Disclaimer: What do you think? If I'm posting this on the internet, do you think I have the rights to this… nahhhhhhhhhhhhh don't have the rights to anything.
This is a song fic… with Brandy's song, 'Have You Ever.' I hope you love it as much as I do. Sorry if some of you thought that the last fic was the last! OF COURSE NOT. Thanks once again, to my beta reader, Mistic-Angel and Tristan!
Enjoy
The next morning, Harry woke up to find Hermione still asleep beside him. Lately, she had not gotten a lot of sleep and last night wasn't an exception. He kissed her forehead and stepped out of the room quietly to make himself a cup of coffee.
Opening up the Daily Prophet, he began running his eyes through the latest news. Sirius Black's return had made the first page. He snarled at the page, which offered the opinions of several wizards.
"Good morning," Sirius said, walking into kitchen. "Anything new in the paper?"
"Morning," Harry said, cheerfully, "No, some people aren't thinking very highly about your return."
"I'm sure Lucius Malfoy would have a word or two to say-," Sirius said, pulling up a chair near Harry.
"The bastard has been keeping a low profile ever since the Ministry said that 'he was being 'forced' to do Voldemort's dirty work," Harry sniggered.
Sirius shook his head in astonishment, "They even caught him in the act and they still fall for the same pathetic excuse."
"Some things never change," Harry said, "Tea?"
Sirius nodded, while Harry placed the two cups of the table and poured the coffee.
"Hermione's taking advantage of sleeping in, isn't she? Especially after leaving her job," Sirius said laughing.
Harry sat down, wondering if he should tell Sirius. "She hasn't been doing too well," Harry said quietly.
"What do you mean?" Sirius said, anxiously, lowering his cup.
"Last night, she seemed very down," Harry said, "Had trouble sleeping."
Sirius immediately felt guilt at these words. "When did it start?"
Harry thought to himself, and said, "Right about the time she came back from your room."
Various thoughts began racing through Sirius' mind. 'She still likes you… or else why would she be so upset after you gave back the necklace. Then again… she didn't seem to care when you gave it back…'
"Are you saying that I have-," Sirius said, feeling extremely guilty to be having this conversation with Harry. Perhaps she had already told Harry about the necklace.
"Something to do with it?" Harry said, looking at Sirius questionably. Sirius felt that he was sinking in his seat with every second that Harry spoke. By the way Harry was looking at Sirius, it felt more like an interrogation than anything else. "No," Harry said finally, breaking the suspense, "It's been like this for over a year now."
"How is that?" Sirius said, taking a deep breath after realizing that it wasn't his fault. He reassured himself that returning the necklace was the proper thing to do. He wanted to move on. Hermione had obviously done so. Besides, it was something in the past that he wished had never happened. Kissing his godchild's best friend! What was he thinking… getting himself involved with a girl who would be eighteen years younger than him in the future?
"She lost her parents during the war a year ago," Harry said silently, sipping his tea. "She found them in her house…"
Sirius looked up, shocked, "Were they…"
"In a bad condition," Harry said, slowly nodding. "Hardly identifiable. She has only started to recover from seeing them. Still suffers from nightmares."
"Have you gone for help?" Sirius asked, worriedly.
"Yes, they've given some medication that can help her. She has gotten better," Harry said, reassuring Sirius, "It's just that today is the one year anniversary."
Sirius nearly knocked his head on the table. 'You stupid wanker! Why did you have to give it back to her yesterday?' He couldn't imagine all the pain he had piled on her for nothing. 'What pain, it was all a mistake. She should have been more responsible about her feelings since she knew me. She should know that it's impossible!' He grasped his head in his hands, desperately trying to sort through his feelings. 'Right,' he thought sarcastically, 'Weren't you the one who was convincing her that it was alright.'
"She is fine," Harry, said, more to himself, "Hermione is very strong."
Sirius nodded in agreement, while cursing himself for being so cruel. Both of them sat in silence until Harry decided that he should check on Hermione.
Hermione's POV
Hermione opened her eyes, to find Harry sweeping his hands through her hair.
"Morning," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
"How are you feeling," Harry asked, worriedly.
