Gone

A/N Okay I decided to write yet another chapter before I leave, so here we go! And thank you for reviews again, I appreciate them! :)

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Her eyes shot open when she heard a crash from the corridor.

Oh no! Did I cry it aloud?

OH NO!

She laid still and tried to listen. It was completely quiet, and she was almost sure she had heard wrong, and there wasn't anybody in the stairs. But then she heard another crash; like somebody's head bashed to the wall. She held her breath and closed her eyes.

Oh no… There is somebody… And whoever it is, has definitely heard when I… Oh God, this can't be happening!

And why did I dream about _him_ anyway!?

She vowed she would never leave this room again. Never!

In the stairs Sirius was staring the wall blankly. He couldn't believe his eyes. He would have accused alcohol, but he wasn't even wasted.

What in the Merlin's name is going on here? She couldn't be crying out _my_ name, couldn't she?

He could almost hear her words, and closed his eyes and couldn't help the image rising to his mind. He started to feel familiar pressure in his pants and smashed his fist angrily to the wall.

Damn her and her… whatever that was! I just started to get grip of myself around her!

His knuckles were bleeding. He took a deep breath, and thought it would be better to sleep this off. Maybe this was just some hallucination.

Harry sat in his bed and shaked his head.

Did I just hear Hermione crying out Sirius' name? It couldn't be Hermione… It just…

Bullshit, I know her voice. It was her. But Sirius couldn't be with her, couldn't he? He is out, right? With Remus.

Harry thought he needed a glass of water. He rose and slipped out from his door, just to see Sirius sneak in to his room at the same moment.

He is not out? So they…? Ewww… that's disgusting! I must have imagined this or something but this can't be true! Now I think I need something stronger than water!

Harry tiptoed to downstairs and without thinking he grabbed one of the Sirius' bottles and popped it open.

I can't believe this…

Next morning Harry was sitting in the kitchen, and he had immediately noticed that Hermione wasn't awake. He almost choked to his coffee when he heard Sirius' voice to the doorway.

"Morning Harry…" He mumbled and ran his hand through his hair. Harry glared him and continued reading his copy of Daily Prophets. Sirius cocked an eyebrow to him and poured himself some coffee.

"What's gone in to your pants today…" He mumbled and frowned. Harry's head shot up. He narrowed his eyes to him.

"I think the better question is: Whose pants have you gone!?" He shot and Sirius' head snapped up.

"What?"

"You heard me. I wouldn't believe that of you!"

"Excuse me but believe what exactly?" Sirius asked annoyed. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Like you don't know!" Harry started to yell.

"I don't! So enlighten me Harry!" Sirius yelled back and stood up. Harry rose too. They glared each other.

"Shag 'Mione you dull! I heard you!"

"What?!" Sirius asked astounded. Harry narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean 'what'? She is my best friend and you're my bloody godfather and she is underage!"

"Slow down now Harry! First of all, I didn't err… shag her as you like to signify it. What makes you even think I did? What kind of person you think I am, huh?"

"Oh… So you… You two didn't… Oh…" Harry stuttered and then the understanding spread to his face and he blushed. "OH!" Sirius looked kind of ashamed when he realized that Harry had heard Hermione too. So he hadn't hallucinated it.

"I… err… Sorry Sirius… I just thought that… I don't know. Just… Sorry" Harry said and sat back down. Sirius did too and he eyed Harry and smirked then.

"Forget it. I'll take that the way that you think I'm so attractive that I could get anybody!" He laughed and Harry scoffed.

"Whatever Sirius"

What the hell I'll do? I can't stay hidden the rest of the summer! Oh Merlin…

It was almost evening and Hermione paced back and forth in her bedroom and ran her fingers through her tangled hair. She had thought all morning, and almost came to the decision to go downstairs and act like nothing happened. She had changed her mind when she had heard Harry yelling to Sirius. So Harry had heard her last night. But had Sirius heard too, or was it Harry who had caused the crash she heard?

I truly hope so… I'm starving; I have to go to get some food. Maybe I just wait that Harry is asleep and hope that Sirius is not in the kitchen.

But what about tomorrow? I can't hide forever. Besides; maybe Harry doesn't care what I dream about…?

She collapsed to her bed and closed her eyes. Few more hours and she would dare to go and get some food and books from the library. Unwanted images started to build up in her head, and without noticing she sighed when she almost felt Sirius' lips on her neck.

Stop! I don't want those images in my head! I. Don't. Want. Them!

Really? Asked a little voice inside her head but she ignored it and laid rest of the evening her eyes wide open staring blankly to the ceiling.

It felt like eternity, but the night came, and Hermione heard Harry saying 'good night' to Sirius, and if she heard right, Sirius was in the living room. So if she would tiptoe very very quietly, she probably would be able to sneak there and back without him noticing. So she slipped out from her room, and looked around. Hermione saw light under Harry's door, but he had said 'good night' so he wouldn't appear to downstairs. She stalked down the stairs and she was quite happy that she didn't make any sound, because usually the stairs creaked easily. Hermione was in the hall now, and looked cautiously around. She had probably never felt as stupid as now, but she really didn't want to bump to anyone. So she moved on and headed to the kitchen. Her head was rolling from side to side, when she opened few cupboards and grabbed quickly some fruits and few butterbeers. She turned around and almost sighed in relief when she saw Sirius in the doorway. His expression was surprised and for a moment she was sure he looked confused. But he covered it quickly.

