DISCLAIMER: Sorry to say, I still do not own Harry Potter
A/N: I've been working on this every spare moment I have. I hope you guys like it. Sorry it couldn't be better, but I haven't been home much.
Chapter 17:
Sirius shifted the heavy box in his arms. "Hermione," he gasped, "why, if I may ask, are we doing this by hand when we could use magic?"
Hermione came out of the cottage and glared at him. "Because, if you haven't noticed, I live in a muggle neighborhood."
Sirius shrugged as best as he could since the box was weighing him down. "So?"
"So, don't you think they would have thought it suspicious if you'd just appeare here one day and didn't bring any stuff with you yet your belongings were in the house?"
Sirius stared at her, open-mouthed. "You think too much, you know that?"
Hermione smiled sweetly and kissed him gently on the mouth. "And you love me for that."
Sirius groaned. "I know, it's sad really."
Hermione playfully smacked him on the shoulder. "And why's that?"
Sirius smirked teasingly. "Because I love the one woman who's life mission is to make me behave."
Hermione smiled seductively at him. "Only in public, love." (A/N: I hope you guys get the underlying message there :wink, wink: )
Sirius winked. "I'll keep that in mind for later."
"OH HERMIONE!" a voice called from across the street.
Hermione smiled, though it looked strained as she looked at Sirius. "And it begins….," she muttered.
"Hello Hermione dear, I was hoping to visit with you today." The woman was Harlem Jennings. She was twenty-three with bleach blonde hair and mile long legs. Hermione swore that if Harlem wasn't so busy chasing after men all the time, she could have been a supermodel.
"Harlem," Hermione greeted in a fake cheery voice, "how nice to see you."
Harlem, however, was not looking at Hermione. She was eyeing Sirius who was heaving the large box inside the cottage. "Yes, it's been way too long since we visited last."
"It's only been three days," Hermione informed her, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
Harlem finally looked back at her. "And that is just way too long. What have you been up to lately?" She asked, looking pointedly at Sirius as he reemerged from the cottage.
You mean how did I catch myself a man like him? Hermione wanted to say but instead settled for, "Oh you know, catching up with old friends."
Harlem cocked an eyebrow. "I assume that was fun."
"It was….enlightening. Oh Harlem," Hermione purred as she wrapped on arm possessively around Sirius' waist, "have you met Sirius?"
Harlem smiled and licked her lips. "I don't believe I have. Are you an old friend of Hermione's?"
Sirius smiled unsurely, looking at Hermione before answering. "You could say that."
Hermione grinned wickedly. "Actually, Sirius and I are more than friends," she purred. "Aren't we, love?" She said, smiling up at Sirius and leaning into him. He just looked at her suspiciously, wondering what she was up too.
Harlem seemed taken aback. "You two are dating?"
"Sort of," Hermione answered.
Harlem looked from one to the other. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well," Sirius started, glancing at Hermione, "Hermione and I were involved before."
"Before?" Harlem inquired. "Were you guys serious or anything?"
"Well, Sirina is my daughter if that tells you anything," Sirius informed her.
"So it's one big happy family now?" Harlem asked, clearly thinking that it was absurd that a man like Sirius would want to be involved with Hermione.
Sirius kissed Hermione's temple lovingly. "Yep, one big happy family."
Harlem rolled her eyes. "How….nice."
"Isn't it?" Hermione asked sweetly.
Harlem sneered and looked at her watch. "Look at the time. I have to get going."
"Come back soon," Hermione called after her.
Harlem looked from one to the other, a plot forming in her mind. She smiled evilly, "Oh, I will."
As she walked away, Harlem thoughts were filled with Sirius. She would have him, she told herself. He was too good for that bushy-haired freak. He was perfect for her though.
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"GEORGE WEASLEY! GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
George looked frantically at his twin as his sister's angry voice thundered up the stairs. "What did I do this time?" He whined.
Fred shrugged. "Who knows with her."
George looked timidly at his twin. "Do you think she knows?"
Fred shrugged. "She might, but there's nothing we can do about it."
"What do I do?"
"Deny everything!"
