Kingsley arrives only a moment later, and him and Ron set off to bring Malfoy and Greyback to the Ministry. Soon, just Sirius, Harry and I are standing outside of my house. Sirius' arm hasn't left its place around my waist except for when Harry came in for a hug.

"So, I guess now you probably figured out about Sirius and I," I mumble, looking to Harry awkwardly.

He smiles, "Yeah, I figured that out when I got your Patronus and Sirius started screaming about it."

I smirk up at Sirius, who just shrugs nonchalantly.

"I'm really sorry I lied to you, Harry, I felt horrible about it," I say, chewing my lip.

Harry considers us for a moment, "It's okay," he finally says, "I understand why you did it, I just wish you guys could have trusted me. I don't mind you two being together."

"Really?" Sirius and I both ask in disbelief.

The boy across from us nods, "Hermione, I've just been waiting for you to find someone who makes you happy. I'm glad you two found happiness with each other. You guys do seem good together… in a strange sort of way."

I nod, looking back to Sirius. I'm guessing that our previous fight is over now, since Harry was our main concern, but even if he doesn't want to tell anyone else, I'll be okay with that. I just want to stay with him.

"Do you guys want to stay at Grimmauld for the night?" Harry offers kindly.

Sirius pulls me closer to his side, "no thanks, Harry, I was thinking we would go back to my place." He looks to me and I nod in agreement.

Harry raises and eyebrow, "okay, I'll see you guys later, and Hermione," he addresses me, "you might have to go in to the Ministry with Sirius tomorrow to report what happened."

I nod, and we both say goodbye while Harry disapparates.

"Hold on to me," Sirius murmurs, and I wrap my arms around him while we disapparate as well.

We get up to his flat and he immediately gives me another hug, kissing the top of my head affectionately. I cling to him, breathing in the scent I've missed for too long.

One of his hands begins to move up and down my back. "Are you alright?" Sirius' voice is concerned, "They didn't hurt you too badly, did they?"

"I'm fine," I assure him, "I think I only got the Cruciatus for a couple seconds."

"They used the Cruciatus on you?" Sirius asks, appalled.

"Don't worry," I whisper, standing on my toes to kiss him, "I'm perfectly fine."

He nods; bringing me into his arms once more, "I'm sorry about everything that happened. You were right, we need to tell people, and I promise that I won't care what they say about us."

"No," I stop him, "I feel so bad for pressuring you into that. I know you're afraid of people knowing, and we can take as long as you want."

He smiles, "Let's forget about it for now. I don't know about you, but I'm really feeling like taking a bath right now."

"Yes please," I grin.