CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Summary: Voldemort is dead but the war is not yet over, however, the light side is prevailing, even with the death of many major key players of the war. Hermione is forced to leave England and go into hiding, her fathers, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black leave with her. They leave for the States, a small town called Forks, which is said to be the safest place on Earth for her. But no one knew that the population of Forks included a family of Vampires and a pack of Shape-shifters.
Disclaimer: I don't own any canon events or characters, only those that I create. All rights go to J.K Rowling and Stephanie Myers. I don't make a profit writing or posting this fanfic.
AN: I used Google translator since I don't actually speak Spanish, so if there is any mistakes, google is to blame.
Friday 17th November 2006
"Well, that went well," Hermione commented as Jacob dragged her by the hand down a corridor and into his bedroom, shutting the door behind them.
"I'm just glad they finally got to meet your fathers, now they'll stop bugging me," she laughed at him, her eyes darting about the simple room.
His room was decorated in browns and dark reds and posters of bikes and cars covered the walls. His single bed was against the wall, the headboard below the single window in the room. He had a desk and chair against the wall and a door, which she believed to be closet. The room was tiny, especially for someone of Jacob's frame, she didn't doubt he wouldn't be able to fit in the bed.
She raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled, seeming to understand her chain of thought.
"I sleep with you not only because I can relax knowing that you're safe and I'm nearby, but also because your mattress is the comfiest thing I have ever come across," she laughed at him. "What do you think they're talking about?" Jacob asked, taking her hand in his and pulling her over to his bed so they could sit down together.
"I honestly don't know, but Remus will keep Sirius inline so hopefully your father won't end up injured when Sirius tries to show off his magical capabilities," he chuckled at her. "How do you feel now that your father knows everything?"
"I feel as though a weight's been lifted off my shoulders. He's known since day one that you're my imprint, but now he knows what you're capable of, I think he's also relieved as it gives our Tribe another form of protection."
"He's not mad that you spend most of your time with me, including that you stay with me at night rather than coming home?"
"Not really, he understands what it means for a wolf to have an imprint and he's always given me a lot of leeway growing up, he's allowed me to grow and become independent. He trusts my decisions and although I'm seventeen, he doesn't treat me as such since I have responsibilities no seventeen year old should have. He treats me like an adult. So if I spend the night somewhere else, as long as he knows I'm safe, then he's fine with it," he shrugged.
"He seems like a wonderful father," she commented and he smiled at her. "Come on then, Spanish."
He groaned. "Do we have to?"
"Yes, I promised I'd have you top of your class, and that means we have to practice."
"But I don't want to, I hate Spanish," he all but pouted and she rolled her eyes.
"It seems you need motivation," she observed.
"Motivation?"
"Yes," she nodded. "For every answer you give correctly, you get..." she trailed off, her brow furrowing as she thought.
"A kiss?" he offered.
She looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and he smiled at her cheekily.
"Okay then, a kiss," she agreed.
He sat up taller and gave her his full attention.
"We'll start with something easy. In Spanish, tell me the words for morning, afternoon and evening."
"Mañana, tarde un noche," he replied without issue and she nodded, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"Well done," she praised. "Now, do the same for mother, father, daughter and son."
He frowned in thought. "Madre, padre, hija un hijo."
She smiled and leaned over to kiss his other cheek.
"Great, now, tell me the Spanish words for breakfast, lunch and dinner."
"Desayuno, almuerzo un cena."
She smiled and kissed his cheek once again. She could see he was put out with her and she chuckled.
"Relax, at the minute I'm just testing you to see what you know, when I ask you more difficult questions, that's when I'll reward you with a kiss."
An hour later and Hermione had learned that Jacob was far better at Spanish than he had led her to believe. She asked him to name random objects or animals, places and colours and he had done so, mainly without issue, only struggling with a few of which she helped him with. His pronunciation was quite on point too and he sat up taller when she told him so.
"Alright, time for the more difficult line of questioning," Hermione spoke. "If I were to ask you were your bathroom is how would you reply?"
"El cuarto de baño está en el pasillo, la segunda puerta a la derecha." Hermione beamed at him and quickly pecked him on the mouth, pulling back before he could attempt to keep her there.
"And what would you say if I were to ask for directions to the nearest pizzeria?"
A look of concentration took over his face and his brow furrowed. "Es una unidad de diez minutos o un paseo de veinticinco minutos. Todo lo que hacen es tomar la primera a la izquierda después de salir de aquí, tomar la siguiente a la derecha y luego seguir la carretera hasta llegar a su destino."
She nodded and smiled, leaning over to kiss him once more, staying slightly longer than before and then pulling back from him.
"Alright, tell me about your family."
He frowned once again. "Mi padre se llama Billy, y tengo dos hermanas gemelas. Rachel y Rebecca. Mi madre murió hace seis años en un accidente automovilístico. Mi hermana se casó y se mudó del país y mi otra hermana fue a la universidad en Seattle."
"And you say you're failing, Spanish," she made a sound of disbelief, before leaning forward and kissing him.
Before she could pull away, Jacob's hand snaked to the back of her neck to keep her to him and she made a sound of surprise at the action. She managed to pull back from him with an amused scowl on her face.
"I'm supposed to be tutoring you," she reminded him.
"I prefer this," he replied, pulling her back to him and she laughed against his lips before containing it.
Well, if she couldn't convince him to continue with his tutoring, she would at least enjoy herself. His tongue swiped across the seam of her mouth and she opened to give him entrance, her tongue meeting his.
