When we were together I was blown away.
"So 'Mione, what exactly is going on between you and Sirius?"
Harry looked sideways at her, face bright red.
"Um, Harry, you have been in the sun too long."
"I'm serious, what is going on? I see the looks."
"And I'm serious, too. You've been in the sun too long you moron. You are red as a lobster." Hermione reached behind her back and hooked the straps of her bikini. "I had the good sense to use sunscreen. But, did you listen, nnnnnoooooooooo." Standing up she gathered her towel and bottle of coconut scented Magic Screen.
Harry gathered his things and followed her back into the castle. Stopping briefly in the foyer to check out his reflection in a suit of armor. "Oh crap, look at me. I'm going to head right up to Poppy and let her fix this."
"You do that, Harry. I'm heading up to my room, take a nice, cool shower and find somewhere to curl up with a good book."
An hour later she sat propped against a wall in the Astronomy tower, a book of healing charms opened in her lap. But, her mind was nowhere even NEAR the book.
"What exactly is going on with Sirius and I?? Good question." Although much of what transpired last Saturday night still escaped her, since then the two of them had become rather……close. Sirius had begun to "bump into" her at very unexpected times. Times when they could be alone together. And although she had initially met his kisses tentatively, things were very quickly heating up. The young boys she was used to had nothing over an experienced man. She was pretty sure she was in love with him. He made her feel things, made her want to DO things, made her want him. Things most certainly would have gone much further, had Snape not kept appearing at all the wrong moments. "I swear to the Gods, he's stalking me."
In another part of the castle, Sirius Black was thinking about Hermione. His thoughts were much different. Last Saturday night that git had taken her right out from under him. Just stalked right out of the room and whisked her away. He had been too drunk to confront Snape that night. The next morning, when a very tired looking Hermione drug herself into the Great Hall, he noticed that The Potions Master was studying her very closely. "So, the Greasy One favors her, does he?? Well, there has never been a woman who would choose him over me, and there sure as hell won't be now. Besides, things around here are actually quite boring without the seventh year Slytherin girls. She should prove to be a very interesting diversion." That afternoon was the start of Sirius Black's seduction of Hermione Granger, and yet another way to taunt Severus Snape.
In the dungeons that afternoon, someone else's thoughts were consumed with the Black/Granger relationship as well. "Damn Minerva for making me the Granger girl's babysitter." He respected his older colleague too much to tell her to take her student and stick her where the sun didn't shine. But, this was ridiculous. "If that foolish girl wants to get it on with scum like that, what business is it of mine?" Although he tried to distance himself from the situation, it still did bother him. She had so much potential. By far she had been his most promising potions student. Saddling herself to Black would surely destroy that beautiful mind. In these uncertain times, they needed minds like hers. In the fight against Voldemort, the Muggle adage rang true "A good mind is a terrible thing to waste." But, enough was enough. There were only so many times he could "stumble" across them. He was finished watching over her through his Student's Pensive. He picked up a tall, hourglass shaped object, dropped it in the bottom drawer of his desk, and slammed it shut. She was on her own.
Later that evening as Hermione and Harry strolled towards the Great Hall, and their evening meal, an arm snaked out of the shadows and grabbed Hermione. Harry spun around, pulled out his wand, and followed. He quickly backed the dark figure against the wall, wand to his throat.
"Harry will you STOP it," Hermione hissed.
Grabbing the figure by the throat, Harry drug him out into the light, stumbling briefly over a . . . . . Picnic Basket?????? He looked back up to the face of the person whose life would now be so easy to take, who dared threaten his friend. He looked into the eyes of his Godfather.
Sirius Black gazed levelly back at his Godson.
"Man, Sirius, I'm sorry. Guess I'm a little trigger happy, for want of a better expression. What's in the basket?" Harry lowered his wand and tucked it back in his robe.
"Nothing for you to be concerned about. I'm whisking Hermione here away on a little picnic. Be a good fellow and run along to dinner." He lowered his voice and whispered into Harry's ear. "I'm taking her up to the Astronomy Tower. I've got a bit of a romantic surprise in store and certainly don't want anyone walking in on us. Cover for us until after dinner, then make sure you let it slip where we've gone, so that they give us some privacy." "And by then Snape will be too late, and will get quite an eyeful in the bargain."
With that he scooped up the basket, grabbed Hermione by the hand, and sauntered away. Hermione glanced over her shoulder with a knowing look and an ecstatic smile and gave him a little wave. "Goodnight Harry. Don't wait up." Harry's jaw gaped open as he watched them leave. He shook his head dazedly, and continued on to dinner.
"Is Hermione not joining us tonight?" Dumbledore asked evenly.
"Uh, no, she's tied up with something else at the moment."
