DISCLAIMER: The last time I checked, I did not own any of the Harry Potter characters…not one single fictional one of them….

A/N: I just have to say this before I give you the chapter. ALL of the characters in Harry Potter are FICTIONAL. Unless you're living in some AU where they really do exist, EVERY single one of them are fictional…including Uncle Alphard.

That said, I must warn you that this chapter is the reason why the story is rated M. So, if you are opposed to sexual content, stop reading as soon as they enter Hermione's old room. You have been warned….

Chapter 25: Feel Like Makin' Love

A week had passed since Sirius' uncle had died and many noticed the change in him, but none as much as his closest friends. He came back from the reading of the will sombre, merely informing them that he had been left a large chunk of gold before retiring to his room.

Hermione knew that if something wasn't done quick, the Sirius they all knew would be lost forever. She had seen it happen one to many times and didn't want to watch as it happened again to Sirius. She just cared too much for him.

So, she knew that everything would have to be perfect whenever she made her move to cheer him up and that's why she got so excited over the news of the next Hogsmeade trip that was scheduled for the upcoming weekend. She had exactly two days to perfect everything.

The Hogsmeade trip was upon her before she really completed her plans but she knew that she first had to convince Sirius to change his mind and go if any of it was going to work.

"Sirius," Hermione said as she marched into the 7th year boy dormitories, making the boys all scramble up in their beds trying to cover themselves, except for Sirius who merely pulled the covers down some more and rolled over to make room for her.

Hermione glanced at the raised cover and then back at him. "No, I'm not sleeping with you," she stated simply. "Actually, I'm here to get you out of bed."

He lazily opened one eye to look at her suspiciously. "Why?"

Hermione groaned and sat down on the bed beside of him. "Today, my little sleepy head, is a Hogsmeade trip and you are going to accompany me…."

Sirius groaned and tried to draw the covers up over his head but Hermione wouldn't let him. "..whether you like it or not," she finished, pulling the covers completely off of him.

"That wasn't nice," he muttered, still groggy from sleep. "What if I had been naked?"

Hermione rolled her eyes but she heard James say, "Actually, Hermione, he has slept narkers before, believe me, we found out the hard way."

Hermione glanced over at Remus and got an affirmative nod. "Sirius Black, if you are not up and out of that bed in one minute, then I will personally make sure that you remain celibate for the rest of your life."

Sirius glanced up at her worriedly to see whether she was bluffing or not but at her hard glance, he was immediately up and headed towards the bathroom to shower and dress.

Hermione smiled at James and Remus before turning and leaving the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. Lily and Lauri were waiting for her down in the common room.

"So?" Lauri asked impetuously. "Is it systems launch?"

Hermione grinned. "Phase one is complete, ladies. Oh, James and Remus are up as well so they should be down in a little bit also. When Sirius manages to come down this way, send him on to the Great Hall for me, please."

Hermione shoved her cloak into her bag and headed out the portrait hole before either girl could respond. She made her way down the stairs to the empty Great Hall since it was still early. She took a seat in her normal spot and started loading two plates up with food.

Ten minutes later, Sirius trudged in still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. His normally perfect hair was still mussed from sleep. Hermione personally thought he had never looked better.

He sat himself down beside of her and looked at her through groggy eyes. "Happy?"

Hermione smiled and held out the plate she had filled for him. "Very, now eat."

He muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like "bossy chit" but, being one to never turn down food, took the plate from her hands and immediately started eating. Hermione just chuckled to herself as she bit into a piece of bacon.

"So, what exactly do you have planned today?" Sirius asked through a mouthful of food.

"Well, first off, we're going to go to Hogsmeade and don't even think about complaining," Hermione said as she buttered a piece of toast. "Today, we are going to enjoy ourselves and you are going to amuse me by going along."

Sirius rolled his eyes but nevertheless he nodded. Hermione smiled and kissed his cheek as she offered him a bite of her toast.

Fifteen minutes later, the others joined them and it was only after another hour, were they able to leave the Great Hall and go to Hogsmeade with the other students. Hermione and Sirius left the others once they reached the entire wizarding community.

