Lost and Delirious

by Emma

A/N: I want to thank all of my readers, please help me not get restless. I have been caught up with homework, that I don't have much time to write as much as I would like to. Also it's that I can write pages and pages about one chapter. This weekend is gonna be crazy, only time for writing is Friday and Saturday. I love y'all! But let's hear from:

Makotochi- umm no, yes and maybe, yes.

Terrenis-sama- Thanx, I will try my best to not let you down

The weirdness- sorry it took too long, but yeah cliff are good, that way you come back for more Mhaaaaaa

Fantasyfaerie- yes, yes Happy Birthday K. hope you like your locker décor. And I already answered your q's personally.

Lilred-07- Okay Sirius is 37 yrs old, I decide to not make a veil story, it would have totally thrown me off. I don't really like time traveling, but I'll read it. Harry and Ron are 17, while Hermione is 16 going on 17 in Sep.

Mai Gamit- okay no veil it would have thrown me off. Bunnies? umm good idea! I agree too! Tonks and Remus are cute together, I was implying that all through the chaps, hoping it would be obvious for the readers.

Ch 3 You're the Right kind of Wrong

Sirius watched as Hermione closed the door, she was amazing, he thought. A sudden interest towards Hermione had entered Sirius' mind. Hermione stood by her door listening for him, she had no idea he stood on the other side waiting for her to open the door.

"No I'm not crazy this is just ridiculous, impossible and wrong" she said out loud to herself.

She said this and she tried to believe it, but she couldn't forget how he had looked at her. It seemed that for a few seconds there was no one else in the room when he looked at her. This made her feel confident on who she was; maybe she was more than just Hermione, friend, companion, bookworm, studious, silent. Maybe she has been just too shy to embrace herself as a woman.

Sirius began his way downstairs, he was exhausted; he needed to go to bed and think about what had just happened, tonight.

"Harry, what do you think about Krum and Hermione?" asked Ron.

Harry looked at Ron; he noticed he was either concerned or angry. He didn't know how to answer, butI guess I should tell him the truth "they're just friends, why?" he asked quite perplexed on why Ron would be asking something he already knew the answer to.

"Well, maybe Hermione hasn't been too clear on her terms with Viktor, but they're just friends" said Harry.

"You think? Maybe they're—" Harry looked at Ron and before he could say anything else he said "Ron, Hermione's our friend, she would tell us if she –or well she would tell us, she knows we love her and that we want the best for her." Harry's eyes were now beaming green more than they had ever done.

"I'm not sure what she's telling us, one day she's happy, the other she's not, then she's happy again, then she's not, then she's hap-."

"Okay, okay I get the point, but that's because she's a girl, she can be a handful" Harry told Ron.

Ron stared at him; they were quiet for a moment, once they had digested what they both had said they broke out in a laugh.

"Look at us, talking like idiots about Hermione. We should umm go to bed" said Harry still laughing. Harry went to his bed and pulled the covers almost to his face. Ron didn't even bother to neatly place the pillow by his face; he just slammed his body on his bed and fell soundly asleep. But first he let out a laugh "Ron, shut up."

Hermione lay in her bed looking at the ceiling all she could think was 'Sirius.' She closed her eyes and thought 'Sirius.'

CLANK, CLANK, CLANK "Mr. Harry Potter, sir wake up" called a tiny voice. "Ehh!" called his sleepy voice as he stirred in the covers. CLANK, CLANK, CLANK. Dobby continued jumping on Harry's bed. "Mr. Harry Potter…..lazy" he whispered, CLANK, he jumped on Ron's bed. "Mr. Ron, sir" he moved his shoulder like crazy. "Mr. Harry's friend, Ron Weasel- wakes up" Dobby said jumping madly on Ron's bed.

"Mr. Ron Weasel, Mr. Ron Weasel, Mr. Ron Wea-"BONK. Ron had thrown his pillow at Dobby. "It's Weasley' he muttered in a sleepy voice. Dobby scurried across the floor and left, Harry and Ron were relieved they wanted to continue sleeping, at least while they could, summer was coming to an end busy schedules laid ahead.

"Did he leave?" asked Harry

"I guess" said Ron.

Not long before they drifted back to sleep the door slowly opened with a creak, small footsteps could be heard then……SWISH.

