Anything But Mine

Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own anything in the Harry Potter universe. The only thing that belongs to me is the idea and Brenda. This is for entertainment purposes only.

Summary: SBHG. Sirius has fallen for her. The only problem is that she married someone else. I just don't see how you could ever be anything but mine.

A/N: All places mentioned as travel spots in this chapter don't exist!

Chapter 7- Collide

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I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find
You and I collide

Collide by Howie Day

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Hermione felt someone in the room before she even opened her eyes. Quickly she sat up, to find Ron staring at her from the chair beside the bathroom door. Wiping grit from her eyes, she tried to smile at him as woke up.

An instant rush of nausea had her running for the bathroom instead. She knelt down and let her body rid itself of the excess alcohol.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked, leaning against the doorway of the bathroom. He was wearing black slacks and a green sweater, his red hair was tousled.

"Fine." she muttered, wiping at her nose with the back of her hand.

"Did you get drunk last night?" Ron asked.

"I had to have something to do on my wedding night." she snapped, standing up to wash her mouth out.

"I'm really sorry 'Mione. I didn't mean to skip out on our wedding night. Fred needed me." Ron said.

"It's fine." she muttered, washing her hands.

"You are mad." Ron stated.

"Why would I be mad?" Hermione asked. "It was just my wedding night, no big deal, right?"

A smile broke out on Ron's face. "Merlin Hermione, I thought you were really mad at me for a moment." he replied. "Don't tease me like that."

Hermione gapped at him in disbelief. "I'm taking a shower." she said, slamming the door on his smile.

As she stepped into the hot water, Hermione thought about their conversation. Was Ron that stupid? To think she wasn't mad? She shook her head. What were they going to do? They were going to have to reach some kind of agreement since they were married.

Quickly finishing her shower, Hermione dried her hair and ran a brush through it. Grabbing a black skirt and white blouse, she dressed and stepped out of the bathroom. Ron was resting on the bed reading the newspaper. He grinned when she came out.

"It's time for the fun to begin 'Mione. I have our day all planned out. First we will go to The Siegfried Museum of Wizard Art. They have an excellent deli around the corner we can eat at. Then, I thought we could check out the Tower of Sammy. Harry says it's beautiful this time of the year. Maybe we could take a ride…What?" Ron finally asked, noticing her standing in the doorway, arms crossed.

Hermione through her hands up in the air. "What are you doing?"

"Planning our honeymoon." Ron said.

"Our honeymoon started last night Ronald. You decided to not show up." she said.

"I was here." Ron replied. "I just had to leave. It was important Hermione."

"I'm sure she was." Hermione muttered.

"What did you say?" Ron asked.

"Nothing. Let's go." she said, grabbing her jacket.

Ron shrugged. 'Women. Who knows what they are thinking.' he said to himself, following her out the door.

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"What did you order?" Hermione asked Ron.

"The special, whatever it is." Ron replied.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "As long as it's food, right?"

"Exactly." Ron replied. "It takes a lot to mess up my appetite."

She began to giggle. "Like howlers?"

Ron's nose crinkled. "Nobody will ever let me forget that, will they?"

"Never." she replied, watching him laugh. They had gone to the museum as planned, and she had really enjoyed herself.

Once she had relaxed some, her and Ron had fun. They joked and talked like always. But that is what bothered her, they were acting like friends. Not once all day did Ron take her hand, or kiss her. They certainly weren't acting as newlyweds should be.

"Whatcha thinking' about?" Ron asked, his mouth full.

"Marriage." she replied honestly.

Ron swallowed his food. "What about it?"

"Nothing in particular. Just wondering if this is how it is supposed to feel." she said.

"Of course. We are both happy, and well fed. We still have the Tower of Sammy to visit, hurry up and eat!" he replied, digging back into his meal.

Hermione smiled lightly at him, pushing her food around as he shoveled his down.

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"Any ideas?" Remus asked, staring at Sirius.

"Yeah. We should stay out of it and let them lead their own lives." he replied.

"You don't mean that Sirius." Tonks said.

Sirius shot her a dirty look, but didn't reply.

"You didn't see her last night. She was devastated. You would be to if your husband left you on your wedding night to work."

"He left?" Sirius exclaimed, spinning around.

"I told you that.." Tonks trailed off, noticing the murderous look in her cousin's eyes.

"You said Hermione showed up here drunk and crying, you didn't say it was because Ron left her." he thundered. "Where the hell did he go?"