George hung his head in defeat and walked down the stairs to his glowering sister. "Yes Ginny dear?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.
Ginny glared at him, enjoying seeing him cower under her glower. "Care to tell me what you were doing a little bit ago in my room?"
George looked shocked. "How did you…?"
"Know?" Ginny finished for him. "Do you honestly think that I learnt nothing when we lived at the Burrow? You guys snuck into my room one too many times for me not to have learned a lesson about not putting wards up."
George looked a little uneasy as he answered, "I wasn't doing anything Ginny, I swear."
Ginny glared at him. "Why don't I believe you?"
"Because you like Fred better?" George offered innocently.
"Actually I like Bill or Charlie the most," Ginny said in all honesty.
George placed a hand on his chest as if he was offended. "I am hurt, Ginny. You're my favorite sister."
"I am your only sister," Ginny stated.
George shrugged. "Is that my fault?"
"Just go, and stay out of my room," Ginny said sternly.
George saluted her. "Yes, ma'am," he said before hurrying out of the room.
He rushed back up the landing to where his twin was waiting for him.
"Did she suspect anything?" Fred asked quickly.
"She knew I was in her room, but other than that, no," George told him.
"But she'll know it was us now," Fred said thoughtfully.
"So?" George asked. "When has that stopped us before?"
Fred smiled. "Good point. So is everything ready?"
"Ready and waiting."
"Perfect. I can't wait to see their faces."
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"Do you know what I hate about moving?" Sirius asked as he opened yet another box.
"What?" Hermione asked, looking up from the box she was currently sorting through.
"Unpacking."
Hermione smiled sympathetically at him. "I do too."
Sirius sat down the object he was currently unwrapping from newspaper and walked over to her. Taking her into his arms, he kissed the side of her neck. "You know, this would go a lot quicker if you'd just let me do a little bit of magic and then we could move on to," he paused as he lightly bit her earlobe, "more preferable things."
Hermione turned in his arms and smiled up at him. "What did you have in mind?"
Sirius grinned at her and caught her lips with his. She sighed and slightly parted her lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss. He nibbled on her lower lip, causing her to moan. "The same thing that brought Sirina into this world," he whispered against her lips.
Hermione pulled back and pushed against his chest. "I don't think so, Sirius Black. Unless you develop a way that you could carry the baby for nine months and go through the labor, we will not be having any more babies anytime soon."
Sirius gave her his best puppy eyes. "But Hermione…"
"No buts, Sirius, we aren't even married in case you haven't noticed. I need to know that you will be there before I allow myself to get pregnant again."
"I'm not going to leave, Hermione," Sirius said earnestly.
"Maybe not on your own accord, but things happen and sometimes we can't stop them."
"Like you leaving?" Sirius said bitterly.
Hermione nodded sadly. "Yes, like me leaving. Neither of us had the power to stop that; who's to say that it won't happen again."
"The veil isn't going to suck me back in anytime soon."
Hermione looked at him sadly. "It doesn't have to be the veil. Just because Voldemort's gone doesn't mean that there aren't still people out there that wants to see Harry brought down. We would be targeted by association."
"I will protect you," Sirius said, pulling her into his embrace once more.
Hermione buried her head into his chest as a few tears slipped from her eyes. "I need you to protect Sirina first. Whatever happens, protect her."
Sirius kissed the top of her head. "I will die before I let anything happen to either of you."
"Her first Sirius," Hermione reminded him, looking him straight in the eye. "If it comes down to me or her, save her."
Sirius chuckled. "Quit talking like we're going to die tomorrow."
"We can't predict the future, Sirius, we have to be careful. We have a daughter to look after now."
"I know."
"I just want to know that she's safe."
"She will be, trust me."
"I do, Sirius, I do."
Hermione smiled and kissed him lightly. "How about I go get us a slice of pie or something and we take a break?"
Sirius smiled. "That sounds terrific."
"Apple okay with you?"
"Apple's fine. You wouldn't happen to have ice cream, would you?"
Hermione chuckled. "Of course I have ice cream. What kind of home would this be without ice cream."
Sirius smiled like a two year old at Christmas. "What kind do you have?" he asked eagerly.
