~ When Insanity stops ~
Summary: At the end of Hermione's fifth year, she feels depressed about all the stuff that has happened. One morning upon waking up, Hermione finds someone else in bed with her. And that's the only the start of this interesting tale.
AN: My life is not going very well these days. I'm having major problems where I work, so if I don't update often it's not because I don't want to
The Burrow
Family Room
Getting up from her chair, Minerva heads into the kitchen twilling Hermione's wand in her fingers. Giving both Gwen and Remus a small nod and smile, Minerva heads over to Severus.
"I see that you're holding Hermione's wand," gently comments Severus. "Let me hazard a guess. You wanted to be the one to give it to Hermione, completely forgetting about those charms Erin insisted the Ministry placed on the wand."
"Something to that effect," mutters Minerva slightly glaring at Severus. Notice that he's eyes were following his petite wife around the kitchen while he was talking to her. "Sirius just apparated with her, hopefully to see someone about them."
Devilish smile graces across Severus's face. "He didn't tell her, did he?" The smile slowly became Severus's trademark smirk; unrestrained glee twinkled in the depths of his eyes.
"No," answers Minerva but before she could add anything in Sirius's defense, Severus started laughing. "Oh, bloody hell," mutters Minerva reaching for Severus's drink. Draining the glass of its contents, Minerva hisses as the liquid burns down her throat.
"If you think you're upset," lowly laughs Severus. "Just imagine how Hermione's feeling. Right now, Sirius is probably thanking what-ever-gods there are that she is wand less."
"Too true," laughs Minerva. Smiling fondly as the memory flashes in her mind. "Especially after the last time, he got her upset!"
"Ginny!" gasps Molly loudly causing everyone to swirl their heads towards the girl in question.
Elsewhere
London
With a loud pop, both Sirius and Hermione suddenly appeared. Sirius holds her while she regains her balance.
"Mione," whispers Sirius as she starts to struggle in his arms. "You can't have your wand back until the Ministry removes the charms on it."
"Bullocks!" snaps Hermione glaring up at Sirius. "If it was just that, you would have plainly said so! Not apparated us to god only knows where! Struggling in vain, Hermione keeps attempting to shove Sirius away from her until she hears his growling angrily. "What?"
"Do you really think that," growls Sirius. Hermione watches his blue eyes flash dangerously at her. Swallowing hard, Hermione feels herself going pale. "I wouldn't want you to have your wand just so that you would have to relay on me?"
"Not really," squeaks Hermione. "But Sirius!"
"Mister Black," greets an old man as he walks towards the couple. "What can I do for you today?"
"Hello Jimmy," greets Sirius, his eyes borrowing into Hermione. "I would like to introduce you to my wife, Hermione."
"Ah…well that will be a pleasure in deed," laughs Jimmy. "But I don't think she can take her eyes off of you."
Blushing profusely at Jimmy's comment, Hermione blinks a few times before taking her eyes off of Sirius and looking at him. Offering him up one of her best smiles, which quickly dies, Hermione nervously waves at Jimmy.
"Shy little thing," mutters Jimmy. "So you're the Hermione Granger."
"I'm Hermione Black now," softly states Hermione quickly looking up at Sirius, Hermione's lower lip trembling slightly.
"I see," comments Jimmy as he pulls out his wand. Muttering a charm, everyone was surprised when the blast came from the tip of his wand sending everyone flying backwards several feet.
"Mione," shouts Sirius quickly gathering his wits.
Taking several deep breaths, Hermione slowly relaxes her body. Steadily opening her eyes, she finds that Sirius had taking the blunt of the blast. "Sirius?" whispers Hermione tugging on his shirt. Not getting an answer, Hermione starts to panic. "Sirius!"
The Burrow
Family Room
"Good God!" exclaims Gwen staring at the odd couple near the stairs. "What happened to him?"
"Mister Malfoy," purrs Severus as he advances on the couple. "There had better be an explanation about this stunt." Glaring down at the young couple, Severus observes them huddle closer together. Reaching out, Severus picks up a chunk of Draco's hair. "I hope you have something to remove this… this stuff from your hair."
Grey eyes widen in fright as he quickly looks to Ginny for reassurement only to find her looking down at the ground. "I do hope so, Sir," mumbles Draco. "Ginny?"
"I… ah… there might be something upstairs," quickly mumbles Ginny as her ear start to turn red.
"Ginny!" explodes Draco seconds before looking around. "Bloody hell, I go through all this trouble and she's not even here!" Shaking his head, Draco rolls his eyes as Ginny stiffens up next to him. Leaning over, Draco whispers into Ginny's ear, "If you don't have the stuff to remove this from my hair, you're going to owe me. Big time."
"Ginny!" chastises Molly as she looks over Draco's hair. "I think we might have something upstairs, but Draco I'm not entirely sure."
"That's fine," dismisses Draco still looking at Ginny. "I'm sure that Ginny will come up with something."
