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"Happy New Year Love," Sirius murmured placing a soft kiss on Hermione's lips as the small group still at Hogwarts for the holidays celebrated the New Year.
"Happy New Year," Hermione returned. They were dancing slowly with Hermione's arms wrapped around Sirius neck, her fingers idly playing with his velvety locks, as others celebrated around them.
"I think your Remus and Tonks theory was a bit out," Sirius commented glancing at the Werewolf and Metamorphmagus dancing, yet not 'traditionally' welcoming in the New Year.
Hermione smiled. "Give them time, they don't realize what they have yet"
"If they have anything."
"You just don't like me being right."
Sirius grinned. "I didn't say that."
Hermione matched his grin, strands of black hair still wafting through her slender fingers. "No, but you were thinking it."
Sirius chuckled. "I told you last week dropping divination was a bad move."
Hermione didn't reply to this, her fingers had stilled and her gaze was directed to the left of the Animagus. Sirius followed her line of sight and a broad grin appeared on his handsome face.
"Well I'll be damned, you were right about that one at least," Sirius said pulling her closer to him.
Hermione smiled and attempted to catch Harry's eye, the green pools were lost however in the eyes of the redhead in his arms, they were dancing slowly, almost not moving at all as Harry rested his forehead against hers and whispered things that didn't quite reach the other couple.
"Of course I was," Hermione replied bringing her gaze back to the wizard in front of her. "Anyone would have been blind not to see it."
"I didn't"
Hermione continued. "My point exactly just look at Remus and Tonks, you don't see that either, you just need to give them time."
"Want to put something on it?" The Animagus grinned.
"You're that sure that nothing will happen?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"Come on Honey, they've acted like this all year, something would have happened by now if it was going to, they're just friends."
Hermione grinned. "You're on Bugs, I give them till graduation."
"Ok, what do you want to put on it?" Sirius grinned at her as she thought about it.
"Well bragging rights firstly."
"Of course," Sirius said moving in and claiming her lips.
"Stop trying to distract me," she scolded against his mouth a moment later.
Sirius put on an innocent face. "I can't help it," he confessed placing his forehead against hers. "Can't we come up with something later?"
Hermione smiled at the puppy dog eyes the grey eyed wizard was sending her way, to answer his question she moved in for another kiss, to which Sirius was happy to return.
"Come on guys, get a room." Came the voice of Remus from somewhere to the left, neither witch nor wizard was sure.
"Brilliant idea Moony," Sirius replied huskily not taking his eyes off the woman in front of him. "Have a good night" he said, leading Hermione quickly out of the room.
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Sirius and Hermione were wrapped in a passionate embrace as Sirius fumbled to open the door to their chambers, finally grasping hold of the door knob the pair tumbled into the room, still locked at the lips as clothes were quickly discarded.
Sirius pulled Hermione down onto the bed and rested himself across the top of her, staring intently into her eyes.
"I love you so much, did you know that?"
"You tell me every chance you get," she whispered back.
"Well, I had a great many missed chances, so I have to make up for it somehow."
"I love you," Hermione replied, pulling Sirius back down to her lips.
Words were forgotten quickly as Sirius' mouth began to leave a slow trail of fire down from Hermione's lips across her jaw and down her neck, resting slightly on the delectable curves of her collarbone before they traced the now familiar path to her breasts.
Hermione moaned and arched against him as his tongue twirled around a nipple as his hand busied itself with the other.
Sirius didn't see it but something flashed in Hermione's eyes and she pulled him back up to her lips in a searing kiss before rolling them over and straddling the startled Animagus, grinning as she preformed the same actions he'd just gifted her, however her trail of fire moved further south, Sirius groaning as she placed a small kiss on his navel.
Hermione grinned and met Sirius stormy eyes as she took him in her mouth, causing said stormy eyes to close and a long moan to emit from his mouth as Hermione continued her slow sensual torture.
Sirius began to feel himself peak as Hermione soft lips and tongue ran up and down his shaft. Hermione felt this as well and didn't slow as he came, lapping up as much of his seed as she could before moving back up the length of the panting wizard and smiling down at his satisfied expression.
"Not really what I had in mind," he breathed huskily as she rested along his chest, he pulled her into a kiss and he could taste himself on her tongue, not minding in the least that his plans had somewhat changed their course slightly.
Hermione grinned into the kiss and began to deepen it, the night was far from over and she had high intentions of testing her wizards stamina. Sirius moaned into the kiss, his hands placed firmly on Hermione's hips as the kiss grew in intensity and deftly flipped her over so now he lay between her legs.
He gently bit her bottom lip and moved along her jaw, taking her earlobe in his mouth before whispering softly in her ear. "A little active tonight hmm?"
Hermione caught his eye and grinned raising an eyebrow seductively, no words needed as Sirius stamina was truly put to the test.