"Better," she lied, closing her eyes. She felt rotten.
"'Mione," Harry said, as if knowing straight away that she was lying.
"What?" she said accusingly to him. "Shouldn't you be heading to practice?"
"I can skip practice," Harry said, shrugging.
"The team needs you," she responded seriously. Harry should not stay with her because she felt bad. He protested, saying that he would stay with her.
"Harry, I'll be fine," Hermione said, yawning, "Dress up." She pushed him off the bed, ignoring his protests.
"I'm not a child, I can handle myself," she said annoyingly, tugging on Harry's shirt and removing it. She pulled a crisp white shirt from the closet and threw it on Harry.
"Fine, I will go," Harry grumbled, "Let me know that you're fine."
She looked at him guiltily. He was probably worried about her because it was her parents' anniversary. Sure, she was mourning her parents' death but other things were on her mind. She didn't want to cry. She had done too much crying for the past year. Why was she crying? Sirius has his choice in the matter… besides what did she expect from him? She was married. Desperately, she kept reminding herself that everything was all right. Life was all right, the way it was.
"I'll come back earlier," Harry said, kissing Hermione. Holding her chin, he looked at her gravely, "Promise you'll call if you need anything."
"Yes, I will," Hermione, said, smiling.
He grinned, "I love you." He apparated and left her standing alone in the room.
She took a deep breath and walked to the kitchen, which was completely empty except for two mugs on the kitchen table. Preparing herself some coffee, she stared outside.
Her parents wouldn't be able to attend the wedding. The thick stench of burnt flesh drifted in the kitchen. Her father wouldn't be walking her down the aisle.
Images flashed in her mind of two horridly burned corpses. Their arms were jetting out as if crying for help.
The coffee machine gave a loud click, provoking her to pour her coffee into her large blue mug, which her parents had given before she left for Hogwarts in her final year. They said that she would need it to stay awake with all that studying.
Taking the mug, she walked outside onto the balcony, observing the waves hitting against the shore. Leaning against the wall, her tears slid down her cheek. She lifted her hand to her mouth to avoid herself from being heard.
Have you ever loved somebody so much
It makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can't sleep at night
A hand brushed against her neck as the mug slipped from her fingers and shattered against the floor. She turned around and found Sirius observing her. Quickly, she fell to her feet and began recovering the pieces.
"Good morning Sirius," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. Her fingers swept around her eyes, attempting to capture all the tears. 'Why did he have to see me in this state?'
"Hermione," he said gravely, when she stood up.
"Hope you slept well," she continued.
"'Mione," he said deeply, placing a hand on her arm. The pieces from her hand fell to the floor.
"He told you," Hermione said, noticing the familiarity in Sirius' attitude. Everyone had looked at her sympathetically as if she was a china doll, which would break the instant you touched it. She glanced up at him miserably. He lowered his eyes and looked up at her as if in acknowledgement. He shoulders sagged at the thought of having another person to sympathize her. Observing the beach in defeat, she repeatedly told herself, 'I will not cry.'
Her tears spoke their defiance as they rolled down cheeks. She was about to stalk off to her room but instead she found herself crying into Sirius' shirt as his arms wrapped around her. Her legs slowly began to weaken as she crumbled to the floor. Yet she could still feel Sirius' arms holding her tightly and kissing her forehead softly as the both fell to the floor.
His hands wrapped around her legs, pulling her body closer to him. Bringing her knees to her chest, she buried her head in his shirt. Rubbing her back gently, he laid his cheek against her head.
For once, everything seemed perfect. No one was treating her as a child and telling her everything was going to be alright. He didn't say any words, only letting his actions do the talking. His fingers swept through her hair as she closed her eyes, feeling the soft ocean breeze drying her tears. So many years later and he still smelled good. Lifting her head, she placed her lips against his neck while inhaling deeply. After ten minutes, she felt that she should break the silence.
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don't come out right
Have you ever, have you ever
"You asked me about the house, yesterday," Hermione said, not opening her eyes.
His cheek touched her forehead. "My parents left it to me."
"It's a great place," he whispered, laying his head on hers and closing his eyes.
