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Sirius woke up to the sound of the front door closing. He guessed it was probably just Harry and Ron coming back, so he ignored it. He kept his eyes closed and listened to the person who, he could now tell from their unusually light footsteps, was not a slightly intoxicated Harry or Ron. He allowed himself a quick grin. Was Ginny sneaking downstairs for a quick snog already? He knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, it just seemed unusually soon. But no, those were not Ginny's footsteps. Sirius' senses were unusually heightened, since he had spent so much time as a dog, hiding from thedementors and whoever had just paused outside of the open door lacked the heavier perfume Ginny had been wearing, and was wearing a lighter, more feminine scent.
He continued to feign sleep, but barely opened one eye and watched the person step into the shadows of the room. He couldn't see very well, what with the lack of light in the room, and the fact that his eye was just barely open. But what he could see, he liked very much.
He could see long, dark, silky hair that had just enough wave in it to fall gracefully over her shoulders. She was tall, but had a slender frame, and at the moment she was walking toward him, staring at him intently, so he closed his eye firmly. She stopped just in front of the couch, and he heard her gasp. He turned, and grinned up at the girl standing just a few inches from his halfnaked body. Suddenly he realized who it was and he sat up, dark hair swinging into his even darker eyes as he moved.
"Hermione?" he said incredulously "You look amazing". He stood up and she backed away a few inches, visibly confused. "Wha- who- Sirius?" she finished, looking at him with a quizzical and slightly frightened expression. Sirius sighed, she obviously had known nothing about the age change. He sat her down and explained, (as best he could) what had happened when he had come out from behind the black curtain.
"So do you understand?" He asked, still transfixed by the beautiful girl in front of him. "I think so..." replied Hermione. "But why didn't Harry or Ron or anyone tell me about this?"
"Well they had expected to be here for your return, and tell you before you had the chance to see me. But being the pair of idiots that I've grown so fond of, they stopped off at the cornerpub for a bit. They thought they would be back in time for your return." Sirius replied, wondering how Hermione would react to the news that her friends were at a pub. "Oh" Hermione sighed and pushed back her bangs "Well I wish they had waited until I returned, I could use a pint right about now." She laughed at the evident shock on Sirius' face that was slowly being replaced by a sly and disbelieving smile.
"Well look at you Hermione, you've obviously changed a bit over the summer"
"In more ways than one" she flirted back "But did you honestly expect me to stay inside the whole summer, reading books like a good girl? I've been to my fair share of clubs and parties this summer, thank you."
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as Sirius threw back his head to laugh "I can't wait for Ron and Harry to hear this! They will be absolutely blown away by this new Hermione!" Her smile wavered for a moment, after hearing this. She realized how true Sirius' statement might be.She wasn't expecting Harry and Ron to take it like Sirius had.
Sirius had always been the 'Bad boy' type at school, this much she knew from the stories she had heard from Lupin, and Sirius himself, when he had been his old self. And now she could see it for herself, sitting just across from her. He was extremely hot, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to continue flirting. She wasn't sure why, she had flirted with many guys over the summer, and some of them had been almost as hot (but not quite)as Sirius.
"What is it?" Sirius asked Hermione, with his mischievous grin. He knew she was attracted to him, and her signals were saying the same about him. So why not go for it? He got off his chair and kneeled directed in front of the seated Hermione. He was much taller than she, and even though he was kneeling, and she was sitting, their faces were perfectly even. Hermione looked a little taken aback at what was happening, but she didn't resist, so he kept going. He leaned in and put one hand behind her head, pulling her in for a quick, but sensitive kiss.
He pulled back andtilted his head, looking for her reaction. She just stared at him for a few seconds, still trying to grasp what had just happened. Then she started to lean back in. Sirius wrapped his strong arms around her small waist and once again brought his lips back to hers. Hermione reached out for him, and wrapped her fingers in his long hair. Without breaking the kiss, Sirius dragged her onto the floor and underneath him.
He had kissed a lot of girls, and normally it was just something he had to put up with before he got what he really wanted. But this kiss was different. It was passionate and trusting, and he liked the feeling of Hermione's fingers running through his hair. Suddenly she pulled away and tried to sit up.