Hermione looped her arm through his and smiled at him as they walked down the crowded streets, everyone busy doing their last minute Christmas shopping. Hermione led Sirius into a nearby store and began to browse around, picking up an occasional item to see whether she should purchase it for someone or not.

By the time they checked out, Hermione and Sirius had bought something for everyone except each other. It was nearing noon and the snow was beginning to pick up.

"Sirius," Hermione said cheerfully as she swung the bags, "what do you say that we call it a day and head back up to the castle?"

"And do what?" Sirius asked, shifting the bags that he was carrying.

"I don't know," Hermione said innocently with a small smile playing at her lips, "maybe we can find a nice, quiet place where we can discuss that compensation."

Sirius, the poor dear, almost dropped all the bags he was carrying as he tripped over his own feet. His grey eyes found Hermione's and she laughed at the expression he was wearing.

"Are you serious?" he choked.

"No, dear, you're Sirius," Hermione teased, lightly kissing the tip of his nose. "But anyways, what do you say? To the school?"

Sirius grinned idiotically. "To the school," he declared, shifting the bags so he could grab her arm with his free hand and practically drag her back to the awaiting carriages to take them back to the school.

Hermione would have laughed at Sirius' anxiousness to get back to the school if he had not taken her in his arms as soon as the carriage door was shut and kissed her. His one hand wove itself into her hair while the other ran down her spine, coming to a rest on her bum, squeezing lightly.

The carriage ride was entirely too short in both of their opinions. As it pulled to a stop in front of the school, they slowly moved away and stared into each other's eyes, their breathing heavy and their eyes clouded with lust.

Hermione was the first one to move away, picking up her stuff and opening the carriage door. Sirius shook his head twice and climbed out after her.

Hermione smiled at him and turned on her heel, marching into the school with Sirius right behind her. This wasn't exactly what she had planned but at the moment it felt right. Now, the only question was, where to go?

A smile skittered across her face as she glanced up at the stairs, taking them two at a time in her hurry. Luckily, she didn't have to threaten any stairs as they stayed exactly where they were and she was able to reach the 6th floor without any accident or obstacle.

Sirius glanced at her quizzically but followed her nevertheless as she bypassed the portraits and headed down a side corridor where the gallery was held. Hermione led the way, offering smiles to the portraits that were in their frames before coming to a stop in front of a familiar looking one.

"Hello Falco," she greeted cheerfully, hearing Sirius come up right behind her. "The password is DA."

Falco gazed at her for a moment, obviously trying to figure out why her and Sirius were wanting in to her old rooms, but swung open. Hermione stepped through the opened portal and deposited her bags by the entryway, turning around to greet Sirius with a smile.

But he was having none of that and as soon as his bags were on the floor, she was in his arms once more, being carried to the couch. He sat her down gently, as if she was the most fragile thing he had ever touched.

"Hermione," he whispered as he sat down beside of her, drawing her into his arms as he pressed kisses along her jaw line, lightly nipping at her earlobes.

Hermione moaned with delight, arching her back as his arms tightened around her and his kisses became more demanding, more passionate. She loved his kisses; they were intoxicating to the senses, depriving her of any and all rational thought.

She felt his hands move from her back to the front of her blouse, slowly unbuttoning each button with sustained torture. She knew he was going slow just to drive her crazy so she decided on a little of her own payback as she manoeuvred herself to sit upon his lap, gyrating her hips against his arousal.

Sirius paused and groaned, his hands at her breasts. "Hermione," he hissed, "I want to take it slow for you, but if you keep doing that then I won't be responsible for my actions."

Hermione had the audacity to smirk at him as she rubbed herself against him once more, slower this time and harder which brought a feral moan from him. "Maybe I don't want you to take it slow," she whispered in his ear as she nipped his earlobe with her teeth.

Sirius leaned forward and rested his head between her breasts, taking a few deep breaths as his hands moved to her hips. Hermione wrapped her arms around him, thinking that she did something wrong and was terribly afraid that he was going to stop.

But Sirius Black was not known for being a quitter and he wasn't going to start now. Moving quickly, Sirius rose from the couch with Hermione locked in his arms. She wrapped her legs around him to keep herself from falling as he carried her to her bedroom.

