HI everyone, back with Chapter 3 just a reminder that I am not J.K. Rowling just like playing in her world.

Sirius xoxo

The Triangle

Chapter 3

(Three months later)

Harry was neck deep in mud and all he wanted was a hot shower and a soft bed. He had been on this case for the past 3 weeks without a break and he had finally had enough. They had caught their target through the night and even though Harry knew he had a crap load of paper work to get through, he just wanted to sleep. The authorities were processing the prisoners and Harry was trying to get through it quickly. He answered as many questions as needed and then quickly drew his men in for a quick debrief.

"OK Ron and I are very pleased with today's capture and as a result we have stopped a significant group from rising to power yet again. Go home boys and sleep because your reports are due in a few days." There were a few groans at that but otherwise most of the men started patting each other on the back as a sign of congratulations.

Ron approached Harry and Sirius who had just apparated in, "Hey Harry are you going straight home?" Ron mirrored Harry's look of exhaustion and both of them needed some well earned rest, the last 36 hours had been intense. Sirius told them both to have a few days off and Harry gladly accepted.

He apparated home and just wanted a shower and a bed in that order. Julia heard him apparate in and she went out to meet him.

"Harry, my God how long was that mission?" She went to greet him but seeing how dirty he was, she pulled back.

"Hi Jules, I need a shower and sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow or even after that." Harry threw his jacket down and stumbled towards the shower.

"Ahhh I don't think so Harry, did you forget tonight is my presentation ball at Hogwarts?" Harry stopped and swore under his breath, he knew there was no way in hell she was going to let him get out of this but he had to try.

"Jules, honey, I am exhausted, I haven't sleep for four nights straight, I've been on that mission for three weeks, I really need sleep all day and all tonight, can't you take Thomas or even Mary?" Well didn't that open up the proverbial can of worms, her rant went on for forty minutes before he gave up.

"OK for heavens sake I'll go to your stupid ball just get out and leave me to have some bloody sleep will you!" Harry stormed off and slammed the bathroom door much harder than needed be.

Julia watched him walk away, yeah you bloody well will escort me there tonight, the who's who of the press world will be there and I'll be stuffed if I'm going with out THE Harry Potter.

Harry's head hit the pillow and he died. He felt her wake him up all too soon and he tried to clear the grogginess from his head.

"Harry get up and have a shower, your suit is hanging there and we have half an hour before we have to apparate in, so hurry up!" Jules adjusted the long silver gown she was wearing. Her long black hair contrasted beautifully with it and she knew it. The dress had one sleeve on and one off with a huge split up the right leg and a special slip to put her wand into on her left leg. The split almost hit her hip and the very high heels she wore accentuated her thin legs. Harry struggled against the light glaring in his eyes, they were burning from lack of sleep. He pulled out the pillow from under his head and put it over his face, ahhhh darkness.

"Harry GET UP!" Harry dropped a few swear words and then when the pillow was ripped off his face he let her have it.

"Julia for fuck's sake, leave me alone!"

"Potter don't you curse at me, get your arse out of bed and take me to the ball." Harry knew it was pointless arguing so he stumbled out of bed and walked into the bathroom and had a cold shower this time.

Harry walked out in his black suit and saw an impatient Julia tapping her foot waiting for him.

"Come on what took so long... did you even brush your hair. Damn it I hate your ridiculous hair!" Julia waved her wand over his head trying to tame it.

"Just leave it and lets get this ridiculous thing out of the way can we?" Julia huffed and roughly grabbed his arm and then apparated them both to the specified landing area in Hogwarts. When they landed Harry pulled his hand away and Julia spun around on him instantly.

"Listen to me, you ruin tonight for me and you wait to see what happens, am I clear?" Harry looked at her and wondered yet again what on earth he saw in this woman.

"Yes dear I will be your obedient husband although I'm sure it doesn't hurt your career to be Mrs Potter either, so how about you don't forget that!" Harry walked away from her and she rushed to catch up and take his arm, she took a calming breath and plastered a smile to her face to be ready for her photographers.

Snap, snap, flash flash, cameras were going crazy, everyone wanted to talk to Julia Potter, Harry's wife and most importantly, the rumoured gold winner of tonight's prestigious award, 'The Skeeter Award of Journalism Excellence'. Harry still marvelled at the ridiculous name for the award, fancy having Skeeter, journalism and excellence in the one sentence. Harry forced a half decent smile onto his face, just enough for people not to ask questions or speculate the end of the Potter's marriage. Little did everyone know how close that was.

Harry was bored to death and tried to avoid all the mingling that Julia was doing, Thomas seemed to have that covered anyway. As he sat and wondered what on earth he was doing, he felt a presence behind him. He turned and smiled, "Hello Professor how are you?" Harry stood to greet Professor Dumbledore and then they both sat down to talk.

"Harry I believe congratulations are in order?" Harry nodded and for the next half an hour Harry told Dumbledore about the mission and how successful it had been. After asking the relevant questions, Dumbledore got onto the subject he was here for.

