A/N: I'm back! Well, I wanna say thanks to everyone who has reviewed. They
are-
Cofi
Lacey Evans
Mary Sue Killer
azaelia sapphire
sora-doragon
blackopal15
hpfreak2001
jeswin
ezrajade
Jade
AlienSmile13- Snape did recognize him. That's what the glare was
about. And I do plan on having them meet, but not for a while.
And, of course, Abigail. And to you I say- wow. Yeah, wow. You do have a tendency to ramble, don't you? But that's quite alright. I got the idea for the Yummy Sushi pajamas from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Congrats on getting your blue belt!!!! I'm a purple right now, in Tae Kwon Do. Isn't that weird? But I've broken boards already. I broke one as a green belt. *puffs out chest* Sorry I didn't put the chapter up by 10, but it hadn't been written yet. In fact, it's still not written yet. There are endless white pages for me to type on below this text.
WELL THEN. Enough with the reviewer thanks- I love you all, and it means a lot to get them. And a little favor to ask- could you check out my other story, The Long Awaited Trial? I haven't gotten any reviews for it, so I'm slightly desperate. :-) I've decided to right Remus instead of Lupin or Professor Lupin because it's easier. Yeah, I'm lazy. Here's the story!
***
Sirius bounded down the steps with Ron and Harry. Hermione and Remus walked much slower behind them, chatting quietly.
"So, do you like this new student, Hermione?" He asked as they took another flight of stairs.
She hesitated for a minute, then smiled. "Yeah, Professor, I think I do." His mouth was split into a grin, but it soon faded as he realized that Hermione was falling for someone from the past. He would have to go back- if he stayed it would completely mess up the future, the past, everything.
"Hey, slowpokes! Hurry up!" Harry called from the base of the steps.
"We're itching to go, and you two are holding us up!" Ron joined in. There was a loud "Yeah!" heard, but they couldn't see Sirius. He was already waiting at the door, bouncing up and down. He wasn't used to waiting for someone to go to Hogsmeade.
Scratch that-he was. Peter would always take longer than everyone else. But it was never a teacher they had to wait for.
When Hermione and Remus finally made it to the great oak doors, the three young men burst out of them and started sprinting to the village. They all seemed to have mis-judged the distance, however, because starting with Ron, then Harry, then finally Sirius, they stopped, wheezing and trying to catch their breath. At the sight of them dropping like flies, the 'slowpokes' howled with laughter. They passed Ron and Harry, but by the time they had gotten to Sirius all the boys were up again, jogging to catch up.
"We may be slow, but we've got all our breath."
"Har Har."
After all the boys had caught up, they walked at a normal pace. But when Hogsmeade came into view, they broke into a run again. Shrugging, Hermione and Remus joined them.
They slowed down once they arrived at Hogsmeade station. After catching their breath again, they made their way into the village.
"I say we go to Honeyduke's first," Ron said. The rest nodded, so that's were they went. After spending WAY too much time there, Remus brought up a good point.
"Sirius." He called, making his way through the small store. "Sirius! Put down those acid pops and come over here." He did, and Remus continued. "We're supposed to be getting you robes and school supplies, not wasting money on candy and things. Now, have you paid for those things yet?"
Sirius looked down at the various candies he held in his arms. "No, I haven't. Moony, what's wrong with-"
"Professor Lupin. I'm not Moony. I'm your teacher. Now, we have to get your things. So put that stuff back, and we can come back later." He watched as Sirius reluctantly put down his treats and made his way out. "Harry, Ron, Hermione! Let's go, we can come back later."
They trudged out of the store. "So where to now, Professor?" Ron asked, hoping the answer was Zonko's.
"Gladrags, then to get some supplies." Remus answered, and Ron frowned. They hopped off to Gladrags. After searching through the racks for a little while, Harry appeared holding brightly colored shorts.
"Look at this! They've got swim trunks. I wonder why." He said, tossing a pair each to Sirius and Ron. Remus explained that some people in Hogsmeade had pools.
Ron seemed absolutely puzzled, but since Sirius was half-blood, he knew what they were. As Hermione tried to explain to Ron what they were for, Sirius disappeared into a fitting room.