Have you ever been in love
Been in love so bad
You'd do anything to make them understand
She nodded, her hand wrapped around his neck as she grabbed onto his shirt hopelessly. His fingers sunk deeper into her back while they both sat outside, watching the people on the beach.
Sirius POV:
Sirius opened his eyes, to find Hermione sleeping peacefully in his arms with her head cuddled next to his neck. Her soft breaths tickled his neck as her hands wrapped more tightly around his body.
'Shit,' Sirius cursed to himself, 'This is not happening.'
He looked down at her soft brown curls. Trying to look away, he resisted the urge to run his hands through her hair. 'What the hell is wrong with me? I've spent so many years thinking about how it was all a mistake. This can't change.' Ever since that day he had met Hermione in her third year, he found it hard to believe that he loved the same Hermione Madison in his final year at Hogwarts. How could it be, this bushy haired girl… he told himself several times after meeting her. When he finally realized that it had to be her… the same intelligent girl with the defiant face when it came to challenges…'Enough,' Sirius said angrily to himself, 'She is Harry's fiancé for crying out loud.' He paused to look down and quickly gazed back up, 'Correction, very hot fiancé.' He banged his head, hoping not to wake up Hermione.
He still loved her.
How was that possible?
Have you ever had someone steal your heart away?
'What are you asking me for,' Sirius said, condemning his conscience.
She doesn't feel the same way.
You'd give anything to make them feel the same
'Damn right,' he thought, 'she's marrying Harry…. Then again she's in your arms…'
Behave yourself, Padfoot.
'I am behaving myself,' Sirius groaned, 'I'll talk to her.'
Wrong move again.
'What?' he said, 'Too complicated.'
That's what you get for getting yourself involved with a younger girl.
'Hot girl. Age doesn't matter,' Sirius said, reassuring himself.
Sure, that's what you think. You're old enough to be her father.
Sirius growled, 'I'm just going to talk to her. Besides I'm only 35.'
Right, she's going to dump Harry before their marriage after dating for so long… for you?
Have you ever searched for the words to get you in
their heart
But you don't know what to say
And you don't know where to start
Sirius studied the sky as if looking for an answer to all his troubles.
Slowly standing up, he lifted her into his arms and carried her inside the house. Laying her on the couch, he covered her with a blanket, which was lying nearby. Gazing down at her painfully, all he could do without interfering his plan was to move one strand of hair away from her face.
Hermione's POV
Have you ever found the one
You've dreamed of all of your life
You'd do anything to look into their eyes
Hermione opened her eyes, feeling someone playing with her hair. Her position had changed because she was definitely not near Sirius.
Instead of finding Sirius near her, she found Harry grinning at her.
"Harry," she said, surprised to see him.
"You don't sound too excited to see me," Harry said, looking at Hermione oddly.
"Of course not!" she jumped on top of him and kissed him, making both of them fall to the floor.
"How was the game," Hermione asked Harry, smiling.
"Good," Harry said, "As usual."
"Ahuh," Hermione said, "That's all."
"Yes," Harry said, looking at her quizzically.
"Sorry I couldn't call you… I overslept," Hermione said, finding Harry's behavior strange.
Harry waved his hand to say it didn't make a difference, "As long as you're feeling better."
"Yes," she said, "Where's Sirius?"
"He has already left," Harry said, shrugging. "He left a note saying that he was leaving with Remus and thanks for everything."
"Why didn't he wake me up?" Hermione said, weakly. 'Wonderful, he was probably scared off by your emotional burst.'
Harry helped her off the floor, "Guess he didn't want to wake you up."
"Oh," Hermione said, not wanting Harry to think that she cared about him leaving so quickly.
Have you finally found the one you've given your heart
to
Only to find that one won't give their heart to you
Harry pulled her into a deep embrace, locking his arms around her. She buried her head into his chest. Closing her eyes, her grip tightened on Harry's arms.
Have you ever closed your eyes and
Dreamed that they were there
And all you can do is wait for the day when they will
care
She was beginning to have doubts. It was scaring her to death. Harry had always been there. How could one little factor change everything?
