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Chapter 10: She will be loved

"I know where you hide, alone in your car, know all of the things that make you who you are. I know that goodbye means nothing at all, comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls"

-Maroon5

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It was a highly eventful day, for Sirius at least. He had gotten to hold her in his arms, though it was brief, he felt it anyway. After the tickling was over, Sirius was content and without thinking, enraptured Hermione in a big bear hug. Hermione had stopped moving around, but had sat for a moment. They sat there, her back to his chest, and she felt his breathing change and heard his heart beat slightly faster.

She had closed her eyes to take in his warmth. Then her mind flashed back to Remus's words, just over a week before, '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.' Hermione came to realize the situation. Not wanting to be suspicious, she slowly reached back and tickled Sirius under his armpits so he had to let go.

"I think now the time has come, for us to go out!" Hermione said defiantly, standing up.

Sirius frowned at this, "What . . . Why? Where?" he stood, "We were having so much fun." He almost whined.

Hermione just pushed his chest, "I'd love to spend the entire day in my flat with you, but I would rather accomplish something before I want to be back in . . . three hours." Hermione left the living room and walked to her room and called from it, "Were leaving in ten minutes! By floo!"

Sirius had then realized that no one knew he was alive, so maybe he could go as Sirius Black and not as Padfoot, even though Hermione loves him, or so she said . . . Maybe. He thought now if she had meant it, truly. She had just sat in his arms, obviously happy. Maybe he was lucky, maybe not. Just then, Hermione had come out from the hallway. She wore a deep blue robe with black embroidering with a pair of tight denim bell-bottoms also sporting a concert shirt, the band, Sirius did not recognize.

Hermione smiled to herself, but scowled at Sirius. She looked at him and put her hands on her hips, "What, it's nothing you haven't seen before. So, stop staring. Let's go"

Sirius had been knocked out of his lost thoughts and looked around nervously. Running his hands through his hair, letting his hand rest on the back of his neck.

Hermione walked over to her fireplace, which was not lit, turned to Sirius, "We're going to Diagon Alley," she threw some Floo Powder into the mantel and electric green flames flew up. She stepped forward, leaving the bag of the powder behind for Sirius, "The Leaky Cauldron!" and she was gone in a pop.

Sirius just shrugged, and followed suit. They had arrived and only a select people took notice. A few people turned their head, but soon went back to whatever they were doing. One or two people gave Sirius a questioning look, wondering who this guy was.

"Come on, let's get you some robes and clothes." Hermione pulled his out of the pub, into Diagon Alley through the secret passage.

Sirius thought to himself, 'it still hasn't changed.' He mused at this. They walked around for about two hours, first reactivating Sirius account at Gringotts, then finding some robes that Hermione was satisfied for Sirius to wear and Sirius thought were comfortable. Later, after lunch, they had under half an hour till Hermione had wanted to get back, so they went to find Sirius some clothes. Satisfied with some tight, snuggly jeans and random T-shirts that would compliment his physique, they had gone back to 'The Leaky Cauldron' and they went back to Hermione's flat.

Hermione sat down on the couch, "Now, I want you to go into your room, and give me a modeling session." She had practically squealed with excitement as she sat down on a couch in the living room

Sirius gave Hermione a shocked look, his mouth hanging open, then decided it would be fun, and trudged off to his room. He sifted through the clothes, looking for something that caught his eye, hoping beyond hope, that it would also catch hers. He liked pleasing her, making her smile.

He came out a few minutes later, Hermione smiled. What he wore reminded her of when Draco used to do this for her. He would run around their flat, parading in what ever he had most recently gotten. These were memories of fonder times.

Sirius continued to go back and forth. From his room, to the living room, around it, and finally back to his room to repeat in other clothes. His last outfit, he saved because he thought Hermione would like it a great deal. It was a gray turtleneck that he wore with tight fitting blue jeans. He had hoped he would have gotten a positive reaction, but was wrongly mistaken. Hermione had looked at him, her smile had faded, and her look cold.

"Hermione. What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Sirius looked at her, something clicked, and she was not there.

"Don't you like it Hermione? I bought it especially for your pleasure." Draco had walked over to her, with that sly smile, which changed to an almost worried frown. He kneeled on one knee, and placed his hands on her lap. He took her hands in his, "Hermione Ann Granger, I love you. More then anything I could ever love. Because of this I uh, . . . I want you to . . . I want you to marry me."

He stared up into her toffee eyes with hope and fear. His facial expression had changed when that one single word he had hoped to hear was muttered, "Yes." He embraced her. Picked her up, held her in his arms and twirled in excitement. She was giggling and he, laughing. This was the happiest day of her life. She would never forget it.