Minerva McGonagall gave Snape a kick under the table and pointedly looked toward the other empty seat at the head table. Severus just shook his head slightly and continued eating. "None of my business. She's an adult, she wants to mix it up with Black, not my place to stop her." He closed his eyes to compose his thoughts. "She's not a child anymore and she can come to her own decisions about the opposite sex. No matter how much of a boor Black is, it's still her decision." Visions of Hermione Granger, naked, writhing, panting, passed through his mind. Panting, pleading, begging. Obligingly the dark haired man covered her and with a stroke, entered. Ecstasy painted her beautiful cinnamon eyes and his name slipped from her mouth. "Severus."
Snape shot straight up in his chair. "Where in the hell did that come from??" He pushed his plate back with a clunk and sighed audibly.
"Lost your appetite, Severus?" Dumbledore asked with that all-knowing look on his face. "I hope it wasn't anything we said."
Severus glared at Minerva McGonagall, who met his eyes with a knowing smirk of her own. "Why do I suddenly have the feeling that those two are up to something? I'm not playing this game with them."
"No, Headmaster, just can't wait for dessert."
The meal continued on in the Great Hall with not another word mentioned about the absence of either Hermione or Sirius. As they rose to leave Remus Lupin turned to him and asked "So, Harry, what are your plans for the evening?"
Remembering the last words Sirius had whispered to him, he replied loudly "Well, they're calling for a meteor shower tonight, but I'll have to watch from the lawn. The Astronomy tower is already in use." He winked at Remus and grinned. Lupin laughed and clapped him on the back. "Well then, maybe I'll join you outside. Wouldn't want to disturb anyone at the top of the castle." One by one the staff filed out the door, chatting amongst themselves. Only the Potions Master remained behind, struggling with himself and the feelings running through his body. The annoying need to protect the young witch with the honey brown hair, the need to snap Sirius Black's neck in two, the need to STOP HER before she made a mistake that would forever haunt HIM. "When did I get so soft?"
He rose to his feet and swept quickly out the door and up to the Astronomy Tower.
Just like paper from a fan.
In the Astronomy tower, Sirius and Hermoine were just finishing their own dessert. Above them, the wind was picking up a bit and far in the distance they could see dark clouds rolling in.
"Looks like a storm is brewing," Hermione observed quietly. "Maybe we should clean up and head in."
"We have time yet before it hits. Lets stay right here," Sirius moved closer to the girl and started to kiss her neck. "If we go inside, however will Snape find us??"
Hermione was both nervous and excited at once. This would be her first time with a man, with the man she loved. Some of her friends said the first time hurt. Others said it didn't. She wasn't quite sure what to expect. All she was sure of was that Sirius loved her and surely wouldn't hurt her intentionally. She gave in to his desires, turned herself over to him body and soul.
Sirius on the other hand had one thing on his mind (well maybe two) and Hermione's pleasure was not one of them. The hour was getting later and he really needed to speed this up if he was going to be inside of her when Snape showed up. Once on the girl, with the help of a few little known charms, he could hold off and ride her until the Git appeared and saw that, once again, Sirius had bested him. Throwing foreplay to the wind, he quickly removed the girl's clothing and his own. He ignored the confusion etched on her face and her attempts to pull his mouth once again to her's. Flipping her over quickly he maneuvered her to all fours and entered her from behind. A flash of regret entered his mind as he tore through her barrier. "So she's a virgin, wasn't expecting that." He threw that thought to the wind as well. Pacing himself, he began to pump.
Hermione cried out as he tore into her. But, she remained still. Believing, yet, in Sirius and that this was, indeed, the way things should be between two people that love each other. Quiet tears worked their way down her face and dropped on the tablecloth beneath her. "Surely it only hurts like this the first time."
Suddenly, the door was thrown wide and the Potions Master appeared. Not a word was said. Horrified, Hermione's eyes met his, pleading, tear-filled. She just shook her head slightly and implored him silently to leave. Snape's eyes moved to the man kneeling behind her. Black looked at him, raised one eyebrow, and smiled. "I win."
Snape quickly turned away from the scene before him. "I apologize for the intrusion." And he was gone in a whirl of black.
Sirius gave 2 more hard thrusts after the door slammed, growled, and finished. He moved off the young woman and lay on his side, trying to catch his breath.
Hermione rolled herself into a ball beside him and struggled to control her tears. "He doesn't need to see me cry, he didn't hurt me on purpose." Above her, a bolt of lightening flashed across the sky, followed after a few seconds by the roll of thunder. The wind blew wildly.
Sirius reached over to where their clothes were piled and with a flick of his wand, they were both dressed again. "We had better get inside."
Leaving the remains of supper for the elves to find, they made their way down the steps of the tower. Hermione stopped Sirius with a tentative touch on his arm. He turned to face her and she looked deeply into his eyes. "I love you," she said quietly.
"Yes, um, well. I'll see you in the morning." Sirius extricated himself from her grasp and walked off quickly down the corridor, quietly whistling a tune.
Hermione stared after him until he was gone. The floodgates opened again. She slid to the floor, buried her face in her knees and cried.