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I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Chapter 8
Hermione POV
Our way to Hogwarts in the Hogwarts Express wasn't very exciting. Harry was invited to meet Professor Slughorn and some other students at his compartment and Ron and I had to go through the train and keep an eye on the younger pupils.
The only strange thing was that Harry wasn't with Neville and Luna when they left the train. I thought that he was already in one of the carriages and on his way to the school and the others agreed, so we didn't search for him. In the great hall we realized, that Harry wasn't at the castle yet and we began to worry. Some time after the beginning of the feast he arrived, still wearing his normal clothes and being covered in blood.
I was the first of us to see him and I choked. "Harry, what happened to you?" I shrieked.
"Why, what's wrong with me?" Harry said and sat down between Ron and me.
"You're covered in blood! Come here." I raised my wand, "Tergeo! Okay, at least now the blood's gone."
"Thanks." Harry answered. "How's my face looking?"
"Normal." Ron answered anxiously. "Why shouldn't it?"
"I'll tell you later." Harry said curtly.
I nodded. Of course he didn't want to say something when Ginny, Neville, Seamus, Dean and obviously Nearly Headless Nick were listening.
"How was your time at Slughorn's compartment?" I asked to change the subject.
"Wanted to know what really happened at the Ministry." Harry said.
"Him and everyone else here." Ron rolled his eyes. "Many people were questioning us on the train, wanted to know if you really are the Chosen One."
I nodded. "I hope they'll stop that soon. If they don't shut their mouths, I'll hex them."
Harry smiled, while Ron raised his eyebrows. "You'll hex them? I bet-"
He was interrupted my Dumbledore going to his feet. The whole hall was quiet now and the headmaster had the full attention of all his students.
"The very best of evenings to you!" he said, smiling broadly and opening his arms wide.
"What happened to his hand?" I frowned and looked at Harry with big eyes.
"His hand was like that when I saw him in the holidays. Seems like it wasn't cured by now."
"But why?" Ron wanted to know. "I mean, Madam Pomfrey can do something like that with one movement of her wand, right?"
Before anybody could answer his question, Dumbledore began to talk again. "Nothing to worry about. Now, to our new students, welcome; and to our old ones, welcome back!"
The rest of Dumbledore's speech wasn't very exciting. Most of it was already known to me and the other students, because it was told at the beginning of every year. The only other news which were terrifying to the others were that Slughorn was the new Potions teacher and that Snape got the job as the teacher for Defense Against The Dark Arts. But of course Harry, Ron and I weren't surprised because Sirius had told us everything about the old Potions master.
Sirius...
A little smile appeared on my face and I wasn't able to make it disappear. The last time I saw Sirius was before I got in the car of the Ministry, a few minutes after he had kissed me...
"I've never really thanked you for saving my life, have I?"
"You don't have to."
"What if I want to do it?" he raised one eyebrow.
I was about to say something when he cupped my cheeks with a smile. I wasn't able to move. What was he doing? And why was he doing it? He couldn't like me like that! I was too young and too ugly and he deserved something better! But even though I thought all these things, Sirius leaned in and then his lips touched mine.
I had never thought that I would like kissing. The thought had been stupid to me, because I was convinced of living my life alone, without somebody to love. And there were more important things in life than feelings. But when our lips met all those thoughts vanished and there were just the two of us - Sirius Black and me, Hermione Granger.
His lips were soft and at first they barely touched mine. But as soon as he realized that I wasn't going to shrink back, he came closer and really kissed me. I returned the kiss immediately and wrapped my arms around his neck. One of Sirius' hands left my cheek and I felt it on my back, making me come closer to him. Now our whole bodies were touching and none of us made any efforts to let go. The kiss was still slow, telling a hundred things words couldn't say. It showed both of us that we were more than friends, meant to be with each other. Neither of us wanted to let go and the time seemed to stand still.
It was just Sirius and me.
Kissing.
Touching each other.
Loving each other, even though we weren't ready to express our feelings with words.
Of course the moment had to end some time. We heard Mrs. Weasley calling for us and we broke apart slowly.
When Sirius eyes found mine, I blushed a deep shade of red and he chuckled quietly. He touched my cheek with his hand and I closed my eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.
When I opened them again Sirius was smiling at me softly and I had to smile, too. "I'll miss you." I whispered and wrapped my arms around him again.
"I'll miss you, too, Mione." Sirius whispered into my hear. "But don't be sad, we'll see each other again much sooner than you think."
I let go of his shoulders and looked him in the eyes again. "Be safe, Sirius. I can't always be there to safe your life."
He smiled at me. "And you should look out for yourself, too. At least I need someone to keep an eye on me."
"Goodbye." I kissed him on the cheek.
"Have fun at Hogwarts. And don't forget to write me!"
"How could I forget you?"
Then we left the room.