"He told her he went to work." Tonks whispered.

"Sirius calm down." Remus said, laying a hand on his friend's shoulder.

Sirius shrugged him off. "He went off to meet his mistress on his wedding night? That must have destroyed her. How could he…."

"You should have told her." Remus interrupted.

"That is all you have said to me for three weeks now. I am tired of hearing it." Sirius said, slumping in his chair.

"It's the truth though." Tonks whispered.

Sirius looked up at her through his hands. "Not you too.."

"She's married to someone who is cheating on her. On her wedding night. She has only kissed the boy a couple of times, and they probably won't be able to have sex." Tonks said. "What kind of marriage is that? Hermione deserves to be…"

"She deserves to be treated with respect, to be cherished, to be adored." Sirius finished. "She deserves to have someone that will read with her for hours, go on long walks, rub her back when she's tired. She deserves someone who will cook her dinner and clean it up as well. Someone who…."

"Not Ron." Remus interrupted. "None of those things are Ron." he looked his friend in the eyes. "But they are you."

"Drop it. I'm not discussing this with you anymore." Sirius snapped.

"What about Ron?" Tonks asked.

Sirius felt the anger that had been calming down flair back up. "Keep him away from me because I'm going to kill him the next time I see him." he said, without a trace of humor in his voice.

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Hermione flopped down on the edge of the bed, fighting the burning sensation in her eyes, and the empty feeling in her chest. "You are joking, right?" she asked.

"I'm really sorry. We spent all day together 'Mione. It's not a big deal." Ron said, his hands in his back pockets.

"Why?" she asked, her voice low.

"Because the accounts can't wait." he replied.

"Can't wait? Can't wait?" she yelled, jumping up. "We only took a TWO DAY holiday Ronald. Those stupid accounts couldn't wait TWO DAYS? Do you not care about me at all? Love is too much to ask for, but this is our HONEYMOON, we should be together. What am I not getting here?"

"Don't yell Hermione." Ron said, his voice sounding annoyed. "Damn, what do you want from me? I spent all day with you when I could have been with…." his face became red. " uuhh…..the accounts."

Hermione raised her eyebrow. "The accounts?"

"Yes, going over the accounts." he stammered.

"Go." she said softly.

"What?" he asked.

"Go, get the hell out. NOW!" she pointed at the door.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked, backing towards the door.

"I mean go to your precious ACCOUNTS. You are already late I'm sure."

"Hermione..I…"

"GO Ronald, just go." she muttered, walking in the bathroom and slamming the door shut.

Ron looked at the door and then looked at the clock. He really was late. Checking the bathroom door one more time, he bit his lip. Shrugging, he left, closing the door to the suite behind him.

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Hermione waited till she heard the door shut before opening the bathroom door. She sniffled as she wiped the tears off of her cheeks. "Accounts…" she muttered. This is what she got. A loveless marriage to someone who was her friend. Her husband of less than 48 hours was already sneaking off to meet his accounts.

Sighing, she fixed her blouse and skirt, and began to look around her hotel suite. Since she was here alone, she might as well entertain herself.

Hermione quickly found the wet bar, mixing herself up a drink. Still trying not to cry, she sat down on the floor behind the bar.

Three drinks later, Hermione was feeling no better. Her head spun from the alcohol, and her heart hurt like hell from Ron.

The tears couldn't be held of any longer. She began to cry, sobbing hard. She didn't want to be alone. She could solve all kinds of problems, but she couldn't fix her own problems, and the alcohol wasn't helping.

Even though she knew she was in no condition for it, Hermione apparated, she couldn't be alone.

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"Hermione!" Remus cried, jumping up to catch her just as she fell to his floor. Holding her in his arms, he quickly felt the front of his shirt get wet.

"What is going on?" Sirius and Tonks asked, rushing into the kitchen together, only to find Remus on the floor, holding a hysterical Hermione.

"Oh my god, what happened?" Tonks said, kneeling down beside her.

Remus held the girl close, running his hand through her hair. "I don't know. She just apparated in and fell down." he looked up at Sirius.

The look on his best friend's face hurt him more than the sobbing girl in his arms. Sirius looked devastated, he looked sick. It was in that moment that Remus realized the depth of the emotions Sirius felt for Hermione.

A shaking on his shoulder drew his attention back to the girl. Tonks was patting her hand and whispering to her as Remus held her. Sirius stood in the back of the kitchen, his hands at his side and a helpless expression on his face.

