DISCLAIMER: If I owned Harry Potter, a number of things would be different… a) Sirius would still be alive b) Peter Pettigrew would have been speared and roasted over a fire for what he did c) And someone with more brain capacity than a potato would be Minister of Magic.

A/N: Just a thought, but has anyone ever wondered what happened to Fluffy the three headed dog? Maybe I missed that part in the books, but I was just thinking about that.

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Chapter 19:

(Some light hearted fun before the big stuff…)

Hermione snuggled closer to Sirius, listening to his soft breathing as he slept peacefully beside her. She gazed out of the window at the full moon, shining down on them. Wait, full moon?

She shot out of the bed, waking Sirius up in the process, and stumbled over to the window. She heard the bed squeak as Sirius heaved himself up to follow her and see what the commotion was all about.

"Hermione," he asked softly, "are you okay?"

"I just realized, it's the full moon," she told him quietly.

"So?" He asked, totally clueless as to why she was reacting so weirdly to this bit of information.

"I haven't seen Remus since I came back," she added, turning to look at him.

He walked the rest of the way to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "He's on a mission for the Order at the moment. He should be back in a couple of days."

"I can't believe I forgot about him."

Sirius kissed her forehead lightly. "You've had a lot on your mind lately. It's understandable."

Hermione shook her head. "That's no excuse. When he comes back, I want to invite him to dinner."

Sirius smiled. "Alright love, whatever you want, but can we please go back to bed now?"

Hermione chuckled. "Afraid to lose your precious beauty sleep?"

"Have you ever tried to watch Sirina when you are dead on your feet?"

"Do you know how many times she woke up screaming bloody murder at two a.m. and me having to go to work the next day?" Hermione returned.

Sirius smirked. "Alright you win."

Hermione smiled at him and lightly kissed him. "You better believe it."

Sirius smiled mischievously, making Hermione wonder what he was planning, before viciously tickling her. She fell to the floor, laughing, and Sirius pinned her to the floor.

"Say it," Sirius urged.

"No!"

"Say it," Sirius repeated, tickling her sides unmercifully.

"Fine," Hermione gasped, "you win."

"And?"

"You are the most gorgeous man in the world."

Sirius smiled and kissed her. "You're right, I am," he said.

"Conceited much?" Hermione teased.

"You're the one that said it." He pointed out.

"Only after being tortured by you!"

"You love me and you know it."

Hermione sighed dramatically. "Such a pity I couldn't fall in love with Remus."

"What!" Sirius shouted.

Hermione laughed and Sirius growled. He lunged at her, changing into Padfoot, and licked her face unmercifully.

"Ugh! Sirius, get off!" Hermione demanded. "You have doggy breath!"

Sirius changed back and put on a face of hurt and crossed his arms, pouting like a two year old.

Hermione smiled teasingly. "I thought we already established that there should only be one child in the household."

"I am not pouting like a two year old," Sirius defended.

Hermione held in her laughter. "Of course you aren't honey."

She stood up and offered him her hand. He just looked at her with his bottom lip stuck out. "Are you coming to bed or not?"

He just sat there, still staring at her, clearly waiting for some incentive. Hermione smiled seductively. "If you come to bed like a good boy, I'll give you a reward."

Sirius smiled hopefully. "Reward? What kind?"

Hermione smirked and bent down to his ear, whispering all the things she would do. Sirius was instantly on his feet and flung her over his shoulder, carrying her quickly to the bed.

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Hermione checked the last book off the list. She had been doing inventory for the last hour and a half. It was not a fun job.

She made her way out into the store to find Ron leaning against the desk, staring around absentmindedly. She smiled as she watched him staring at a particular book about the Chudley Cannons. It was an updated book that told every fact about the team since it was first put together.

"Hello Ron," she greeted, bringing him out of his intense study of the book. "How are you?"

"Terrific. I just got off work and thought I'd come over and see you. How have you been?" Ron asked, smiling happily at her.

"Wonderful. Well, as fine as anyone could be after doing inventory."

Ron grimaced. "That sounds awfully boring."

Hermione smirked. "It is."

"So when do you get off?" Ron asked, glancing at his watch.