"Ahhh my eyes, my eyes" screamed Ron as he covered himself.

"Dobby, what gives?" asked Harry covering his own face with his arms.

Dobby had drown the curtains to let the light in right in their faces.

"It's a beautiful morning, sirs" he said with a jump and his fist in the air.

"Oh and Winky says breakfast is ready" he said leaving out the door.

"Blimey, it's 7:30"

"Too early" said Harry looking at his red-haired friend and going back to sleep.

Hermione stirred in her bed, she awoke to the sound of water. She looked at the ceiling, it was a faded pink with white clouds moving about. She rose from her bed and was in awe when she saw where she was.

"WOW"

She stepped out of her bed, she looked down the floor was… water? Was she walking on water? Her feet did not sink in, they merely floated above the floor. She looked around her, one wall looked like there might be an ocean inside her room, the right wall looked very much like gardens, there were beautiful flowers blooming at sight. But everything seemed to be beyond the wall, she couldn't touch it, she could only see it and hear the beautiful sounds of the ocean.

She went to her dresser, she looked at everything that was on it, a music box, brush, barrettes, hand creams and more hair accessories, as well as hats that were in a drawer. Before, Hermione could wonder what she would wear, she went around the room opening a door that led to a desolately lit bathroom, then another that was a dark closet.

Then she stood by the huge window by the book shelve, she yawned and stretched it was amazing. Something grabbed her attention, it was something moving on the book shelves. She looked closer there was a large rectangular shaped crystal globe.

"What is it?"

Approaching the globe one step at a time didn't take her long to figure out what it was, it was a large glass menagerie.

"O my goodness" she said out loud, "they're moving."

There was all sorts of tiny animals moving inside the crystal globe. There were lions, giraffes, bears, birds, dragons, unicorns, Pegasus, cherubs, and all sorts of animals that looked like tiny statuettes moving about the globe. "WOW" she said in complete awe.

"I have to-" she ran out the door, looking for Harry and Ron. She didn't know which room was theirs.

'Guess I'll have to try them all' she thought innocently.

Door after door after door- at last one where it looked like someone had been sleeping there. She walked in with curious eyes, eyeing the room she had just entered.

"O my gods" this was certainly not Ron and Harry's room. She heard someone approaching the door, as if they were to leave the room. She sneaked back out of Sirius' room and back to her own.

That was close; she didn't know what to do, so she went back to bed. Not long before, she heard someone knock at her door.

"'Mione are you awake?" said Harry waiting for her to give a sign she was alive.

"Can we come in?" said Ron, hoping she would say yes.

"Umm I'm coming; I'm going to change, okay"

'Change' she thought, 'what I'm I going to change into, I brought no clothes with me.'

"Okay, then we'll be downstairs" said Harry, he and Ron walked downstairs while talking about how great it was to be 'home.' (A/N: AWWW)

Hermione heard loud clanks and laughs coming from the kitchen, she hurried opened the closet door she had opened before, only this time it wasn't empty.

Her suit cases, and S.P.E.W. buttons were in her closet, along with a note from Mrs. Weasley.

Dear Hermione,

I have enclosed this note to you because you are more likely to act responsibly. Take care of the boys, make sure Ron doesn't continue to eat those bitter-bites Fred gave him, as for Harry help him not get into trouble.

Take care dear,

Love, Mrs. Weasley.

"You'd think I'm their mother"

"Hey, you…..elf" she heard a very familiar voice call.

Quickly she pressed one S.P.E.W. button to her shirt and took 3 others with her.

"Good morning, everyone"

"Good morning Hermione, sleep alright? Did you find your room okay?" asked Sirius giving Hermione an expression that said 'I didn't do it.'

"You know? I did, it seems to me like there's something magical about this place." Sirius looked up from his pancakes and faced Hermione while chewing very slowly, an amused expression spread across his face.

"You are aware this is the wizarding world you're in right?" muffled Ron.

Dobby and Winky were sitting in their chairs across from Harry and Ron, they were nibbling on their pancakes. Hermione noticed they also had small doll size cups of milk by their plates, she smiled at Sirius, she knew this had been his idea.

"Mmmm, I'm very aware which world I'm in Ron."

