*AN I don't own Harry Potter, this is just for fun.

Chapter 2: Codename Black Dog

Approximately at four o'clock, Hermione pulled up to an empty dock. The only building was an abandoned warehouse. Hermione killed the engine on her bike allowing the silence of the dock to fill the air. She stood beside her bike taking off her gloves when the hairs on the back of her neck started to prickle. Her head shot up, nostrils flaring and pupils dilating.

Then suddenly Hermione was in the air performing a back flip. Where she stood before a sword was slicing through the air. Hermione landed lightly on her feet behind her attacker. Just as fast as her, her attacker swung, bringing the sword around in an arc directed at her head. Her hand shot out and clamped on to the wrist holding the sword. A soft cry came from her attacker and the sword dropped from the hand. Hermione's other hand went to the guy's throat.

Without effort Hermione lifted him up into the air. Hermione was barely applying pressure but being lifted off the ground by a 5'2" girl would scare anyone. She inhaled deeply, not recognizing the scent, and cocked her head slightly. A smirk then crossed Hermione's face.

"Well that's just sad. A newbie. Kid this was just your initiation. Congratulations, you're in."

Hermione then dropped him, and he went down in a heap. Through the entire ordeal the man's breathing and heart rate had increased. Now as he laid on the ground it was more prominent. The man removed his mask and glared up at Hermione. It probably would have been more intimidating if he wasn't gasping for breath. Laughter rang out through the air. Hermione saw them come from the shadows, before they were actually there.

Yet if a human were watching they would seem to have appeared in a blink of an eye. So I guess being an immortal freak has its advantages, Hermione thought. She watched as they pulled her attacker up and clapped him on the back. She heard and smelled him before actually seeing him. His scent was always similar to a wet dog and he was clapping slowly. He was the last to join in on the fun judging that in the direction he was coming from was through the sea of people.

They parted for him, and grew silent. The smirk returned to Hermione's face as her eyes met the newcomers. His grayish-blue eyes held laughter, while his face was set in a stern look.

"Mr. Longbottom, it is a very good thing Miss. Granger is not the enemy or else you'd be dead."

Hermione's smirk intensified. A flush came over the blond's face. She held out a hand to him as an attempt to shake hands and he reluctantly took it.

"Don't take it personally." Hermione said, with a glance at Sirius Black. "You got closer than the last one."

Sirius's warm laugh filled the air as he stepped forward. He clapped the young man on the shoulder.

"Alright, enough fun. Everyone needs to go back to their posts." His tone left no room for arguments and everyone began to drift back to the shadows. Hermione looked at Sirius with a bored expression and said sarcastically, "You know, I can find the way to the offices by myself. I'm not a child."

Sirius laughed and began to walk toward the abandoned warehouse. Hermione fell into step beside him. Hermione's nose crinkled and her face turned sour. Sirius's sharp eyes caught the movement and his smile grew.

"And deny us the pleasure of each other's company for a total of three minutes. More importantly deny me the pleasure of seeing your nose scrunch up in disgust." Hermione rolled her eyes. The door was now but a couple of yards away.

"Can you tell me what is so important that he needed me on this case?"

The laughter faded from Sirius's face, and now he looked weary and old around the eyes.

"He's been very secretive lately, all I know is that it's bad." Hermione nodded and her thoughts began to swirl in her mind. They reached the door to the warehouse and Sirius touched the back of the padlock. The back of the padlock held a fingerprint scanner, which was the only way to unlock the warehouse. With a soft click the padlock fell open and into Sirius's hand.

He pulled the door open for Hermione. Hermione took a step inside and looked back at Sirius. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small silver remote with a black button on it. He lightly pressed it and the warehouse was bathed in dim light and a stair way hidden under the floorboards was revealed.

"Are you sure you want to go into that dark and creepy tunnel instead of staying with warm and cuddly me?" He asked, his laughing face returning and making him look years younger. Hermione gave a small smile.

"As tempting at that offer is, I rather face what hides in the dark than continue to be exposed to the smell of dog." Sirius laughed, the sound of it echoing through the building.

"Hope to see you again, Dark Angel."

"See ya, Black dog." With that last remark, Hermione walked to the staircase and began to descend into it. Her night vision helped guide her, yet motion detectors caused the pathway to become lit as the lights were activated. The only sound was her heels clacking against the hallway's floor. Within minutes she reached the double glass doors. In the middle of each door was a bright red phoenix. Hermione pulled them open and stepped in.

* R and R please. Constructive criticism is welcome.