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Hermione only had one more chapter to go and she was scheduled to leave for Hogwarts the day after tomorrow. So far, no one but Ginny had seen her story.

Ginny loved the story; she couldn't get enough of it. She would giggle at all the parts that Hermione found embarrassing, so Hermione was never there when she read it.

Hermione and Ginny were making there way downstairs to eat dinner. Sirius was helping Mrs. Weasly with the food, and he was still wearing the pink apron. Sirius was just finishing up singing the song old man river when Hermione and Ginny came in the room. Sirius grinned at them; Hermione could feel the blood rushing to her face.

They sat down and everyone else joined them.

"All right, I want everyone to eat a big meal; you have to get your strength up for Sunday." Said Mrs. Weasly as she plopped potatoes on everyone's plate.

"Mum, we have two days till we leave; I don't know why you always get like this…" Ron whined.

"I guess it's because I'll miss you boys…"

Hermione looked around. Everyone was talking to each other, a typical Weasly thing to do. The kitchen was alive with conversation and Hermione looked at Sirius.

'I shouldn't be doing this…' she thought. 'He's a gazillion years older than me…' Sirius looked at Hermione and winked. Hermione tried to conceal her red face by smiling, and sinking in her chair.

Sirius watched the younger girl sink under the table. He had noticed her acting strangely around him, but he chose to ignore it. Now, he thought, things seem to be getting worse. Where did this girl get these ideas? Then he remembered something,

'Hermione is eighteen now…' he thought, 'but she's still one of Harry's friends. If Harry had ever found out that I was thinking these thoughts, he would never trust me again.'

"So Sirius, you've never told us what you're going to do once they clear your name!"

Lupin had turned to Sirius and began interrogating him. Sirius laughed at his dumb question, but he had no idea what he was going to do.

"I think I might do some odd jobs, you know, maybe start writing?"

Hermione returned to her room, she turned on her laptop, and began to write. She would finally finish the story, to the delight of all her readers.

She opened word, and began.

Sirius entered the doorway, she was dressed in nothing but his boxers, and Hermione squirmed when she saw him.

"I hope you don't mind, I was having a hard time sleeping…" Sirius crawled onto the bed with her, he looked at her and-

"Hermione, have you seen my prefect's badge?"

Ron had appeared at the doorway; Hermione shut her laptop quickly and shook her head. He left and began shouting for Fred and George.

"So," Sirius turned to Hermione, "what do you have on underneath all those covers eh?"

Hermione giggled at him.

"If you really must know, why don't you take a peek?"

Sirius lifted up the covers a bit.

"Well, well, well, aren't we a naughty-

"How far along are you?" Ginny had walked into her room.

"Jesus, you scared me!" Hermione clutched her chest. Ginny sat down next to her. "I'm pulling an all nighter, so if you want to stay up…"

"Nah, I'll go to sleep…" Ginny crawled into her bed and sighed. Hermione ignored her and continued to write.

It was 1:00 in the morning, Hermione had fell asleep with her computer on her lap, Ginny was curled up into a ball on her bed.

The door creaked open, and Sirius poked his head inside. He needed to get something from one of the shelves, it was extremely important. Sirius crept over to the shelf, and looked down at Hermione.

Hermione was fast asleep; the light from her computer was reflected on her face. She looked so peaceful, even with the small amount of drool coming down her face. Sirius looked down at the computer.

He was too curious; he had to know what had kept Hermione up for so long. Sirius had used a computer before, during his days of hiding before he met Harry, Ron and Hermione he had played around on muggle computers, he got the basic twist of it.

Sirius moved the mouse, and looked at what Hermione was typing. His hand went to his mouth, and Sirius felt a little sick, yet found the situation hilarious. He glanced at Hermione, and continued to read, sometimes having to stifle his giggles.

Sirius had lost track of time. He had not realized that he was reading Hermione's story for two hours.

Hermione woke up, she didn't open her eyes, but she smiled. She was having a wonderful dream, and she decided to add it to her story. She opened her eyes and sat up. What she saw was enough to make her faint.

Sirius was looking at her computer.

Hermione gasped. Sirius jumped. He looked at Hermione nervously, put the laptop on the ground, and walked quickly out of the room.

Hermione heard a snort. She looked over at Ginny, and saw her face buried in pillows, shaking with violent laughter.

"It's not funny if you're the one that wrote the story, Ginny."

"He- he was reading it the- the WHOLE TIME!" Ginny could barely control herself.

Hermione sighed and lay down on her sleeping bag.

"Poor guy, he must be so embarrassed."

In fact, Sirius wasn't embarrassed at all. For some reason –he had no idea why- he was pleased. In fact, extremely happy! He even did a little skip in the hallway, and knocked over one of his mother's precious vases.