Blushing profusely, Ginny continues to stare at the floor. "Draco," whispers Ginny glancing up at him. "You're not mad at me, are you?"
"Not really," mutters Draco as he looks around the room. "You're heart was in the right place, but unfortunately for me, you're mind wasn't."
"Take care there Malfoy," hisses Ron as he glares at him.
"Always," replies Draco.
Elsewhere
London
Coughing slightly, Sirius winces at Hermione's shrill tone. Opening his eyes, Sirius sees how shaken Hermione is. "Shh," soothes Sirius moving his hand up her back. "I'm alright. How about you? Did you get hurt?"
"I'm fine," chokingly dismisses Hermione. "I landed on you." Gently pushing up, Hermione starts to inspect Sirius from head to toe.
"Ah, come on Mione," pleads Sirius as he attempts to get up. "I'm fine. I promise."
"Sure. Sure you are," states Hermione as she continues to look him over. "You always say that, and then later on, I hear that you're badly hurt."
"Mione," growls Sirius as he gathers up her hands and sits up. "I'm fine. Just a few scratches on my back." Seeing that she was about to protest, Sirius pulls her closer to him. Lowering his lips, he cuts off any arguments.
"Oh so sorry about that," laughs Jimmy waving around his wand. "I definitely need to get my wand cleaned again."
The Burrow
Outside
Lowering his girlfriend to the ground, Harry reluctantly pulls his lips away from hers. Placing his forehead on hers, Harry smiles down into her eyes.
"So what has my girl upset," questions Harry softly.
"What?" stutters Padma completely shocked. "How did you know?"
"It helps to have a best friend who is also a girl," comments Harry. "But you're trying unsuccessfully, I might add to change the subject here. Tell me what has gotten you upset."
"I don't want to be a burden," whispers Padma. Looking up into Harry's twinkling green eyes, Padma offers a small smile. Sighing heavily, Padma takes Harry's hand into her own. "Walk with me."
"Anywhere," whispers Harry. "You want to go?"
Elsewhere
London
"I'm going to kill him," threaten Hermione as she pulls away from Sirius.
"No you're not," laughs Sirius as he gets up. Holding out a hand, Sirius helps Hermione off the ground. "Now Jimmy, do you think you have that wand in working order?"
"Oh yes," mutters Jimmy.
"No more blasting us," states Sirius in an eerie calm voice. "Just do the charm, so Hermione here can hold her wand again."
"You can't rush these things," laughs Jimmy. At this point Hermione could feel the muscles in Sirius's arm contract. "Ah. Here we go," mumbles Jimmy waving his wand. Closing her eyes, Hermione instantly barriers her head in Sirius's chest. "There we go," sighs Jimmy. "All done." Seconds later a loud pop signals that Jimmy has left them.
"That's it," comment both Hermione and Sirius in unison. Moving just a step away from Sirius, Hermione rolls her eyes.
"Good grief," mutters Hermione taking a good look at Sirius then herself. "We look like we were run over by a Mack truck!"
"Well," laughs Sirius dusting some dirt off of his jeans. "We have two options. One go back to the Burrow and be questioned. Or two, go home change then go over to the Burrow."
Laughing Hermione steps close to Sirius. Wrapping her arms around his waist, Hermione looks up into his twinkling blue eyes. "Home James."
"Who's James," softly questions Sirius as he wraps Hermione in his arms. Seconds later a loud squeak was followed closely by a loud popping noise.
The Burrow
Family Room
Handing Tonks a cool glass of pumpkin juice, Remus sits down next to her. He takes a light blanket and wraps it around her legs. "Comfortable?" asks Remus. "Are you hungry? Do you need anything?"
"Yes," whispers Tonks giving Remus a soft kiss on the cheeks. "For you to stop fussing."
Locking eyes with her, Remus offers a small smile. "I can't help it."
"Try," whispers Tonks. "Really hard."
Black Residence
Kitchen
Shaking as she moves a step away from Sirius, Hermione waits until she regains her balance before moving any further.
"You ok there Mione," asks Sirius.
"Just trying to regain my balance," replies Hermione looking around the kitchen. "Bloody hell! We were robbed!"
Grimacing slightly, Sirius gently slides his arm across Hermione's back. Leading her back towards the bedroom and away from the mess in the kitchen.
"We weren't robbed," offers Sirius.
"But…"
"Yes, someone decided to break in," states Sirius. "But we weren't robbed. The person who broke in is currently in jail."
"Why would…"
"This person has a one tracked mind," grumbles Sirius as he opens the bedroom door. "She is being dealt with by Remus, Severus and myself. So love, you don't have to worry."
"Fine," grumbles Hermione heading towards the armoire. Opening the drawers to the large cabinet, Hermione peruses throw the neatly piled clothes. "I'm thinking of wearing the pale cashmere purple scarf with this miniskirt."