The bedroom had not changed since she had last been there but she really didn't care at the moment as Sirius laid her down gently and stood before her. For all she could care, the place could have been in complete shambles for only she and he existed in her mind.

"Are you sure?" he asked one last time as he stepped towards her.

Hermione nodded and reached her hands up to touch his chest, letting her fingers slide over the black silk of his shirt. She looked up into his eyes and saw that he was still hesitant. Slowly, she stood until their bodies were almost touching since he was so close.

"I'm positive, Sirius," she said with a slow smile, running her fingers over the buttons. "In fact, I've never been more sure in my life."

One by one, she undid the tiny buttons, her eyes remaining locked on him the entire time. She loved watching the storm brew in them, the cloud of need entrancing her as the final button came undone and the shirt parted to show off his muscular chest.

She heard his sharp hiss as she ran her hands over his chest, flicking his nipples with her nails, and smiled. She ran one finger from his collar bone clear down to his navel, letting her hands come to a rest on his lower abdomen just above the waistline of his jeans.

"You, Miss Granger," Sirius whispered seductively against her lips, "are wearing too many clothes."

Hermione smiled and raised her arms above her head. "Then maybe you should remedy that, hm?"

Sirius ran his fingers along the hem of her shirt, tickling the fraction of skin that was visible between it and the waistline of her jeans. He pushed it up and over top of her head, pulling her arms out of it as he went, leaving her in only her mint green and chocolate brown polka dotted coloured bra.

Sirius grinned, "Matching set?"

Hermione grinned and pressed her hips against his, running a hand through his hair. "You'll just have to wait and find out, now won't you?"

Sirius growled sexually and kissed a path down the column of her throat, sucking greedily at the base as his hands rose to cup her breasts. He squeezed them gently, pulling her closer as he heard her suck in a breath.

With the quickness of an expert, Sirius unclasped her bra and pulled the barrier from her, catching her milky globes in his hands. "You're perfect," he whispered against her neck, "you're bloody perfect and you always will be to me."

Hermione found that she quite enjoyed the small smile that formed at her mouth when he whispered something so completely romantic and unexpected yet with a trace of the good old prankster underneath. In fact, she found that she enjoyed a lot of the things he did to her such as what he was currently doing with his tongue…

"Too much clothing," Hermione said raggedly as she tried to catch her breath while Sirius sucked voraciously on one nipple while lavishing the other with his hand. Somehow she managed to control her hands and dragged them down to the button and fly of his jeans, popping the button open and zipping down the fly.

Sirius stopped her hands before they could push the denim off of him and raised his head to smirk at her, picking her up and setting her down on the bed delicately. He kneeled down on the floor at the foot of the bed and smiled up at her, his eyes alight.

He took off each of her shoes, allowing his hands to briefly massage her foot as he did so. He pressed a soft kiss to her ankle as he ran his hands up her legs. He unfastened her jeans and slid them off of her in one fluid motion.

He quirked an eyebrow. "So they do match, though I must admit I didn't expect anything different. Heaven forbid the social elite Miss Granger not match her knickers and bra."

Hermione giggled (Hermione Granger giggled?) and playfully smacked him. "I'll have you know, Mr. Black, that I actually do own some that don't match."

He only rolled his eyes dramatically as he leaned forward onto her knees, peering into her eyes. "You know, I'd like these a lot better if they were matched perfectly, as in both being removed from your luscious body."

Hermione grinned as she watched him do exactly that, pressing butterfly kisses down her legs as he slid the silk and lace fabric off of her. She fidgeted as he made his way back up her leg, pausing as his face was met with dark brown curls.

Grey mingled with brown as he smiled. "You are truly the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Hermione," he said so seriously that Hermione felt the tears start to form in her eyes.

She framed his face with her hands and smiled down at him, leaning down to press a kiss to his mouth. "And you, Sirius Black, spoil me rotten and I think you may exaggerate one to many times, but I think I can live with it."

Sirius sighed and laughed, leaning forward to press against her, bringing his lips down on hers. He traced the outline of her lower lip slowly with his tongue before sliding it into her mouth and running it along her own tongue. He enjoyed the feel of her body beneath his and certain parts of him enjoyed it even more, but Hermione thought that he still had on too much clothing and that just had to be fixed, pronto.

