Chapter One

Disclaimer- I do not own the characters or places mentioned in this story, the wonderful and talented JK Rowling does.

Hermione looked around the familiar room. It was familiar but different. It looked like Sirius's bedroom in Grimmauld Place. But there wasn't shade of red or gold in sight. Everything was different shades of grey, green and black. Plus there was a teddy perched on the bed and some toys in a corner.

There were no pictures around the room and it gave off a very formidable air. The bed lined one wall, the desk another with the toys in said corner and that was it.

"Do as your mother says Sirius! Stop acting like such a mudblood, behave like the good pureblooded son that you are! Why can't you be more like your brother?" a deep male voice shouted from downstairs.

"Sorry father. I'll try harder. I just don't understand why we have to treat people so meanly" a young boy's voice said more quietly. It sounded like the boy was crying.

"Go to your room" Hermione heard a woman's voice that she recognised from the portrait of Sirius's mother.

Light footsteps sounded as Hermione heard the young Sirius running up the stairs, away from his parents. When the door knob turned Hermione started to panic. The laws of time specifically stated that when travelling in time (that must have been what she'd done, she reasoned) she couldn't be seen.

But it was too late.

"Who are you?" a very calm 8 year old Sirius Black asked after closing the door. He was quite short and very skinny. His hair was still shaggy but his dark eyes held an appearance of innocence that got lost somewhere through the years. He could've been a poster boy for anything and just looking into those tear filled eyes, Hermione stumbled forward and hugged the small boy.

The boy, seeing that she wasn't a threat, hugged her for a second then stepped away.

"Who are you?" he asked again walking slowly and sitting on his bed. Hermione mentally kicked herself. He probably thought she was some sort of freak. She could picture herself as an 8 year old, she would've been screaming if she'd found a strange woman in her room who'd hugged her.

"My name's Hermione. I'm a friend" Hermione smiled and sat down next to him.

"My father said I shouldn't have friends. Allies he says, is the closest you should get to friends. And he's told me to never ever trust anyone with anything. Friends are just weaknesses" Sirius recited. He looked up at Hermione with wide eyes.

"Well that's a lie Sirius-"

"How do you know my name?" the boy was looking fearfully up at her.

"I told you, I'm a friend. Your father probably doesn't want you to have friends because he hasn't got any himself" Hermione smiled kindly. This made Sirius laugh. You could tell that even at this early age Sirius wasn't his father's biggest fan.

"so what did you do to make your parents so angry?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I gave some of my pocket money to a homeless muggle. We were shopping in London and we had muggle money because we needed some non magic things. Mother says we shouldn't be nice to muggles. Muggles and mudbloods are stains on the wizarding world. I should treat them like the filth that they are, according to father. But I don't see what's so different between us. They are people like us aren't they?" Sirius questioned his parent's beliefs. It broke Hermione's heart to hear these words leaking from Sirius's mouth.

"Now listen to me Sirius Black. Don't believe your parents. Mudbloods, Half Bloods, Purebloods and Blood Traitors are all equal and none of them are filth. Muggles are just people without magic but they have as many feelings as you do and are worth exactly the same. Don't be the horrible person your parents want you to be, you're better than that. You know it. You are a good person Sirius" Hermione took the boys hand and smiled comfortingly. Sirius beamed up at her.

"I knew it!" he grinned triumphantly and hugged Hermione laughing with glee.

But then it happened. It happened as suddenly as before although the process was slower this time. She started fading.

"What's going on?" Sirius cried out.

"Don't worry. It's just time for me to leave" Hermione answered.

"Don't leave me"

"Don't worry. I'll see you again" Hermione smiled just before she disappeared completely.

And then Hermione was back in the Burrow's kitchen.

"There you are Hermione! We were wondering where you had gone" Ginny appeared in front of her.

"Where did you go?" the red head asked curiously.

"Nowhere" Hermione breathed. She looked to the photo of Sirius as a grown man on the fireplace in the kitchen. She looked at the picture and smiled.

"You are a good person Sirius" she said again in her head. She hoped she could visit him again soon.

Hey thanks for reading. It was shorter than I planned but I think I will have one visit per chapter for now.

I won't update this often usually but at the moment i may. lol :)

And yes I will have her visiting Sirius as a child at least once more, because I just have him pictured in my head saying write more about me! lol

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