Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the characters
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the characters
Characters: Hermione/Sirius
Hermione wanted to literally beat herself upside the head with the rather large book she was supposed to be reading. The book was something about Goblins and the 21st Century, but honestly, for once Hermione couldn't care less about reading a sodding book. Her mind was elsewhere. More specifically, she was focused on the dark haired, sexy man sitting across from her in the living room.
She couldn't help but stare over her book, as Sirius sat in the chair, idly twirling his wand between those marvelous fingers. It was if he didn't have a care in the world. It was as if he couldn't see just how frustrated she was becoming just by looking at him.
Her eyes roamed the length of him starting at his rather long mane of black hair, going over the gray, mischievous eyes, straight nose, and those full lips that made her go weak in the knees. Her eyes continued over the nicely tanned, and taut muscles of his arms. Annoyed by the thoughts whirling through her head, Hermione made a huffing noise and tried to go back to her book.
An amused Sirius watched the young girl have an internal struggle with herself, as he saw her attempt at reading her book.
"Did you like what saw?" He asked her cockily, causing a flustered Hermione to look up quickly, a blush coming to her cheeks.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," She replied haughtily, though she still could not maintain the heat that was no doubt showing on her face.
Grinning, Sirius stood up and walked over to her, settling himself down so close beside her that he could feel the warmth of her arm next to his, and some of her hair tickling his shoulder. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered seductively, "I know you were watching me; believe me I've watched you plenty of times since you've been here." He began idly stroking her leg as he talked. "I also know that you want me Hermione. I've seen the way you've looked at me, you're eyes get so dark, I have a hard time controlling myself from snogging you senseless."
A delectable shiver ran through Hermione's body at the feel of his hand stroking her thigh and the warm breath against her ear. The things he whispered to her made her want to ravage him right there. As she felt his hand leave her leg, she almost made a sound of protest, until she felt it on her neck, moving up towards her face, followed by his lips. She let out a little gasp of shock and pleasure as he started nibbling on a spot near her ear. Suddenly, he stopped and turned her face towards his. As he did this, she saw the same darkness in his eyes as he described seeing in her own. That look made her stomach pool with heat, and it felt as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire.
Not being able to withstand another moment of it, Hermione forcefully pressed her lips to his, her hands tangled roughly in his hair. They both knew that this was dangerous, doing this out in the open for anyone to see. Thing was, neither of them cared.
Pulling apart for air, Hermione looked dazedly at Sirius with heavy-lidded eyes, both of their breathing labored.
Smiling slightly, Hermione looked down at the floor where her book had laid abandoned and forgotten. In the most Hermione-ish voice she could muster, she said, "I was trying to read you know."
Smirking as though satisfied with himself, Sirius just shrugged. "You can't honestly tell me that that boring book was more interesting than what I just did, can you?"
Authors Note: I love Sirius and Hermione (: And reviews. Please?