Second Chance at Love chapter 12, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter.

I detest this chappie but anyhow, enjoy!!

Sirius' POV

Sirius slumped down at his usual spot in the back of the Potions' dungeons.

"How are you doing mate?" James said, moving forward to sit with his friend. "I heard about Hermione."

"Don't tell me anything about her," Sirius snarled.

"Give her a chance to explain," said Lily, revolving around in her seat. "She was hardly talking to anyone last night or this morning."

"Good," Sirius sneered.

Henderson walked up to the front of the class, his black robes billowing behind him.

"Well, well, well," Snape's sinister voice said, as he appeared near Sirius desk, "See that you're missing your partner, Black. Hope you haven't lost her." He began to walk away when he turned around. "Unless," he said in an excruciatingly hushed tone, "She's taking my warning seriously. Alas, things seem very ill for you."

"Fuck off," Sirius said, under his breath.

The chair next to him was pulled out from the table. 'Shit she's here.'

He looked sideways, only to find Ginny sitting near him while Ron pulled a chair towards the table.

"Can't believe this. We're on holidays and I still have to attend classes. Potions," Ron said sickeningly.

"Where's Hermione?" Remus asked Ron in a whisper.

"She wasn't feeling too well," Ginny said, careful with her words.

"Really? Or is she with Harry?" Sirius said dangerously.

"She's not," Ron said, busy checking out the girls in the class.

Sirius said, angrily, "Then explain to me why Harry's not here."

"He's… um… playing Quidditch," Ginny said nervously, trying to ease the bad side to Hermione in Sirius' eyes.

"Hmm-mm," Sirius said, gritting his teeth, "Without a broom."

Ginny was nearly shaking at how infuriated Sirius appeared.

"I don't know where he is," Ginny said weakly. She watched as Sirius gave her a look that said 'Exactly.' "Give her another chance, will you? There's more to the story then you know."

"Please, amuse me with the rest," Sirius hissed to her.

"It's all very complicated," Ginny said, not wanting to tell him all the little details about his death and relations to them.

"That's precisely what she said," Sirius said, "What a farce."

"MR. BLACK!" Henderson screamed in his ear, "I can hear you more than my own voice. As much as your romance with Ms. Madison is so entertaining, I would prefer if you gave a last pathetic attempt at your grades."

"My grades are perfectly fine," Sirius said back coolly.

"Not for long," Henderson said, narrowing his eyes.

Hermione's POV

Hermione hurried down the hall towards the Potions dungeon. She had never been late for class and this most definitely was not going to be her first time. An arm came from absolutely no where and grabbed her when she was halfway down the hall. A hand was roughly placed over her mouth. She instinctively kicked her attacker in the groin, hoping that it was man. The loud cursing assured her that she was right. Expecting to find Lucius, she was surprised to find Harry.

"Oh no!" Hermione placed her hand on his back, "Harry I'm sooooo sorry. I thought you were Lucius."

Harry glanced up at her with a pained expression, "That's good. Trust me it will work perfectly on him if he tries anything."

"He has and I have," she said, thoughtfully.

"WHAT?" Harry said heatedly, upset at the thought of Lucius hurting Hermione.

"Sirius took care of him," Hermione said, assuring him that she wasn't alone in the fight against the Malfoys.

His wail became louder at the sound of his godfather's name.

"What the hell were you trying to do?" she asked him, giving him an ice pack which she had created. He placed it over the injured area and attempted to stand up.

"Stop you from going to class," Harry responded. "We need to talk."

"I agree, but I really should go to class-," Hermione said unconsciously, not realizing how stupid it sounded.

"Hermione," Harry said looking at her gravely, "You're not staying here longer, who cares? Besides, we need to talk."

"Well we can't do it openly in case anyone hears," Hermione said, reflecting on any rooms they could use.

Hermione and Harry's faces brightened as they remembered the room of requirement. Hermione rushed towards the room while Harry trudged behind while holding the ice pack to his groin.