Her hands came up to face and his fell down to her hips, picking her up and putting her down on his lap as if she weighted nothing. She turned slightly and at the action, he shuffled her once more so she ended up straddling him.
Her hands moved from his face around to his neck and buried themselves in his hair, whilst his wrapped around her back and pulled her into him, keeping her in place.
They heard a smashing sound and pulled back from each other, looking towards the door when they heard loud laughter.
"How long have we been in here?" she asked him, slightly breathless.
"An hour maybe, why?" She sighed.
"That's more than enough time for them to get into trouble, come on," she stood up and pulled him out of his room and back to the living room.
Jacob started laughing at the sight that met them, whilst Hermione had her hands on her hips and her foot tapping against the floor.
Sirius was currently being dangled upside down by his ankles, whilst Remus was sat on the couch sporting donkey ears, teeth and a tail. Billy was laughing, doubled over on himself with a glass of familiar orange liquid held in his hand and he had a pair of antlers on his head. Hermione was glad that Sue and Quil had left before the alcohol made an appearance.
"Oh, for Godric's Sake," Hermione huffed, using her wand to cancel the spells.
Sirius fell to the ground and only just managed to not land on his head, he groaned as his back thudded against the hard floor. Remus was laughing and tugging at her ears, checking that they were still there and Billy reached up to feel that the antlers were gone.
"I leave you alone for an hour and you're already dishing out fire whiskey and trying to show off and disfigure each other."
"Relax, Snowflake," Sirius said standing up and leaning against the couch. "We're all Blacks here, well, except for Moony but he's an honorary Black," he winked at Remus and Jacob was sniggering beside her, whilst the other two were laughing at the disapproving look she was giving them.
"We'll take care of the old boy," he stated, walking over to Billy and plopping down on the couch beside him.
"Less of the old," Billy grumbled and Jacob snorted, as he watched the three men fall back into conversation, completely ignoring them and Hermione's scowl.
When Jacob saw Sirius reaching for his wand again, he took Hermione by the hand and pulled her out of the house before they ended up with a disfiguration themselves.
"Your fathers are brilliant," he chuckled, pulling her into him as they stepped outside.
"They're hard work, Sirius more so than Remus, but even he has his moments, particularly when he's drunk or it's around the time of the full moon," he chuckled at her.
"Now I do believe we were interrupted," he smirked down at her.
Just as they were about to kiss they heard another crash. They looked at each other and even Hermione couldn't stop her laughter this time.
"Come on," he took her hand and pulled her further away from the house, both laughing as they heard insults and yells coming from inside.
He pulled her over to his parked car and before she could protest her lifted her and sat her on it, giving a little squeak of surprise.
"A little warning next time, why did you do that?"
"You're tiny," he said fondly, tugging at a curl gently.
"I'll have you know I'm average height, the only reason you're so tall is due to your shape-shifting abilities," he chuckled at her.
He ducked his head and kissed her and now that she was perched on the car, he didn't have to bend down as much. He stepped closer to her, between her parted legs and his hands went to her hips whilst hers slipped into his hair. Hermione's hands slipped down from his hair, down to his neck and over his shoulders, moving lower and down his chest and when she reached his ribs, she tickled him relentlessly.
He pulled back from her laughing and trying to wriggle away from her, she jumped down off the car and followed him as he stepped backwards. She turned and ran in the opposite direction to him.
"That's not fair!" He called loudly, though she could hear his amusement.
"All's fair in love and war!" She called back, looking over her shoulder to see that he was running after her and gaining on her, and she put on a burst of speed, as they both laughed, running about the large open space. Hermione gave a squeal and changed directions, just in time to miss Jacob lunging towards her.
He missed and landed on the ground with a 'thud' and she stopped to turn around and was laughing loudly, as he pushed himself him up, narrowed his eyes at her and then stood and chased after her. She turned and continuing running.
"That wasn't nice, Hermione," he complained.
"That's where my small frame comes in handy, I'm more agile than you are," she said in a sing-song voice as she once again, darted and changed directions so quickly, that he just missed her as he reached out to grab her.
If they had been paying attention they would've seen the red truck pulling up, and they definitely would've heard it with the rattling and banging it was making.
Hermione looked over her shoulder to see that Jacob wasn't there. She was suddenly tackled from the side. She squealed in laughter as she found herself falling to the ground. Before she hit the ground, Jacob twisted so he landed on the ground, cushioning her fall. She landed on top of him, laughing loudly, a bright smile on her face and her eyes shining. Jacob was in awe of her beauty as he pushed some curls back from her face and tucking them behind her ear.
"You cheated," she said, calming her laughter down, though still smiling. He hadn't seen her look so happy; he hadn't seen her smiling for as long as she was, nor laughing.
"All's fair in love and war," he repeated.
"Using my words against me, nicely played, Black," she said amused.
"Are you happy?" He asked her suddenly. His question surprised her.
"Yes, I am," she said without hesitation. "We may have been fated, but my feelings and my emotions are my own and nothing can force them. So believe me when I say, I'm happy, and it's because of you, and Paul, and Edward and The Cullens, your pack, and my fathers. It's because of all of you that I am getting better and I am happier than I've been in a long time," she confessed softly.
His head titled up and hers titled down and they kissed. Their lips had barely touched before they were interrupted.
"JAKE!" A girl's voice yelled in anger.
