YAY!! Chapter four is now up! Except I have some very bad news for you all (at least I hope you think this is
bad news). I am going on holiday for the next two weeks, so no new posts. The only good thing (for you
anyway) about this is that sitting in a car for three hours with nothing to write will mean lots for me to type
up when I get back. So sorry about this peeps, but it can't be helped. (Sydney show, here I come!) Also
sorree for my little mistake... posting chapter one again... *bashes head on table*
~Windangel
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Sirius settled into normal Hogwarts life well. Two months later, everyone regarded him as 'one of them'. He
had gotten back his reputation as a prankster with ease, a certain 'incident' involving Snape and a hair colour
charm that didn't wear off for three days setting it in stone. Everyone except Snape found it incredibly
entertaining to be taught by a magenta-haired, and incredibly grumpy Potions master, though they tried not
to show him that.
So far Sirius hadn't mentioned his idea to Hermione again. He hadn't dismissed it; he was refining it, but it
was an incident in Transfiguration a few weeks before Christmas that hurried it along. The lesson was
almost over; only about five minutes left, when Professor McGonagall asked them to stop transfiguring their
half-rabbit, half-cabbages and listen to a very important announcement. Sirius grabbed his rabbit to stop it
jumping off the desk.
"Now class, we are holding another Yule Ball on Christmas Eve this year..."
Lavender and Parvati giggled, whispering to each other and shooting glances at Harry and Sirius, who
groaned in unison.
"Now I want you to be on your best behaviour..." Professor McGonagall began to scold before....
BRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!
"Right, well you all know how it works so I won't keep you. You are dismissed. Praedator, could I see you
for a moment?"
"Sure professor." Sirius grabbed his books and said a quick goodbye to Harry, Hermione and Ron, and
stepped up to the front of the class, wondering why McGonagall wanted to talk to him.
"What is it?" he said shortly, after the rest of the Gryffindor's had left.
"Dumbledore asked me to talk to you about all these pranks..." she began, her dark eyes almost piercing
his skin. "He says he understands you've been through a lot... what with Azkaban and everything... but
Severus is getting... well, if I said he was peeved it would be like saying You-know-who's a bad person."
Sirius rolled his eyes. He wanted to say, 'tell Snape to go get stuffed' but said instead: "Is it any worse than
I used to be?"
Professor McGonagall smiled slightly. "No."
Sirius shrugged. "Well I'm acting normally then. Tell 'Severus' I can't help my nature." Sirius grinned at his
teacher, and made for the door.
"Sirius, about the Ball..." the Professor began, but Sirius cut her off.
"I won't lead any girls on, I promise."
"Good."
***
Because Professor McGonagall held him up in the Transfiguration classroom, that meant Sirius made his way
up to Gryffindor Tower alone. And walking alone this close to the Yule Ball when you were an attractive male
was not something to be advised.
Sirius ducked into a secret passage that would take him to the corridor the Fat Lady lived in. He had been
asked to the Ball by five girls already. He hated to think what tomorrow would be like. Before emerging
from the hidden passage, he checked up and down the corridor. Empty. He stepped out cautiously, and
practically ran for the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Tawny owl!"
The portrait swung open, and Sirius jumped through the hole, glad to be in the common room, away from...
"Sirius?" Lavender giggled, walking towards him. Oh shiiiiit....
"Sorry Lavender! Got work to do! Talk later?" He said hurriedly, walking quickly past her. He couldn't
escape... he checked his watch. Almost dinner time... maybe he could get away then. They wouldn't
bother him if he was surrounded by people... would they? He spotted his godson and his friends sitting at
the other end of the common room. He continued towards them, collapsing into a chair at their table.
"What did McGonagall want?" Ron looked up from what looked like Divination homework.
"Just to warn me that Snape is 'peeved' at me." He shrugged. "As if I hadn't noticed."
Harry laughed. "Snape's so busy being horrible to you in Potions he's practically forgotten about me. He's
even forgotten to bully Neville." Harry looked closer at his flustered godfather. "What's up with you? You
look like you've been chased by a rabid basilisk."
"I've been bombarded with invitations to the Ball." he groaned. "Do not go walking alone. Some girls have
no shame."
Harry laughed at Sirius' pained expression. "Dinner's probably already started. We better go down."
***
While they were headilng down to the Great Hall, Sirius fell behind Harry and Ron, who were having an
in-depth conversation about Quidditch to talk to Hermione. She looked left out, and he needed to tell her
something.
"I've been thinking about you-know-what." he said softly.
Hermione's eyes widened, but she didn't say anything.
"Meet me down by the lake after dinner, K?"
Hermione nodded dumbly.
***
That evening, down by the lake...
"So, what's your idea?" Hermione asked, watching Sirius skim rocks.
Sirius sighed, trying to think of a tactful way of putting it. "Well," he began, "From what I've observed, Ron
has a tendency to get jealous. So you need to go out with someone else."
"...right..." Hermione sounded disbelieving.
