A/N Here is Chapter 3. As this is A Sirimione fic, I wanted to get to their first romantic bits, so the Ron stuff moves pretty fast. The blonde will also be revealed as well. As this is my fic and my imagination, I can play with the characters as I see fit, If you don't like something I've done you do not have to read it. To those that keep reading, I want to say thank you and I hope you enjoy. Oh, also, I am clearly an American and I know nothing about the venues I chose, If anyone has any suggestions they'd live to provide please feel free to tell me.

~Lyra

It was two weeks after the incident before Kingsley would even let her back in the ministry, he had asked her half a dozen times if she was sure she wanted to be an unspeakable, each time becoming harder to say yes. Two full weeks of night terrors and panic attacks in the morning, not only about Ron but of all the things she experienced during the war. She very rarely left Sirius' side, the attachment to him provided comfort for them both but confused those around him. Remus and Harry had both questioned him about her, neither one upset, but both asking him to be cautious and to take care of her in their own way. Ron still hadn't been found, but his spoon showed that he had been married, they all assumed to the blonde that appeared, they were all confused by her though, Daphne Greengrass, part of the sacred 28. Ron had never mentioned her, never seen with her either, they were hoping for answers at their trials.

She was terrified that Ron would find her, her nightmares scared Sirius and he took up a permanent post as padfoot at the foot of her bed, which secretly they both loved. She refused to go anywhere without Sirius or someone with her, often screaming that she had turned weak, that this couldn't have been who she was. Hermione felt weak and mentally exhausted and she finally relented and told Kingsley she needed more time and he offered her a research position in Sirius and Remus' department, which she immediately agreed to. Not just safe in general, but safe from Ron, as only a handful had access to their office.

When he took her down, they both greeted her and welcomed her into their little circle, the offices making space for her to have one. She smiled when she saw the charmed wall, a black dog and a werewolf playing in the forest.

"Why don't we try to find your animagus, Hermione?" Remus asked her, a laugh in his voice.

"Sirius has mentioned it a few times, I honestly have been considering it, but I think I need to get my head straight first."

"When your ready, we'll do it and will add it to the wall," Sirius said to her, a spark in his eyes.

She said she was going home to retrieve some things for her office and declined both offers to escort her. When she stepped through the floo, she immediately called for Kreacher, he announced his arrival with a pop. He had taken to calling her Mistress Hermione, even with her objection.

"Mistress is home, how can Kreacher help?" he asked her.

"I have a new job at the ministry, working with Sirius and Remus. Do you think you could help me gather somethings and take them back with me?" she asked him.

"Of course, Mistress! He said enthusiastically, "Congratulations are in order, I'll make your favorite for dinner." he finished with a pop heading upstairs. She was halfway upstairs when the alarms on the wards went off. She panicked, sending a patronus to Sirius she went to find Kreacher so he could help her. When she reached the third-floor storage room, she was hit with an all too familiar hex and with a scream she was down on the ground, blood pouring from her side. Kreacher was there in an instant popping them both to the ministry, to his master. He had strict orders from Sirius that if anyone broke the wards, he was to immediately take them both away and lock down the house so no one could leave. When the Aurors were notified, Kreacher took them back to Grimmauld, where they found and incarcerated Ron Weasley and his wife, Daphne. His gift to her was supposed to be ending the mudblood as they had found out from them using veritaserum. Astoria had died in the final battle, and Daphne blamed Hermione for not helping as she tried to do with Lavender. Apparently, the two had met at a Quidditch game and they began a secret relationship and came up with this plan to kill Hermione. Harry and the entire Weasley family were blind with rage, Ron made some comments about things he did to Hermione when questioned, Harry and the twins all had cast a few hexes in his general direction, and Molly and Ginny were crying before they stormed out of the room.

Ron's trial was relatively quick, for the use, attempted or not, of an unforgivable, plus attacking the Gryffindor princess, he received the Dementor's Kiss. Daphne, suffered the same fate, for the one who has cast the Sectumsempra and the addition to the unforgivable list. Hermione ended up at St. Mungo's for a few days and with that everyone came to see her. Sirius never left her side, she was still in the hospital when their trials had arrived. Hermione collapsed against Sirius when they told her, she then became incredibly upset that she had caused the Weasley's the loss of their son

"This is not your fault", the Weasley's told her, Fred and George kept trying to make her laugh while Molly made tea and Arthur tinkered with a muggle radio.

Hermione had become a jumpy mess, constant nightmares and she couldn't sleep, the slightest noise would set her off. Sirius decided then and there he was going to take her somewhere, he couldn't stand to see her this way. He arranged for a portkey and told her they needed to go somewhere for work, but she could pack relaxed and comfy stuff. The following week, they were packed with Harry and Remus the only two who knew and they sent them on their way. Hermione shrunk her bags and placed them in her cloak as did Sirius before grasping the Keychain of Big Ben and feeling the tug taking them to his surprise.

When they landed in her parents living room, Hermione couldn't decide whether to be pissed or upset at him.

"What the hell are we doing here?!" she asked him, her eyes tearing up.

"I wanted to surprise you, I thought to be somewhere safe and familiar would make you happy and help you relax…" he trailed off.

