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: Sorry about the delay. I went to see the Phantom of the Opera musical at the Ohio Theater last night, and I didn't get a chance to post this. The show was amazing, beautiful, wonderful, etc… School has been keeping me busy, but I'm ready to go now!

Also, smoking is a yucky habit that I don't condone, but I thought it fit this character perfectly

Chapter 9- Nothing Else Matters

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Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Nothing Else Matters - Metallica

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Hermione fought waking up. She wanted to slip back into the blessed sleep she had been in for the last six hours. It was warm, peaceful and safe. She tried to move her leg, wanting to stretch and found that she couldn't. She suddenly became aware of the weight pressing against her entire side. Now that she thought about it, her face was also pressed against something warm, something…moving?

Hermione opened her eyes. All she saw was cloth. Adjusting her head slightly, she realized she had her face pressed in Sirius' chest. She looked up at his face and saw he was asleep, his mouth hanging open slightly as he breathed.

His arm was wrapped around her, holding her tight against him, their legs wrapped together. Hermione felt her face grow hot. Had she really slept like this with him all night? 'He will be so mad when he wakes up.' she thought to herself.

Shifting again, Hermione was able to get a better look at his face as she enjoyed being snuggled up against him.

The dark stubble on his chin showed he hadn't shaved in a day or two. Hermione found herself wondering what his rough skin would feel like against her skin. Knowing this could be her only chance to find out, Hermione raised her free hand up, and saw that she was trembling.

Biting her lip for courage, she gently touched his chin with her pointer finger, trailing down his skin just half an inch.

When Sirius didn't move, she relaxed slightly and brought the rest of her fingers down to touch him. His skin was warm, the small stubble tickled her skin, but the tickle in her stomach was more pleasant.

She let her hand drop slightly, running it softly down his neck as she lay there. She let her hand rest for a moment on his shoulder wandering how far to press her luck. She was afraid of what he would think when he woke up to find he was holding her, let alone if he caught her feeling him like this.

Suddenly Sirius issued a loud snore, his head dropping further down on the couch arm. Satisfied he was still asleep; Hermione continued to trail her hand down his arm. The muscles she found were powerful, she could feel them hard and warm against her hand.

She let her hand start to drift down his chest, feeling the fast beat of his heart against her trembling fingers. She smiled softly as her hand brushed across his nipple, wondering what it would feel like if the t-shirt were not between his skin and her hand.

Sirius stifled a groan when he felt her brush his nipple. He had been shocked when the feather like touches on his chin had woken him up and he realized what it was. When she continued to grow bolder with her touches, Sirius had to use all his self-control not to grab her and kiss her. Did the girl not know what she was doing to him?

But she had stopped on his arm, and Sirius knew she was afraid to continue on. He was enjoying the feeling too much for her to stop, so he quickly snored, which worked because she had continued on with her explorations. But if she didn't stop, he was going to have a bigger problem on his hands.

Hermione pressed her fingers against his chest, feeling the strength beneath her hand. She slowly looked up at his sleeping face again, to see his eyes open and looking at her.

"Good morning." he whispered, his voice still heavy with sleep.

Hermione smiled softly. "Good morning."

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"I really have to go back." Ron said, jumping out of bed and pulling his jeans on. "The honeymoon is over today and we are going home."

"But when will you be back?" Brenda whined, reaching for a cigarette. She lit it and took a puff, blowing smoke rings around the bed.

"I'll try to come back tonight, but I told you it's going to be harder now while we are living at home. I can't have anyone finding out about us." Ron said, pulling his sneakers on.

"I don't see why you just don't leave her. You can get an annulment, you don't even have to deal with a divorce. You've only been married a couple of days. Of course, I don't see why you married her at all." Brenda said, taking another puff.

"I told you, I had to. Everyone expected me to. And I couldn't hurt her by leaving her at the alter." Ron said, reaching down to kiss the blonde witch.

"You can hurt me instead." Brenda hissed. "Is that it? You're friends will never like me, I'll never fit in with your group, because they all love your little wife."

"Don't get catty Brenda. I'll figure something out, I promise." Ron said, sighing.

"Sure." she sneered, reaching for her second cigarette.

Ron leaned over and kissed her gently. "I promise, this will work out. I don't want to hurt you but I don't want to hurt her either."

"You should have let her go before the wedding then." Brenda replied.

"I told you, I couldn't hurt her." Ron said.

"You wouldn't have, trust me. I think you hurt her more by marring her." Brenda said, puffing away.

"It would have broke her heart, she loves me." Ron said.

Brenda laughed. "Loves you? Are you crazy? She doesn't love you anymore than you love her. Didn't you notice her dancing with that guy at the engagement party? She was gazing up at him with stars in her eyes. Trust me Ronnie dear, she's in love all right, but it isn't with you."

Ron raised his eyebrows. He had only seen Hermione dance with Harry. "The guy at the party?" he said.

"You know, your friend's dad." Brenda said.

"Harry's dad is dead." Ron said.

"Well so he isn't Harry's dad then. I don't know who he is. Tall, dark, sexy. He hangs out with Harry every time I see them." Brenda said, waving her hand in the air.

"SIRIUS?" Ron exclaimed, jumping up. "You are crazy, Hermione doesn't love Sirius."

"Sure. Whatever. Look, when are you coming back?" she said, letting the sheet drop to her waist as she completely sat up in bed.