While he was busy kissing her, Hermione ran her hands down his chest and caught up his belt loops with her thumbs. Somehow, she managed to slide the jeans down over his hips and pushed them down to his ankles with her feet. She smiled against his lips and pushed at his shoes, successfully dislodging them from his foot. Then, she finished pushing the jeans off of him, leaving him only in his dark blue boxers.

Now for the boxers. Hermione broke the kiss to push the boxers down over his hips, having a little trouble in getting the silky material over his engorged penis. Sirius was using this time to kiss her body, running his hand down her body until his fingers probed at her hot core.

Hermione gasped and her back arched off the bed while her hands stilled momentarily in their mission. She must admit, it wasn't easy doing anything with him doing that to her and she certainly did not want him to stop.

Sirius groaned and rocked his hips against hers, desperate for skin to skin contact all over. Quickly, he finished removing his boxer and stretched out on top of her, careful not to put all of his weight onto her. He looked straight into her eyes even as he lowered his head towards her, taking her lips into a searing kiss as he eased himself into her.

Hermione whimpered slightly into his mouth as she felt him reach her barrier. She tensed up automatically, not really meaning too but she couldn't help it either. She felt Sirius pause too and then his hands stroking her hair lovingly.

"Relax, love. I promise that it'll only hurt for a second but it gets better after that," he whispered. "I would never hurt you if I could avoid it, you know that. Just relax…"

His words soothed her and she found herself relaxing into his embrace, feeling him press further into her. She felt a small stab of pain as he pushed past the internal wall that proclaimed her a virgin and then an awkwardness as he pushed all the way in.

Whatever she had expected, it hadn't been this but when he started to move, Hermione found herself slowly beginning to rise her own hips up to meet his thrusts, her breath quickening as he moved a little faster. He always waited for her to adjust to him first before going faster, pushing him a little harder each time.

Skin on skin, sweat mixing with sweat, tongues dancing their exotic dance as the two moved together in a rhythm as old as time. Sirius picked up the pace a little and Hermione groaned as he slammed into her again, her legs coming up to wrap around his waist.

Sirius felt the tension building and Hermione's muscles enclosing around him and knew it wouldn't be long. Holding out as long as possible, he thrust into her three more times before she tightened around him and he couldn't stop himself any longer.

Hermione clung to him as if he was her life vessel as fireworks exploded in front of her eyes and the storm raged on within her. Sirius was holding himself rigid above her, bracing himself up on his elbows, determined not to collapse on top of her completely.

When the world stopped spinning around them, Sirius lowered himself down beside of her, pulling himself out of her in the process and wrapped one arm tightly around her, pulling her fully against him. He pressed a kiss to her temple as he wiped some sweat drenched curls away from her face.

"Did I hurt you?"

Hermione turned her head to look at him. "No, you made it wonderful. Thank you so much for being gentle, Sirius." She lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry that I wasn't more experienced or…."

He stopped her with a soft kiss to the corner of her lips. "You were perfect. That's the first time that I've ever felt like that. Never before has it been so…intense." He kissed her again and smiled, "I should be the one thanking you."

She smiled at him as she snuggled closer to him, enjoying the feel of him pressed up against her without any clothes in the way. Really, she rather considered clothes completely unnecessary now. But then, other girls would get to see Sirius and there was no way in Merlin was she going to allow that to happen….. Maybe she should buy him bulkier clothes….

Sirius' chuckle caused her to look at him. "You look contemplative," he informed her. "Any regrets?"

"None," she replied without hesitation and with a large smile on her face.

"Good," he said cheerfully, ruffling her hair a bit. "Now, get some sleep. You'll be bone tired in the morning."

Hermione happily complied, or tried to as she laid there and listened to his breathing even out. She could feel his heartbeat against her back and instinctively moved a bit closer to him to feel it.

His arms closed tighter around her as he whispered her name against her hair, kissing the top of her head in his groggy state. Hermione smiled softly and laid her hand over his that was wrapped around her.

Only when she was sure that he was asleep did she let the words tumble from her lips softly.

"I love you."

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