A/n: Thank you so much to the very special peoples . . . . . . . THE REVIEWERS!!! Anyway, here is the fourth installment of 'Finding.'
P.S. I'm also letting you know HOW I'M GONNA DO THIS!!! Thank you for letting me figure this out.
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Chapter 4: I'll be
"I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said"
Remus came over later that day with Jacque like he said he would. He let Hermione know that as long as he could find a babysitter for Jacque, because she's only four, that he would join her to the veil the following Monday. Hermione told Remus not to let anyone else know, she just wanted it just between the two of them. She also didn't want anyone else to get their hopes up, just incase nothing happened.
"Just to let you know I'm not entirely sure about me being the unexpected true love. I could never love Sirius." She snorted.
"Hermione, you do love him, I love him, everybody loves him, but you were the only one to take the initiative and go out and find an answer." Remus stated, "You had that pull, that love to actually do something about it. Now if that is not love, then I do not know what to call it."
"But -"
Remus cut her off, "No buts, It may not be that kind of love you hear of in books, but it was more powerful then anyone else here."
Jacque heard her dad talking, and came tramping in from the other room where she was playing with some toys she had brought with her. "Daddy! Are you going to find Uncle Sirius? I thought he died!" Remus grimaced at his daughter's bluntness.
"Well, honey, we really don't know the answer, but maybe you will finally be able to meet Uncle Sirius." Remus smiled at his daughter and told her that they would be leaving soon. Jacque went to get her toys, her coat and waited at the door for her dad.
They got to the door; Remus put on his coat and turned back to Hermione, still sitting at the table. He smiled to her and left with a soft good bye.
Over the weekend, Hermione had been having a hard time getting to sleep. She could not get Sirius out of her mind. She would occasionally slip into little sleep, bountiful of dreams.
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Hermione had just woken up, eyes yet to open to take in the surroundings. She could faintly smell the scent of rain in the air when she realized it was actually raining. It's sound smoothed her.
She was about to go back to sleep when she felt someone on her back. A strong form, with a strong arm, tightly and protectively wrapped around her waist. She struggled slightly to remove herself from the member. She slipped out of the bed and turned to look at the person she was in bed with. She could see his face because when she had moved him, he had rolled over. She flushed slightly at how well built this man was. She put he almost frail fingers to her lips as she turned to the table next to the bed. She looked at the table and there was a parchment on it. She picked it up and read it.
My 'Mione,
"The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful, stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky, never revealing their depth.
Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.
Rain falls angry on the tin roof, as we lie awake in my bed. You're my survival, you're my living proof, and my love is alive not dead.
Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips.
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hangs from above
I'll be your crying shoulder, I'll be love suicide, I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead Tuned in, turned on, Remember the things that you said"
This was the only way that I could ever express the immense love that I have for you. I love you. There is no one else in this world for me other than you. I want to live with you for the rest of our lives, together. I want to be the father of our children. Then, I want to die with you. My love for you will never die.
With everything in me, I love you Hermione Ann Granger, I love you.
Sirius
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The first thing Hermione felt was shock. Slowly slipping into a heartfelt sigh. This was from Sirius. And he loved her. And it was so unexpected.
That morning Hermione woke up with a start, she quickly got ready for work and left her house. It was Monday.She was busy filling out a report for her boss. He had been upset with her productivity lately. He said that she had been in 'la la land' all week. Looking to the clock on the wall, Hermione realized it was a quarter past seven.
She finished her report and passed it in. Receiving a 'good work Granger' as she walked out of Mr. McCormick's office. Returning to her office, she started to get her things together to go to the Department of Mysteries.
"Hermione?"
She didn't even have to look up to her colleague to know who it was, "Yes, Josh?"
"Um, you have a visitor. It's the Remus Lupin." Josh said, almost a little nervous. Apparently, he had never known his co-worker was affiliated with famous wizards. Since the war everyone in The Order of the Phoenix was considered great people, some of them went on to greater things, or they lived normal lives.
Hermione smiled at his naivete, "Send him in, would you please?"
"Yes ma'am." Josh sprinted to get Remus. He returned with the casual werewolf, who was used to people acting a little stupid around him.
Remus walked in and Josh left.
"Are you ready?" He asked her.
Hermione grimaced, "Yes, I think I am, are you ready?"
"Yes"
They slowly walked to the Department of Mysteries in silence. Neither wanted to say anything. As they entered the vast room, with the dais and the archway, they could remember that night they came to avenge. Everything was monotone of blue.
"Come on, you can do better than that!"
They could see the look of fear and surprise on his face as they imagined Sirius falling toward the veil once again. Then they heard a familiar child's cry and a retort to it.
"SIRIUS . . . SIRIUS!"
"There's nothing you can do, Harry –"
"Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!"
"It's too late, Harry -"
"We can still reach him -"
"There's nothing you can do, Harry . . . nothing . . . . He's gone."
There was a slight chill in the air as they walked up to the dais, and up the stairs towards the archway. They could still see the cracks and the blast marks on the walls and floor as they went. Finally, they reached the top of it dais, where the ripped curtains continued to flow.
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A/n: HAHAHAHAHA! This is an evil cliff! Hope you all liked the new chapter, I had a hard time figuring out some things. You see I had to do some catch-up reading in OOTP.
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