"Thank you, but I thought we were working?" she asked him

"We are, kind of, working on helping you, I've procured tickets for the opera, wind concerto's, movies and we have reservations at all of your favorite restaurants," at that, her eyebrow quirked up, "from that muggle drinking game we played," he said quietly.

"I don't know what to say…" she said, her face fluttering through a mixture of emotion.

"If it's too much or it's stupid, we can just go-" he started to say before she interrupted him, "Sirius, it's wonderful, thank you".

She moved to the kitchen, noticing that Kreacher must've stocked the place, she put on some tea, while silently banishing their bags to their rooms and taking the sheets off the furniture that she replaced, in case she ever had to go on the run again.

"So, what are we doing this evening?" she asked him.

"Well kitten, tonight we have reservations at The Ledbury, then a concerto at Lyceum Theatre. We'll be apparating into the city, If that's okay?" he quickly asked her.

"That sounds wonderful Sirius, though I hope I have something nice enough" she wondered aloud, while mentally checking her packed clothes.

"Well, if not we could just go shopping" He smirked at her.

Her smile back was all he needed to know. This would work, she would be back to her powerful, amazingly smart and strong self he knew by the time their two weeks were up. They had their tea and watched a bit of telly before heading out to a shopping district, one that she knew apparently because she dragged him into a sweets place and purchased some macarons and other treats before making their way to a couple of shops.

When they had finally arrived back to her parents home, they made their ways to separate rooms, to shower and get ready for their night. She wouldn't let him see the dress she picked out, even though he insisted on paying, she debated on how he procured a muggle credit card while she showered, in addition on how to put the money back into his vault.

She finished her shower and began playing some music on the muggle radio that she had gotten from Arthur, and started to get ready. She used a few charms that she had picked up from Ginny and the other girls to dry and tame her hair. Then she applied light makeup, with a heavier eye than usual and a deep red lipstick.

She moved onto the dress, a black floor-length, satin and skin-hugging, it had an intriguing back to it, which was the reason she purchased it. The dress was essentially backless but had a few straps meeting at a metal bird, which she transfigured into Sirius' animagus.

She felt odd, putting in all of this effort to look good and impress him, over the last month and a half she had, on some level, developed feelings for him, and while she was nowhere near ready for a relationship, she knew she wanted him, for the rest of her life.

A soft knock interrupted her train of thought and as she grabbed her same beaded bag, though she knew she didn't need it, it brought her a peace of mind. She looked one last time in the mirror and opened to door to a very handsome sight.

"Oh, Kitten, you look beautiful." he saw in awe as she blushed.

"You look incredibly handsome, plus I have a surprise for you, close your eyes? She half asked, half demanded.

He cocked an eyebrow at her, but did as he was asked, he could sense her moving, and was waiting patiently for her to speak.

"Okay, open them," she said, with trepidation.

"Oh, Hermione, I love it" he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her, in shock of the witch in his arms.

"I'm glad, Thank you for doing this for me Sirius, I am already feeling better and I think that I would like to try for my animagus next week," she said as she leaned into him. She tried to ignore the heat that filled her abdomen and lower, as he gave her a chaste kiss on her neck, before abruptly pulling away.

"I'm sorry 'Mi, I know you're still recovering, I really am trying not to overstep," he said as he shook himself, "I promised you two weeks of recovery, I just feel so attached to you, I need you" he whispered while she turned to face him.

"Oh Sirius" she whispered as she moved into his chest, wrapping her arms around him, "You are right, I am not ready, yet, but I.. I need you too," she said, her voice cracked. "That's part of the reason I chose to leave the unspeakables department, at first it was because I was terrified, but I can't not be around you. Part of me feels guilty because that's all that Ron wanted and I couldn't give him that, but I can give you that and I don't understand why" she sobbed into his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her even tighter and thought for a moment before he responded to her.

"Love, you cannot think like that. That boy was severely abusive, I think while you would have enjoyed being an unspeakable, you were doing it to get away from him. I'm not saying you've always had feelings for me or anyone else, but I honestly think you really didn't love him, I think he terrified you into loving him" he said.

"I think you are right, I really hated the idea of being away from Harry and you, but I couldn't stand to be near him", she said softly.

"When you saved me from the veil, I never thought I'd be able to tell you how much that meant to me. Hearing your voice amidst the chaos sometimes still rings in my ears, and when I heard that same voice scream during that first week home broke my heart. I didn't, oh hells, I couldn't let you go, I thought Harry was going to kill me when I had you in my lap." He let out a small laugh as he finishes.

She looked up at him, debating on kissing him when she didn't have to debate anymore, she needed and wanted to. Just one kiss until she was ready, or felt more ready that she already did.

Up on her toes, she placed her hands gently on his chest, while he left one arm around her and brought his hand to her face, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.

"Are you sure?" he asked her with a ragged breath.

"Yes," she replied, barely getting the answer out before he kissed her. Jolts of passion moved throughout their bodies, they both began to deepen the kiss, neither wanting to stop. They both pulled away at the same time, resting their foreheads on each others.

"Hermione, that was amazing", Sirius said breathlessly.

She just looked at him and smiled, a light blush creeping onto her cheeks. Grabbing her hand he pulled her to his side so they could apparate into the city for their first night of activities.

A/N- Woofie17, Congrats! you were right, I was a bit shocked honestly! Hope you enjoyed it!