A/N : So sorry for the wait people. I am no longer having a writer's block. So here is a new chapter :) Hope you will enjoy.


Chapter 3 : Tensions.

Sex alleviates tension. Love causes it.


On the following sunday, Sirius showed the house to Remus and Hermione. He had arranged for some House-elves to make the home a bit more inviting for Hermione, adding a bit of scarlet and gold colours. She was overjoyed by the look of the house. The small library was filled with over a thousand books that interested her thirst for knowledge. The garden pleased Remus. He loved gardens and he would cater to the flowers, that would busy him on the weekends, when not occupied by Hermione.

Sirius was happy that the house pleased the both of them. It was a little bit of pleasure to him to know he could bring so much happiness in their lives. However, he felt a tinge of sadness. He had to give up his freedom for this. Would it be worth it in the end ? As he observed Remus and Hermione in each other's arms kissing in the garden, he felt a small sentiment of jealousy. Maybe belonging to one person only was not so bad. He sighed and turned his eyes away from the loving couple.

"Remus..." She said as she laid her head against his chest. "I worry for Sirius." She admitted sadly.

"I know... What he has done is admirable." He rubbed her back soothingly.

They shared a kiss and returned inside the house. They found Sirius drinking out of a bottle of whiskey. This was a clear sign of how depressed he was and how he will drown his depression. Hermione took a seat next to him and placed a gentle hand on his arm. Turning his head towards her, he smiled softly.

"Hey, 'Mione. Happy?" He asked stilled focused and not drunk as of yet. Hermione decided that it would be best if they did something, all three, together.

"Yes, I am. And I wanted to know if you wanted to go out for dinner?" Remus was surprised by her question. "I know this muggle place..." She began getting up and looking at Remus, smiling, and then back at Sirius. "...It has amazing Indian food. What do you think, want to try it?"

"Sure, why not?" Remus said happily. He looked at Sirius waiting for an answer.

"Very well, but my treat." He said getting up.

"Oh no no no! You've done enough already. I want to do something in return." Hermione said quickly.

"Whatever..." He said waving his hand.

And soon they went to their dinner. They had a very enjoyable evening. Sirius seemed to be in a better mood after this. Well of course, he was. He was drunk. But not only him, Hermione and Remus were drunk too.

As they returned to Grimmauld Place, they found Ginny, Harry, Ron, and the Weasley parents around the table. Molly was outraged at the way they were behaving themselves, especially Hermione. She was married to Sirius, not bound to get drunk with him.

"Mrs. Weasley, I respect you very much, but I am not a child." Hermione slurred. "Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to bed!"

She walked up to her room and was eventually joined by Remus who warded and placed a silencing charm on it. The rest of the house didn't need to hear what they would be doing. Back downstairs, Sirius grabbed another bottle of whiskey and began drinking huge sips out of it. Molly took the bottle from him forcebly and threw it in the sink. Breaking in pieces, the horrid smell of the alcohol filled the air.

"What the hell are you doing, woman?!" Sirius yelled.

"Whiskey is a foul thing and you, Mr. Black, are not in a position to drink anymore." She said sternly, her hands resting on her hips.

"I am not a child, Molly." He said getting up and grabbing another bottle. She was about to take it from him but he backed away. "This is my house! I shall do as I please!"

Molly sighed in resignation, though with a bit of Arthur's persuasion. They decided to retreat themselves in their room. Harry, Ron and Ginny were forced upstairs to get to their rooms by Molly. Sirius was left alone, again, in the kitchen. Drinking away.

A couple hours later, he was sitting in the living room : staring into the fire and drinking out of a second bottle of whiskey. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs, but decided to ignore them. Well he did until the footsteps came into the same room he was in. Turning around, he saw Hermione standing in the doorway. She wore nothing but a red silky nightie. She was really beautiful. He could see it. Her long creamy legs, her firm breasts, her flat stomach. He should his head. What was he thinking ?

"Sirius..." She whispered.

"Yes, love?" He answered smoothly.