He came out wearing the trunks and making body-builder-esque moves, showing off all his muscles. The men laughed and disappeared, searching for more clothes, but Hermione stood there, stunned at the man she was looking at.
"What do you think?" He said, looking in a mirror. He could see Hermione in the reflection, her mouth still agape. He turned around and made his way toward her.
"Close your mouth." She did, and his kissed her softly on the lips. When he broke away, her mouth dropped open again. He laughed. "What did I tell you?" He circled around and wrapped her in his arms. She shivered at the feel of his skin against her. He rested his chin on top of her head. This was pretty easy, seeing as he was 6' 3" and Hermione was only 5'5".
"What exactly are you two doing?" Ron emerged from behind another clothing rack. He was holding the trunks Harry had thrown him.
"None of our buisness, Ron. Are you going to try those on?" Sirius let go of Hermione, much to her dismay.
"Nah. I'm not much for swimming." He tossed the shorts away.
"Well, I'm getting these. Let me pay then we can leave." Sirius went back to change, leaving Hermione standing there, in complete shock over what had just happened.
Sirius quickly paid for his things, and then they got him some supplies. You know, the basics- parchment, quills, ink, a cauldron, books. Things like that.
"Well, since we've gotten all the things we need, how about letting us go to Zonko's, Professor?" Ron asked, almost bursting with anticipation. Remus shrugged, then nodded, and the boys ran off to the joke shop. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Boys." She followed slowly. After they had wasted enough money, they decided to return to Honeyduke's and pick up where they left off.
They left a half our later, wallets much lighter, and arms loaded down with sweets. Sirius had bought Hermione a sugar quill, and she began sucking on it immediately.
"Oh, Sirius! We have to show you something!" Hermione took his hand and ran along High Street. She turned a corner and Sirius saw the long, deserted street heading up to the Shrieking Shack.
"It's the Shrieking Shack." At his expression, she added, "You do know about the Shrieking Shack, don't you? It was said to be the most haunted dwelling in all of Britain."
"Oh, I know alright." As he finished, the rest of the group came running behind them. Remus got a very solemn look on his face.
"Well, I thought I might show you, but you don't seem too interested." She dropped his hand. [Oh damn. Cover, Sirius, cover!]
"No, it's not that. It's just, uh..." He was trying to think very very quickly. "It's just that my older brother used to scare me with stories about it. That's all." He grabbed her hand again and winked.
"Aww...is ickle Sirius afraid of da scawy Shwieking shack?" Harry taunted from behind them. Sirius growled, then tackled him. Ron came to protect his friend, laughing the whole time.
"Now now boys, no fighting!" Remus shook a finger at them, but made no attempt to stop their roughhousing. Hermione and he were nearly rolling on the ground listening to their shouts.
"Hey! No biting, Ron!"
"OW! You sissy hair puller!"
"That was my nose, Sirius!"
"Get your hand off my ass, Harry!"
At that last one, Hermione was howling with laughter, and Remus was very much resembling a hyena (A/N: You know, the laughing ones).
After the boys had finally called a truce, and Hermione and Remus had recovered and were breathing semi-normally, they decided to return to Hogwarts. The boys were filthy.
When they returned, Sirius called the first shower. But before he went in, he took Hermione off to the side. "I really had a good time today, Hermione. Thank you." Before she could answer, he pulled her into a short, but sweet, kiss. He smiled, then bounded up the steps to the showers.
She was left stunned, once again. Except this time, Harry and Ron had seen this little exchange. They immediately made their way towards the stunned girl.
"Looks like Hermione has got herself a boyfriend," Ron commented. She whacked him lightly, then smiled.
"And?"
***
The next day was the start of classes for Sirius. And much to his disappointment, Double Potions was first. He dreaded having to listen to Snape, and was itching to do something just to piss him off.
But he had been warned several times already. If he did anything to jeopardize Gryffindor winning the House Cup, Harry and Ron would personally flay him alive. "That's not a threat, it's a promise," Ron had said.
They were highly competitive about it, because it was their final year and wanted more than anything to have the coveted cup on last time.
So he had decided not to risk it, but would just annoy the living daylights out of his nemesis. He made his way to the dungeons with his friends and took a seat next to Hermione.
