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Chapter 7-Everything's Not Lost
The prettiest thing I'm dreaming again
I ever did see
Was dusty as the handle on the door
Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor
Looks like home to me
Like I've always been
And way down low
I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing
Hermione felt liberated. Her relationship with Ron was over, everyone knew the entire story of how their relationship met its demise, and now she was free to be happy with Sirius. And was she happy. Happy wasn't the word for it, ecstatic was a much better description for the feeling she had at the moment.
She smiled serenely as she felt Sirius' arm wrap securely around her waist and pull her closer to his hard body. She sighed as she felt his lips brush softly against her neck, and gasped when he began sucking mercilessly on the side of her neck.
She turned her body to face the raven-haired wizard, ready to place a heated kiss on his lips, but she was satisfyingly surprised when he placed a sweet and intense kiss on the valley between her breasts.
She sighed slowly as he rolled his body onto hers, and began placing feather-like kisses on any available sliver of skin. His lips moved at a snails pace from her lips, to her neck, to her collarbone, continuing until she was complete putty in his mouth.
His hands began to leisurely remove the clothing from their bodies, allowing their natural forms to rub against one another, stimulating and pleasing each party.
They then felt the eruption within each of their bodies and Hermione felt the love flow towards her core.
The two lay sleepily in each others arms, without a worry of being caught or of the consequences of their actions, without worry of the hurt feelings that would be founded once their love affair was brought to light. The two lovers lay in quiet peace.
Hermione and Sirius sat in awkward silence. Sitting next to one another around the kitchen table within 12 Grimmauld Place, they tried hard to ignore the inquiring looks of Tonks and the livid looks from Mrs. Weasley.
Neither wanted to be there, but both refused to back down from those who believed that their relationship was wrong, because they both knew that in the end all that matter was their love for one another.
Everyone sat around the table eating the delicious food Molly Weasley had concocted for their pleasure, talking amicably. Well, all except Mrs. Weasley, who chose to ignore Sirius and Hermione, but continued to shoot scorching looks their way.
Hermione tried her best to disregard the looks, but she couldn't shake the feeling of hurt that surrounded her heart and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep her face masked. Sirius noticed the looks of pain within Hermione's eyes, and felt his heart break. He knew that Molly would have problems with their relationship, but every disgruntle look she gave Hermione made him want to rip her head off and play Quidditch with it.
"What's wrong love?" he whispered in her ear.
"Nothing, I'm fine," she smiled while lying.
"Don't lie to me, Hermione, I know when something is bothering you," he said in a commanding tone.
"It's just that Mrs. Weasley is…she's just being so unruly towards me, because of what I did to Ron," she sighed.
"Screw Molly, she needs to learn how to mind her own business and stop putting her nose in other people's lives. And Ron was cheating on you long before you and I began seeing each other. She needs to realize her precious baby is a grown man, who is far from being perfect and without flaws," he said heatedly, glaring daggers at the plump red-haired woman.
"I know you're right, but…but it doesn't stop it from hurting," she breathed softly.
Hermione and Sirius were so lost in their conversation that neither noticed Ron walk into the room. Ron stopped at the sight of Hermione and Sirius sitting so intimately with one another. Mrs. Weasley nostrils flared as she watched as Sirius and Hermione took no heed to her son's feelings.
Molly Weasley watched the scene with a black heart, she couldn't believe that mere weeks ago she had considered this wanton a daughter. She began making clicking noises with her mouth, trying to get the attention of the two infidels.
Sirius and Hermione broke from their conversation to silence; both wondered what had made the once jovial group lose its life. Neither had to wait long to find the source of the tension.
Hermione met the eyes of Ron and felt pangs of guilt when she saw the look of hurt within his blue eyes. She forced herself to remember that although she had been unfaithful, he had been as well, but this did nothing to ease the shame she felt.
Ron sat down next to his sister, Ginny, who, like her mother, had decided to give Hermione the silence treatment, but unlike her mother, she still talked to Sirius agreeably. Or she would have talked to Sirius, had he not been giving her the silence treatment for giving Hermione the silence treatment.
But it seemed that not the entire Weasley clan agreed with Molly, Ginny, and Ron.
"Oh Ron stop your pouting," Fred said grabbing a biscuit and stuffing it in his mouth, "Yeah you were with Loony long before Hermione was with Sirius," George finished for his twin.
Molly shot her two sons a shudder worthy glare, before moving her glare back to Hermione.
"Don't call her Loony," Ron seethed, "her name is Luna and she's my girlfriend, has been for the last two years," he finished with a roar.
"You see Molly, while you've been sneering at Hermione you seem to have forgotten your son's roll in this entire thing," Sirius said barely controlling his anger, "Ron is not the innocent angel you want to paint him as. He's as much to blame for this thing as Hermione and I.
"Now I'm taking Hermione home and I'd suggest that the next time some of you see her," he said glaring at Molly, Ron, and Ginny, "you apologize."
Sirius took Hermione's hand and led her to through the front door of Twelve Grimmauld Place and out into the night. He led her into a dark patch, wrapped his arms around her waist, and Apparated the two back to their apartment.
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