Title: Little Spark of Madness
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, that belongs to JK Rowlings. I don't make any money from this either. I just do it for fun :) All original characters are my own, those would be the ones that you don't recognize from the books.
AN: So I wanted to thank everyone for the reviews. I really do love getting them :) I did notice a few are still reviewing about not liking how the world is treating Hermione (women in general), I just wanted to let you know that while Hermione is strong she is not all powerful nor will I make her that way. I don't like it when stories bring her in and she overhauls the entire world to make her the leader or she changes the entire wizarding world to fit her. It is not realistic. She will need to get through this, it won't magically disappear nor will the wizarding world suddenly change their ways and views. Also, she is a student, pretty sure the minister isn't going to listen about this when there is a war going on. In the books they are stuck in the past on a lot of things (women, werewolves, other creatures rights), being even further back in time will only make it worse. If this is bothersome for you, while I appreciate your reading my story, it won't change and you are not required to read it. I just figured that I would put this out there to give readers the choice on whether or not to continue.
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'She was wheelin' and dealin'/Just doin' her thing'.
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McGonagall Cottage
August 29th, 1976
Sitting at the desk in the den Hermione had a letter from Adrian Nott propped up in front of her as she wrote a response to him. Most of her free time now days was responding to correspondence from one of the men. She still remembered when she began receiving letters, she had asked her Aunt about it and was asked would she preferred writing to them or seeing them. Writing letters became easy after that.
Finishing her response she sealed the letter and walked it over to Harry's owl. Giving the bird a treat before sending him out the window to deliver her letter.
Glancing up at the clock she was waiting for Sirius to arrive. He had formally requested a date with her this morning before they headed back to school.
She frowned looking down at her outfit, she had been confused when he had sent her an outfit with the request. The bottoms were black pants that were a bit tighter than she would have liked, a grey long tank top that was shaped like a bell. It did help hide her chest and waist though with the high neckline. She didn't know what he expected for footwear but she had decided on a plain pair of black flats since everything else was black or grey.
She had left her hair down in its normal long curls and now she was just waiting. Harry came into the room with an apple in his hand, "Hey what's with the dark look?"
She looked up giving him a confused look, "I don't know. Sirius sent it when he asked me out tonight. Do you have any idea what he has planned? I love that I am finally not in a skirt, but they are really tight. I feel like I may need to cut them off later to get out of them."
Suddenly Harry's eyes narrowed as his hands dropped to his sides, "Sirius is taking you out tonight?"
Standing up as she looked at him confused, His demeanor didn't usually turn dark when she spoke about dates with Sirius. "Harry what is wrong?"
Scrunching up his face, "That bastard. He ditched James and I tonight we were supposed to go with him to…" Suddenly his face changed into an amused look as he looked at Hermione's outfit again and it clicked. "Oh your going to have a long and interesting night. Have fun. Oh and James is crashing here tonight so we will want to hear all about it."
She got up to follow Harry out of the room when there was a knock at the door. Sighing she walked over to the door to find Sirius in a pair of black denim trousers, t-shirt and leather jacket. His face broke out in a huge grin seeing her in the outfit he sent. "Your wearing it! I like the flats kind of keeps the good girl look."
Hermione blushed running her hands over the tight material covering her thighs, "Well you sent them and asked me to wear them so I did. You know I trust you, even if you got the pants a bit too small."
Shaking his head with a grin as he tore his eyes from her legs running his hand over the base of his neck, "No Love, they are perfect." Holding out his other arm with a black leather jacket that looked to be her size, "To finish the look."
She raised a brow but turned and let him put the jacket on her. If fit perfect at her waist and arms, her grey tank peeking out from under it covering half of her backside. Pulling her hair up and over the jacket she turned back to him waiting for his appraisal. "Well?"
He was silent for a moment as he took in her outfit, "Your beautiful, no matter what you are in. This though, this is my favorite." He grinned at her blush, "Come on!" He said excitedly taking her hand as she left the house.
Looking behind her as they left the house, "Where are we going?"
He called over his shoulder, "Reading!"
Snapping her head back to Sirius with a confused look, "We are going reading?"
He turned and Hermione couldn't help but smile at his excited face as they rushed down the entry all toward the street. His hair flying wildly around as if framed his face. Hermione lost her smile when she saw what was waiting for her though.
Digging her heels in and pulled back a bit, though not enough to break his grip on her wrist. "Sirius! No no no, I am not getting on that thing!"
He dropped his smile, as he turned to look at her. "Please? I cleaned her all up for you. I promise everything will be fun Love. She is perfect I promise."
Feeling her breath catch in her throat, as panic seeped into her. "Sirius no please."
Hearing the door open Hermione turned to see Harry coming towards them, "What is going on?" She looked at Harry who was clearly concerned about her position.
Sirius grinned and waved at Harry, "Hey Scut!"