A door appeared and both of them entered the new room. Hermione had not expected anything fancy to appear. Instead, a huge bedroom with a queen size bed and vases of roses decorated the room. Lighting was produced from a cluster of white candles spread across the room.

Hermione observed Harry with a look that plainly said 'What the hell were you thinking.'

Harry looked guiltily at the floor and picked up a card from the bed.

"Care of Hogwarts, School of Magic," Harry sniggered reading the card and showing Hermione the Belgium chocolates which had been provided on the bed.

They fell on the bed and for the next few minutes, did not say a word to each other.

"Hermione," Harry said painfully, "Even though I would have preferred to have not seen that yesterday…."

"I really care about him, Harry," Hermione whispered, causing him to look at her with a grim face.

"We've all missed him, 'Mione. Perhaps that's what caused whatever happened yesterday. But do you really care for him as more than a friend? Or is it because you miss him dearly?" Harry asked. Hermione looked at him, ready to answer when he pressed his fingers against her lips. "Don't tell me." He gazed down at the bed sheets miserably.

"You can't stay here forever, 'Mione," Harry said, looking at her seriously. He moved the hair away from her eyes. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"Hurt?" she said wrathfully, springing to her feet, "HURT?" She glared at him in pain. "Do you know how much I went through after you kissed me?" Harry felt another rush of guilt. "Do you know how much it hurt when you told me it was a mistake?"

"Hermione," Harry said, trying to make her calm down because he didn't want people to hear them. He shook his head, knowing they were alone together and all the students were in class. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had hurt her.

"Was it a mistake, Harry?" she asked him, with all the might she could muster.

"I was dating Cho," he said in a small voice.

"Really. So then it's alright to kiss me to see if it feels right, isn't it?" Hermione said in outrage. "Don't have feelings, do I?"

"'Mione, that's not true," Harry said, putting his head between his hands.

"Oh please," Hermione said, "Don't tell me it isn't-."

Her sentence was stopped midway by Harry's lips. She could not mistake the passion in his kiss. A kiss was his best way to demonstrate his lust for her. His hands moved fervently across her body.

"'Mione," he breathed when their lips separated, "I love you."

"You can't say that! You can't just feel that way about someone, you know," she said, turning her back on him. She wanted to shove him away and tell him to shut up.

"I can," he whispered from behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "I love the way your lip quivers when you're nervous. I love the way you smell in the morning when you sit next to me in order to ignore Ron. Or the way you place this strand of hair behind your ears when the teacher says there are ten more minutes till the test ends even though you've filled two more pages than was expected. I love how you're so thoughtful- even when it comes to bugging me about homework. I love how your eyes light up when you answer questions in class. For Merlin's sake, I love when you're angry at Ron and me. I hate when you're not around. Cho was right when she said that I should be with you. I hate it when you're upset. I hate it when Snape yells at you, only makes me hate that bastard even more." He paused and turned her around, to see her paled face, "Most of all." He looked at her, placing his hand against his cheek, "I can't be separated from you."

"Harry-," she said, never knowing he felt this way.

"I'm sorry if I ever hurt you," Harry murmured.

"You do realize you're sounding quite corny," Hermione said, laughing nervously into his shirt.

Harry returned the laugh. "All I'm asking for is a second chance."

Hermione gazed up at him in wonder. His lips brushed against hers, knowing exactly what was on her mind.

"You need to come back. Not only for my sake," he said gently. "It's too dangerous to stay here in this time. There can be too many consequences."

"I thought that out of all people you would understand me the most," said Hermione, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I do," Harry responded, "I can't stay here with my parents. As much as I would like to warn them about Peter…"

"I know," Hermione said, trying to fight back the anguish. She didn't want to leave, but she knew that the time had come.

"We're all leaving at midnight, tonight," Harry said softly, placing a hand on Hermione's head for support.

Silence filled the room as both of them refused to say more on the matter in case they would hurt each other in the process.

Sirius' POV

Sirius lashed out of the room as soon as class ended. He certainly didn't want any pity from his friends. He had never needed it when it came to girls. Several people had told him to give her another chance… that he was jealous. Except he could never forgive her. What's the use of forgiving and forgetting? The point was that they could not be together. Time separated them and no one could defy time.