They all continued to have breakfast, constantly chatting about Hogwarts and "Ye olde days at Hogwarts."

Sirius finished his meal as did everyone else, he cleared the table, and when he came back Hermione was gone.

"Hey ummm where's Hermione?"

"I dunno, probably color coding her binders"

"Uhuh!" said Sirius interestingly.

Sirius chuckled "Hope you guys don't mind helping me clear some stuff out of my study, and if you do I don't care you're still going to help me"

"Can we play Quidditch afterwards?" wondered Ron.

Sirius was now walking in and out of the study carrying heavy boxes full of 'rubbish' he said.

"Sirius, we've been at this for hours, now can we break?", Harry's flushed cheeks indicated that it indeed was time to take a break.

"Yeah, sure take a nap, eat a snack, break a leg, wait no don't break a leg, I'd be in trouble with your mother, Ron."

"Okay"

"Let's get our brooms"

"Just a few regulations, no flying inside the house and play nice, and don't break your glasses"

"Why you think he said that?" said Ron trying to recall a time when he had broken Harry's glasses.

"He and dad probably flew around the house, I bet he broke his glasses sometimes" said Harry, a slight smile spread through his face.

"I've never broken your glasses" replied Ron as if being accused.

"No, you've stepped on my glasses"

"Oh yeah."

After breakfast, Hermione had hurried upstairs with Dobby and Winky, she wanted to help Winky be more accessible, Dobby was complaining a be more accessible, Dobby was complaining a bit too much.

"Thank you very much thank you, Hermione" said Dobby gratefully.

He and Winky walked out from the room that had been prepared by Dobby himself, they both walked out wearing big hats and shorts instead of rags.

Grimmauld Place was a very large place, yes it was indeed. She'd never once even seen any of the other rooms other than the kitchen, den, fireplace, restroom and the place where she slept. This time she was determined to explore what more can she see. The halls were quiet, too quiet, there was an open door, one which she was so anxious to see what lurked inside.

The room was large and there was books, papers, portraits and furniture everywhere. There were piles of books that formed a mountain and if someone were to hide there they certainly wouldn't be found.

The people in the photographs were moving and eyeing her every move, while only flipping a book. There was a photograph in a fancy, dusty frame. It was a much younger Sirius with 3 girls and a little boy, not much older than Sirius. One of the girls had dark hair, fair skin, deep sea blue/green eyes, the other girl was blond with a long nose and the youngest looked thin with a very round face, brown hair to her shoulders, the boy had black short hair with a big nose. They looked 'happy' seemed the photo was taken unexpectedly because Sirius was winking at the camera.

Another picture that caught her attention was one with a certain red-haired girl and a certain wild-haired boy, they seemed to be 17 yrs old, they wore Hogwarts robes. Hermione recognized them both, they were Lily and James Potter. James had Lily engaged in his arms, while it looked like she was pushing him away; however they were both laughing.

"Mmmh,mmmh"

Hermione almost jumped out of her skin.

"It's only me Hermione" said Sirius in a soft voice.

"I took that picture you know" he said taking the frame from her hands.

Hermione could tell how much it hurt to talk about his friend.

"I didn't mean to-"

"Hermione do you know-"

"I do actually" she said nearing him.

She gazed into his eyes and saw faint longing and solitude.

"Do you know what were doing –were-"

Hermione interrupted with a kiss that took him head over heels.

"I ….you're beautiful" he whispered softly in her ear.

And then broke their passionate kiss, "why do you…I can't do this to you, you're Harry's friend, you're young."

"When you asked me what were we doing-' you've taken over me Sirius, I'm thinking about you at night" –

"we direct a dance of glances"

"If I were you I wouldn't ask"

Their noses were touching, "I wouldn't ask at all" she whispered, taking him into a kiss. She was so inexperienced, but he seemed to know what he was doing.

"Harry have you seen Hermione?"

"Not since this morning"

"Sirius, Sirius"

"Mmm" I have to go, I – there coming"

"Damn it"

"Hey Sirius have you seen Hermione" Harry called from the kitchen.

"Umm..NO!" he yelled from the room where he and Hermione stood hand in hand.

"I'll see you later, okay?"

"I'll be waiting for you"

And with a swift she left as soon as possible.