A/N: Sorry it's been so long! I've had a tough couple of weeks...I had a friend die in a motorcycle accident and my 1 yr. old niece just had laser surgery for a birthmark called a port wine stain ...it's a long story! Neways...I'm so sorry! And when I got ready to update tonight, I almost updated my other story instead of this one just because...I've been getting frustrated with this story...but I decided that I owed it to you guys! So here goes...

First I'd like to give a gigantic thanks to my idea-beta as I like to call her... MetaCapricorn, otherwise known as Caroline! I didn't want to go on with this story until I figured out EXACTLY how it was going to end... I ran several ideas by Caroline and she gave me her advice and finally we decided on an ending...now I must warn you all that it is a rather complicated ending, but that is too be expected if you want a time-turner that ends happily!

Other Thanks: Remusgrl01, MoonyNZ, Cami4, VictoriaM2006, Blinded One, FluffyPinkSlippers, Fictionair, BexyLou, EnchantingFreak, Morena-Forever

Chapter 19

A Weasley Christmas Part II

Hermione stood out near the small pond next to the Burrow the wind whipping around her chocolate locks. She shivered as tears trailed down her cheeks red from the cold. She glanced down at her watch... 2 minutes past midnight. She swallowed hard and forced back more tears. She was terrified at the confrontation that lay ahead of her.

She began working out all the explanations aloud.

"Kyle, I've missed you! No, that's not right. God, what can I say to him! I love him more than anything in the world. I don't care if he's Sirius! I don't care if he's going to have to leave me someday! I just care to love him and be loved by him now."

Nervously, she toyed with the locket round her neck. She choked up at the realization of the meaning that the locket held. Sirius had given it to her for Christmas in fifth year, and it was supposed to show your happiest moments.

"I just wish that he knew that!" she whispered as she glanced down towards the silver locket that lay in her hand. She opened to see her happiest momentit was showing her standing before the very lake she stood before now. She sucked in her breath as she saw Kyle/Sirius walk up behind her... well...the her in the locket.

She heard a loving whisper of "I do know Hermione."

She whipped around and gasped at his presence... the farthest thing from her mind was that he might have heard her little speech.

All other thoughts left her mind; the only thing that her body, mind, and soul cared about was getting to those arms and never leaving them.

She ran at him with a gaping smile upon her face and cried tears of joy all the while. She jumped into his arms and he held her with all the strength he had. Her face was buried into the crook of his neck and he could feel the hot tears flowing from her eyes, but all the while he could feel her smiling against him. He held her even tighter, if that was possible, unwilling to ever let her go.

Hermione was ecstatic. She could feel his every curve, but she needed more. She began placing soft quick kisses on his neck, desperate to feel her lips against his. She left a trail up his neck, along his jaw, to his lips. Their lips met in a kiss fiery and soft, passionate and endearing, and needy and hungry all at the same time. Their tongues battled in an endless war neither caring who won or lost, but just that it was happening here and now.

Against everything his body and mind were telling him, he pulled back—for his heart's sake. He needed her to know... to know everything.

"Hermione, I know."

"I know too, Kyle, I know." She replied, breathing heavily.

"No Hermione, you don't understand. I know... I know everything."

Her breathing started to slow and she pulled back a little further with confusion painted on her face.

"Kyle, what are you talking—"

"Don't call me that" he whispered, barely even audible.

Her confusion magnified, "What do you mean...Kyle..."

"I mean... call me by my name."

Hermione's eyes widened in both astonishment and fear. It couldn't be... could it?

"Kyle stop this...I don't know what you mean..."

"Damn it Hermione! Stop pretending! I told you...I know... I know everything!"

"No...No you don't. You can't!" She cried back at him. She collapsed down to her knees and sobbed in earnest.

Sirius fell to his knees along side her and gathered her shuddering form into his arms.

"Shh! Hermione! SSSh! It's okay. I know that you know who I am. It's okay, love. I know that I'm Harry's Godfather, and that he is the son of James and Lily. I know everything; you don't have to hide anything from me anymore." He whispered slowly into her ear.

She looked up into his dark, stormy eyes, with sorrow evident in her own.

"No. No, you don't." she whispered.

Again, she broke down into sobs, cried heavily into his chest.

"There's so much you don't know. So much happened, with you and James and Lily, so much you don't know. So much you can't know... that I don't want you to know! Merlin knows I love you! More than I can describe! But there is so much that happened, so much pain and tragedy. I want to tell you...I do! I want to tell you so that maybe you could change it! Change everything! But...but I can't! Because it would change everything... everything about our world!"

"Hermione, love, what are you talking about?" Kyle interrupted.

"I can't tell you. Just know that some very important things happened to you and your friends... things that changed the world as we knew it. I wish you could know it all, but you can't." She felt for the locket around her neck and removed it.

"Take this. It shows you the happiest memory you have. You gave it to me along time ago, and it's only right that I give it to you know. You'll need it."

She placed the locket round his neck and crushed her lips on his. When both came up for air, their eyes locked.

"I love you, Hermione."

"I love you too, Sirius."

They moved to kiss again, but we halted by the maniacal laughter of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Enough of the declarations of love... let's play!"

A/N: Ahhh! I know it was short! But it's better than nothing! Please, please, please review! And I need some feedback! I told you all that I was working at a camp during June and July, and I won't be able to write! Would you all rather me rush this story and try to end it, or just take a two month break? I had several people who requested both...so the outcome of this story depends on whether or not you review and give me your opinion! So...REVIEW!... please?