"In about five minutes actually. I have to run to the outskirts for a moment though. Would you like to go with me?"

"Sure, I'd love to. Why do you need to go there though?"

"I received a note from Sirius asking me to meet him there. He said he has something to show me," Hermione told him, frowning slightly.

"Really?" Ron asked, frowning also. "I just saw him about an hour ago and he didn't say anything about it."

"I don't know what he would want to show me there," Hermione shrugged.

"Maybe it's private," Ron offered. "Maybe I shouldn't go with you."

"No, no that's alright. He won't care."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. It's probably nothing."

"But then again, it could be something."

Hermione nodded. Then she smiled. "How's Luna?"

"She's as weird as ever," Ron joked. "But I still love her."

"You guys are cute together. I'd never of guessed you two though. It seems like a missed so much while I was gone," Hermione sighed.

"But you gained so much more," Ron offered sympathetically. "If you'd never of gone back, you would have never met Sirius and fell in love. Nor would you have Sirina."

Hermione smiled. "I wouldn't trade either of them for anything. I never thought I would ever be this happy. I guess the war just brought us all down."

"It's over now."

"Yes, it is. Though there are still some that were loyal to Voldemort out there."

"There will always be some power-hungry nutter out there Hermione," Ron informed her.

"I know," she muttered. "Oh look, it's time for me to go. Are you ready?"

"Whenever you are."

Together, they made their way through Diagon Alley to the outskirts where Hermione was supposed to meet Sirius. They talked about everyday life. Hermione told a laughing Ron about Sirius' outburst over the "killer kitty." Hermione chuckled over Ron's impression of his mum's latest go at the twins.

A few people stopped to talked to them on their way. Some were people that Hermione hadn't seen since she her 6th year. Some had changed so much that Ron had to tell her who they were. It amazed her how much everything changed over the time she was gone.

They finally made it to the spot where Sirius was supposed to be, but low and behold, he was not there. (Have you guys figured it out yet?) There was, however, a solitary hooded figure standing there.

Alarms rang in Hermione's head but before she could shout a warning, the figure drew his wand. A bright green light shot out from it, striking Ron in the chest.

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Snape ran down the halls of Hogwarts, his coal black robes billowing wildly behind him. Students jumped out of his way, aware of the urgency in his steps.

He called "Lemon drops" long before he reached the stone gargoyle and rushed up the spiraling stairs. He burst through the closed door, ignoring the incredulous looks he received from the Ministry officials chatting with Dumbledore.

"Severus?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Albus, we've got a problem."

Dumbledore hung his head. "I've been afraid this would happen."

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Hermione watched, horrified, as the lifeless body of her red-headed friend fell to the ground with a thud. She stood there, shocked, stuck to the spot.

She regained her bearings fast when she saw the figure closing in on her. She spun around, intending to make a run for it, when she ran into a second figure. A third appeared and they surrounded her.

She fought as much as she could against them, but they were too big and strong for her. In her panic, she forgot that she had a wand in her pocket. All of a sudden, robes shot out of one of the figure's wand, encircling her and holding her tight. Another figure held up his wand and Hermione watched terrified as a red light was sent at her. Then, everything was black.

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Sirius heard the loud 'crack' from the living room, the tell-tale sign of someone apparating. He laid Sirina down in her crib and made his way to the living room. "Hermione?" he called as he entered.

It was not Hermione.

"Sirius," Harry greeted sadly, not able to meet his godfather's eyes.

"Harry?" Sirius asked, concerned at the look on his godson's face. He walked over to him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Dumbledore just sent me a note," Harry told him numbly.

"A note? Did something happen?"

Harry nodded. "There's a meeting in an hour."

"What happened?" Sirius asked again. He was starting to get worried because Hermione should have been home by now.

"Um…," Harry seemed to have a hard time trying to say what he wanted to, "Hermione and Ron were walking to the outskirts for some reason when they were…they were…"

"They were what?" Sirius asked impatiently. He wanted to know what happened to her.

"Attacked."

"Attacked? By who? Are they alright?"

Harry had tears in his eyes when he met his godfather's gaze. "Ron's dead."

