Thanks to all those who reviewed. So should I make them proclaim their
love for each other in the next chapter or should that get to know each
other better. Do you have a better approach to it? R & R! -Jessica-
Granger!
Hermione woke to the sun shinning through a wide, gorgeous window. She carefully attempted to get up and not feeling any pain sat up all the way. Hermione looked around the room. The room was furnished in a variety of greens and silvers. The fire was roaring and giving off a beautiful glow. She continued to skim the room but her eyes suddenly came to a sudden halt at a chair by the fire. Under a huge fluffy black blanket you could barely see the sleeping form of Sirius Black.
Sirius looked different from the last time Hermione had seen him. He no longer looked gaunt and pale and starved looking. His form had filled out more and his hair was freshly cut a little above the shoulder. He was...handsome. Hermione slowly got up from the bed and walked towards the deeply sleeping Sirius. Carefully and quietly inching closer and closer she sat on the couch across from the fireplace. Hermione watched how Sirius's chest rose and fell and listened to his deep even breathing. Somehow it relaxed her and soon she fell asleep.
Hermione was walking down a very cold and dreary hallway. It was eerily familiar. She wasn't quite sure where she was. She continued to descend down the hallway. A long ways farther she came to a door and before she could think about it she pulled it open. Inside was someone she did not wish to see. Unable to sop herself she moved into the room and was seated before Lord Voldemort, himself. "Wonderful of you to join us, Miss Granger. And may I ask how Potter is doing?" He asked in a deep hollow voice, one so scary it made shivers go up and down your spine. Taking a deep breath Hermione replied. "What the hell do you want, you bastard!" She huffed. "I am in no mood to talk to you right now." She finished defiantly. "I am just having you here for a friendly chat, Hermione." Tom stated in mock innocence. "What gave you the idea that I wanted to torture you to the point that you lose it and go mad for information?" "Hmmm....Well lets see..." Hermione started with sarcasm dripping from her every word. "You've tried to kill my best friend...let's see...seven times. Not to mention you the most evil dark wizard in the world and oh...You don't have friendly chats with mudbloods." Hermione finished bravely. "I see you have got some of that famous Gryffindor bravery." The dark lord stated dryly. "Well maybe on the count of I'm in Gryffindor, Tom." Hermione snapped back. A look of loathing came over his face. "What don't like your name, Tom? Well that's too damn bad! Or is it the fact that Harry is going to kick your ass?" She finished. Suddenly Voldemort was very angry. Fire was flashing in his eyes. "Crucio!" Voldemort said calmly. Hermione felt sharp pain over her whole body and screamed as if it was her last day on earth. Tom chuckled softly. "See you soon, MUDBLOOD!"
Hermione was still screaming as she woke. She found Sirius holding her in his arms as she cried. Of course Hermione was afraid. Who wouldn't be? I mean she was threatened by Lord Voldemort! She cried into Sirius's shirt until she fell asleep in his arms.
Hermione woke to the sun shinning through a wide, gorgeous window. She carefully attempted to get up and not feeling any pain sat up all the way. Hermione looked around the room. The room was furnished in a variety of greens and silvers. The fire was roaring and giving off a beautiful glow. She continued to skim the room but her eyes suddenly came to a sudden halt at a chair by the fire. Under a huge fluffy black blanket you could barely see the sleeping form of Sirius Black.
Sirius looked different from the last time Hermione had seen him. He no longer looked gaunt and pale and starved looking. His form had filled out more and his hair was freshly cut a little above the shoulder. He was...handsome. Hermione slowly got up from the bed and walked towards the deeply sleeping Sirius. Carefully and quietly inching closer and closer she sat on the couch across from the fireplace. Hermione watched how Sirius's chest rose and fell and listened to his deep even breathing. Somehow it relaxed her and soon she fell asleep.
Hermione was walking down a very cold and dreary hallway. It was eerily familiar. She wasn't quite sure where she was. She continued to descend down the hallway. A long ways farther she came to a door and before she could think about it she pulled it open. Inside was someone she did not wish to see. Unable to sop herself she moved into the room and was seated before Lord Voldemort, himself. "Wonderful of you to join us, Miss Granger. And may I ask how Potter is doing?" He asked in a deep hollow voice, one so scary it made shivers go up and down your spine. Taking a deep breath Hermione replied. "What the hell do you want, you bastard!" She huffed. "I am in no mood to talk to you right now." She finished defiantly. "I am just having you here for a friendly chat, Hermione." Tom stated in mock innocence. "What gave you the idea that I wanted to torture you to the point that you lose it and go mad for information?" "Hmmm....Well lets see..." Hermione started with sarcasm dripping from her every word. "You've tried to kill my best friend...let's see...seven times. Not to mention you the most evil dark wizard in the world and oh...You don't have friendly chats with mudbloods." Hermione finished bravely. "I see you have got some of that famous Gryffindor bravery." The dark lord stated dryly. "Well maybe on the count of I'm in Gryffindor, Tom." Hermione snapped back. A look of loathing came over his face. "What don't like your name, Tom? Well that's too damn bad! Or is it the fact that Harry is going to kick your ass?" She finished. Suddenly Voldemort was very angry. Fire was flashing in his eyes. "Crucio!" Voldemort said calmly. Hermione felt sharp pain over her whole body and screamed as if it was her last day on earth. Tom chuckled softly. "See you soon, MUDBLOOD!"
Hermione was still screaming as she woke. She found Sirius holding her in his arms as she cried. Of course Hermione was afraid. Who wouldn't be? I mean she was threatened by Lord Voldemort! She cried into Sirius's shirt until she fell asleep in his arms.