A/N - Okay, so I'm posting two chapters at once in a serious hope to get you guys hooked. I have this story almost finished as it is, and it's going to be around fifteen or so chapters long. To clear up any confusion, this IS a Hermione/Sirius pairing... The action/storyline picks up in this chapter. Remember, more reviews faster updates! D

Also, because I forgot to last chapter, I'm throwing out a GIANT shout out to Madi Black, my beta, friend, and one of my favorite authors. She has been amazing through out this whole story, and this would not be here if not for her. In fact, I probably wouldn't even still be writing fanfiction if it weren't for her. So again, THANKS

It only took twenty minutes to clean up with the six of them, and soon they were found back in the Common Room. Hermione and Ginny had gone to the showers, but only after Hermione had performed a very thorough lecture on the twins and Ron. The boys, however, seemed not to care about their food covered appearance, simply stating that they'd wash it off in the showers before the game.

Half an hour later, all but the twins were sitting around the fire.

"Where are Fred and George?" asked Hermione.

"I'm pretty sure they said something about going to set up for the party."

Hermione shook her head. "Honestly! How do those two even manage to pass their classes! I have never once seen them doing their homework!"

Ginny and Ron just shrugged as they sat gazing into the fire, while Harry got up and left.

"I think it's because they're so bloody brilliant, they don't care," said Ron.

"Ron. That doesn't make any sense, whatsoever," Hermione declared as Crookshanks jumped into her lap.

"Yes it does."

"No. It. Doesn't!"

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"Ok."

"Fine!"

"Why are you two arguing about agreeing? Now that doesn't make any sense, whatsoever," stated Ginny.

Hermione opened her mouth to say otherwise, but decided better of it. She sighed and looked at Ron.

"Ginny's right, you know."

Ron nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Me too."

"RON! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!!" Harry interrupted. "LET'S GO!"

He stood fuming, holding his quidditch robes in one hand and his broom in the other. Ginny found herself gazing fondly, and blushed when Harry caught her staring.

Ron had already jumped up, mumbling an apology, and ran to his dormitory to fetch his things.

"Going! I'm going!"

Ron disappeared up the stairs as he left. Ginny continued to stare pointedly at her lap, while Hermione was rubbing Crookshanks' back. Not a minute had passed before Ron returned, but he didn't get a chance to stay. Harry had him by the arm and had thrown him out of the Portrait Hole before any form of 'hello' or 'goodbye' could be exchanged.

Ginny looked at Hermione and laughed.

"Honestly. They're a married couple, those two," she said.

Hermione shook her head. "No, Ginny. That's going to be you and Harry one of these days."

Ginny responded by chucking a pillow from the couch not-so-gently at Hermione, hitting Crookshanks, who bounded off her lap. Pillows were tossed back and forth, and Crookshanks stood spitting and hissing at them from the hearth rug.

"Your pillows aren't doing a very good job of hiding your blushing face!" Hermione yelled.

"Shut up!" squealed Ginny.

Hermione laughed. Both girls stopped throwing pillows and stared at each other for a moment.

"What about you and Ron?" Ginny asked. "When's your wedding planned for?"

Hermione shifted her feet, an uncomfortable look passing over her face. "Gin… I really… don't like Ron."

"Your kidding."

"I'm not."

"Wow… you're not."

Hermione shook her head and looked at the floor. "I mean, he's a good guy," she began, "but he's really not my type."

"Not your type?" Ginny asked, staring.

"He just… I don't know. It wouldn't work. I know it wouldn't!"

"Okay! I believe you! Chill, girly!"

Hermione laughed and turned around as fellow students Lavender, Parvati, Fred, and George entered the room, greeting Hermione and Ginny warmly.

"Shouldn't you be down at the pitch getting ready?" Hermione asked Fred and George.

The twins exchanged shocked glances.

"What time is it?"

Ginny shrugged.

"I don't know, but Harry and Ron headed down about twenty minutes ago."

"We're dead!" the boys said at the same time, tearing out of the room.

All four girls giggled.

"Harry's going to kill them," said Lavender in a sing-song voice.

"Nah, they're too good. He needs them on the team," Ginny reminded her.

"Good point."

"I know."

"Well, we were just going to head down and get a seat for the game. We actually came back here for our scarves and gloves. You want to come with us?" asked Parvati.

"Yeah, let's grab our stuff," said Hermione.

The game came and went with a mind-blowing defeat by the Gryffindors. The Slytherins stalked off the pitch with such foul looks on their faces, some people almost felt sorry for them. Almost.

Fred and George changed out of their Quidditch robes in record time, and were already rounding up people for the party.

"Follow us, Gryffindors!" they yelled above the crowd leaving the field.

They marched in a mocking soldier-like fashion all the way to the Room of Requirement before pausing in front of the blank stone wall. There was quite a crowd following them, and they knew it was already fairly obvious what they were doing.

No matter, thought Fred. As long as they don't know where we're doing it!

After making sure the coast was clear, George paced along the wall three times, wrenching the door open the moment it appeared. The student flooded in, and the door morphed back into the wall as soon as everyone was inside, leaving the hallway as silent and inconspicuous as before.

The inside of the room, however, was anything but silent or inconspicuous.

Music blared and students had to shout to be heard. Firewhiskey bottles were passed from person to person, and few refused a swig. Harry and Ron were found standing by the food table, and Hermione was being hassled by Luna.

"So lovely, isn't it?" asked Luna, indicating the party surrounding them.

"What!?" Hermione yelled.

Either Luna misunderstood her, or she didn't care, because she simply shook her head and smiled at Hermione. Hermione's brow creased as she searched the crowd for someone, anyone, else she felt like talking to. Almost immediately, she spotted Harry and Ron. She waved a goodbye to Luna, before pushing her way through the crowd.

"Harry!" she called as he began to walk away.

He caught her eye and grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the crowd.

"Thank you!" she sighed. Ron turned around, cheeks bulging. Hermione rolled her eyes at his lack of civility.

"Ey, Mynee! Owjoo don?"

Hermione looked at Harry, relieved to see he had the same disturbed look on his face.

"What?"

Ron gulped down what was in his mouth, before trying again.

"Sorry. Hey, Mione. How are you doing?"

Hermione shrugged, glancing around her. "It's pretty crazy, you know?"

Ron nodded in agreement. A few moments passed before Lavender made her way over to Ron.

"Wanna dance?"

Ron blushed five shades of red, but replied with an enthusiastic, "Sure!"

"Where's Ginny?" Harry asked Hermione.

Hermione smiled at him knowingly. "On her way over here," she said indicating over his shoulder.

Harry whipped around and stared gaping at Ginny. Her cheeks were mildly flushed from the firewhiskey she'd obviously been drinking, but it looked good on her.

"Hey," she said breathlessly as soon as she reached them. "Wanna come dance with me, Harry?"

Apparently speechless, Harry nodded vigorously in response, taking her hand and following her to the middle of the room.

"Spin the bottle, anyone?!" yelled the twins. Hermione thought for a moment.

Oh, why not.

And for the first time in her life, Hermione felt a little confident with herself about something other than school.

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