Sirius stepped back in shock, the awful truth hitting him hard. "Dead?" He choked. "And… Hermione?"

Harry bit his head. "We don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?" Sirius shouted.

"We can't find her," Harry sobbed.

Sirius wanted to break something. He looked at his godson who was visibly torn up about this. He lost one best friend and his other was missing.

Sirius grabbed his jacket off the back of the couch. He was not going to sit here and wait like a good dog for them to come back and tell them they found her…no, he would not think like that.

"Where are you going?" Harry called after him.

Sirius stopped at the door. "Watch Sirina for me."

"Where are you going?" Harry demanded again.

Sirius looked at him sadly. "I lost her once. I can't lose her again, not when I can do something about it."

Then he was gone.

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Decided to go on as an apology since I haven't updated in a while…..

Harry walked into the Black House, aka Order Headquarters, with Sirina in one arm and her bag filled with baby necessities on the other. Everyone turned inquiring eyes on him, looking from Sirina to him, asking the obvious question. Where was Sirius?

"Harry?" Dumbledore questioned, looking surprised. "Where's Sirius?"

Harry bit his lower lip, a nervous habit that he picked up during the war, and looked his mentor straight in the eyes. "He went to find her."

Dumbledore's eyes showed sadness. "I should have guessed as much. Poor guy, he lost her once, of course he wouldn't want to go through that again."

"Harry?" Ginny questioned, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Do you want me to take Sirina?"

Harry nodded and went to hand the little girl over. She had been quiet since Harry first picked her up, as if she could sense the dire situation. She held desperately onto Harry as Ginny tried to gently pry her from his arms. Sirina would have none of it though. Ginny sighed and backed off.

"Looks like she knows who her dad asked to watch over her," a gentle voice commented from the doorway.

Harry spun around and looked at the man. "What are you doing here?"

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A/N: Mwahahaha…evil place to leave off, I know. It should be obvious though. Ten points to whoever knows who the man is…. Sorry it took me so long to update. I knew what I wanted to happen, it just took me a while to figure out how I wanted it to happen. Hope you guys forgive me.

Okay PRIZES! Winners and their imaginary HP character are….

XxSacredDreamsxX-er…you didn't say so I'll give you Ron; Ivory Core- Lupin; Cinda- you didn't say either so I'll give you…Harry; nicccccccccccc- that's a lot of c's, you didn't say either so I'll send Neville or James your way; MoonyNZ- Sirius

Correct answer was: My all time here, Al Capone :Three Cheers for Al:

Oh, Spirit dear, since it's your birthday today, you can have Draco. You knew the answer anyway (though you should have cause I spent everyday in American History saying how he was my hero and I wanted to be just like him) I give you your imaginary Draco. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

My friend Blaze left yesterday for Ohio. She'll be gone for a whole month! sniff, sniff But before she went, she spent the weekend at my house. She was walking through this one room and a black snake slithered in front of her. She came screaming bloody murder to the kitchen going "Snake, there's a snake!" Of course, I thought she was joking but she wasn't. Now, my dad is TERRIFIED of snakes. He blew up our lawn mower to kill a snake before. This particular snake chose to curl up under a bed. I went and got a hoe for my dad to chop off it's head but no…he wasn't going to do that. He's like "Give me that 22!" Needless to say, Blaze and I did not stay in the house to watch him blow a hole in the floor. Spirit arrived just as my dad was killing it and got a good laugh out of it. She asked Blaze why she just didn't speak parsel tongue to it. It was funny afterwards cause even after it was dead, my dad took great pains to making sure it was dead by chopping it into itty bitty pieces. Oh, fun times in West Virginia. That's my funny story for the day.

New Trivia Question: Winners get a free imaginary pet (let's try this again shall we?) You have to specify what kind you want or I will give you whatever my crazy mind thinks up. Believe me, it can be bad!

Q: Where does the phrase "Often a bridesmaid but never a bride" come from?

Hmm…don't know if you'll know this one or not but Good Luck!

Start my new job soon so I probably won't have much time to update. I have to work 6-2. If you ever go through Sutton, stop at the Mainstreet Café (or at least I think that's what it's going to be called) and say hi. I'll be there till August.

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