Chapter 9: Getting to know you…Better!

Sirius and Hermione hung around the main entrance until they were sure everyone was gone, and then they snuck around to the statue by the kitchen. When they were safely inside and the lanterns lit they both breathed easier. Sirius helped her remove her robe and took them into the other room out of the way. When he arrived back into the living area, he leaned against the door and just watched her. She was dressed in tight jeans, a delicate pink sweater with tiny pearl buttons and trainers. She was pouring them both something to drink. He thought about how she moved with such grace. She was beautiful. Her body was lean and fit. Curves where a woman should have curves. As he surveyed her he found that her body was just the size he wanted. Her breasts were not large, but that didn't matter, they were the right size to fit perfectly into his hands. He couldn't take it anymore he had to touch her.

Sirius walked to the table, and put his arms around her pulling her to him. Hermione sat the glasses down and lean back into him more. Feeling his arms wrap around her waist she laid her hands over his. She turned her head slightly to give him complete access to her neck. Instinct took over, Sirius began kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear. He felt her body react as she melted further into his. Hermione moved her hands away from his raising them to his neck to get his attention. This was easy to do since he was taller. She needed his lips on hers. Their kisses started off slow and sweet, but soon turned deep and passionate. Sirius' hands began to move, her sweater was short and it rode up. As his hand touched the silky bare skin of her stomach, it sent surges of electricity through both. Their need for more contact was overpowering. He gradually let his hands wonder upwards until they were gently cupping her breasts loving the weight of them, so perfect, brushing his thumbs across the nipples causing them to stand at attention. This brought a deep moan from her and she deepened the kiss. Finally needing more than he was giving she turned in his arms, tightening her arms around his neck she pulled him into another deeply heated kiss, while pushing her body as close to his as two clothed people could get. Before either of them could think shirts were removed and thrown on the back of a chair. Hermione was kissing Sirius's chest as he ran his hand up and down exploring the muscles and curves of her back. Just as he made contact with the clasp of her pink lace bra and was ready to pop it open, she moved her hands to the waistband of his jeans. Something in this movement brought him out of his love induced fog.

He stepped away from her, breathing hard. She turned to look at him but he had his back to her. "Sirius? What… What did I do wrong?"

He couldn't look at her he knew if he did he would see hurt written all over her face. He knew from her breathing and her touch she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. "You didn't do anything wrong." He said quietly his voice husky with arousal. "I did."

She walked to where he stood, but he moved away from her. "Sirius, Please. Tell me, I thought you wanted me. I thought you loved me. Am I wrong?" She was close to tears, he wouldn't look at her; she felt like he was pushing her away. She watched him as he regained control of his emotions.

Finally after a painfully long silence he turned to her, love shining in his eyes. He was shaking his head, "No, you aren't wrong." He moved to her wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "You're not wrong. I do love you. I love you so much sometimes it hurts." She started to say something but he put a finger to her lips. "And I do want you desperately. I want to make love to you; I want to get to know every inch of you. Explore you with my hands, mouth and body, and when I'm through I want to do it all over again.  That's why I stopped." She looked at him confused and he went on. "Hermione, as mush as I love you and want you, we can't, not now. I promised you and myself we would take things slow. We haven't talked about sex, the future or anything like that. I don't even know if you've done this before. I feel like if we made love now I'd be taking advantage of you and I won't do that. This whole relationship is so new to us."  He made sure she could see the love in his face before he went on. "When we make love for the first time, and we will someday, I want to make sure it's the right time for both. I want it to be special."

Hermione began to understand what he was trying to get across to her. "Sirius, any time I'm with you is special, but I do understand." Embracing him tightly, she went on. "Why don't we both step back, pull ourselves together and meet on the couch for a long talk. We can talk about everything. Okay?" He kissed her softly and moved away. He went into the tiny bathroom off the bedroom. While he was gone she poured some water on a towel and tried to cool herself off. Picking up her sweater, she put it back on, but decided not to button it, she knew nothing was going to happen, she respected him too much to push it, but the cool air felt good on her overheated skin.