He stalked down the hall and was nearly hit in the face by an opening door. 'I don't remember there being a door here.' He looked oddly at the door as the room's occupants came out. A tall man's arm was slung over a girl's shoulders. His feet froze to the ground.

The couple turned around and looked him in the eye. The room they had recently left was a completely furnished bedroom.

"Sirius," said Hermione, moving away from Harry and taking a step forward to him. "It's not how it looks."

Before she could finish her sentence, Sirius had dashed across to Harry. He seized Harry by the collar and forced him violently against the wall.

"Sirius, calm down," Harry said, not wanting to hurt his future godfather.

"Calm down!" Sirius repeated frustratingly as students began to block the hallway to see what was happening.

"Padfoot, back off," Remus said, running past the crowds.

"Sirius, stop it! Don't be so foolish!" Hermione said, trying to place herself between Harry and Sirius. He gently pushed her away to James, who told her to stand back.

"What do you want from her," Sirius asked, shoving Harry against the wall.

"I want her back," Harry said, digging his fingers into his hand in order to prevent him from hitting Sirius.

"She never even thought about you once while she was here," Sirius said crossly, wanting to aggravate Harry.

"Really," Harry said, quite pissed off, "At least I'm the one who stands a chance with her."

Sirius exploded, throwing his fist into Harry's eye. Harry threw Sirius against the opposite wall after a group of students fled for their safety.

"You know it's impossible," Harry continued, wanting to make it clear to Sirius that he was going to fight for her till the end. "You're doing more harm to Hermione by keeping her here and you know it."

"Harry, shut up!" Hermione said, incensed with their behavior.

Sirius punched Harry, wanting to destroy him so badly. He knew that he had lost to Harry. Little did he know, Harry was thinking that Sirius had won Hermione. It was Harry's last attempt to dissuade Sirius from stealing Hermione away from him.

Remus and James dragged Sirius off Harry while some other guys tried to hold back a raging Harry.

"You know I'm right," Harry hissed at Sirius, knowing that he had found his godfather's weakness. "Face it! She's leaving."

"Mr. Black and Mr. Potter," Henderson yelled, approaching the two boys after his fight to get through the crowds. "Mr. Black, detention with Mr. Filch for beginning this outrageous scene. Since Mr. Potter, here, is leaving… I'm sure you won't have any problems doing his share of the punishment. Fifty points from Gryffindor. Everyone please return to your classes." Hermione was left standing with the rest of the Marauders, contemplating the mess she had created.

"As for you Ms. Madison," Henderson said, turning to the young girl, "Please be off. You already caused too many of these fights with your love affairs…don't worsen it by opening your mouth."

Hermione glared at him even though she knew he was right. Grasping her bag, she left without glimpsing at Ron and Ginny as she ran down the hallway.

Hermione's POV

Later in the evening, she forced herself to drag herself to her doom. She had skipped dinner in hopes of not getting any looks from the girls. There goes the girl who hurt Sirius Black's feelings, they would say. Soon she would be a legend in the school.

She had skipped all her classes that day. What the hell, it didn't count. She had locked herself up in the Gryffindor girls' dormitories. When the whispering around her got to her head, she fled outside. Hermione was emotionless and the cold winter air only made her skin numb. Personally, she was bordering insanity. Or perhaps, what she was feeling was common for people in love. Who cared? She walked down the stairs aimlessly, feeling the protruding glares of the paintings.

Maybe they could hear the loud thumping of her heart as she approached the gloomy black door at the end of the hallway which was labeled 'Filch.' No, it was probably the slow torturing pain she was feeling as everything in her body shattered.

She was only five meters away from the door now. Mrs. Norris was sleeping in front of the door. Stupid cat. Four. The halls seemed to darken with ever step she took. Three. She could no longer breathe. Two. Filch's dominating voice could be heard ordering a student to work harder. One. Her body was numb; she could hardly move her limbs anymore. Brought to a standstill, she felt that her body might collapse. They would have to send her to the Hospital Wing. Actually it wouldn't be a bad thing if they did. She would have to stay here, wouldn't she? Her mind was thinking very slowly, as if frozen from her earlier walk to the lake.

