A/n: Hello people! Thought that I might be able to update while I was in Florida visiting my family, getting tidbits done here and there, but was unsuccessful. I hope that the last chapter was satisfying for you enough! Thank you to my few reviewers THANKS!!! Terribly sorry that I haven't updated in a month. Working out on getting a job (at Dunkin' Donuts!!!), family problems, going through driving school, and then school just started and I'm a junior in four college prep classes. Not that I'm complaining. Plus I moved over the summer and trying to make new friends isn't fun.

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Chapter 12: Build My World

"It's amazing how we fear we may be, It's from ourselves we so often run. Abandon fear and consequence of heartbreak expose the truth and give yourself to love"

-J.C. Chasez

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"Wow, that was delicious! I have never really eaten here before, never really got anything except for butterbeers and other drinks." Hermione said as she watched Sirius finish his plate.

"Drinks?" Sirius mused.

"Posh tish, Sirius. You should know me by now. You only spent a month at my flat." Hermione snorted sarcastically.

They had been fitting back in with each other, slowly. As the night passed on by, the more comfortable the situation got. Long hours were spent sipping drinks and chatting. Some conversations were serious and others were playful or funny. Before they were too buzzed with happiness and drinks, they left and went to their respective homes and thought of each other.

The next day, Hermione smiled, she flipped her hair, and she laughed at silly, not-so-funny comments. People looked at her funny at work. She was overly happy and wasn't afraid to show it at all. Her boss let her off early because he was in a bad mood and didn't want to deal with a perky person. Hermione later scolded her self for being so obvious of her feelings for a brief moment.

Sirius, being the person that he was, was not as happy. He shuffled his feet from his kitchen door, to his table, sat down, conjured up some coffee, drank it and left the table for a scolding shower. He was lonely. He wanted to move closer with Hermione but it was hard because he had no idea where her feelings stood. It was a little uneasy for him at the time. Remus came over later on and they talked about the circumstances.

Remus knew it was hard for Sirius, and knew that he was usually stubborn with his feelings. Except he knew that this time he was a leaf in the breeze with this one. Remus knew that Sirius would never confess to Hermione that he had feelings for her, so Remus decided he was close enough to Hermione to get some answers from her.

He showed up at her house and left little Jacque with Sirius, out of pure love of his friend. Hermione was perky as Remus could see and thought that maybe he was right in thinking that she did like Sirius.

"Tea or coffee?" Hermione asked politely, getting two medium sized mugs, for either or.

"Hmmm, I'm feeling like coffee tonight." Remus laughed to himself. "Jacque is bound to be rowdy tonight after being watched by Sirius. He's such a bad influence to her."

Hermione conjured up two coffees and sat at her wood kitchen table. "Is he? I hadn't thought so."

Remus stirred his steaming cup, and looked at Hermione through his eyebrows, "You wouldn't now would you?"

"Excuse me?"

"What?"

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing. Why?" Remus continued looking to his mug.

She sat there trying to pry Remus's brain, but was unsuccessful, so she had to make a frontal exhibition, "What did you mean when you said, 'I wouldn't think so' or something to that effect?"

Remus was in a cage now. He thought making a comment was going to help, but maybe not. He looked up, made a nervous laugh, and coughed, "Well, you know, . . . err . . . Well, isn't it obvious?" Remus looked her in the eyes. Almost serious, but not too much.

She sat there with a quizzical look about her face and tilted her head as if to ask 'what was so obvious?'

"I come over to a dilly bouncing off the walls in pure ecstasy! It's obvious that you're happy in other words." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Maybe I'm coming about this too harsh, but your . . . lets just say, your certainly wearing your heart on your sleeve. Extremely low at that."

At that comment, Hermione sat back in her chair with a concerning look on her face. Almost pouting. She leant her head down; "I didn't want it to be true."

Remus was a little taken aback by the comment, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't want to do what I did. I . . . I didn't." She began to sob quietly and Remus pulled a chair up next to her and rubbed small circles on her back as a tear fell on her jeans, leaving a wet spot.

Remus cooed softly, "I'm not so sure what you di . . ."

"I didn't want to fall for him like I did." Remus didn't want to find out this way. "I don't like the way I feel sometimes . . . It almost hurts."

Remus went home later on that evening, after tucking her into bed. He wasn't feeling as he hoped, happy that she liked him, but upset because she did not want to. How could a girl not want to love?

"So, now what? They're both in the same situations." Remus sighed as he walked into his apartment. Sirius had fallen asleep on his couch, and Jacque was asleep in her bed.

Remus woke Sirius, seeing if he wanted to go home.

"Before I go, I want to know where you went." Sirius asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Remus just walked into the kitchen; "I went out to get some things done."

"Remus you're lying to me . . ."

Remus knew he was a bad liar, and Sirius was an excellent one. Sirius shuffled into the kitchen after Remus and leant against the doorway.

"So, who did you go see?" Sirius asked pryingly, as if it was some girl Remus was interested in, but he was very mistaken.

Remus drew a sullen face, "Hermione . . . for you."

Sirius did not phase, "And?"

"You're going to have to find out on your own, it's not my business to tell you how she feels. Weather its good or bad."