"Harry please tell him I won't get on that thing! I hate flying! If I am flying someone better be in danger!" She was practically begging him.
Sirius stopped and looked at her wide eyed while Harry just looked at her amused. "What?"
Sirius put a hand on her shoulder," Love? What exactly do you mean by flying?" She could see the wheels spinning in his head, "She flys!? I get her to fly in the future? That is the best idea ever!" He turned and looked at the bike and started talking to himself about different spells and enchantments that might work.
Harry pulled Hermione into a side hug and put his head next to hers, "If she fly's, it is your fault in this time." He chuckled at her horrified expression.
Suddenly Sirius stopped and turned and looked at them, "Oh, this is going to be great. However, in the meantime we need to go Love. I don't want us to be late. You ask me why I like to dance, And you ask me why I like to sing so you'll just have to come with me and see." He just grinned at her as he danced around her.
Hermione looked over at Harry who was trying not to laugh hard. Looking back to Sirius she nodded, "Alright. Let's go reading. Although I don't think you are talking about my kind of reading."
He just chuckled and shook his head, "No Love. Reading in Berkshire. The place!"
He sat down on the bike and then looked at her expectantly as she stood next to him. Finally, after a moment she put a hand on his shoulder before throwing a leg over the back of the bike to sit behind him. She squirmed around for a moment to get comfortable before wrapping her arms around his waist. "Okay, I am ready."
Sirius was stiff by the time she had stopped wiggling behind him, her legs spread and wrapped around him from behind. He hadn't known what to expect having her ride with him, there had been about a thousand ideas that popped into his head about her being close, or the vibration of the bike. However the heat coming from her body pressing into him was a whole other thought.
Swallowing hard he kick started the bike and grinned at her from over his shoulder, "Hold on Love!"
He let out a boisterous laugh as she screamed at the take off gripping his waist and tucking her head into his back.
After an hour of riding with her body pressed against his, along with the vibrations Sirius was seriously regretting taking the bike at the moment. His pants were far too tight for his liking and between Hermione's heat and body pressed into him along with the vibrations of the bike he was in extreme discomfort.
He could have cried when he pulled into the parking and Hermione got off the bike. A cold feeling replacing the warmth that she had been providing. He sat there a moment as he calmed himself down while Hermione stretched out her legs and back from being on the bike for so long.
Finally getting up once he was sure he was fine and smiled at her. "Ready Love?" He wrapped an arm around her and started walking down the street towards a crowd of people.
Hermione started getting excited as she saw people jumping around and dancing in the streets around the arena. " Thames Arena?" She looked at Sirius, "What are we doing here?"
He grinned at her, "Tell me Love is AC/DC still good in the future?" He smiled and held up two tickets to the showing for their High Voltage Tour.
Hermione smiled and jumped up and down, before really looking at the crowd. "I thought you said their lyrics earlier when we were talking to Harry!"
He grinned and wrapped her in a hug twirling her around before slinging an arm over her shoulders as they walked into the arena.
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They had been dancing for hours when T.N.T. came on live and Hermione started jumping with Sirius and the crowd screaming out the lyrics with everyone else .
"Oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi
See me ride out of the sunset
On your color TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
Don't you start no fight
'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight
T.N.T. I'm a power load
T.N.T. watch me explode"
Sirius couldn't remove the smile from his face if he tried. His eyes were glued to Hermione, her long hair flowing around her, her flushed cheeks, the joy on her face as the songs played away.
"I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean
I'm a wanted man
Public enemy number one
Understand
So lock up your daughter
Lock up your wife
Lock up your back door
And run for your life
The man is back in town
Don't you mess me 'round"
At the end of the song Hermione grabbed Sirius' arm and dragged him to a stand to get water. They were both breathing heavily and he couldn't help but notice the sweat sheen covering her body. Her jacket removed and wrapped around her waist as she took her hair and wrapped it up into a high ponytail to get it off her neck.
She looked over to him and beamed a thousand watt smile at him, "Best date ever."
He just grinned at her shrugging his shoulders nonchalant, "Eh, no big deal right?"
Throwing her head back and laughing before pulling him close to her to kiss him on the cheek. Although she missed when someone bumped into her and she fell forward much faster and accidentally kissed him on the mouth.
They both stopped for a moment before she closed her eyes and smiled into the kiss, tucking her hand into his locks as he wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her flush against him. She could feel his hands on her waist, his fingertips gripping her tightly to him.
Their kiss escalated fairly quickly before Sirius broke the kiss and pulled back, "I shouldn't, I…" Swallowing he pulled back and pressed his forehead to hers, "I am sorry, I shouldn't have done that."
Catching her breath Hermione frowned, "Why? Why shouldn't you have?"
He swallowed closing his eyes, "I am not supposed to kiss you, other than on the hand while you are being courted by the others. It isn't fair to the others."