"Harry have you had any further contact with Miss Granger?" Harry shook his head and then finished the Scotch he was drinking in one swig. He motioned for the house elf to get him a refill and Dumbledore continued.

"I find I am in quite an awkward position Harry," Harry looked at him and questioned him.

"As I said on my earlier visit, Hermione had hit rock bottom but after your visit and then her subsequent relocation, she found that she couldn't keep running and then discovered she didn't know how to find you."

"She's looking for me? Is she OK?" Harry was starting to panic, he was imagining the worst.

"'Ok' probably isn't the term I would use but as I said she has no way of finding you and unfortunately she is becoming quite desperate." Harry could feel his heart starting to race and he wanted to grab Dumbledore and make him tell him where she was. He tried to calm down but he found it wasn't working.

"Sir, please tell me where she is? I need to know, I need to bring her home." Harry's controlled voice showed Dumbledore what he needed to see.

"Harry your wife needs you here tonight, this might not be the right time?" For some reason Harry felt such desperation, he was worried he was going to lose her again maybe this time for good.

"Professor Dumbledore, I really couldn't care less about these Balls and galas, I will tell Julia I was called to an emergency, she's got that assistant anyway just please tell me where Hermione is, that's if you know where she is?" Dumbledore smiled and passed him a paper with some writing on it.

"Leave Mrs Potter up to me Harry, go, time is of the essence!"

Harry stood up and ran out the large doors and Thomas watched him leave and smiled to himself. After a considerable amount of time had passed, he went to Julia and told her he left and she was furious. Dumbledore found Julia and told her that there was a problem with the case and the Minister called him in. Whether it was out of respect for Dumbledore or the fact that she was just a little scared of him, she didn't argue with him.

Harry ran outside and pulled open the paper, it had an address on it, an address he was not familiar with. He landed there and as soon as he did he was struck with a howling wind. He seemed to be on a small island or the edge of the mainland but where? Harry looked around and found a small lighthouse that could have been abandoned. He approached and then saw someone sitting up the top with their legs hanging over. He looked at the figure and he was sure it was her, he could recognise that shape and hair flow anywhere. He panicked and apparated straight to where she was sitting.

"Hermione?" Harry said carefully, hoping not to startle her.

Harry was surprised when she started to laugh, why she was laughing confused him.

Come on Hermione, you're starting to lose it. Now you can hear his voice. She finished her drink and threw her glass over the edge. Harry moved forward and positioned himself so he could grab her if need be.

"Hermione please turn around?" Harry waited and slowly closed the distance between himself and her. She slowly turned around and gasped as she saw him standing there. She jolted and as a result she started to slip off the ledge, Harry darted forward and grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

"What the hell are you trying to do Hermione? Destroy me?" Harry pulled her up and checked her over to make sure she was ok. He then hugged her tightly to his body.

He grabbed her shoulders and made her look at him, "You listen to me, I am going to take you somewhere right now, this time I'm not asking ok? I think apparating will probably make you sick but you'll have to deal with it." Hermione nodded.

"Where is all your stuff Hermione?" she glanced down at the bottom of the cliff and Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Hold on to me and don't let go!" Harry grabbed her around her waist and pulled her in to him.

"Never," she whispered but with the howling wind and the crashing waves, Harry didn't hear her. He apparated them straight to his unit and they landed in the middle of the lounge room. Hermione let go and looked around staggering to get her balance.

"Where are we?" Harry waved his hands and lit the candles on the mantle piece, the fire in the hearth and a few other lights around the unit.

"This is your new home Hermione?" Harry walked over and adjusted the wards, he set them so nobody could enter and he especially marked Julia as he didn't need any surprises.

"But whose place is it Harry?" Harry checked the fridge and refilled it with fresh food as well as the cupboards. He showed her the main bedroom, the spare rooms, the bathroom and the small courtyard.

"It's my place Hermione but I've not lived here, its an investment property."

"Well isn't your wife going to be upset?"

"She doesn't know of it, don't you concern yourself with her." Hermione nodded even though she still felt odd.

"Harry thank you for everything, I'll pay you back, I promise." Harry shook his head and approached her.

"Hermione I want nothing off you, I just want you to be safe and happy OK that is all I have ever wanted. Stay here as long as you want, like I said the unit is not used, it's yours as long as you want it." Hermione nodded and then noticed his clothing.

"Did I disturb a special occasion tonight?" Harry shook his head, "No just a stupid ball thing for the press."

"Your wife you mean?" Hermione's demeanour changed and Harry took it as his cue to leave.

"I'm not arguing with you, have a good sleep and I'll see you tomorrow." Harry leant forward and kissed her forehead and then he apparated back to Hogwarts.

He snuck back in through the large doors and noticed they were in the middle of presenting the trophies, he looked at the table on the stage and saw one silver remained as well as the gold.

Good I didn't miss it.

He wormed his way through the standing crowds back to where he was seated and then he clapped along side the other guests as the person for Silver was announced.