She could turn back. Her eyes remained focused on the door and the letters that spelled out Filch's name. The voices inside the room became louder as Filch approached the door.

Can't turn back.

The door opened and she took one step forward.

Filch's irritating and creepy face popped out of the door, "What do you want."

"Can I speak to Sirius," she said, in barely a whisper.

"Give me one good reason why," he said in his cranky voice.

"Please, I only need five minutes," she pleaded. For some reason, Filch gave in to her. 'I probably look like the next patient for St. Mungo's Hospital.'

"Not one minute more," Filch said, nudging Mrs. Norris from her spot, "I'll be damned if I save him from one second of his detention time." He left, to patrol the halls with his furry sidekick.

She took a deep breath, but it was useless. Walking into the room, she spotted Sirius instantly. His nose wrinkled at the sight of the bed pans he was cleaning. Gazing up at her, he quickly continued to clean them as if angered by the sight of her.

"What happened today was not needed," Hermione said slowly.

Sirius threw the pan to the floor, "Hermione, save me the trouble. You like him and that's all I need to know."

"Won't you let me explain," Hermione said, watching as Sirius continued with his work to ignore her.

"I'm leaving," her voice said, trembling.

Her words didn't have an impact on him.

"Tonight," she said, tears filling her eyes. She threw her head back, not wanting to cry. All she wanted to do was to be strong. He didn't say anything. All she could hear is the bristles of his brush rubbing against the pans fiercely. How she wanted to throw her arms around him.

"I'm not coming back," she said, more to herself. "Say something."

She waited for answer desperately, observing him for any particular movement that would allude to his feelings. How badly she wanted to hear his deep melodious voice. His face looked up at her, void of any feeling.

He stared back at the pan and the sound of the brush returned again, to Hermione's despair.

"Well, hope you two are done chit chatting," Filch said, coming into the room with Mrs. Norris.

Hermione looked at Sirius one last time and ran out the door.

When she reached the common room, she knew that if she didn't put her things together at that moment she would self destruct. She didn't want to think about leaving Sirius. Her body was shaking immensely. After packing her items in the trunk, she said her final farewell to all her new friends at Hogwarts.

"Need some help with that?" James asked her, sneaking out from the bottom of a nearby bed, when all the girls had left.

She nearly jumped, "Don't scare me like that." She hit him on the back, "Thought you were Peter."

"Why?" James asked, dusting off the dirt from his robes.

"He's developing a habit with visiting the girls' dormitories. Pretty freaky," Hermione said, shuddering.

"I'll talk to him about that," he said, making a mental note to himself to kill Peter and then get some of the info and scenes Peter had not been letting them in on.

"Shouldn't be sneaking into here yourself," Hermione commented, shaking her head at him for being so disobedient.

"You shouldn't be leaving here without saying bye," James responded, helping her to close the trunk by sitting on it.

"Some people would prefer me dead than for me to say bye," Hermione said, hoping James would not see her cry.

His arm wrapped around her, "That's not true. Sirius has been my friend for years now. Trust me; he's going to miss you."

"That's not the idea that I got," she said, sighing. She looked at James and smiled. "Treat Lily properly or I'll come back to haunt you."

"I will," James said, grinning, "Maybe you'll meet our future children. Wouldn't that be cool?"

Hermione reddened, knowing that she was best friends with James' son, "That would be disastrous." She winked at him while he helped to carry her trunk downstairs.

Remus, Peter and Lily were all waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

Lily's eyes were puffed up and she couldn't stop herself from crying. She embraced Hermione the moment she reached the last stair.

"Hermione," Lily said, nearly suffocating her with the hug, "I'm going to miss you so much."

"AWWWWWW," Remus said, "Group hug." He jumped onto the two girls and hugged them both.

