Word. Thischapter/chapters was written with the fabulous help of Katie, AKA Sirius-lover24. She is my best friend, in the whole world, and she just said thank you. Haha...

Hermione packed up her things, and tossed them in then ministry car that was going to take them to platform 9 ¾. Hermione couldn't wait to get out of the house. She was having mixed feelings about Sirius's behavior.

She was going to miss him, but she didn't know what to do in the situation.

"God!" she exclaimed to Ginny while moving luggage, "I'm so full of teen angst!"

Ginny snorted.

They were all about to leave. Harry, Ron and Hermione –very awkwardly- said goodbye to Sirius and everyone else who was staying behind. Ginny, Ron, Harry and Hermione got in the back seat, Hermione just sat down when a black, muddy dog bounded up on her lap just as she shut the door.

"Snuffles!" The entire back seat exclaimed. Sirius walked back and forth over them a few times before finding a comfortable seat between Ginny and Hermione. He licked her face a few times before drooling all over everyone else.

Tonks sighed in the front seat. "I guess you can come…" she crossed her legs comfortably beside Mr. Weasly.

The trip was long and uncomfortable, especially if you had a large black dog resting his head on your lap. A large black dog that you wrote endless amounts of smutty fan fiction about.

They got to Kings cross, went past the barrier, and loaded their things on the train. Hermione found herself being dragged off by Sirius; he obviously wanted to talk to her.

She followed him into some passageway; it was probably once a muggle bathroom. Sirius was transformed and was now leaning on the wall looking at Hermione. She smiled back at him…

"Hermione, I want to say this quickly," Sirius looked slightly uncomfortable. " I am flattered that you would want to write about me…"

He trailed off when Hermione was giggling and blushing profusely.

"Umm… I want to let you know, that it's not a big deal." Sirius grinned awkwardly.

Hermione smiled back, nodded OK and skipped off to the train. Sirius watched, amused.

The train ride was the same, except for one thing.

"So…" Ginny looked at Hermione. "Hat-way appened-hay with irius say?"

Hermione looked at Ginny.

"What the hell are you talking about?" she was so bewildered.

Ginny sighed, and began doing sign-language, her hands flying everywhere. Hermione was starting to get the point, but she wanted to embarrass Ginny in front of her brother and Harry.

"I still don't understand," Hermione smiled at Ginny, Ginny rolled her eyes and pulled Hermione out into the corridor.

"What were you doing with Sirius off in that private passage?" Ginny winked.

"Nothing!" Hermione said quickly, "He was just saying that me writing about him isn't a big deal,"

"Sure!" Ginny said loudly, "You were re-enacting chapter four, weren't you?"

"Shut up!" Hermione shouted. She glanced at the heads that were poking out of various compartments. "Besides, he probably has had little girls write smutty stories about him anyways…"

"Don't forget about the ridiculous amount of props that you needed to re-enact it anyways."

Hermione laughed and walked back into the compartment.

The train ride went on without any more disturbances. Except…

Draco Malfoy strolled into their compartment, with a smug look on his face. He sneered at Hermione.

"So Granger, write any good… stories lately?" He seemed very pleased with himself.

"How…" Hermione stared at him, "How do you have a computer and why are you looking through smutty stories, Malfoy?"

'That git, he wasn't expecting that at all, what a fucking asshole!' She watched him turned red.

Draco walked out of the compartment, his robes billowed behind him, they caught in the door, and he tried to pull himself free when…

RIPPPPP!

Draco had magically lost everything from the waist down. His face went even redder than Ron's hair.

That was the day that everyone discovered that Draco went commando. Hermione had to admit; even she was impressed at his size.

She didn't see what had happen to him afterwards, because she was doubled over with laughter. The whole train seemed to have soiled themselves.

After about 20 minutes, they sat without disturbance, with the train windows opened, due to the stench.

Until…

"What the hell?" Ron was cursing at a owl that had swooped in the opened window, carrying a letter.

Ron grabbed the letter and looked at the front. "Hermione, it's for you…" He handed the letter to a bewildered Hermione.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO! CLIFFY! I'll might write another chapter tonight due to the fact that sirius-lover24 likes my story, ALOT! BecauseI am awesome.

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