Don't own it, probably never will.
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She lay there, her head pillowed in his lap. "It was horrible," she whispered, "you were gone, and everything fell apart. Everyone was so concerned about how Harry was taking it, that I was lost in the background. Normally it dosnt bother me, but no one would even asked how I was feeling. I was completely forgotten." She closed her eyes as emotion pricked the back of her eyelids.
Sirius brushed his lips across hers. "It's alright, love. I'm back and as long as I'm here, you will never be forgotten."
Hermione sighed as she lost herself in the feeling of his lips.
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Five people tore through the house, frantically looking for the little witch. Molly was practically in tears. "We've looked all over. She has to be here!"
George was marginally calmer. "Think! This is Hermione. Where would she go? What have we overlooked?"
Harry shook his head. "I checked the library, already. That's the only room I know of. She practically lived there."
Ginny chewed her lip. She didn't want to betray her friends biggest secret, but She had too. "She may have lived there, but it's not where she sleeps..."
The others stared in confusion. Then it dawned on them...
"SIRIUS!"