"Please make it fast," James said, shifting Hermione's trunk uneasily in his hands. When he finally put the trunk down he grabbed Hermione and hugged her, "Thanks for setting me up with Lily."

"Welcome," she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Remus," she said, hugging him again, "Don't let anything put you down-." He nodded at her advice.

Meanwhile, James was saying bye to Harry, Ginny and Ron.

He paused at Harry, "You know mate, you really must be some relation to me."

"Oh stop it James," Lily said, kissing him. "It was nice meeting you, Harry."

"Same here," Harry said, hugging his future mom.

"No, look at him," James said, trying to make a point, "He's even got my looks. Yes, Harry… you can thank me for being so handsome."

"I assure you," Ginny said, trying to put an end to the subject, "He's no relation of yours. It's only a coincidence that you look the same."

Hermione quickly embraced Peter, not knowing what to say to him. "Too bad we didn't get to talk much," she said, not regretting it at all, "You have a great group of friends. Stay true to them."

After another round of hugs, Hermione said bye to each of them.

She took a note from her pocket, "Give it to Sirius, will you." Remus nodded and accepted the note. After one more last look behind her, she left.

James comforted Lily with the loss of her friend.

"Well, what are we waiting for," James said, "Let's give Sirius a piece of our mind." The other Marauders simply nodded and headed towards Filch's office.

Hermione walked down the hall, not saying a word to Ginny, Harry and Ron. She was turning around the corridor when she bumped into someone. Looking up expectantly, she noticed that it was only Snape.

"Hi Severus," she said, acknowledging him.

"Heard that you're leaving," he said, leaning against the wall.

She nodded, "It was nice knowing you."

"Same here," he said smoothly, handing her a piece of paper, "Feel free to visit me during the vacation. I have my own place, which I'm sure you'll like." Hermione glanced up at him, smiling. Perhaps, the oddest part of this whole trip was seeing Snape act like a human. Lord knows what he'd think of her when she returned.

"I'll see," she said, hugging him. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and headed towards Dumbledore's office.

Sirius' POV

At eleven forty five, Sirius entered the boys' dormitories. He was extremely tired after doing Filch's dirty work. Never mind the huge argument he had with his friends earlier. They tried to convince him that he should meet up with Hermione again. He knew this had never been one of his motives. He didn't want to do it. James and Remus said they were disappointed in him for being such a daft headed bloke. It all didn't matter now.

She would be leaving in fifteen minutes.

Tomorrow would be a new day and he wouldn't have to think about her ever again. Sure it would be hard. He would get through it.

He nearly plopped down on his bed when he felt something long and hard under his back. 'What the-.'

Sitting up, he pulled out a huge package from his bed and studied it. There was a small note attached to it, which he opened immediately.

Hey,

Since I won't need any of that money from the library job…think of this as an early present for Christmas (in return for paying for my dress). I'm sure you'll like it. Don't kill yourself on it.

Love,

Hermione

Sirius ripped open the package and found the Quidditch broom that he had shown Hermione in the store. 'There you go, start thinking about her again.'

He remembered the note that Remus had given him earlier from Hermione. Removing the note that he had planned to burn, he began to read it.

Hey Sirius,

If you're reading this, as I hope, please keep an open mind. I realize that things didn't go exactly as planned. When I came here, I still loved Harry and would have loved to be back with him. Meeting you made me realize how wrong I was about everything. As much as I know that it's impossible and that I shouldn't (there are some reasons for which I can't explain), I have feelings for you. You can continue hating me for whatever reason… Today when you saw me coming out from that room with Harry, I had just told him how I felt about you. I knew that I had to return and he was comforting me. Please don't hate him, you really would like him if you got to know him. Trust me. Until we meet again,

I love you,

Hermione

Sirius stared at the letter, perplexed. His eyes kept reverting to the three words at the end of the paper. Closing his eyes, he cursed himself. He had made the biggest mistake of his life, letting her go like that. Checking his watch, he realized that there were only five more minutes more until midnight.

Not even taking time to set the paper down, he took his new broom and flew towards Dumbledore's office.