Class started with Snape sweeping in from his office. "We are making the Scintillating Solution today. It is quite complicated, so be very careful." As Snape began writing on the board, Sirius' hand shot up.
"Excuse me, professor?" He asked innocently.
"What is it, Felton?" He turned around, looking extremely annoyed.
"Well, I was wondering, sir, since I'm new here, if I could borrow some monkshood? I seem to be fresh out." Snape's eyes got so small many wondered how he could possibly see.
"There is monkshood in that cabinet, Felton. Be very careful; I don't want anything broken." Sirius smiled, then got up from his chair. He carefully retrieved the right amount, then sat back in his chair.
The rest of the class passed by fairly uneventfully, except for Sirius spilling some frog brains onto the floor. "Excuse me, sir." He said, yet again playing the innocent look up. Draco snickered, but when the black haired boy turned around and started batting his eyelashes and making kissy faces again, he shut up quite quickly.
As he cleaned, Sirius used a bit more soap than necessary. And didn't get it all up. So when Snape went striding across the room, no doubt to scold Neville on his potion, he slipped, rather spectacularly. He fell backward, landing flat on his butt. Before anyone started laughing, he was up and glaring at Sirius.
Sirius put on a concerned face now. "Oh my goodness, Professor! Are you alright? You must watch where you step in these dungeons, you know." Harry, Ron, and Hermione could barely stand it. Ron was stuffing his cloak in his mouth to stifle his laughter, and the other two were burying their faces in books.
"See me after class, Felton."
When the bell rang (A/N: Or whatever happened to change classes), the three kids told Sirius they would meet him at lunch. He strode into Snape's office, where the Professor sat with an extremely irritated look on his face.
"That wasn't funny what you did, Black."
[On the contrary, it was hilarious.] "I don't know what you mean, Professor." He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, I believe you do, Black. Don't play dumb. You left soap on that floor so I would slip. I'll have you know that you could get detention for something like that. You really shouldn't go back to your old troublemaking ways."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Professor." He was always told, if you tell a story, stick to it. Don't change what you are saying in the middle. And that was sound advice. To this day, sticking to his story had saved him from more than one detention.
"Don't do it again. You are dismissed." Sirius turned around and stomped out of the room. [Insufferable prick.]
Sirius made his way to the Great Hall and sat down. "So what did he want?" Ron asked, taking one of Hermione's fries, earning a slap across the back of the head.
"Oh, nothing special. He thought I meant to leave soap on the floor for him to trip." Sirius followed Ron's example, and stole a fry. But he was expecting the slap, and dodged it.
"Uh huh. And did you mean to leave the soap, Mr. Felton?" She asked, taking his pumkin juice. He raised an eyebrow.
"Me? Never! I can't believe you would think I would do something like that, Hermione! I'm hurt." He pouted, then laughed. He snatched another fry and ducked, anticipating the whack in the head.
Instead, he felt a sharp poke in the ribs. He twitched, then began tickling Hermione. She was laughing/screaming so loudly that the entire hall was looking in their direction.
He stopped and let her catch her breath. "C'mon." He tugged her hand, and brought her to the Gryffindor common room. "I got you something." He handed her a long black velvet box. She took it, surprised.
"Sirius! You shouldn't-"
"Have. Whatever. I did, so open it!" He was eagerly awaiting her reaction. He was totally satisfied with the one he got.
Inside the box was a simple silver necklace. On it there was a small pendant with a tiny paw print. Her mouth was hanging open.
"Oh Sirius! This is beautiful!" He smiled and helped her put it on.
"I knew you would like it." He turned her around, then pulled her into a long kiss. When they broke apart, he led her too the couch and sat down. She sat on his lap.
"Can we just stay like this forever?"
"Well, I would, but then there would be the whole issue of showers, and going to the bathroom, and, well, if we stayed like this forever, how could I possibly do this?"
At that he grabbed her ribs and started tickling her.
***
Well, there ya go. I had to watch what I was typing for the Potions part, I kept having Snape call him Black, not Felton. But I fixed it.
That gift thing was kinda spur of the moment. I didn't have a way to end the chapter, so that's what came out. I hope you liked it!