In the lavatory, Sirius leaned against the door willing his body to calm. He went to the sink a few seconds later, turning on the water. With a stream of cold water flowing, both hands splashed the cool liquid on his face. Sirius looked at himself in the mirror and thought. You old fool! You have to keep your hormones under control. After all you are the elder here. If you'd let it get out of control today it could have destroyed everything for both of you. Once he had cooled down and his body was in somewhat in check he headed back to the living area.

Hermione was waiting for him on the sofa. She had his glass of water sitting on the table and his shirt was on the arm. He reached for the shirt and put it on, as he began to button it, Hermione took his hand away. "Please don't. Leave it open. I know nothing will happen, but can't I have a little pleasure and I get enormous amounts looking at your luscious body." She grinned at him and he had to smile back.

He sat down beside her, placed his hand palm up so she could put hers in his. "Hermione, can I ask you something? It's rather personal."

She had a very good idea what he was going to ask but decided that it was better to let him ask. "Yes, You can ask me anything, at this point I don't think anything is too personal. I'll tell you anything and everything. I have no secrets from you."

Slouching down in the seat a little so he could prop his feet on the table in front of him, Sirius put his arm around the young woman next to him, pulling her close.  She turned so she was still safely in his arms but they could also see each other. "If I hadn't stopped… if we'd… Oh shit! Are you still a virgin?"

Hermione smiled and softly kissed him on the cheek. "If you mean am I a virgin as in that I've never had intercourse, yes I am, but if you mean am I a virgin as in I've never done anything sexually, No, I'm not." She saw him raise an eyebrow. "Sirius, I'm 18 years old and girls my age have desires. I've had other boyfriends, I've experimented."

"Oh yeah? Want to tell me to what degree?" Sirius laughed.

Snuggling closer while pulling her feet up under her she asked, "A little jealous are we?" She felt him kiss her hair and whisper "Yes." This touched her considerably that he was jealous of her past. "Nothing to hot and heavy. Roaming hand while kissing hot and heavy. The most that's happened is with Viktor, you remember him?" Again she heard him whisper "Yes". One night he and I were walking around the castle, we got to the other side where no one hardly ever goes and started kissing heatedly. Before long we had shirts off, he had my bra undone and was beginning to undo my pants. I stopped him at this point. We kissed more, and then he started sucking my neck and moved to my nipples. I have to admit that I liked that." She felt him tense when she said this, but she went on anyway. He had asked. "He started to put his hand down my slacks, but I wouldn't let him go that far. That same night was the first time I'd ever felt how hard an erection can get. I'd felt his through his jeans, I even rubbed up and down on it with my hand, but that's when I made up my mind to wait. I decided that that step would come later. We broke up before we got to that stage. I'm glad we did." Hermione looked up, but couldn't read the expression on his face, so she decided to wing her next move. She'd known him long enough to know that when something was bothering him, he would close off his facial expressions. "Sirius, love, he may have had a small part of my body before you, but he never had my heart. I think that's belonged to you since the day I met you." She gave him a wicked look and added, "Besides, your hands felt much better and did more for me than his mouth did." This caused Sirius to chuckle a bit. She sat up and looked straight at him. "I'm so glad I waited. If today is any indication of what making love to you is going to be like… well let's just say I can't wait." She hugged him and whispered, "Your turn."

Picking up the glass of water and taking a drink he pulled her closer.  "You know I'm not a virgin." They both laughed at this. "But my past isn't as wild as everyone thinks. I have a reputation of being a ladies man and having been with lots of girls. I went on dates with several girls when I was in school and I've kissed a few, but as far as having girlfriends… in school I had two in seven years. Sure I had lots who thought I was cute and wanted to hang out with me, and I flirted more than I should have, but that's all it was. I never committed myself and I didn't fool around with someone I wasn't committed too. Of the two girlfriends I had in school I slept with one. We were both having a rough time at home. It just seemed like the thing to do and we only did it once. She broke up with me not long after that. After graduation I went a little wild for about 6 month when it came to women, but then I settled down. Dated a friend of Lily's her name was Dianna. We split at James and Lily's wedding. There hasn't been anyone since. Not until now and now there's you." He hugged her tighter and kissed her forehead. "I don't plan on making any mistakes when it comes to you. I plan to be with you, if you want me, until I go meet James, Lily and Merlin." He felt her smile against his bare chest.