Sirius looked to the floor, "So, what do you suggest I do? I took her out last night and it's still the same, nothing has changed." He continued his shuffling towards the counter top, grabbed a mug, conjured hot coffee, and hopped up onto the counter top. He took the first sip as it left a searing hot trace down his esophagus. 'Umm. Good.'

Remus turned towards Sirius direction but didn't look at him, "Have you ever thought that a girl may not want to let her true feelings known for any reason?"

The cup in his hands started to burn, but held it just a little too long before he put it down. His vision was directed as his wise friend, who stood there, no eye contact.

"Did it ever cross you mind that she didn't want to let you know?"

"But, why?"

Remus heaved a sigh, "Because Hermione is who she is, and she is not usually one to wear her heart on her sleeve." Remus moved his head so Sirius could not see his smirk, 'certainly one to wear her heart on her sleeve at some occasions.'

Sirius shrugged at that comment, jumped from the counter top and let with a sad good bye to his friend.

He had decided from Remus's information that it was time for him to confess at least the faintest crush towards Hermione . . . at least. He was mad that she didn't show anything to him. That she just let it fly in the breeze like it didn't matter to her at all. 'Maybe she did that because it did mean more then that' He thought to him self as he lay down to sleep in his so large, lonely house.

Sleep eventually came, but left him early in the night. Shuffling down stairs, he sat on dead couch, and put his head in his hands, watching the ghosts of the shadows appear as the sun came over the horizon.

Hermione awoke the next morning to wondering how she had ended up in bed, in the clothes she was in the day before. She took a shower, dressed and made her way to work for the day. People frowned that she was back to being Hermione, and not the perky person from before.

As she worked her way through the many papers on her desk, there was a note with her name on it. 'Some one must have left this while I was at lunch.' She thought to herself. She opened it, and found it was form Sirius. Her heartbeat sped up slightly as she read the note. Her tongue was almost swallowed. She regretted ever telling Remus how she felt for Sirius. She should have known that Remus would have said something.

Sirius had asked her to come to his place that night for a small sit down meal around nine. She had thought that the late time was quite strange. Maybe he had another engagement? She didn't know. She worked without thinking about it. She walked home, took another shower, picked out some subtle, and yet dressed clothes. A simple black cascading to her shins skirt and white spaghetti strap tank top. Nothing special, but almost too plain to be anything but perfect. She wore only a white shimmer for her eyes, with thick coal-colored eyeliner. He hair was left down.

She apparated to his house and in to his front hallway. A little bit before he had asked. She peered down the hallway and saw Sirius whizzing past the doorway to the kitchen, not noticing her. Hermione started toward the kitchen and walked in, but he wasn't there anymore. She sat down at the wooden table that was still there. That table had held so many Order meetings. Nicks and scratches were still in it from her days as a younger Hermione.

Soon enough, Sirius reappeared, and jumped at the sight that was Hermione sitting at his kitchen table. He was just as dressed as she, black dress pants and a dark blue, tucked in sweater. He was lacking shoes at the moment though. Hermione laughed because he was embarrassed at being careless, but left it the way it was.

Sirius had prepared sinner for them, pork chops, home made mashed potatoes, and asparagus. Sirius was proud of his muggle dinner, and Hermione beamed at his efforts.

"So, what made you want to have me for dinner here, Mr. Black?" Hermione mused. She hadn't caught his strained expression at the thought of what he wanted to tell her. 'I'll just put it off till after dinner and a few bottles of champagne.'

"Well you know me, this is just thanking you for enduring me for that one precious month." He laughed. It was a precious month to him. The sweetest January ever. They ate, then moved to the common room to watch the roaring fire burn and drink champagne. It was late and Hermione had to go to work in the morning.

Hermione began to stand up, "Well, I must be going. I have to get a good amount of sleep for tomorrow." Sirius frowned.

He stood up with her and they walked into the front hall. As she turned to say goodbye, he had grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to him. He looked deep into those toffee, that had fear and uncertainty written all over them. HE closed his eyes for what was only a mere second or two, but felt an eternity.

He swallowed, "There was a reason for you to come here tonight, and that was for this . . ."

He closed his eyes once more and lowered his lips upon hers. Soft and sure they were to him, for that only too brief moment that was their first kiss.

Sirius recovered from it first, "I've wanted to tell you for a long time now that I like you, a lot, maybe even more, I don't know. All I know is that I want to be with you. I'm drawn to you."

Hermione continued to look up at him, but her facial expression changed to that of certainty, and she stepped up to once more kiss him on the lips. Except this time, what she felt did not hurt.

They parted but dare not let go. Hermione put her head on his chest and thought of it. Her and Sirius, maybe. Sirius wrapped his arms around her back and held to her, not wanted to let go. He did eventually, and she went home. He promised that he would never let her hurt.

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A/n: IF YOU DON'T REVIEW, I WON'T UPDATE!!!!

So? What do you think? If you noticed I've made some major changes, I've kind of changed a lot in the pass few days. I've gotten more organized, keeping up with things and schedules. I feel like a new girl! Yay! Anyhow, I'm sorry again for the longest delay of your lives, but it's been hectic. Thank you BIG to my peppy happy reviewers!

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