"That way he'll notice you."
"But... Sirius... who exactly? I'm not exactly the most gorgeous girl." she sighed heavily. "It's a good idea,
I just can't see how it could work."
Sirius took a deep breath. "Then, Miss Granger, would you mind going to the Yule Ball with me?"
Hermione blinked. "What?"
Sirius turned around. "This is the way I see it. I have been attacked all day by girls who I really don't want
to lead on, and if I get someone to go with, I'll have a plausible excuse for rejecting them. We can tell Harry
and Ron that's the excuse." Hermione nodded in agreement. It made sense to her. "Afterwards, we can still
act like we're going out, and even though Ron knows it's only acting, it'll still get up his nose. He'll notice
you, but won't think you're out of reach."
"That makes sense." she smiled, nodding, and held out a hand for Sirius to shake. "It's a deal."
Instead of taking the offered hand, Sirius (like the joker he is) knealt down on one knee and kissed the
offered hand. "Anything for you, my dear Hermione!" he crooned melodramatically.
Hermione laughed, and pulled her hand away, walking briskly towards the castle.
***
By lunchtime the next day, everyone in sixth year knew about Sirius and Hermione.
Hermione quickly found out that Sirius was not one for subtlety when it came to dating. As soon as they
arrived back at the Common Room, Sirius had snaked one arm around her waist, then practically announced
to the stunned contents of the room that they were officially an item.
Hermione had never blushed so much in her life.
It had taken some explaining to a stunned Harry and disgruntled Ron before their friends accepted the
situation as sensible. Ron had looked increasingly sour as Sirius spoke. Hermione supposed that was
because Sirius' arm was around her shoulders, and her head rested on his. Well, she thought to herself, the
more annoyed he got, the better.
As the Yule Ball loomed nearer, Harry and Ron became more and more edgy around girls. A few days
beforehand, both boys still hadn't found dates. Hermione found this very amusing.
Harry eventually gave up and resorted to asking Ginny. Ginny's face lit up like a lantern as she squeaked a
'yes'. Then she asked her friend Kaitlyn to go with Ron, something Ron got very embarassed, but was pleased,
about.
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I'll leave it there for now. Mum's bugging me to get to bed, so I'll just post this. I'll probably add to this
before I go away... but still under chapter four. Next bit will be the ball, and introduction of the new DADA
teacher. I still can't decide who it's gonna be though.... but whoever will come!! I promise! I have two
possible people in mind.
Disclaimer: you know the drill. I don't own HP, so yeah.
Wish me a good holiday, K?
bad news). I am going on holiday for the next two weeks, so no new posts. The only good thing (for you
anyway) about this is that sitting in a car for three hours with nothing to write will mean lots for me to type
up when I get back. So sorry about this peeps, but it can't be helped. (Sydney show, here I come!) Also
sorree for my little mistake... posting chapter one again... *bashes head on table*
~Windangel
______________________________________________________________________________________
Sirius settled into normal Hogwarts life well. Two months later, everyone regarded him as 'one of them'. He
had gotten back his reputation as a prankster with ease, a certain 'incident' involving Snape and a hair colour
charm that didn't wear off for three days setting it in stone. Everyone except Snape found it incredibly
entertaining to be taught by a magenta-haired, and incredibly grumpy Potions master, though they tried not
to show him that.
So far Sirius hadn't mentioned his idea to Hermione again. He hadn't dismissed it; he was refining it, but it
was an incident in Transfiguration a few weeks before Christmas that hurried it along. The lesson was
almost over; only about five minutes left, when Professor McGonagall asked them to stop transfiguring their
half-rabbit, half-cabbages and listen to a very important announcement. Sirius grabbed his rabbit to stop it
jumping off the desk.
"Now class, we are holding another Yule Ball on Christmas Eve this year..."
Lavender and Parvati giggled, whispering to each other and shooting glances at Harry and Sirius, who
groaned in unison.
"Now I want you to be on your best behaviour..." Professor McGonagall began to scold before....
BRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!
"Right, well you all know how it works so I won't keep you. You are dismissed. Praedator, could I see you
for a moment?"
"Sure professor." Sirius grabbed his books and said a quick goodbye to Harry, Hermione and Ron, and
stepped up to the front of the class, wondering why McGonagall wanted to talk to him.
"What is it?" he said shortly, after the rest of the Gryffindor's had left.
"Dumbledore asked me to talk to you about all these pranks..." she began, her dark eyes almost piercing
his skin. "He says he understands you've been through a lot... what with Azkaban and everything... but
Severus is getting... well, if I said he was peeved it would be like saying You-know-who's a bad person."
Sirius rolled his eyes. He wanted to say, 'tell Snape to go get stuffed' but said instead: "Is it any worse than
I used to be?"
Professor McGonagall smiled slightly. "No."
Sirius shrugged. "Well I'm acting normally then. Tell 'Severus' I can't help my nature." Sirius grinned at his
teacher, and made for the door.