"Why aren't you in bed?" She asked entering the room and approaching the sofa. Her long hair fell in ringlets, and her chocolate brown eyes were shining as only the fire of the fireplace shined in them. She stood next to it and looked down to him.

"I wasn't tired. But I could ask you the same thing?"

"I came down for a glass of water..."

"Moony made you sweat that much huh?" He joked which made her blush. "You're beautiful when you blush." He added which made her turn into a dark shade of crimson.

"Th-Thank you..." She stuttered.

"You're welcome." He paused a second and added. "Did you have your drink of water or do you need help with that?" He tried to focus on the fire as her presence was starting to grow on him actually. She really was sexy in that outfit.

"Oh right! Yes, I did. I'll go. Night." She said turning on her heels and walked out the room. He hips swayed as he left and Sirius couldn't help but stare at her buttocks. He felt himself grow hard. Shit, he cursed himself silently.

Hermione went back to her room where Remus waited for her. Sirius walked up the stairs and into his room. There was a bathroom linked to his bedroom. He decided to take a shower and rid of his problem through masturbation. Gods, I wish I could fuck a tight little cunt right now. His mind drifted to Hermione as he began stroking his cock. He shook his head. He shouldn't think of her that way, but it was difficult. Soon he found his release and finish cleaning himself up. He went to bed and quickly fell asleep. He needed that.

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The next morning, he woke up with a bad hangover. As he made his way downstairs, he arrived in the kitchen where the smell of eggs and bacon filled his nostrils. His stomach growled. He entered the kitchen and found Hermione cooking. She wore a tight pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He noticed Remus sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

"Morning..." Sirius said hoarsely. Remus nodded towards him.

"Good Morning, Sirius." Hermione said cheerily.

"Please be quieter, 'Mione. I have a bad headached."

"Here, drink this. It'll help." Hermione handed him a drink which he took and instantly felt better. "We were also hungover." She giggled. "Hungry?"

"Famished." He answered.

He looked at Hermione as she gave him a plate of food then at Remus who seemed to eye him curiously. He smiled at his friend who simply smiled back. He couldn't tell his friend he jerked off in the shower while thinking of his best friend's girlfriend. But then again, she was his wife. God, this was so confusing. He made a frustrated noise which caught both of their attention.

"Everything alright, Padfoot?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, yeah...." He waved them off.

Remus looked at Hermione who simply shrugged her shoulders. Remus returned to his newspaper while eating and Hermione ate her meal in silence while reading a book.

Once Sirius was done, he got up quickly and left the house. They heard his motorbike go off, and leave.

"What's wrong with him?" Hermione wondered out loud.

"No clue."

"You know, last night I saw Sirius in the living room. He was drinking out of a firewhiskey bottle. He seemed really down." Hermione admitted. "I think this marriage is killing him, Remus... I'm worried." She said sadly.

"Hermione, now you stop right there. There will no mopping around. Sirius made his choice. It was the only way to protect you." Remus explained comforting the young witch. "And I don't want you to worry about this for now. You are going back to Hogwarts at the end of the week. You need to concentrate on your studies."

Hermione nodded. He was right. Sirius would eventually get used to it. At least she hoped.

Eventually, a few hours later, Sirius came back from his stride which reassured Hermione. She was starting to think he bailed on her. He seemed to be in a good mood. He, and the rest of the house inhabitants, talked, played, read together.

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Eventually, the week went by. Hermione much less worried about Sirius. He seemed to be actually adapting to the situation really well. He was much more open and friendly to her. Some nights, she would stay up and talk with him. Remus would often be part of the conversations. She loved hearing stories of Remus and Sirius in their marauders days. It always made her laugh. All three enjoyed each other's company, and Remus found that he wasn't as jealous as he thought he might have been when Sirius and Hermione spent time together.