"Ben & Jerry's cookie dough and cherry garcia."
"How about cherry garcia," Sirius said. "Cherry and apple, two of the best flavors."
Hermione laughed. "I doubt you'll ever grow up."
"And you love me for it," Sirius teased.
Hermione looked back at him and smiled. "I'm afraid I always will."
Sirius grinned. "You make that sound like a bad thing."
Hermione chuckled. "Sometimes you make it seem like it is."
Sirius ran over to her and caught her in his arms. He quickly brought his lips down to capture hers in a searing kiss. He allowed his lips to leave hers to make a path down her throat. She bit her lips but that did not stop the moan from escaping her lips.
Sirius lifted her up and Hermione automatically wrapped her legs around his waist. The pie and ice cream was forgotten as Sirius made his way up the stairs with Hermione in his embrace. (A/N: There might just be some more baby Sirius' or Hermione's)
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"He has moved in with her my lord."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, my lord. Monomer saw them moving boxes into her...home."
"They could have been hers."
"No, my lord, they were his. They heard them talking to some muggle about it."
"That may present a problem."
"Do you wish for us to take him too?"
"No. I want only her."
"What of him, my lord?"
"He will remain alive. I want him to wonder whether she is dead or alive for the rest of his sorry existence."
"Are we still after the child too?"
"No. Most likely, she will leave the child in his care. It would be too risky to try to grab her too."
"When are we going to go through with the plan?"
"Tomorrow."
"Where, my lord?"
"When she leaves the bookstore, grab her. Make sure no one sees you."
"Yes, my lord."
"I will not excuse any failure. You fail, you will be punished."
"Yes, my lord, I understand. I will not fail."
"Take Monomer, Brinson, and Kinston with you."
"Yes my lord."
"Remember Wormtail, do not fail."
Wormtail bowed. "Yes, my lord."
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A/N: So know you guys know one of the evil speaking people. Have you figured out the other one yet? The lord? Some people have, I'll tell you that. Clue: look at his words and reread All My Yesterdays. The answer lies in it. Well, not really but… As for Harlem, I had to have a neighborhood slut. If any of you guys watch Desperate Housewives, I modeled her after Edie or however you spell it.
Okay, like I said before, I worked on this every spare minute I had just to get it to you guys quicker. Although I'm afraid my next update won't be for a while. I've been with my family that came in from different states this week and babysitting my baby cousin while our parents stayed at the hospital. But now the family has went back home and my gramps leg is getting taken off at the beginning of next week. So, I won't be home very much. At least I don't think I will. Who knows?
Anyways…. I found a trivia question for this chapter. Ready? Winner gets a free imaginary hammock to kick back and relax in.
Q: What was the most common invention of the 19th century?
Do you know the answer? Think hard and leave the answer in your review.
Just some useless knowledge for all you people in Great Britain:
In four separate instances between October 1987 and February 1988, small pink frogs rained down from the sky on to various parts of Great Britain. Scientists are still uncertain as to where these frogs originated, although some have traced them back to the Sahara desert.
I found that on the site where I get most of my questions. Interesting, huh? I thought it was anyways.
Next Chapter: Hermione will probably be taken. I'm not sure if I'm going to do it in the next chapter or not but most likely I will. Also, Ginny and Harry, I realized, will have to get married since I stated before (I think anyways) that they were getting married. So, should it be before or after Sirius and Hermione's wedding? If they live to get married that is…. :evil laugh:…. I said before that I might kill a major character. It won't be Sirius, he just came back from the dead so I'm not cruel enough to send him right back. What do you guys think? Maybe I'll kill Harlem….hmmm….the choices of who to kill off. Another question: I need some ideas on what George and Fred are planning. I honestly just put that in there for some more Fred and George action and now I have no idea what to have go off. Oh...grrr... And finally: do you guys want another child? That is, if one of them don't die. You guys tell me.
Okay, anyways…you know the drill…move your curser thing down and click that little box beside SUBMIT REVIEW…yes, that's the one. Please Review! By the way… this is one of the longest chapters I've ever done…8 whole pages!
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