Hiya peeps! Miss Park Avenue's back again! lol. Anywayz, I'm sorry I've held the story up b/c I had to to go finish Chapter 3 of my other fic: Lost in the Marauder's Time and I've had writer's block. So, I'm gonna make this chapter as long as possible. Here's Chapter Four!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, it all belongs to the talented Miss J.K. Rowling.
Chapter Four: Dinner and a Pillow Fight
Hermione looked and acted nervous as she apparated to the Three Broomsticks. She was tired because that day, she was working harder then ever. She was exhausted but she couldn't pass up a date with Sirius. She has talked with Ginny Weasley earlier and she was all giggly about it. She had given the advice if Sirius was an experienced person then he would pay for the dinner, as always. Hermione wasn't sure of this. She sorta wanted to pay for the dinner. Because she was glad that Sirius asked her out for a night and she wanted to repay him back. She walked in and looked for Sirius.
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Sirius sat inside waiting patiently. He was nervous. Very nervous. Of course this was his first real, actual date in three years. Remus was actually glad about it. He thought being nervous was very good for Sirius. Sirius was wondering if he should just cancel the whole thing. I mean, what if I mess up? This is ridiculous. What am I doing? Ron asked to look out for her and what am I doing? Going out on a date with his fiance`! Sirius heard the door open. His mouth opened.
Walking in was a woman with curly, chesnut-colored hair left down, with warm, sparkling eyes. Her skin was a even colored tan brown and her body was slender. Her dress robes were a midnight blue color, and she had a matching shawl to it, and it draped behind her back, over her arms. She looked around until she spotted Sirius and waved hi.
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Hermione looked until she spotted him. Her eyes widen in surprise as she looked at her date. Even though he was almost in his late 30's, he passed for being in his early 30's. His hair was now clean, cut and well shaven. His face wasn't deep and sunken anymore, but healthy. His eyes were a deep colored brownish-black and his robes were as black as the night outside, minus the stars. The two gaped at each other and realized they were drawing the attention of people.
Hermione snapped out of her daydream first, and waved hi to Sirius. Sirius waved back. She walked over to the table and sat down. "Hi Sirius. Gosh, you look really nice."
"Oh, thanks. You look nice too, you know?"
Hermione blushed crimson red. "Thanks. I haven't been out with people in a really long time."
"Same as me," replied Sirius.
"Well, oh! Did you hear about..."
Their conversation drove on and on. They never stopped talking. They talked about Quidditch, about Hogwarts, what Sirius did at Hogwarts and what Hermione did at Hogwarts. They were trying to edge the conversation away from Ron and Harry, but the opportunity always came back.
"And he killed the basilisk? Alone? My god, he could've died in there."
"Well, he did Sirius, he actually told me later, that he got bitten by it, but Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, put his tears on Harry's arm where it bit him. Phoenix's tears have healing powers."
"I see. And the who opened the Chamber of Secrets again? It was.."
"Ginny Weasley."
"Oh, the youngest Weasley, right?"
"Yeah, and more than that, the only girl," said Hermione. "I feel bad for her sometimes."
"Yeah, I mean if my family only contained snobby, mean sisters and only me, I'd kill myself."
Hermione lifted her eyebrow. "So are you saying that all sisters are snobby and mean, or ALL girls are snobby and mean?"
Sirius looked nervous. "Uh, I meant that from a guy's point of view!"
"Alright, I believe you, Sirius. And to prove that, I'm going to pay for dinner. To prove that I'm not mean."
"No Hermione, you are right. Not all girls are snobby and mean. And to make up for what I said, I'm going to pay for dinner."
"No, Sirius, I am."
"Hermione, this was my idea in the first place. Let me pay."
"No, I want to pay."
"No, I'm going to. I'm the guy, and the guy always pays for dinner."
"Sirius, I'm not this little insecure girl anymore. If I want to pay for dinner, then I WILL pay for dinner. Got it?"
Sirius backed down. "Fine pay for dinner."
"Thank you." Then Hermione shouted, "Waiter? We're ready!"
They left the restaurant.
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They walked to Sirius's house, since it wasn't far from the restaurant. "I, uh, really enjoyed the evening tonight," said Hermione.
"Yeah, so did I."
Hermione smiled. Sirius smiled back. "Do you want to come in for a while?" asked Sirius hopefully.
"Sure," replied Hermione.
They entered and Sirius, acting as host, "Make yourself comfortable."
"Ok, thanks Sirius."
Hermione went to sit on the couch in the living room. The couch was comfortable so she half-layed on the couch. Sirius went to get some drinks. "Hermione? Are you thirsty?" No response. "Hermione?" Still no response. He went into the living room and Hermione was on the couch...asleep. Sirius chuckled. I guess I'll let her stay here for the night. Sirius went and got a blanket and covered Hermione with it. He smiled warmly and bent down and kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Goodnight Hermione." And with that, he left for his own room.
"Goodnight Sirius," said Hermione softly.
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It was 2:00 in the morning. A person crept around until it had found Sirius's room. He slept with no shirt on and was sleeping peacefully. Then it walked to his bed and climbed in under the covers.
Sirius was having the perfect dream. He turned around and felt someone else there with him. He forced himself to open his eyes. A woman was in his bed, sleeping soundly. Hermione was in his bed, sleeping next to him. He rubbed his eyes one more time to make sure what he was seeing wasn't a dream. Suddenly he heard yawning and Hermione was awake. She stared at Sirius, then rubbed her eyes to see that what she was seeing wasn't a dream. "Oh my god."
"Speak for yourself Hermione," Sirius said laughing. "What are you doing here in my bed?"
"I don't know!" Hermione said defensively. "I remember getting up to get a glass of water and getting back on the-"
She slapped her hand on her forehead. Sirius though just kept laughing. Hermione took her pillow and threw it at Sirius's head. Then he threw it back. Moments later they were having a full blast pillow fight, and if anyone was watching, they could've clearly seen that Hermione was winning.
"I'll teach (she threw a pillow) you not to laugh (she threw another one) at me that way (she hit his head with a pillow) ever again (threw one at his back) Sirius Black!" (a double pillow hit)
Sirius was trying his best to hold her off, but he hadn't had a pillow fight since James was alive. In Hermione's case however, she remembered the classic pillow fights at Hogwarts with Harry, Ron and herself against Fred and George Weasley.
Hermione could no longer throw pillows because she had started laughing that Sirius couldn't catch a pillow. This gave Sirius the upper advantage.
"Well, at least (pillow to the head) I don't climb (threw one pillow at Hermione's legs making her fall) into other people's (another pillow to the head again) beds when sleeping!" (double pillow in the back)
Sirius then collapsed on the bed with Hermione laughing with her. By the time he joined her, she was clutching her stomach and rolling around. She finally stopped and gave a few deep breaths. "That went well," said a casual Hermione.
"You mean you have pillow fights every morning or something?" said Sirius, who had stopped laughing to take a breath.
"It's just a figure of speech."
"Fine, be that way, Hermione. And anyways, what were you doing in my bed?"
"I don't know Sirius! Maybe I was...sleepwalking or something."
"You sleepwalk?"
"No, I'm not used to sleepwalking."
Hermione sighed. "Well, I better get home. I need to change."
"Ok. Um, Hermione? Do you want to go out sometime...again?"
Hermione grinned at Sirius. "I'd love to."
They both grinned at each other.
(Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to put this chapter out, I've had writer's block for like forever. And I had to to other stories so...I hope you guys like this
chapter ok? Pleze R&R!)
Miss Park Avenue