Pulling out the miniskirt in question, Hermione lays it flat up against her body. The stretch cotton wide waist miniskirt that stops just above her knee and had front and back center seams. The three inch extended tab waistband gave Hermione a sporty chic look. "My only problem is fining a top to go with it," comments Hermione biting her lower lip in concentration.
Shaking his head, Sirius reaches an arm into the armoire and pulls out a long sleeve turtleneck. "If you're going to wear your purple scarf then you should wear this with it," suggests Sirius. "The long sleeves will keep you warm, it's super soft and the charcoal gray color will offset the tan in the skirt along with the purple." Holding it up to her, Sirius offers a wolfish smile. "Plus it hits just at your hip showing off your waist."
Blinking Hermione looks at Sirius dazedly. "Who are you and what have you've done with Sirius?"
Laughing joyously Sirius pulls out some cloths for himself. "We better get cleaned up before we arrive at the Burrow." Taking his cloths, Sirius heads into the bathroom. Leaving Hermione to follow him. Swallowing hard, Hermione sucks in a breath before moving into the bathroom.
The Burrow
Later that evening
"Good Evening everyone!" Sirius shouts as they walk in the front door.
"Good Evening Sirius," shouts Harry and Remus.
"Good god!" exclaims Hermione looking horrified. "Don't encourage him! He can go on for hours!"
"Trust me," groans Tonks putting her hand over her eyes. "I know. Remus! Don't you even think it!"
"Ah," whines Remus prettily. "But honey."
"But nothing," laughs Tonks as Remus bats his eyelashes at her. Tucking the blanket around her legs, Tonks rolls her eyes as Remus gets up to fetch her something more to drink. Watching the exchange between Remus and Tonks, Hermione's smile widens.
"Do I need to worry about you smiling at Remus," whispers Sirius into Hermione's ear.
"No," laughs Hermione her golden brown eyes twinkling. "I just think that it's sweet that Remus is making sure that Tonks is comfortable." Kissing Sirius on the cheek, Hermione turns her eyes back the couple. "So when is Tonks due?"
"Due?" questions Sirius.
"Yes," replies Hermione. "When is the baby due?"
"Baby? What baby?" demands Sirius while glaring at Remus. "They're not even married yet!"
"When's the wedding?" asks Hermione.
"In six months," growls Sirius.
"Well," comments Hermione, quietly. "It could just be nerves."
"Nymphadora Tonks nervous? Please," sneers Sirius. Sniffing the air, Sirius starts to lowly growl.
"Sirius," admonishes Hermione softly. "I could also be wrong. Why don't you go talk to Remus and find out."
"Fine. Fine," grumbles Sirius. Reluctantly Sirius moves away from Hermione, heading towards the kitchen. Waving to Tonks Hermione takes the seat closet to her.
"What was all that about?" laughs Tonks as Hermione sits down.
"I assumed that you were pregnant and asked Sirius when you were due," answers Hermione as she scrunches up her face. "Sorry."
"Wow," whispers Tonks. "How did you figure it out?"
Blinking at Tonks in surprise, Hermione drops her jaw. "I was right?"
"REMUS LUPIN!" bellows Sirius. Several crashes later, Remus races by chased by a large black dog. Large shouts along with snapping and growling from the dog quake the night until Molly shouts that the two of them were upsetting their wives. Two shamed face men walk into the Burrow with their heads hanging down. Remus comes to kneeing in front Tonks soft whispers to calm her down.
Cupping Sirius's face with her hands, Hermione looks at him directly in the eye. "It is so bad for Tonks to be having a baby?" Watching him shake his head no, Hermione states, "I thought they were married, even Molly thinks that they're married."
"I know," whispers Sirius. "It's just. I want her to marry because she wants to. Not because she has too."
"Sirius," laughs Hermione. "That's a noble sentiment. They're in love. She is going to marry the man she loves. Just like I did." Standing on her tiptoes, Hermione softly kisses Sirius on the lips. A hard slap to Sirius's back has Hermione landing flat on her feet.
"So good to see that you're back," laughs Ron as Sirius flinches. "What happened to your back?"
"Hermione dear," gushes Molly. "Sirius. It's time to eat. Ron! You leave them alone!"
"But mum," whines Ron.
"No buts," states Molly as she claps her hands together. "Every dinner in on the table!"
Moving out into the backyard, Hermione gasps as she sees the mounts of food. Lacing her fingers with Sirius, Hermione looks around at the people at the table. Spying a young woman with flaming red hair, Hermione smiles in delight. Looking over to her left, Hermione chokes as she recognizes the male's facial features.
"What's wrong?" questions Sirius.
"Nothing," laughs Hermione taking her seat next to him at the table. Clearing her throat, Hermione smirks at Ginny before turning her attention to the man on her left. "Oh, Draco," purrs Hermione. "Crayola called. They want their exotic colors back."
"Ginny!" whines Draco loudly.
Until Later