He claimed her lips once more; his hands tangled in her curls as he felt himself harden again, Hermione felt this too and grinned into the kiss, spreading her legs slightly in invitation. Sirius needed no more urging and whispered the usual spell before entering the woman he loved, the pair moving in a rhythm of lovers with decades of practice.
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The following morning the sun spread its warm rays across two content forms lying quietly in their large bed. Hermione had her head rested on Sirius chest, her fingers tracing patters across his age hardened, yet soft, skin as he idly played with her hair with one hand, the other tracing patters over the hand grazing across his chest.
"Sirius?"
"Hmmm?"
"Do you ever, you know, think about not performing that spell?" she asked quietly.
Sirius' hand stilled in her hair. "All the time," he whispered back.
"Why don't you?"
"Well, for starters this is the first time we've spoken about it, and secondly, I didn't know what you wanted."
Hermione lifted her head and looked into his silver eyes, she reached up and traced his jaw with her fingers. "I want what I wanted with you all those years ago. A family."
Sirius smiled and moved in for a soft kiss, she'd never told him that.
"But?" He asked, knowing full well there was a 'but' to follow.
Hermione's smile faltered slightly and she broke eye contact, focusing on her hands resting on Sirius' chest. "But I don't think it's safe right now, I don't want to risk it."
"Everything is a risk with love."
Hermione looked up into Sirius' eyes startled at what he'd said. "I guess, I just…I don't know."
Sirius grinned. "Bit torn aren't you? It's ok," he said in reply to Hermione's nod. "We can wait; I believe it's too dangerous at the moment as well."
"I love you, so much," she whispered, placing her head back down on his shoulder.
Sirius gently placed a kiss on her temple. "I love you too."
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The following week Hermione was walking down the corridors of Hogwarts with Remus, classes had started again and she wanted to sit in on a few lessons to gather where they were up to, before she headed to the library to see if she could find a way to help Harry.
The pair entered the class, empty for the time being and sat at Remus' desk at the front.
"Who do you have first?" Hermione asked wondering when the students would start to file in.
"Third year Slytherin and Gryffindors"
Hermione smirked "Something's never change, and it's probably all your fault too."
Remus arched an elegant eyebrow. "And why pray tell do you say that?"
"You don't remember Lily's theory?"
Remus grinned remembering the conversation. "I believe we came to the conclusion that it was not our fault."
"Yeah well, that was your opinion," Hermione retorted grinning at the werewolf.
Remus cocked his head suddenly as he remembered another conversation. "Do you remember when I asked you where you'd learnt your defence?"
Hermione smiled remembering their duel. "I said I had a good teacher."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The door opened then and the third years aimlessly wandered into the class, looking curiously at the additional teacher as they took their seats.
Remus stood and began to address the class, Hermione smiling as she remembered just how good of a teacher he really was.
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Hermione joined Sirius and Remus at the head table for lunch that day enjoying, for a change, a mature conversation with the pair. It was a nice comparison to the conversations of the Marauders that she was used to.
Half way through lunch though their attention was drawn to the back of the Hall, it appeared that Harry was on a beeline to the Slytherin table. Students watched on curiously while the Professors watched on cautiously. Hermione herself was smiling.
"What are you grinning at?" Sirius asked her with a frown as he watched his Godson enter the snake pit.
"Just watch, this is hard for him."
Harry walked up behind Malfoy who'd been watching him with his own grey eyes. His Slytherin arch nemesis stood and raised an eyebrow in question, the Hall so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Harry held out his hand, to which Malfoy cautiously took in his own.
"Thank you Malfoy, for helping to bring her back to me, back to us."
Grey never left Green as the pair shook hands.
The Slytherin gave a curt nod in acknowledgement and released the messy haired boy's hand, seating himself back down at the table.
Harry looked up and met Hermione's eyes with a smile before turning around and walking back to the Gryffindor table.
Sirius started at his godson. "Well I'll be damned, that boy is more and more like his mother every day."
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Hermione spent the rest of the day with Remus and enjoyed the last class the best, well most of the class anyway, she experienced a rather large shock during it.
The class, Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts, consisted of a mixture of seventh years from each house.
She smiled at Harry as he entered with Neville and Seamus, he grinned at her in return and took his seat at the front of the class; this had begun as a habit from going to class with Hermione for six years.
Remus came and stood next to her "Watch Nott there, he's a bit crude at times, I can handle him fine but I thought I'd just warn you."
Hermione nodded and raked her eyes across the room for the particular Slytherin, she found him and came face to face with piercing eyes she'd seen so many years ago. Nott Jn looked very much like his father, but he had one thing that linked him his mother. His eyes.
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A/N: Who is Notts mother, I did drop a hint in a chapter ages ago, can anyone remember?
