A/N: I kept my promise, didn't I? Here's the next chapter and it's really soon, you can't say it's not! :-)

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After Hermione and Sirius had announced their engagement, and everybody had congratulated them, Hermione felt Harry's eyes on her whenever she was in the room. Of course, when she turned to look at him, he immediately turned to another direction, but Hermione knew how hurt he was. She chose not to talk to him about it for a while, hoping he would overcome on his own.

Meanwhile, she herself was having the best time of her life. Sirius and she spent every minute together. In the mornings, he would knock on her door to call her for breakfast. If she was already awake, she would open the door to find his smiling figure wishing her a good morning. If she was still asleep (it was the summer holidays, after all), he would open the door silently, go over and kiss her cheek, and the first thing she would see as she woke up would be his beautiful face. What a wonderful way to start the day.

After breakfast, they would usually go for a walk. Sometimes other people, such as Ginny, Remus or Ron would join them, but mostly, Sirius and Hermione prefered to be alone.

One of these morning trips, Sirius stopped and smiled at her mischievously. "I have a surprise for you."

"What?" she asked excitedly.

He took out a pile of light-blue papers. "Guess, what are these?" he asked.

Hermione shook her head. "I don't know. What are these?"

"Surprise! They're our wedding invitations!" Sirius cried triumphantly.

"Really? Let me see!" Hermione grabbed the invintations from his hand and stared at one of them. It had been printed on some kind of a thick, light- blue parchment, with big, black, beautiful letters. Underneath the letters, she noticed a pale painting of a pink rose. When she read the ending of the invitation – "We would be happy to see you, Sirius Black and Hermione Granger" – she felt her heart rise in happiness. Sirius and Hermione. What a meant-to-be name combination. The two names sounded so good together.

"Oh, Sirius," she moaned. "They're... they're beautiful."

"I know," Sirius beamed. "Remus, Tonks and I designed them ourselves. Do you have your guest list?"

"Sure, I'm carrying it wherever I go," Hermione replied and took her list out.

"Why are you taking it wherever you go?" Sirius asked, confused. "I mean, I knew we would be planning our wedding now, so I brought it with me, but why did you bring it?"

"I'm taking it werever I go so I'll never lose it. I spent hours working on it and now it's perfect, I can't let anything happen to it." Hermione sat down on the grass. "Let's start, shall we?" She took out a blue quill and an ink bottle.

"Sure," Sirius replied and seperated the pile into two piles, handing her one.

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Two hours later, they were back in the house, and as they got in, the first thing Hermione saw was Harry and Ginny. They weren't kissing, of course – they weren't even close to each other. All they were doing was sitting on the stairs and talk to each other, but as Hermione gave them one look, she immediately noticed Harry's eyes... There was something new about the way he was looking at Ginny, something that wasn't there before. Ginny had the very same look in her eyes.

Hermione grinned and ran to Sirius, who had already entered the kitchen, to tell him the news.

"Really?" said Sirius, surprised. "So you think there's something going on between those two?"

"Not yet, but I'll bet you anything there will be soon. I saw the look in Harry's eyes. You'd have to be blind not to see it. By the time you and I get married, I can promise you... those two will be together."

"So remind me when the wedding is?" Tonks commented.

"Tonks, you wrote the invitations!" said Sirius, gazing at her as if she were a freak.

"I know," she replied, "but my memory sucks. I'm lucky if I remember to brush my teeth!"

"It's in two weeks from today," Hermione said.

"Two weeks?! Do you have your wedding dress yet?"

"Umm – not really. I thought maybe you, Mrs. Weasley and Ginny would go with me sometime to choose one."

"What about you?" Tonks asked Sirius. "What about your tuxedo?"

"Remus and I will take care of it. Don't worry, I won't come in shorts," Sirius answered.

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That evening, Harry and Ginny were sitting in the garden, in front of each other. Harry had just told a very funny joke and they were both rolling with laughter.

"Harry," Ginny said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, "there's something I wanted to ask you for a while..."

"Yes?"

"Do you still have feelings for Hermione?"

Harry stared at her for a while, trying to think seriously about this question. Did he have feelings for Hermione or not?

"You know, Ginny," Harry said, "I don't know how to explain it, but a few days ago, all I could think about was Hermione and Sirius. How they're together, how she loves him and not me, how they're going to get married etc. But lately... I don't know... I didn't think about Hermione at all."

"What were you thinking about, then?" Ginny asked softly.

Harry looked into her eyes and knew what he had been thinking about... "You," he replied, so softly she didn't hear him.

"What? I didn't hear you."

"I said," Harry repeated, moving closer, "I've been thinking about you."

Ginny's eyes widened. As she stared at Harry, she felt a smile starting to form and her face was getting warm... "I've been thinking about you, too," she replied and leaned in. Harry was leaning in, too, and in a few seconds, their lips met.

It wasn't a long kiss; they both pulled away only two or three seconds later, but this kiss was real, mutual and loving. And soon after, they were kissing again, and this time, it was much more intense.

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Hermione, who had been watching them from her bedroom window, smiled to herself. She hadn't heard the words they said, but she definitely saw them kissing – and it was wonderful to know she wasn't hurting Harry anymore.

"Guess what?" she said, closing the window and going over to sit next to Sirius on the bed, "I was right. And it happened much faster than I'd thought! They're already kissing."

"Really?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "I've never thought of Harry and Ginny as a couple. When I first met the three of you – you, Harry and Ron – I thought you and Ron were very compatible, but I didn't know about Harry. Next, I heard he liked this Ravenclaw girl, Cho. When you were on your fifth year, he started going out with her, so I guessed she was the one. And then, I realized he liked you – but it was when I realized I felt the same way. So..."

"You talk too much," Hermione said.

"And this comes from you!" Sirius grinned.

A few minutes later, Sirius said it was really late and got up to leave, but Hermione caught his arm. "Listen," she said, blushing, "what if – what if you didn't go?"

"What?"

"What if you stayed here tonight?" Hermione said. She had to use all her courage to say this.

Sirius gazed at her. "You mean, stay here with you?"

Hermione nodded.

Sirius came closer to her. "You are the most amazing woman," he whispered and touched her cheek.

"I'd better be," Hermione chuckled, "you're stuck with me for the rest of your – "

But she never finished the sentence, because Sirius had already leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. She responded happily, moving closer to him and cupping his face in her hands. "I love you," she whispered.

"Love you too," he whispered back as they both fell on the bed.

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