Hermione was now staring into the eyes of Sirius Black, but she took no notice, "I'm going to my room."

She stood up and stepped away from him. Like in a trance, she walked down the hall, into her room, leaving a very baffled Sirius behind, 'Did I say something wrong?' he thought.

Sirius went back to the room he was staying in. Thinking of what just happened, he was confused. He owled Remus, to see if there was any reason for this awkward situation but didn't receive a response that day.

Hermione had stayed in her room the entire day, wondering why she let herself forget. Why hadn't she realized she wasn't ready to face the world like this yet? She now felt cold at the part of her that was presumably dead. It was cold. She was heartbroken. No longer homely like it was that morning. She remembered all that was forgotten, and cried. She was still raw from Draco and she didn't realize it till Sirius had actually looked like Draco.

She decided that she had to push herself away from Sirius. She was getting too close, too soon. Now it hurt that she had to do this to him. She felt as though she had led him on someway. Now it didn't matter because it hurt anyway. She had forgotten him.

Hermione feel asleep, crying. She hadn't woken up until the next morning when the sun had shone through her window. The memories of the night before had came flooding back. She hid her face and her pillow, letting out a heavy sigh. She decided it was making her depressed, and now wanted something to eat to push all the bad behind.

She poked her head out of her bedroom, shuffled into the kitchen without even gazing at his bedroom door. She poured a bowl of cereal, ate it, went to her room, took a shower and dressed. After completing these tasks, she took a picture of Draco out of her dresser. It was a picture of him standing and posing against a doorframe. He had on a dark green jumper and black dress pants. He stands there and runs his hand through his platinum hair that's down to his chin then. He has on his glasses. He only wore them for her.

She frowned. Why? Why had this have to happen to her now? Why did she have to remember and get thrown into a mood? She hated feeling like this.

She decided she wanted to clear her mind for a while and left a note to Sirius. She went out for a walk around London, staying clear of anything where she would be recognized by anyone from the wizard world. She went into shops and parks. Taking in the beautiful day. Breath by breath.

Waking late, Sirius took a shower to wake up from sleeping too long. Finishing, he walked out into the kitchen. Glancing into the dining room, there was a note on the table. He picked it up.

Sirius,

I'm dreadfully sorry about last night. I've gone out for the day to clear my mind a bit. I'll be back later tonight after work. Sorry to leave you alone all day, feels free to do as you please. See you later

Hermione

He didn't understand what was wrong. It was obvious that she was now avoiding her. Why? Seeing he was not finding his answer, he decided he would floo to Harry.

He flooed to Harry's house, Godric Hollow. He popped up in what was presumably the living room. It was very homely.

"Harry?" Sirius looked around a little boy came around the corner.

"Sirius?" The boy asked.

"George? Uh . . . Is you father home?"

George frowned, "No. Daddy isn't home, but my mum is. I'm gonna go get her." George ran away quickly. After a few minutes, a very pregnant Ginny appeared.

"Sirius, what a pleasant surprise! I'm sorry Harry isn't here, he's had a call earlier this morning." Ginny walked over to him and hugged him lightly.

"That's alright. I'd like to talk to you then." Sirius asked with a questioning hopeful look on his face.

Ginny gave him a weird look, "Oh, okay. What would you like to talk about?" She led him into the kitchen and offered him a drink.

"No thanks, I would like to talk to you about Hermione." Sirius asked sitting at the kitchen table.

Ginny gave him a questioning look, "What about her?"

He ran his fingers through his hair, "Well you see the last night, we had gone shopping. We went to Diagon Alley, did some business with Gringotts, and bought me some clothes." Ginny nodded. "When we got back to her flat I tried on some of the clothes on for her."

Ginny interrupted him, "By any chance, did you put on a jumper and nice looking pants?" Sirius nodded, "I see, well, Draco and her used to do that all the time. He loved to pose for her. Let her take pictures and all. Modeling stuff. That's how he proposed to her, you know?" Sirius nodded in understanding. "You properly did something that reminded her of him. It properly scared her."

Sirius frowned slightly, "Thanks Ginny." he stood and smiled, "I'm glad you told me, 'cause I don't think she was that willing to tell me." He hugged her and went back to Hermione's flat.

He decided he better not get in the way of Hermione that day. He looked on the table and there was yet another note on the table. He had gotten a response from Remus telling him to come over, which he did. Sirius went over Remus's and they hung out for the day.

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