It was now Sunday, and all had to return to Hogwarts. Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Harry were brought back to Hogwarts via apparation. Walking from Hogmeade back to Hogwarts, Sirius and Remus accompanied them. Eventually, Ginny, Ron and Harry said their goodbyes and left Hermione make her arrangements for next weekend. She was required to spend every weekend at the house outside of London.

"So how do we work this out?" Hermione asked smiling.

"I think Sirius should pick you up here at the Gates of Hogwarts and side apparate you to the house. I won't be there this week end. Full moon is on Friday and Saturday. So it will be safer is Sirius will get you." Remus suggested. "What do you think?"

"I'm ok with it..." Hermione agreed, though her worry lines appeared as she knew what full moon meant. "Sirius?"

"No problem. I will pick you up on Friday at 8pm." Sirius said before kissing her cheek.

Hermione was taken aback by his sudden display of affection. They had gotten close this past week through talks, but never did he show affection. Hermione looked at Remus who simply smiled. He seemed unaffected by it. Remus leaned forward and kissed her passionately which smolder her thoughts for a moment. Eventually he broke the kiss which left Hermione in a daze.

"She's never going to last a week without your touch, Remus..." Sirius teased.

"Well, I'll be ready for her on Sunday." He answered laughing, at least he hoped he would be.

"Hey, I'm still here you know."

"We know." They answered in unison.

Hermione rolled her eyes and eventually walked back to the castle leaving the men behind her. Remus and Sirius turned around and eventually made their way back to Grimmauld Place.

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The week went by and eight o'clock sharp, Hermione arrived at the entrance gate where Sirius already stood. He flashed her a charming smile which made her blush lightly but shaking her head.

"My lady..." He offered his arm. "I believe I am to escort you to your castle."

She rolled her eyes and linked her arm to him. "Please, King Sirius. Lead the way." She laughed lightly.

A few minutes, he apparated them to the house, it was lighted by the full moon, though inside there was light too. Hermione stopped in her tracks and looked to the sky. Instinctively, she caressed her mark on her neck. Sirius looked at her, puzzled but quickly realized what she was looking at.

"I'm sure Remus is fine." He said trying to reassure her.

"I know he is..." She smiled.

They entered the house and immediately a few house elves took their coats and Hermione's bag. She thanked them gratefully and walked to the living room. The room was lighted by a chandelier, the colours were green and silver. But it actually gave a rich feeling to the room. There was a black piano on the far end, and Hermione stood there, staring at it. It was like she never noticed it before.
Sirius observed her from the back. He knew this was a difficult situation for her. Married to a man she didn't love, and the one man she loved was caught in this painful transformation he had to go through. He walked towards, and eventually stood next to her. He looked in the same direction as she did.

"You like the piano?" He asked softly.

"It's beautiful..." She breathed out.

"Would you want to hear me play?" He asked looked down at her.

She nodded unaware that Sirius could play the piano. He took her by the hand and led her to the bench. He invited her to sit, and he eventually took a seat next to her. He caressed the piano with his long tattooed fingers before beginning to play. After a few seconds, Hermione realized how melancholic the music was. She felt pained by it, like it was exposing a deep broken feeling someone would burry in one's heart. But it was so beautiful at the same time. As she observed Sirius playing, she was enchanted. His long brown hair fell on his shoulders, his white shirt, velvet and slightly open at the chest, his black pants, everything made him look like a prince from the 18th century. He was so beautiful. For the first time, she saw Sirius for who he was.
She closed her eyes after her observation, and let the music wash over her again. At the end, a single tear ran down her cheek. Sirius turned to her and noticed it. He wiped it off with thumb which startled Hermione.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He said retrieving his hand quickly.

"No, it's ok." She said smiling, her eyes wet of unshed tears. "Did you compose this music?" He nodded. "It was beautiful. But it was so sad. Sirius I didn't know you felt so sad inside..." She admitted feeling suddenly guilty. "If you were so sad by this whole situation, why didn't you say something? I would have helped... I would have tried...."

"Hermione... Calm down." He began as he held her face with both hands. She stared into his blue eyes and felt her heartbeat accelerate. "This has nothing to do with you. When I wrote this, it was shortly after running out of Azkaban."