He sat up, and pulled her up next to him, his hands still around her waist. She pushed them away and stood up, putting a hand to her head, looking very flustered and confused. She had never had a kiss like that. She wasn't too experienced, she had made out with a few guys, but this kiss was different. But wait, this was Sirius! Harry's godfather! Her best-friend's godfather!
Sirius stood up next to her, titling his head and giving her the same questioning look. "Is everything ok?" He asked her. She bit her lip, but not soon enough. Sirius had seen it quivering and could tell she was on the verge of tears. "Hermione!" he said, surprised. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
He moved to her and put a hand on her shoulder, tilting her chin up with his other hand. Her eyes swum with tears, and she stepped back, pushing his hand away. "We can't do this" she said in barely a whisper. "Harry... you're his godfather... I can't..." She buried her face in her hands and ran out of the room. Sirius stood still, in shock. That was not the reaction he had expected. Especially after she had pulled him back in!
He sat back down on the floor. He knew Hermione and Harry shared a close bond, they were almost like brother and sister! But this hadn't been in his mind when hedecided to kiss her, and realized now the confusion and guilt he had probably caused her. He punched the nearest chair and it tumbled across the room.
He stood up. He hadn't wanted to hurt her. He had always respected Hermione, as Harry's best friend, and as the brightest witch in her year. There would be other girls, he knew that, and he wouldn't bother Hermione again. He had been stupid to try and kiss her, he should have left her alone. He looked back at the chair where she had been sitting. But that kiss...
Hermione ran out of the room and slowed as she reached the front door, and the bottom of the staircase. She put a hand against the wall, trying to think about what had just happened. She shook her head and took out her wand, waving at her trunk, which was still at the front door. She walked slowly upstairs, her trunk following close behind. She climbed three flights of stairs and hesitated outside of the second door on the right.
She heard someone inside and knocked on the door. She heard a few muffled swears and footsteps scrambling around the room. A rather flustered looking Ginny with rumpled hair opened the door, revealing an even more flustered Dean, with a pillow on his lap.
"Hermione!" cried Ginny, and hugged her best friend. "It's so great to see you!" replied Hermione, ecstatically. "But," glancing at Dean, "I think I'm interrupting something, so I'll go and unpack and see you two later on. She smirked at the both of them. Ginny blushed a little and nodded, and Dean gave a little half wave, not looking her in the face.
Hermione laughed and closed the door behind her, and continued up the stairs. She had really been looking forward to seeing Ginny, and she really needed a friend to talk to, after what had just happened.She couldn't talk about something like this withHarry or Ron. This was something she could never tell them. They were ultra-protective of her and she didn't want to chance starting possible trouble between Harry and his godfather.
She opened a few more doors on the third landing, but other than the room Ron seemed to be occupying, none of them were livable. They were either crammed with junk, missing a bed, or just impossibly dirty. Clearly, Sirius hadn't gotten around to cleaning out the whole house yet. She climbed the last flight with trepidation.
There were only three bedrooms on the fourth floor, and one of them was the master suite belonging to Sirius. The other was Harry's. She pushed open the remaining door and was pleasantly surprised, despite the location. She had walked into a spacious room, decorated in deep red and gold. The room had nice, rich furnishings and a huge canopy bed.
She wandered past the bed and stepped into a spacious bathroom, which was also deep crimson red with gold trim. It was like being back at Hogwarts, with hethe Gryffindor colors. She smiled and ran to the bed, where she jumped onto it. Pretty quickly the smile faded. "Shit." she thought. "So much for avoiding Sirius, now I have to live on the same floor as him!" At least she only had to be here for a week, before school started.
She knew that Sirius was a confirmed bachelor and very much the ladies man, but that kiss had felt so real. She had felt more desire with him than any other guy she had ever been with, and at the same time she had felt safe and protected. Then she rolled her eyes at her own thoughts.
"It was one kiss" she said aloud, to herself "Get over it, it didn't mean anything to him, and it shouldn't mean anything to you" Hermione got up and started to unpack, but however hard she tried to will herself to stop thinking about the kiss, she couldn't get her mind off of it.