"Sirius, about the Ball..." the Professor began, but Sirius cut her off.
"I won't lead any girls on, I promise."
"Good."
***
Because Professor McGonagall held him up in the Transfiguration classroom, that meant Sirius made his way
up to Gryffindor Tower alone. And walking alone this close to the Yule Ball when you were an attractive male
was not something to be advised.
Sirius ducked into a secret passage that would take him to the corridor the Fat Lady lived in. He had been
asked to the Ball by five girls already. He hated to think what tomorrow would be like. Before emerging
from the hidden passage, he checked up and down the corridor. Empty. He stepped out cautiously, and
practically ran for the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Tawny owl!"
The portrait swung open, and Sirius jumped through the hole, glad to be in the common room, away from...
"Sirius?" Lavender giggled, walking towards him. Oh shiiiiit....
"Sorry Lavender! Got work to do! Talk later?" He said hurriedly, walking quickly past her. He couldn't
escape... he checked his watch. Almost dinner time... maybe he could get away then. They wouldn't
bother him if he was surrounded by people... would they? He spotted his godson and his friends sitting at
the other end of the common room. He continued towards them, collapsing into a chair at their table.
"What did McGonagall want?" Ron looked up from what looked like Divination homework.
"Just to warn me that Snape is 'peeved' at me." He shrugged. "As if I hadn't noticed."
Harry laughed. "Snape's so busy being horrible to you in Potions he's practically forgotten about me. He's
even forgotten to bully Neville." Harry looked closer at his flustered godfather. "What's up with you? You
look like you've been chased by a rabid basilisk."
"I've been bombarded with invitations to the Ball." he groaned. "Do not go walking alone. Some girls have
no shame."
Harry laughed at Sirius' pained expression. "Dinner's probably already started. We better go down."
***
While they were headilng down to the Great Hall, Sirius fell behind Harry and Ron, who were having an
in-depth conversation about Quidditch to talk to Hermione. She looked left out, and he needed to tell her
something.
"I've been thinking about you-know-what." he said softly.
Hermione's eyes widened, but she didn't say anything.
"Meet me down by the lake after dinner, K?"
Hermione nodded dumbly.
***
That evening, down by the lake...
"So, what's your idea?" Hermione asked, watching Sirius skim rocks.
Sirius sighed, trying to think of a tactful way of putting it. "Well," he began, "From what I've observed, Ron
has a tendency to get jealous. So you need to go out with someone else."
"...right..." Hermione sounded disbelieving.
"That way he'll notice you."
"But... Sirius... who exactly? I'm not exactly the most gorgeous girl." she sighed heavily. "It's a good idea,
I just can't see how it could work."
Sirius took a deep breath. "Then, Miss Granger, would you mind going to the Yule Ball with me?"
Hermione blinked. "What?"
Sirius turned around. "This is the way I see it. I have been attacked all day by girls who I really don't want
to lead on, and if I get someone to go with, I'll have a plausible excuse for rejecting them. We can tell Harry
and Ron that's the excuse." Hermione nodded in agreement. It made sense to her. "Afterwards, we can still
act like we're going out, and even though Ron knows it's only acting, it'll still get up his nose. He'll notice
you, but won't think you're out of reach."
"That makes sense." she smiled, nodding, and held out a hand for Sirius to shake. "It's a deal."
Instead of taking the offered hand, Sirius (like the joker he is) knealt down on one knee and kissed the
offered hand. "Anything for you, my dear Hermione!" he crooned melodramatically.
Hermione laughed, and pulled her hand away, walking briskly towards the castle.
***
By lunchtime the next day, everyone in sixth year knew about Sirius and Hermione.
Hermione quickly found out that Sirius was not one for subtlety when it came to dating. As soon as they
arrived back at the Common Room, Sirius had snaked one arm around her waist, then practically announced
to the stunned contents of the room that they were officially an item.
Hermione had never blushed so much in her life.
It had taken some explaining to a stunned Harry and disgruntled Ron before their friends accepted the
situation as sensible. Ron had looked increasingly sour as Sirius spoke. Hermione supposed that was
because Sirius' arm was around her shoulders, and her head rested on his. Well, she thought to herself, the
more annoyed he got, the better.
As the Yule Ball loomed nearer, Harry and Ron became more and more edgy around girls. A few days
beforehand, both boys still hadn't found dates. Hermione found this very amusing.
Harry eventually gave up and resorted to asking Ginny. Ginny's face lit up like a lantern as she squeaked a
'yes'. Then she asked her friend Kaitlyn to go with Ron, something Ron got very embarassed, but was pleased,
about.
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I'll leave it there for now. Mum's bugging me to get to bed, so I'll just post this. I'll probably add to this
before I go away... but still under chapter four. Next bit will be the ball, and introduction of the new DADA
teacher. I still can't decide who it's gonna be though.... but whoever will come!! I promise! I have two
possible people in mind.
Disclaimer: you know the drill. I don't own HP, so yeah.
Wish me a good holiday, K?