"and the part of the night we have all been waiting for... the winner of the prestigious Skeeter Award of Journalism Excellence goes to... Julia Potter." A huge roar of applauds erupted throughout the hall and Harry watched as she took it all in. She just loved the limelight.

"Oh my goodness, I'm lost for words..." everybody laughed, "... well firstly thank you to the Board, I appreciate this award and even though I am the recipient again this year, it means more to me every year," more applauses.

"I would like to thank my assistant Thomas for supporting me as unfortunately my husband couldn't be here..." she stopped when he joined her on stage. "... oh you made it back sweetheart," Harry didn't miss the bitterness in her voice or the scowl from Thomas as he quietly slipped back away from the centre of the stage. The Master of ceremonies handed Harry a microphone much to Julia's disdain.

"I would like to take a minute to thank the people who voted for my wife. As you all know, the press and I have never really seen eye to eye," a few laughs throughout the hall, "but its refreshing when the news being told is... accurate... and from a … reliable source. Congratulations honey." Harry could feel her hand squeezing his arm in protest of his little speech and when he leant forward to kiss her lips she turned and he got her cheek. He wasn't impressed but he didn't make a scene.

He turned and stepped back to wait for her in the view of everyone and with one more round of applause Julia then left as well. Once at their table she placed her hand on his thigh and squeezed it tightly.

"Where the hell were you you bastard, I told you not to stuff this up!" Harry looked over and leant into her with a smile on his face, from the outside it looked romantic.

"Remove your hand or I will make sure you never write another article again dear," Julia let go quickly. They were interrupted by another request for a photo and Harry put his arm around her shoulders and she almost died. He was deliberately trying to ruin her, she was sure of it. Julia had spent many, many times explaining to him how to behave in public and how to sit, eat, and especially how to take a photo and dropping his big arm across her delicate shoulders and ruining her hair and dress was most definitely not the right way. The night continued on and they were constantly bombarded with people wanting photos and quotes, Harry liked the ones who asked them to kiss for a photo and he smiled just waiting for Julia to decide which photographers were going to be fired tomorrow.

"Mr Potter can we ask a few questions on the huge case you uncovered last night?" The young man was hoping for a scoop but Harry hadn't done his report yet so talking to the press was a no no.

"Sorry young man its my wife's night tonight, not a night to talk work!" After the next round of food was served Harry told her he had to go back to the Ministry as he had to check up on some files. She had no interest what so ever in his work and discretely told him not to wait up for her she would be celebrating with her friends tonight. Harry internally cheered, finally he would get some sleep.

He apparated back to the Ministry and after making sure everything was processed he went to Hermione's to check on her even though he was force-ably trying to stay awake, he found the unit was quiet. Harry walked down towards the bedroom and looked in on her. She was curled up on top of the bed fast asleep and fully dressed. The moonlight was coming in through the window and it covered her with a bluey glow and Harry walked over and took a tendril of her hair and let it fall through his fingers. He gently lifted her small body up and laid her back in the bed under the covers. Harry knew it was wrong but he was just so tired, he laid down on his side to face her. It would just be for a few seconds. He just wanted to look at her face glowing in the moonlight but his fatigue took over and he fell fast asleep with his fingers entangled in her hair.

Harry slept so soundly and comfortably that he didn't want to wake up and the person he was holding was so warm and cuddly he then realised it could not possibly be his wife, she didn't even sleep next to him let alone cuddle him. Harry's eyes shot open and he recognised the room instantly. The previous night's memories came flooding back to him and he needed to get out of Hermione's bed before she woke up. He knew if he moved he would wake her up as their bodies were entangled in each other and it was difficult to know where one started and the other ended. She was pressed into his body and her hair was tickling his chest. Harry's arm was firmly around her body and his other one was folded under his pillow. Hermione's fingers were entangled with his and her legs the same.

"I'm awake Harry," Hermione slowly moved her legs away from his and untangled her fingers then she turned around to face him. The loss of heat on his body as she moved was very noticeable.

"Hermione, I'm sorr..."

"No Harry don't apologise, I know nothing happened, its ok." Harry tried to keep his mind clear and focussed but he was struggling, really struggling. The air was charged and he could feel it.

"I shouldn't of laid down Hermione, it was very wrong to do that to you but I was just so tired." Harry started to get up and Hermione laid back on her back and watched him.

"Harry why did you bring me here?" Harry was walking out to go to the bathroom but he stopped and turned around. He looked at her laying in bed and every bone in his body wanted to go back to her but he couldn't.

"Hermione I need a secretary, someone who knows me, knows how I work and most importantly can give up with me." Harry looked at her with anticipation, waiting to see how she would react.

"Are you leaving?" she asked.

Harry looked at her and didn't really know what to say, did she want him to stay, should he even stay, probably not but he thought he would ask anyway.

"Do you want me to go, I understand if you do?" Hermione stood up and walked over to him and stood right in front of him and Harry wasn't sure of what she was going to do but he stood firm.

Hermione put her small hands on his chest and looked up into his eyes and then said "No, please stay."

So now you know what Harry and Julia are like together, hope you enjoyed this one

Sirius xoxo