Cofi
Lacey Evans
Mary Sue Killer
azaelia sapphire
sora-doragon
blackopal15
hpfreak2001
jeswin
ezrajade
Jade
AlienSmile13- Snape did recognize him. That's what the glare was
about. And I do plan on having them meet, but not for a while.
And, of course, Abigail. And to you I say- wow. Yeah, wow. You do have a tendency to ramble, don't you? But that's quite alright. I got the idea for the Yummy Sushi pajamas from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Congrats on getting your blue belt!!!! I'm a purple right now, in Tae Kwon Do. Isn't that weird? But I've broken boards already. I broke one as a green belt. *puffs out chest* Sorry I didn't put the chapter up by 10, but it hadn't been written yet. In fact, it's still not written yet. There are endless white pages for me to type on below this text.
WELL THEN. Enough with the reviewer thanks- I love you all, and it means a lot to get them. And a little favor to ask- could you check out my other story, The Long Awaited Trial? I haven't gotten any reviews for it, so I'm slightly desperate. :-) I've decided to right Remus instead of Lupin or Professor Lupin because it's easier. Yeah, I'm lazy. Here's the story!
***
Sirius bounded down the steps with Ron and Harry. Hermione and Remus walked much slower behind them, chatting quietly.
"So, do you like this new student, Hermione?" He asked as they took another flight of stairs.
She hesitated for a minute, then smiled. "Yeah, Professor, I think I do." His mouth was split into a grin, but it soon faded as he realized that Hermione was falling for someone from the past. He would have to go back- if he stayed it would completely mess up the future, the past, everything.
"Hey, slowpokes! Hurry up!" Harry called from the base of the steps.
"We're itching to go, and you two are holding us up!" Ron joined in. There was a loud "Yeah!" heard, but they couldn't see Sirius. He was already waiting at the door, bouncing up and down. He wasn't used to waiting for someone to go to Hogsmeade.
Scratch that-he was. Peter would always take longer than everyone else. But it was never a teacher they had to wait for.
When Hermione and Remus finally made it to the great oak doors, the three young men burst out of them and started sprinting to the village. They all seemed to have mis-judged the distance, however, because starting with Ron, then Harry, then finally Sirius, they stopped, wheezing and trying to catch their breath. At the sight of them dropping like flies, the 'slowpokes' howled with laughter. They passed Ron and Harry, but by the time they had gotten to Sirius all the boys were up again, jogging to catch up.
"We may be slow, but we've got all our breath."
"Har Har."
After all the boys had caught up, they walked at a normal pace. But when Hogsmeade came into view, they broke into a run again. Shrugging, Hermione and Remus joined them.
They slowed down once they arrived at Hogsmeade station. After catching their breath again, they made their way into the village.
"I say we go to Honeyduke's first," Ron said. The rest nodded, so that's were they went. After spending WAY too much time there, Remus brought up a good point.
"Sirius." He called, making his way through the small store. "Sirius! Put down those acid pops and come over here." He did, and Remus continued. "We're supposed to be getting you robes and school supplies, not wasting money on candy and things. Now, have you paid for those things yet?"
Sirius looked down at the various candies he held in his arms. "No, I haven't. Moony, what's wrong with-"
"Professor Lupin. I'm not Moony. I'm your teacher. Now, we have to get your things. So put that stuff back, and we can come back later." He watched as Sirius reluctantly put down his treats and made his way out. "Harry, Ron, Hermione! Let's go, we can come back later."
They trudged out of the store. "So where to now, Professor?" Ron asked, hoping the answer was Zonko's.
"Gladrags, then to get some supplies." Remus answered, and Ron frowned. They hopped off to Gladrags. After searching through the racks for a little while, Harry appeared holding brightly colored shorts.
"Look at this! They've got swim trunks. I wonder why." He said, tossing a pair each to Sirius and Ron. Remus explained that some people in Hogsmeade had pools.
Ron seemed absolutely puzzled, but since Sirius was half-blood, he knew what they were. As Hermione tried to explain to Ron what they were for, Sirius disappeared into a fitting room.