Hermione's POV

"I trust you understand what must be done," Dumbledore said, passing Ginny, Ron, Harry and Hermione a vial of powder.

"Recite the words and throw the powder over our heads," Ginny said, repeating Dumbledore's instructions.

"Precisely," the headmaster said. "Take your positions."

Hermione could only hear what he was saying faintly. They all stood together, forming a square. Harry gave her comforting smile. Her head bowed, reflecting over the past few weeks.

"Please begin reciting," Dumbledore said, signaling them.

She lifted a paper and began reading the words, which were completely irrelevant to the thoughts she was having now. Harry, Ginny and Ron were busy reading. Taking a glimpse at the headmaster's clock she saw the time flying by.

Her three friends prepared to pour the sand over their heads, as did she.

Her hand bent gently, tipping the sand to the mouth of the vial. She watched as Harry, Ginny and Ron both spilt the powder over their heads.

Soon, it would be all over.

NOTE: ONCE AGAIN, thanks to everyone who has been reading and reviewing. I need to let you know, this is not the end… it WILL be cont'd. Sooner or later. Hahahha muahhhhhhhh. Must practice my French oral. CIAO!

Captain Oblivious: You don't seem to like Harry a lot… heheheh. Good luck for university… have you sent your applications?

Mystripedskirt: Thanks, don't delay your college applications. It's so scary sometimes you just want to burn those stupid papers. You better continue writing the OW/HR story! Yes, I love Ginny but for some reason I will never be able to do a Ginny pairing. I totally support your idea… Draco, Sirius and Oliver. The three gods who started it all. drool

Nataku19: Merci beaucoup. Je devrais lire les histories en francais… J'adore Sirius Black. Est-ce que vous avez lu le cinquième livre (parce que je sais que la version française était publiée en décembre…) ?

Kili-2 : tsk tsk tsk, you shouldn't steal ppl's money !heheheh Thanks, anyhow.

Siriusgyal: Yes drama is good… keeps the heart beating

Arwena Bloom: Oh my, everyone wants to screw Harry these days! But Sirius does deserve Herm.

Vallierie: Wow, you want Hermione and Sirius for yourself… that leaves me with his clothing heheheh. I could always be happy with Draco…

Siriusforeva: Yup I feel sorry for Mione too… wish I could have 2 guys fighting after me hehehe.

Artisia: you're talking about age difference? SZZA your bubble has burst

Elsa: Yes I will be your hero (you won't die… it's just a bunch of words )

Summery-ice: thanks (for wishing me luck on univ. applic.). I'm a drama queen, what do you expect.

Leila Rose: It's about time that Hermione is a bad girl… ppl take her presence for granted. She needs to show others what she is. Ginny shouldn't be portrayed as a little afraid girl, in my opinion.

Shadowsong11: do not worry about Harry/hr and Sr/herm… trust me you'll be pleased in the end, or so I hope. Yeah I love Herm/dr fics too(my fav pairing)!

Natyslacks: Thanks and happy early b-day to you too! (16 is a great age). Yes I learned about the british school system(it's similar to my school system)… good luck on your GCSE'S and I hope you get into the college of your first choice!

Tanya: You found Ginny annoying? Hmmm… I agree with you for Harry and Dumbledore but I still feel sorry for Harry.

Padfoot4eva123: SIRIUS WAS always hot. I would die to touch him. he doesn't exist. I'll just keep repeating that until I convince myself.

Whitetiger777: Very cute… I never thought about chasing Sirius around with dog biscuits! Ha. I think I updated in four days. Don't kill me hehehe

Maeri: I know what u mean about Hermione=no seduction. But, I really don't want her to be some weakling female who succumbs to a guy without a little fun coming from her…hmmm

Nissy Padfoot: I will, hopefully.

Angel or Nightcrawler: Harry does need get his interfering arse back home. Ha, nicely put.

MaisjetadoreSiriusNoir: Why do you hate Hermione… she'll give in some way or the other. Hopefully. Let's continue drooling. Deep Sirius voice. Nice Sirius chest. Sirius. Sirius. drool.