"What is it baby?" Tonks was asking her.

A mumbling sound came from his chest, but Remus couldn't understand what she said. Pulling her slightly away from him, Remus looked at her face. "I couldn't hear you sweetheart, what's going on."

Clutching on to his arm, Hermione tried to stop sobbing. "He……left….accounts…..girl…."

Remus saw the anger flash in Tonks face briefly, but Sirius had turned a deep red, his eyes clouded over, and his fists clenched.

"He left again for the night!" Tonks asked Hermione, the disbelief clear in her voice.

"Accounts.." Hermione mumbled.

Remus slowly pulled the girl to her feet. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, the tears finally beginning to stop. She was shaking through, and wrapped her arms around herself.

"It's too cold to be wearing just that..." Sirius said, the first thing he had said since she showed up. Walking up to her, he slipped out of his black over shirt, wrapping it around her shoulders.

Hermione looked up at him. "Thank you." she said softly pulling it tighter around her body.

"I'm going to go get you a calming potion." Remus said, brushing a stray curl off of her forehead. "Tonks, I don't know where they are at, come help me look. Sirius, will you keep an eye on Hermione?"

Remus turned and pulled out of the kitchen before he could see the glare on Sirius' face.

"I'm sorry." he heard Hermione whisper.

Sirius turned to her . "For what?"

"For messing up your night. For imposing on the three of you. For falling apart. For being weak." she said, beginning to cry again, plopping down on the kitchen floor in a small heap.

Sirius stared at her for a moment, feeling his heart rip in two. Her small shoulders shook as she cried, her face red.

Before he could talk himself out of it, Sirius sat down beside her, reaching out and putting his arm on her shoulders, drawing her body close to his, pulling her against him. He felt her heart beating against his skin, felt his t-shirt grow wet with her tears, felt every breath she took move her chest up and down.

For the first time in his life, Sirius felt complete. He felt like the missing puzzle piece had finally been found.

Grasping her as tight as he could, he ran his hand down her back, making soothing noises in her ear. "It will be okay…I promise….It will all be okay…"

Before long, Sirius felt her breathing even out. He looked down to see her eyes closed. Her face was pressed up against his chest, her hand clutching his shirt.

"I found the…." Remus started to say, entering the kitchen.

Sirius raised his free hand up to his lips. "sssshhh… she's asleep." he whispered.

Remus stumbled in the doorway, looking at the scene before him.

"Don't you say a word." Sirius growled, before Remus could open his mouth.

"I wasn't. Let's put her to bed. She shouldn't be at that hotel alone." Remus said.

"I'll get her." Tonks said, stepping around him.

Sirius held his hand up. "I'll carry her up there, just tell me which room." Wrapping both of his arms around her, Sirius gently stood up, carrying her up with him. Cradling her like a baby, he followed Tonks up the steps.

Hermione shifted in her sleep, snuggling closer to his chest. Tonks smiled as she opened the door to the guest room. "Do you think she should be left alone?" she asked as Sirius laid Hermione down on the bed. "Maybe someone should stay with her tonight.

Sirius stepped out into the hallway and shot Tonks a dirty look. "Shut the door." he said.

Tonks did as he asked, following him back to the kitchen, where Remus was leaning up against the counter and staring into space.

"What are you thinking about?" Sirius asked.

"Ron." Remus replied. "This is going to stop. I will not have her torn apart like that. Hermione is one of the strongest people I have ever met, I won't have that boy turn her into a mess."

"She won't let us get involved. You know that Remus." Tonks said. "She is probably viewing this whole thing as a failure on her part."

"That's bullshit!" Sirius snapped.

Tonks turned to him. "You and I know that, but Hermione doesn't. All she can see is that it her marriage is failing right away. To her it's a failure on her part."

"We will talk about it tomorrow. We all need sleep." Remus said, noticing the mood Sirius was in.

"Your right. Keep an eye on her tonight. I am going to go home." Sirius said.

"Sirius?" Tonks said.

He turned. "Yes."

"Thank you." she said.

"For what?" Sirius asked.

"For holding her." Tonks said.

"Remus held her too." Sirius replied.

"Remus comforted her. You held her. You let her fall asleep on you. You showed her what love could feel like."

"She doesn't love me. She doesn't see me as more than a friend." Sirius mumbled.

"You are her star." Tonks whispered, slipping out of the room.

Before Remus could jump in, Sirius apparated home.

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