"Well well, we thought you have died or something!" He smirked and walked past her to the cupboard. Hermione was sure he had brushed her on purpose. She bit her lip and took a deep breath.

"So you thought I was dead and you didn't come to check me, how very nice of you" She forced a smirk to her face and turned to face him. He eyed her with smug expression, and leant casually to the table behind him.

"But anyway, I didn't feel well and I stayed in bed" Hermione continued and lifted her chin. She was going to act like nothing happened.

He does not know… He didn't hear me. He would mock me if he did, and he isn't. So everything is fine. I just have to face Harry and we're good.

"Since you don't obviously speak with me, I'm heading back to bed" She stated and turned on her heels. Sirius chuckled and stepped few steps so he stood right behind her.

"Fine… Sweet dreams…" He whispered with thick voice to her ear, and walked past her to the living room, brushing her arm slightly on his way.

Oh NO! He heard me, oh no, no, no!

With furious blush creeping to her cheeks she ran to upstairs and slammed the door shut. She closed her eyes and steadied her breath.

What I'm gonna do now?

What are you playing at Sirius Black!?

He collapsed to the couch and tilted his head backwards. Time after time he had decided that he would treat her as he had treated her when she was 14 or something. And time after time he had failed. He just started to feel weird around her in these days, and it almost forced him to flirt to her. And Merlin's beard; it made him feel horrible, and not to mention dirty and stupid!

So why don't you just let go? Now you know she fancies you, don't you?

But damn it, she is a _child_!

Oh, she doesn't look like a one! You'll forget it when you touch her!

No! I will not take advantage of her; even she would probably fall in to my arms. She is teenage girl with teenage crush!

But you want her…

"Argh!" He yelled and bashed his hurt fist to the couch, and yelped the pain it caused. He stood up and ran his fingers through his hair. Then, in momentary aberration, he headed to upstairs, and was about to knock the door, but his hand stopped in mid way.

NO!

Yes! I will settle this whole thing up. Now.

NO!

Yes!

NO!

Yes. And he knocked. It was quiet for a long time, but then he heard Hermione's voice.

"Who's there?"

"Me. Let me in" He said and looked around nervously.

What if Harry comes?

He won't. Shut up.

"Sirius. What do you want? I won't come and drink with you!" She said behind her door. Sirius heard the forced cheerfulness in her voice.

"I need to talk to you for a sec" He said impatiently. "Please?" He added when Hermione didn't answer. It was still quiet. Sirius rolled his eyes and grabbed the doorknob.

"If you're not dressed, hide. I'm coming in" He said and slipped inside to her room. There was dark and Sirius saw Hermione standing in the corner, looking quite charged. He tilted his head and walked slowly towards her.

"Okay, so you want to mock me about last night, huh?" She said aggressively and lifted her chin proudly. Sirius stopped and raised his eyebrows surprised. He opened his mouth to say something but Hermione cut him off before he even made a sound.

"What you heard, is by every inch your fault! Your stupid smirks and winks! Do you take some great pleasure to tease people with your behavior, and then mock them when they fall in you?" Hermione's voice started to rise and Sirius looked her astonished.

"Hermione, listen…" He started and took few steps closer, but she backed off.

"I don't want to! I'm sure you would explain yourself out, but I don't want to hear. Go to Hell Sirius Black and leave me alone!" She hissed and narrowed her eyes. Sirius stood still for a few seconds.

"Fine. I really just wanted to talk to you!" He hissed back and turned on his heels and stormed out.

Merlin she is handful!

And what you would have said if she had listened?

Sirius went straight to his private cupboard and opened a whiskey bottle. He had just wanted to make clear that he wasn't playing with her on purpose; it was just that she was so young and his godson's best friend and he was drawn to her somehow. And he wanted to say that he did want her, but it was impossible, and in worst case scenario he would only hurt her. What if all what he felt was only lust and need for a woman, not attraction to her? Little voice inside his head told him it was not just lust, and that it was something in her…

I can just hope that these feelings fade when she and Harry will return to the school…

But immediately next day Hermione owled to Molly, and during that same day, she moved to the Burrow. Sirius didn't know what she had said to Molly, but the woman glared him even more menacingly than usually! Sirius felt empty, and during the next week, he noticed how every little thing reminded him of her. And who would have believed that Sirius Black was pining away 'cause of a woman! She didn't appear even the Order meetings.

So the autumn came, and Harry left Grimmauld Place, and returned to Hogwarts. Sometimes he remembered those feelings what he had when he was last time alone in this place. Trapped and lonely. This time he wasn't trapped, but he didn't want to go outside. He was kind of prisoner of his own mind. Sirius slept long, smoked too much, drank too much, and read evenings, and drank and smoked some more. Bad enough, the library was reminding him Hermione also. He couldn't believe it, but he was quite sure he had fallen in love.

Pity that she didn't feel the same… He thought and poured another glass of whiskey down his throat in one another lonely Thursday evening.

A/N Poor Sirius :'( I volunteer to go comfort him :D

Now, this is last chapter I write before my trip… Hope you liked it, and pleeease review :)

So now Trio has returned to Hogwarts, and I can tell you that in next chapter there will be a date, but it doesn't go as planned, and Ron and Lav will break up… Sounds maybe meaningless but it isn't! ;)