DISCLAIMER: If I owned Harry Potter, I would not be living in West Virginia or be relying on my parents for a ride to school.

Chapter 6

Hermione opened her mouth, but no words escaped. She was in a silent debate with herself over what to tell the Weasley's whom she had grown to consider her second family. She didn't want to hurt them nor did she want them to pity her….what oh what was she going to do?

She shut her mouth and spun around as the kitchen door banged open, startling everyone in the room. Hermione's eyes grew wide as she watched as Sirius strode purposefully towards her and never once broke contact. (Um…can't remember what color Sirius' eyes are in this story so let's pretend they are blue…wait, I think they are…) Blue met brown in a silent battle that neither were willing to back down from.

"Hermione," Sirius said in a deadly whisper so that no one else could hear but them, "we need to talk."

"I really don't think there is anything to talk about," she replied briskly, trying to turn away from him, but he was quicker and grabbed her arm, preventing her from turning away from his penetrating gaze.

"We can either do this in private or public," he warned. "Now which do you want it to be?"

Hermione glared at him, angry that he was forcing her to talk to him. Couldn't he see that she needed to come to terms with all of this?

"Ginny," Hermione said, not once breaking eye contact with Sirius, "can you watch Sirina for a bit? Sirius and I have matters to discuss."

"Sure," the youngest redhead agreed warily.

Ginny looked between the two adults who were engaged in an eye battle and then she glanced down at Sirina. Suddenly it all hit her like a bolt of lightning. (I can't make them realize the truth slowly, now can I?) "Take all the time you need."

Hermione raised from her seat and marched past Sirius into the living room. There she waited for him and watched as he motioned her to follow him and went through another door she recognized as the library he had insisted on refurbishing during the summer before her 5th year. He sealed the door tightly so they would not be interrupted and turned to look at her.

"This is the only room in the house that is completely impenetrable when I want it to be," he informed her, his eyes watching her closely, daring her to break contact.

Hermione, however, refused to be engaged into another staring contest and instead chose to look around the library that had been expanded since the last time she had saw it. As she looked around the room, she wondered why Sirius had insisted that the library be refurbished and cleaned when he detested reading.

"Sirius, why did you insist that the library be renovated and new books added when the Sirius I knew hated reading?" She asked quietly, slowly turning back around to face him.

She saw hesitation in his eyes, almost as if he thought she should know the answer. "It wasn't for me," he answered softly.

"Then who was it for?" She was afraid of his answer, afraid that after she had left he had found someone else who loved reading and studying. She looked down at her feet, unwilling to allow him to see the fear in her eyes.

He walked stealthily towards her, so quiet that she did not know that he was in front of her until she felt his finger on her chin, forcing her face up to meet his gaze. "It was for you," he whispered softly, his gaze now soft as he looked at her.

Slowly, he allowed his lips to softly touch hers. She parted her lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss, allowing herself the one pleasure she never thought she would experience again.

He moaned and wrapped one arm around her waste, pulling her closer to him, while the other hand held her cheek delicately. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking into his embrace. The arm wrapped around her waist drifted upwards, under her shirt, and began stroking her back delicately.

She all of a sudden remember where she was and who she was with. She pulled out of his embrace and stared at him, trying to steady her breathing which proved to be a great difficulty at the moment. Sirius seemed to have the same problem as he was breathing hard.

"No," she manage to say after she regained her composure.

"Why not?"

"Because Sirius, I have just come to terms with your death and now you're here. I…I don't know what to believe anymore."

Sirius opened in his arms in a silent plea. "Believe in me. Believe in us. Believe in our love."

"That's easy for you to say, you didn't have live the past year knowing that the person you loved was dead," she bit out bitterly.

"No," he tossed back, his voice as bitter as hers, "I had to watch as the woman I loved grew up. I had to stand back and watch as the woman I loved grew up, unable to tell her of the love I bore for her, unable to tell her that she haunted my dreams every night. I…I had to watch as you looked at me as only Harry's godfather instead of a man you could possibly have a relationship with."

Hermione felt the tears spill down her cheeks as she listened to Sirius' omission. Who was she to play up her hurt when he had to watch her grow up and not able to tell her his feelings? She instantly felt guilty of the way she had been acting but still could not trust herself with him, trust her feelings to be hurt.

As much as she wanted to just be with him, she still had reservations. He was taken away once before, who was to say that he wouldn't be taken away again?

"Hermione," Sirius pleaded, "I love you. I always have and always will. Please, please give us a chance again. I want to be the man you always look too. I want to be the one that holds you when you cry. I want to be the man that you wake up to every morning and go to sleep with every night. I..," his voice caught in his throat as his eyes filled up with tears, "I want to be a father to that little girl out there and give her a family. Please Hermione, give us a chance."

Hermione's tears fell steadily down her cheeks and she made no move to wipe them away. She met his gaze hard on and shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry Sirius…I just can't."

"Why not?" He walked over to her and grabbed a hold of her upper arms. "I love you and I know you still love me. Why can't we be together and raise our daughter?"

"Because," Hermione cried, "I lost you once and almost died Sirius. I don't think I could lose you again."

Sirius watched as she walked away from him and out the door. He heard her enter the kitchen and collect Sirina before saying her goodbyes. Only when he heard the front door close did he allow all his emotions to spill out.

He screamed as he picked up a vase that had been in the Black family for many generations and hurled it against the wall. It shattered with a sickening crash, the glass falling with a slight ping to the ground. The tears seemed to win the battle as the glass hit the ground, slipping down over his cheeks and falling to the ground.

Harry stood at the door of the library watching his godfather's heart break. Oh Hermione, Harry thought, why are you being so bloody stubborn. With gentle ease, Harry walked over to the only father figure he had ever known and wrapped him into a reassuring hug.

A/N: Mwahahahahahahaha…… Don't worry, they will end up together. I had to do this though. Me and my friend, Spirit, were talking about this story and I kind of figured that Hermione, being the ever practical one she is, would just jump back into a relationship with Sirius. True, she may have had his kid but she just got used to the fact that he was dead, hence why she finally came home. Think about it, if you loved someone and they died and you had a year to get used to the death and finally came to terms with it then all of a sudden, they come back. Wouldn't you be ever fearful that they would die or leave you again? I know I would. Anyways, read the summary.

Okay….Spring Break for me is officially over. Start school again on Monday. Tomorrow I have a NHS induction ceremony. I got in! I have flag practice every FREAKIN day next week….author silently curses band director….. So I may not be able to update as much. I will try my hardest though.

Don't worry, Hermione WILL finally allow Sirius back into her life…I mean, who wouldn't? I worked really hard on this chapter, I was determined to get it done for you guys since I promised to post today. Hope you guys like this and don't hate me too much. What's a good story without at least one evil twist? This just happens to be mine.

Later All,

!Amaya!

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