She leaned back looking at the ceiling, finally looking back to him she wondered what it would be like if she chose him. She really did think that they could be happy together. The fact that his father could still demand her from school if she chose him held her back though. There was also Lucius who she would have long talks with about potions and advancements. Sure Sirius was incredibly smart too, they could talk for hours on end about different topics. Heck, he was so close to finishing the Marauders map, that itself was an amazing piece of magic. His family scared her though, she didn't know what would happen with that.
Taking a breath she squeezed his arm and gave him a smile. "Sirius? What would your parents do if I…"
He gave her a small smile, "If you chose me?"
Nodding her head but she couldn't bring herself to answer out loud.
He sighed running a hand through his hair, "Don't accept me Hermione, not yet at least. I know you like Malfoy as well, it wouldn't be fair to you."
She didn't really know what to say so she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek that she'd meant to earlier before grabbing his hand and pulling him back onto the dance floor.
They both went back to dancing as Chipy just grinned and watched from her hidden spot. She could have stopped that kiss, but she just didn't want too.
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The room was dark as Hermione thrashed around in her bed. Her clothing from the concert thrown across the back of a chair haphazardly. She'd gotten home from the concert with Sirius a few hours back and had gone straight to bed.
Unfortunately for her nightmares began to plague her dreams.
More specifically memories of her past.
She was walking down a dark hall with Harry at her side. She turned and saw Neville, Luna and Ginny as well. They were in the Department of Mysteries looking for the prophecy that was for Harry.
Everything played out with how it had really happened until she saw Sirius battling with Bellatrix.
"Sirius no!" She yelled out, but it was no use as she watched Bellatrix fire the curse at Sirius.
Only this time before stumbling into the archway he turned and looked at her. "You didn't save me. This is your fault!"
She let out a scream watching him fade away. Suddenly someone was grabbing her and she couldn't move.
"Hermione! Stop! Hermione! Hermione Wake UP!"
Bolting upright in her bed she realized that she had been screaming in her sleep seeing Harry holding her tightly and their Aunt in the doorway with her wand out. Shaking she looked over and saw an alarmed James in the room staring at her as well.
Gripping her brother as her tears flowed freely, "He died Harry it was my fault." She was shaking as he rubbed her back, "Sirius, at the Dep...Department of...Mysteries. He looked at me after Bellat...Bellatrix got him. He said it was… my fault"
She broke down again as Harry pulled her tighter rubbing her back. "It won't happen this time Hermione. We are going to change it."
She hiccuped and fell asleep in his arms as he sighed before looking up at his Aunt and James. Their Aunt just nodded her head, she'd seen all the memories from the pensive, unlike James and the others. Glancing at James' ashen face he nodded for James to join them as Hermione curled up next to him.
"You okay James?"
James shakily laid behind Hermione as he shook his head, "I mean we know when we all died. And the basics. Peter from your time betrayed Lily and I, we know Sirius died in your 5th year, Remus and Peter in your 7th but you've never said how."
Harry glanced down at Hermione who was still flinching in her sleep, "We don't like to relive it. It was bad enough the first time. Hermione is getting really close to Sirius. It must be messing with her dreams." He smiled seeing James trying to calm her as well. "They have been fading you know."
When James looked up with a confused look Harry continued, "Our memories. I have issues remembering a lot of things. That is another reason we don't really talk about it."
"Fading? As in you are losing your memories?" James looked up horrified as Harry nodded.
"I know Hermione still hasn't taken back her memory of what happened when she was tortured. She has it in a vial somewhere. Technically all of our memories are in a vial somewhere. Dumbledore kept copies of them for further research."
James frowned, "That could be why. It is nearly impossible to make a copy. It is more splitting the memory. You need to take them all back." He looked at Harry's frown, "I know a lot are probably painful, especially what you told me about what happened to Hermione, but you will lose them forever if you don't. When you first talked to me you spoke about a girl with red hair. What was her name?"
Harry stopped as he thought about the girl, "She was my friends sister, she was not in my year though… We dated. I know she meant a lot to me, but"
James prodded him again, "Her name?"
Harry started to panic, how could he not remember her name, "I…"
James frowned and shook his head, "You need to take your memories back Harry. Hermione too. Her's just crashed through into her dreams and it terrified the whole house."
Harry just nodded, "I will talk to our Aunt in the morning. I don't think anyone thought this would happen."
A minute into the darkness James spoke softly, "Sirius will have a shit fit when he finds out Bella is the one who killed him by the way."
Harry just murmured, "Wait till he finds out he was there to protect Hermione and myself."
James just chuckled, "Did Sirius have a thing for her in the future too?"
Harry just whacked James upside the head before the two boys fell asleep nestled around Hermione to comfort her if she woke up again.
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AN: So I just wanted to say that the concert was actually real!
(Reading, UK (Thameside Arena) AC/DC High Voltage Tour, Aug. 29, 1976)