Ron felt his mouth dry at the sight before him. "I'll try to come back tomorrow night." he said. "I will need to stay home tonight because Harry and Ginny will want to hang out."

"Sounds good love, until then." she blew him a kiss.

Ron smiled before stepping out into the hallway and leaving for the hotel.

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Ron looked around the empty hotel suite. She wasn't in the bathroom or the kitchen area, where else could she be?

Her clothes were still here, so Ron knew she hadn't gone home without him. Stepping behind the small bar, Ron noticed the empty bottles. Hermione had drank again? Was it possible she knew what he was really doing? A small amount of guilt stabbed Ron in the gut. He really didn't want to hurt her, he just wanted to be happy.

Where could she have gone? She wouldn't go to Ginny, because she wouldn't have wanted his family to know anything was messed up. That left Tonks.

Ron quickly changed his clothing, ran a brush through his messy hair, and left for Remus and Tonk's place.

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Hermione didn't know what to say as she looked up at Sirius. She didn't realize her hand was still pressing against his chest.

She didn't take the time to realize that even though he was awake now, his arm was still holding her tight. She didn't feel his heartbeat quicken under her hand.

She only saw those dark eyes, still sleep clouded staring down at her.

Sirius was aware of every part of her. Her breath warm on his chin as she looked up at him, her body soft and hot in his arms. He felt himself tighten, and was glad he was wearing sweatpants.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" a sudden voice screamed.

Hermione jumped in his arms, and Sirius sat up quickly, startled. At the same time, Remus and Tonks came flying into the living room.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Ron yelled, standing in the middle of the living room, his hands clutched in fists.

"Ron?" Hermione said, shaking her head in disbelief. She quickly untangled her legs from Sirius, and stood up. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you might be here, since you were not at home waiting for me." Ron sneered, his voice hard. He couldn't believe he just saw his wife entangled in another man's arms. 'It's no different than what you are doing' Ron thought to himself. But anger clouded his vision again. He wasn't going to be made a fool out of. Didn't she know how embarrassing this was for him? At least he was being discreet and hiding his relationship with Brenda.

"I didn't know I was supposed to wait on you while you ran around all night." Hermione said, her voice cool.

By now Sirius had stood up, his body shaking with a mix of anger and longing. He had wanted her to continue to touch him so bad, and he was furious with Ron, not only for interrupting, but for yelling at her like was.

Remus and Tonks quickly stepped up beside Sirius, watching the couple in front of them.

"I was at work Hermione." Ron said. "I didn't know you were going to go and warm up with the first male you could find."

"I wasn't Ron. I got drunk last night and passed out while we were talking. Nothing happened. I had only just woken up when you showed up screaming." Hermione insisted.

"I saw what I saw Hermione WEASLEY. You were in his arms, touching him. I heard all about how you two were dancing at our engagement party like a couple in love, but I didn't want to believe it." Ron said.

Sirius stepped forward, his mouth open. Remus put his hand on Sirius' arm, stopping him from moving in to the fight. Sirius looked over at his friend to see Remus shake his head.

Hermione's face turned bright red. "WHAT? We danced one dance. Which is more than I can say for you, since you spent most of the night MISSING."

Ron felt his own face flame with embarrassment, and felt another stab of guilt. "Look, I don't want to argue. I'm sure you are telling me the truth." he said calmly. "Let's just go home, okay?"

"Fine Ronald." she snapped.

Ron reached over and took her arm. "Sorry about that Remus." he said.

Remus nodded, but didn't say a word. Tonks had her lips set in a grim line. Sirius looked over to see Hermione staring back at him, an apologetic look on her face.

He forced himself to smile at her, and saw her relax slightly, smiling back. Ron apparated them out of the living room, and until she disappeared her eyes never left his.

As soon as they were gone, Sirius spun around on Remus. "Why didn't you let me get involved?" he growled.

"You would have made it worse Sirius. You don't want her to end up hating you. You have to let her fight her own battles with Ron." Remus said.

"I'm going to kill him. How dare he come in here and accuse her of having an affair and treat her like that when he just left his mistresses' house?" Sirius snapped, anger glowing bright in his dark eyes.

"Were you two touching?" Tonks asked softly.

Sirius spun around to look at her. "What difference does it make?"

"None, I just think it is sweet." she said grinning.

"Don't get any ideas. The girl was half asleep, she didn't know what she was doing." Sirius said, trying to convince himself more than Tonks.

"We need to go have our talk with Harry sooner than we thought." Remus said, breaking the subject up.

"Talk with Harry?" Sirius asked, turning back to his friend.

"We decided we need to tell Harry everything, he can handle Ron better than anyone else." Remus explained.

"Sounds good, I'm coming with you." Sirius said.

"As upset as you are, do you think it's a good idea?" Tonks asked.

"Harry is my godson, I want to be there." Sirius snapped, staring for the bathroom. He stopped and turned around. "Besides, I have to do everything I can for her. She deserves better."

He was half way up the stairs when he stopped again. "Oh, Remus?"

"Yes?" Remus replied.

"You should invest in some of the twin's No-Snore potion." he said, leaping up the remaining stairs for the shower.

Tonks sighed as Sirius left the room. She turned to her boyfriend, pulling him in for an embrace.

"I snore?" Remus asked her.

She buried her face in his chest. "Not really loud."