Hermione blinked and a few unshed tears ran down her cheeks. "It must have been really aweful." Her throat felt constricted between the pain she felt for him and the feelings he was giving her at this very moment.

"It was. But it's in the past. No worries." He said smiling. His face started approaching her face but he eventually kissed her forehead. She let out a breathe she had been holding. He released her face and she simply stared at him. "Everything alright?"

Hermione shook her heard. "Yes yes... I'm fine." She got up from the bench quickly. "I think I will go to bed. Good Night."

She walked pass him but felt a hand grip her own. Turning around, she looked at Sirius. His eyes were intense, but he eventually released her. "Night." He simply said and she walked to her room. He shook his head. What the hell was wrong with me? I almost felt the urge of kissing her. But those eyes, they were so caring, so compassionate, so understanding. He could see why Remus had fallen for the young witch.

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The following morning, Hermione woke up early and had breakfast. The house elves had insisted on making it for her who, after fifteen minutes of fighting, eventually gave in. She ate it quickly and noticed it was a beautiful day outside. The sun was shining and the air was warm. Not warm enough to be in t-shirt, but a simple pullover would do. She took a book from the library and sat outside on the white bench. She began reading but her mind soon drifted to Remus whom she hoped was alright. And then her mind drifted to Sirius and how she almost thought he was going to kiss her. She shook her head frustrated. She decided to concentrate on her book.

After a couple hours of reading, she heard someone coughing behind her. She turned around and saw Sirius in a dark pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that revealed all the muscles his body had. She had noticed how well-built he was before, but today, she seemed more focused on it as usual. She shook her head lightly.

"Good morning, Sirius." She greeted smiling.

"Morning." He answered returning her smile. "May I join you?"

She nodded and they took a seat on the bench. They began to talk about the book she was reading. Eventually the conversation led to them teading and fighting each other for the fun of it. He chased her across the garden eventually and then grabbed pulling her to the ground.

"Hahaha. Witch. You think I am too old to run after you? Is that so?" She pushed him and eventually was straddling him.

"Not strong enough to keep me on the ground it would seem."

In a swift movement, he was on top of her, holding her hands firmly with one hand, and blocking her legs with his own. Giggling, Hermione felt Sirius hand caressing her cheek. They said at each other for a long minute. Her eyes suddenly widened realizing in which situation she was in. Remus... She thought. What would he think of her if he found her?

"Sirius let me go..." She said looking away.

His eyes showed hurt but got off and helped her up. He knew who she just thought about. He felt guilty himself suddenly. "I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to get this far."

"It's not your fault." She answered still not looking at him.

Sirius wouldn't have any uncomfortable situation between them. He grabbed her chin lightly and turned her face to face him. But her eyes looked elsewhere. "Hermione, look at me..." She was stubborn and didn't at first. "Please..." He pleaded. Eventually, she did look at him. "Don't feel guilty. I'm sorry if I made you feel suddenly uncomfortable."

Hermione let one tear run down her cheek. The truth was she felt lonely without Remus, but she also felt Sirius's loneliness. She was torn between wanting to be faithful to Remus but also alleviate Sirius's loneliness. Sirius wiped her tear and stared at her a few more seconds. He let her go. He watched her walk back to the house. Hermione's heart was pounding. She wanted to kiss him so bad in that moment when he looked at her, but it would have been wrong. She walked to her room and felt so bad. She felt like she was betraying the man she loved. She would have to talk to him about. And she will!

In the garden, Sirius stood there, staring at the empty spot where she stood a few minutes ago. For a moment, he wanted to kiss her, seduce her into having sex with him. But he only wanted to bed her. He just needed a good fuck.

Or so he thought...

A/N : I wanted to start a little of the Sirius/Hermione teasing, sexual tension. I want to play with that a little.... I will eventually get to them, and Remus/Sirius, and Remus/Hermione/Sirius *whistles*