They were quiet for a long time. Sirius thinking about his life and how it had changed just since the start of school a few weeks ago and how he was looking forward to the future. Hermione was having similar thoughts, but she was also wondering about his past and what happened that made him leave home. She decided to ask him. With her cheek still resting on his bare chest and her fingers playing with the muscles in his stomach she spoke up. "Sirius tell me about your childhood. What made you leave home and live with the Potters?"

"I was a disappointment to my family from the day I was born. I never felt like anything I did was good enough to be considered worthy of the Black name. I was a rebel from early childhood, always pulling pranks and getting into trouble. I spent half of my school years in detention. This completely distressed my family. My parents were sternly pureblood and even though they weren't Death Eaters they supported Voldemort's ideas of purity in the Wizarding race. They always favored Regulus, because he shared their views. They hated it that I didn't. They hated that I stood up for the muggleborn and had friend that weren't from the purest families. It made them even angrier that I was sorted into Gryffindor rather than the traditional Black house of Slytherin. Things got so bad at home, when I was 16 I ran away and lived with the Potters. The accepted me and I actually felt like someone cared. By that point most of the Black family; particularly my mother had disowned me. Being disowned was much better than being hit, screamed at and told how worthless you were." Sirius started to laugh. " Wouldn't my parents spin if they knew I was crazy in love with a muggle-born and that I'd given their house to the Order to use as Headquarters? That will teach them to mess with the Grandson of Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall." Hermione had to laugh too and she was thrilled to hear the pride in his voice as he announced who he was. 

Again they sat in silence for a long while. Hermione rubbing her hand up and down Sirius' bare chest and occasionally kissing him where her hand had just explored. Sirius for his part was playing with her hair and gently rubbing the back of her neck. He leaned in and kissed her. As the kiss grew deeper, she moved to straddle him. They both knew from their earlier conversation that nothing was going to happen but she needed to feel close to him. As they kissed Hermione pushed his shirt out of the way again, making sure hers was opened as well. She wanted to feel his skin against her skin if only for a few seconds. He didn't push her away like she thought he would. At that moment he was enjoying the warmth of her skin next to his. His skin tingled where the silky lace bra made contact and he could feel her nipples begin to harden. As if on cue their stomachs growled to let them know it was time to break apart before they got to hot and heavy again.

Hermione climbed off him and sat on the table buttoning her sweater back up this time. "You getting hungry? I know I am." When he smiled and nodded yes, she stood and took his hand. "I brought us some things to make sandwiches. Lets eat." Together they prepared their lunch and went back to the sofa. They ate while talking about their week and laughed at various stories the other one told. When they finished, Sirius took their trash and put it in the bin. With a wave of his wand the bin with trash disappeared. He went back to where they were sitting and held out his hand. She gave him a curious look. He muttered something as he again waved his wand and the room filled with soft slow music. "Dance with me." She stood and wrapped her arms around his neck. The pair danced slowly while tenderly kissing for several songs. When the music died, they went back to the couch, where for the next hour they took turns reading poetry from the book Sirius gave her earlier that day as a gift.

Hermione looked up from her watch, "It's 6:15. Don't you have to meet Harry?"

"Yeah I do and you're suppose to get together with the others tonight." Sirius said buttoning his shirt, a little disappointed that they couldn't be together more.

"Hold on there handsome. I plan on you being there when I meet them. We were to spend this whole day together not just until the others came back. So if we can't trust Alyssa, then I'll beg off for tonight and meet you back here. If they think we can trust her, we'll all meet in the room of requirements after dinner, I have it signed out for a party I'd planned anyway." She told him what the signals would be so he would know where to go. They kissed again and made their way to the front of the building just in time to see Harry and Ginny coming up the walk hand in hand.