It couldn't change everything. Everything felt as if she was back in her final year. Even if she left Harry now… who could she go to? Sirius obviously didn't feel the same way for her if he left so suddenly.
What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby
What do I gotta say to get to your heart
To make you understand how I need you next to me
Gotta get you in my world
'Cuz baby I can't sleep
Hope you enjoyed it… it made me feel like crying at times. Huh. Back to writing my sci fi essay. Huh boring.
Midnight3
Poetrychik: you have some very interesting pairings in mind… I have tried all of them (especially an excellent fic involving Hermione and Severus) but I have yet to find a very good Remus/Hermione fic.
FireSorceress1: It is not the end, till I say it's the end. MUAHHH MAUHHH. There always has to be a little happiness in the end… for someone.
LinNicole: Wow, you just taught be the proper terminology for puppy love and pumpkin pie. I was totally clueless about it. Now I can be all chic and say that I wrote a 'puppy love.'
BoyGeorge: It is not over… trust me
Captain Oblivious: Hmmm if I were you… I would hit Harry with the waffle iron and rip off Sirius' pants and shirt… then run off. With him. Of course.
Vallierie: You're not the first to bring up the idea about the objection part of the wedding. Poor Sirius… imagine the embarrassment of doing that… unless Hermione did it herself.mmhmhm
Shadowsong11: See I didn't make you wait that long. Yes it was a sad story…this chappie was the saddest for me.
s.s.harry: whoah nice plan with the polyjuice potion. Ahuh… poor nerds. Sometimes nerds can be good…good looking ppl are always back stabbers. Unfortunately.
Blueeyeddemon90: Can't promise you anything… I just hope that it works out as I planned.
Syaoronsangel: It's nice to hear your opinion about Harry moving on to Ginny. I have noticed the same thing myself. There are a few female main characters to use.
Accio Flaming Stake: Huh… you know there's a word under the L part of the dictionary. Loyalty. Or how about F. fidelity. Or you could just say Love Sirius and f… hmmm four letter word that rhymes with duck.
Phsdrummer07: Killing. There will be no killing done in this fic… even for Harry. Hehehe invisible killing.
Anasazi: I love how you said it! Harry is an idiot for allowing Sirius, the guy who nearly 'deflowered' his fiancé to stay nearby. Hahahah.
Padfootz-luvr: Yeah Sirius as a stripper… now that's a good idea. drools I say we have a strip session. Yup. That will surely come up in the fic.
Annie Padfoot: Correction. Sirius is super-super multiplied by infinity= infinity sexy.
Sir Deranged Reindeer: Good! I'm happy that you're doubting who Hermione should go with. Both guys are great. I love that song too … have you seen the videoclip…mhmmmm
Emelie: I will listen to your prayer… I will take your idea into consideration…heheh
DSMelody: So killing is worst than dark magic. Interesting concept.
Raine an Frodo: I will never quite understand you. But yeah. Go harry and Hermione.
Chicablue18: it's not the end!!! Actually the part I'm writing was supposed to be the sequel but I decided to put it in the same chappie.
Natyslacks: If she kills Draco. I. will. Kill. Someone. No one touches my drakie wakie.
IsLaNdMoChAgUrL: You check everyday! Wow! You have lots of time
SwurpleKitty: AHHH I've been hypnotized. Sirius and Hermione Sirius and Hermione…
Artisia: don't say the c word. Chemistry yuck. How dare you… huh are u in love w/ freeman?
Romm: The situation is angsting. So much tension… that my eyes are twitching.
Padfootsgurl: You have stories! And you won't tell me. I'm hurt
Delayed Poet: When you do marry Sirius and make him strip, I better be there. Or else.
Peanut Gallery-Alaska's own: It's not over for a few more chappies. Do not fear.
Siriusforeva: Sirius is feeling bad, but at this point I think herm is feeling worst.
Krazykiwikatie: A chapter that never ends… can't do… I'll break them up into many more chappies good compromise?
Purple Spotted Hedwig: It's not finished. It's not finished.
tinkerbell-06: I'll try to include Lucius in on of the following chappies… hehehe. I will try to read it asap.
Maisjetadoresiriusnoir: It's not finished!!!!!!! More fun and sadness to come!