He came out wearing the trunks and making body-builder-esque moves, showing off all his muscles. The men laughed and disappeared, searching for more clothes, but Hermione stood there, stunned at the man she was looking at.
"What do you think?" He said, looking in a mirror. He could see Hermione in the reflection, her mouth still agape. He turned around and made his way toward her.
"Close your mouth." She did, and his kissed her softly on the lips. When he broke away, her mouth dropped open again. He laughed. "What did I tell you?" He circled around and wrapped her in his arms. She shivered at the feel of his skin against her. He rested his chin on top of her head. This was pretty easy, seeing as he was 6' 3" and Hermione was only 5'5".
"What exactly are you two doing?" Ron emerged from behind another clothing rack. He was holding the trunks Harry had thrown him.
"None of our buisness, Ron. Are you going to try those on?" Sirius let go of Hermione, much to her dismay.
"Nah. I'm not much for swimming." He tossed the shorts away.
"Well, I'm getting these. Let me pay then we can leave." Sirius went back to change, leaving Hermione standing there, in complete shock over what had just happened.
Sirius quickly paid for his things, and then they got him some supplies. You know, the basics- parchment, quills, ink, a cauldron, books. Things like that.
"Well, since we've gotten all the things we need, how about letting us go to Zonko's, Professor?" Ron asked, almost bursting with anticipation. Remus shrugged, then nodded, and the boys ran off to the joke shop. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Boys." She followed slowly. After they had wasted enough money, they decided to return to Honeyduke's and pick up where they left off.
They left a half our later, wallets much lighter, and arms loaded down with sweets. Sirius had bought Hermione a sugar quill, and she began sucking on it immediately.
"Oh, Sirius! We have to show you something!" Hermione took his hand and ran along High Street. She turned a corner and Sirius saw the long, deserted street heading up to the Shrieking Shack.
"It's the Shrieking Shack." At his expression, she added, "You do know about the Shrieking Shack, don't you? It was said to be the most haunted dwelling in all of Britain."
"Oh, I know alright." As he finished, the rest of the group came running behind them. Remus got a very solemn look on his face.
"Well, I thought I might show you, but you don't seem too interested." She dropped his hand. [Oh damn. Cover, Sirius, cover!]
"No, it's not that. It's just, uh..." He was trying to think very very quickly. "It's just that my older brother used to scare me with stories about it. That's all." He grabbed her hand again and winked.
"Aww...is ickle Sirius afraid of da scawy Shwieking shack?" Harry taunted from behind them. Sirius growled, then tackled him. Ron came to protect his friend, laughing the whole time.
"Now now boys, no fighting!" Remus shook a finger at them, but made no attempt to stop their roughhousing. Hermione and he were nearly rolling on the ground listening to their shouts.
"Hey! No biting, Ron!"
"OW! You sissy hair puller!"
"That was my nose, Sirius!"
"Get your hand off my ass, Harry!"
At that last one, Hermione was howling with laughter, and Remus was very much resembling a hyena (A/N: You know, the laughing ones).
After the boys had finally called a truce, and Hermione and Remus had recovered and were breathing semi-normally, they decided to return to Hogwarts. The boys were filthy.
When they returned, Sirius called the first shower. But before he went in, he took Hermione off to the side. "I really had a good time today, Hermione. Thank you." Before she could answer, he pulled her into a short, but sweet, kiss. He smiled, then bounded up the steps to the showers.
She was left stunned, once again. Except this time, Harry and Ron had seen this little exchange. They immediately made their way towards the stunned girl.
"Looks like Hermione has got herself a boyfriend," Ron commented. She whacked him lightly, then smiled.
"And?"
***
The next day was the start of classes for Sirius. And much to his disappointment, Double Potions was first. He dreaded having to listen to Snape, and was itching to do something just to piss him off.
But he had been warned several times already. If he did anything to jeopardize Gryffindor winning the House Cup, Harry and Ron would personally flay him alive. "That's not a threat, it's a promise," Ron had said.
They were highly competitive about it, because it was their final year and wanted more than anything to have the coveted cup on last time.
So he had decided not to risk it, but would just annoy the living daylights out of his nemesis. He made his way to the dungeons with his friends and took a seat next to Hermione.
