Author's Note: Hey y'all. I don't know what I'm going to put in this chapter really. I'll find it out though. You'll see! AND PLEASE REVIEW. I LOVE REVIEWS. I REALLY DO. I've only got TWO REVIEWS. It's kind of sad. Eh well. I hadn't figured I'd be a good writer anywho. Today I realized the nastiest thing. You could do some serious beastality fanfics with Sirius. EW. I'm not going to do one of course. I don't roll that way.

Sirius was searching the house for Hermione. He was enjoying the fact that he was sixteen again because he was able to do more things.

"Sirius?" called out a girls voice.

"Hermione? I was just looking for you," said Sirius, turning.

"No, silly, it isn't Hermione. It's Ginny."

"Oh. Sorry. To what do I owe the pleasure of you seeking me out?" asked Sirius with a seductive tone of voice.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping for your school stuff with Harry and I," replied the fiery-haired girl.

"Is Hermione going to go?" asked Sirius, eagerly.

"If you want her to," answered Ginny, suspiciously.

"I'll go get her then and we'll be off," said Sirius, turning away to continue looking for Hermione.

Ron had chosen to talk to Hermione to see if she wanted to get back together with him. He was with Lavender again but he had liked Hermione more and would be willing to break up with Lavender for her. Hermione was in the kitchen, washing dishes when Ron walked up to her and grabbed her around the waist. At first, Hermione thought it was Sirius being flirtatious like normal so she sighed and continued on.

"Hermione, would you be willing to become my girlfriend again?" asked Ron. Hermione whipped around and looked at him with an eyebrow raised which Ron stupidly took as a sign that she had forgiven him and therefore kissed her. Ron was probably the most idiotic sort of guys around. He was nervous, insecure and to put it bluntly, a horny bastard. Hermione could have screamed. He had her in a lip-lock of death. Ron had never been a good kisser and now he was kissing her with full force and it was just an all around painful experience. It had been at that moment Sirius had looked in the kitchen to look for Hermione. His eyes opened wide at the sight in front of him. Ron and Hermione were kissing. Sirius felt a stab of jealousy surge throughout his body. He walked away from the room to find Harry.

Harry was sitting in the study with Ginny when Sirius walked in. He looked hurt and angry.

"What's up?" asked Harry, concerned.

"Hmm? Oh. Nothing," replied Sirius, looking faraway. Harry wasn't satisfied with his godfather's reply but decided to ignore it.

"So where's Hermione?" asked Ginny.

"I– She isn't going. She wants to do it on her own I guess," replied Sirius, quickly.

"Oh, alright then. Lets find Remus then. He's supposed to take us," explained Ginny. Sirius nodded and turned out the door and began to call for his old friend.

"Hold on!" came a muffled reply.

"Ron you are really stupid! Could you get the hell off me now?" yelled Hermione. Ron looked at her with his ears turning a dark shade of red.

"I thought you loved me, Hermione," growled Ron.

"I did. I loved you. You obviously didn't love me back!"

"I loved you! I loved Lavender as well. You can't blame me!"

"What is your problem, Ronald Weasley?"

"I haven't got one. You have!" exclaimed Ron. Hermione screamed out of frustration and stomped away and up the stairs. Hermione called out for Ginny then Harry and finally Sirius. No one was around. She screamed again, now out of anger and frustration. She ran off into her room which was upstairs on the second floor of Grimmauld Place. She threw herself on her bed and with a few wand waves had her favourite muggle contraption in her hands. It was called an iPod. She plugged it into her ears and clicked the "shuffle" selection. She rolled over and began to quietly sing to her music.

Sirius growled as Remus took his hand to help him disapparate back to Grimmauld Place.

"You know, Moony, I know how to apparate. I've got a license," Sirius snapped.

"Don't take that tone with me, young man," teased Remus.

"Oh, shut it! You're just jealous that you're old and I'm young."

"We're going to apparate now, little boy, hold on!" said Remus, slowly, pronouncing each word nice and long. Sirius was about to say something but instead he felt the strange sensation of being pushed through a tight tube. He snickered as a perverted thought flew through his head. As he landed on the floor Remus disappeared to take everyone else. Sirius got up and began to walk. He heard music and beautiful singing coming from upstairs. He walked up the stairs and followed the sound to Hermione's room. She apparently was singing her heart out to a song.

"Can anybody find me somebody to love? Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?" sang Hermione. Sirius picked that moment to
walk into the room. Hermione turned and turned bright red.

"I– er– I didn't know you were here," stuttered Hermione.

"I just got here," said Sirius, calmly, "You're a very good singer."

"Bella, I want you to kill Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley," smiled Voldemort.

"Those two? The mudblood and the blood traitor? That's it? In return for Lucius getting to kill my cousin! I have to kill them?" spat Bellatrix.

"Excuse me?" roared Voldemort.

"I'm sorry, Dark Lord. Forgive me. I let my anger take over. Forgive me," stammered Bellatrix, bowing down.

"You are forgiven, Bella my dear. You are always forgiven and the only forgiven one," whispered Voldemort, "You are my only weakness, my dear."

"You are my only weakness as well, my dear lord," whispered Bella.