too. Resistenly he drew his eyes the firewhiskey he was bathing in and looked at Ginny. Then he saw it, the ring.

"Oi, Ginny! Harry didn't die from nerve damage, he actually managed to ask you, I'm impressed!"

"Don't say that so fast, he was shaking and stuttering the whole time."

Hermione rubbed the back of her head like it hurt.

"Are your head alright kitten?" he asked concern filling his voice.

Wait, what? Why did he ask concerned? He didn't really care that much, she wasn't hurt bad, but he suddenly felt so protective of her.

"Yeah, well. Ginny wasn't too happy with me telling Harry about the whole maid of honour thing, before he even asked her," Hermione laughed.

That made sense, the Weasley women were deadly, he would know that. It was after all thanks to one of them that he was still alive, or back from the death or wherever he had been, when he was behind the veil.

"You be happy that you are still alive," he joked, "or at least not seriously injured."

She laughed lightly and soon his deep rumbling laugh joined. Ginny chuckled quietly to herself, before getting up and heading towards the fireplace. She sent a knowing glance towards Hermione, nodded her goodbye and said that even though she wanted to stay, her mom needed to know about the engagement now, if she was planning on spending more time with her fiancé this day. That comment made Sirius wiggle his eyebrows suggestingly, which made the redhead smirk and wink as reply. A flash of green and she was gone. Leaving Hermione and Sirius alone in the library.

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