Class started with Snape sweeping in from his office. "We are making the Scintillating Solution today. It is quite complicated, so be very careful." As Snape began writing on the board, Sirius' hand shot up.
"Excuse me, professor?" He asked innocently.
"What is it, Felton?" He turned around, looking extremely annoyed.
"Well, I was wondering, sir, since I'm new here, if I could borrow some monkshood? I seem to be fresh out." Snape's eyes got so small many wondered how he could possibly see.
"There is monkshood in that cabinet, Felton. Be very careful; I don't want anything broken." Sirius smiled, then got up from his chair. He carefully retrieved the right amount, then sat back in his chair.
The rest of the class passed by fairly uneventfully, except for Sirius spilling some frog brains onto the floor. "Excuse me, sir." He said, yet again playing the innocent look up. Draco snickered, but when the black haired boy turned around and started batting his eyelashes and making kissy faces again, he shut up quite quickly.
As he cleaned, Sirius used a bit more soap than necessary. And didn't get it all up. So when Snape went striding across the room, no doubt to scold Neville on his potion, he slipped, rather spectacularly. He fell backward, landing flat on his butt. Before anyone started laughing, he was up and glaring at Sirius.
Sirius put on a concerned face now. "Oh my goodness, Professor! Are you alright? You must watch where you step in these dungeons, you know." Harry, Ron, and Hermione could barely stand it. Ron was stuffing his cloak in his mouth to stifle his laughter, and the other two were burying their faces in books.
"See me after class, Felton."
When the bell rang (A/N: Or whatever happened to change classes), the three kids told Sirius they would meet him at lunch. He strode into Snape's office, where the Professor sat with an extremely irritated look on his face.
"That wasn't funny what you did, Black."
[On the contrary, it was hilarious.] "I don't know what you mean, Professor." He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, I believe you do, Black. Don't play dumb. You left soap on that floor so I would slip. I'll have you know that you could get detention for something like that. You really shouldn't go back to your old troublemaking ways."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Professor." He was always told, if you tell a story, stick to it. Don't change what you are saying in the middle. And that was sound advice. To this day, sticking to his story had saved him from more than one detention.
"Don't do it again. You are dismissed." Sirius turned around and stomped out of the room. [Insufferable prick.]
Sirius made his way to the Great Hall and sat down. "So what did he want?" Ron asked, taking one of Hermione's fries, earning a slap across the back of the head.
"Oh, nothing special. He thought I meant to leave soap on the floor for him to trip." Sirius followed Ron's example, and stole a fry. But he was expecting the slap, and dodged it.
"Uh huh. And did you mean to leave the soap, Mr. Felton?" She asked, taking his pumkin juice. He raised an eyebrow.
"Me? Never! I can't believe you would think I would do something like that, Hermione! I'm hurt." He pouted, then laughed. He snatched another fry and ducked, anticipating the whack in the head.
Instead, he felt a sharp poke in the ribs. He twitched, then began tickling Hermione. She was laughing/screaming so loudly that the entire hall was looking in their direction.
He stopped and let her catch her breath. "C'mon." He tugged her hand, and brought her to the Gryffindor common room. "I got you something." He handed her a long black velvet box. She took it, surprised.
"Sirius! You shouldn't-"
"Have. Whatever. I did, so open it!" He was eagerly awaiting her reaction. He was totally satisfied with the one he got.
Inside the box was a simple silver necklace. On it there was a small pendant with a tiny paw print. Her mouth was hanging open.
"Oh Sirius! This is beautiful!" He smiled and helped her put it on.
"I knew you would like it." He turned her around, then pulled her into a long kiss. When they broke apart, he led her too the couch and sat down. She sat on his lap.
"Can we just stay like this forever?"
"Well, I would, but then there would be the whole issue of showers, and going to the bathroom, and, well, if we stayed like this forever, how could I possibly do this?"
At that he grabbed her ribs and started tickling her.
***
Well, there ya go. I had to watch what I was typing for the Potions part, I kept having Snape call him Black, not Felton. But I fixed it.
That gift thing was kinda spur of the moment. I didn't have a way to end the chapter, so that's what came out. I hope you liked it!
