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Chapter 4 – Sirius

Good morning!

Ugh! It's too early to be up.

It's seven thirty.

Your point being?

Lol

Hermione was sitting on her own in the common room waiting for Harry and Ron. Wildspirit obviously wasn't a morning person.

It's a Saturday and it's unnatural. The only reason I'm getting up is…to get all my homework done.

Hermione glanced at the picture of him and giggled. He was blushing. His black hair fell over his eyes with a casual elegance that made him look even more handsome. The red tint in his cheeks accented the fine bones and nobility that Hermione often classed Sirius as having.

You look cute when you blu…I did not just write that! Look what you do to me!

It's better than what I was going to write. Ok, I suck at this, I have no homework; I am only up to talk to you.

Hermione saw that he had covered his face so that she couldn't see him.

That's cheating. Two can play at that game.

She lent over so her hair obscured all of her face.

Loser! That gives me a better view!

How? OMG, you are such a pervert! Btw thanks for the "compliment". Brb

Hermione saw Harry and Ron coming down the stairs. They both stopped on the bottom step and glanced at the diary on the table in front of Hermione.

"Well, well. Look what the books dragged in! Yet another diary entry," Ron said. Harry just laughed at the "joke" and this upset Hermione even more than the joke. She had taken years of "jokes" from Ron mostly but Harry too. Each time she felt herself becoming more sensitive to them and this was the breaking point.

"Shut up, both of you! Just because you can't be bothered to write anything more than you have to, doesn't mean that you can make fun of me!" Hermione screeched at the top of her voice.

"'Mione, look it was just a…" Harry started.

"Don't you tell me it was just a joke. It has never been "just" a joke, not since first year. Well I'm sick of it! Can't you just leave me alone!" Hermione then ran out of the portrait hole. As she left she heard Ron mutter something about PMT but ignored it. She was making her way to the great hall when a familiar voice called her name.

"Hermione?" Sirius queried. "Are you ok?"

"Huh?" It was only then that Hermione realised that she was crying. "Oh, yes, Sirius, I'm fine. Oh, next time you see Harry can you please tell him that he's stupid and needs to learn how to treat his friends."

"I might soften the blow, but yea, I'll tell him. Hey, what's that?" Sirius asked pointing to the diary.

"Oh it's a…well a diary," Hermione answered glancing down at the object in question.

"Can I see it?" Sirius asked giving her the ultimate puppy eyes.

"Umm, sorry I would (mainly because of the eyes) but it's kind of personal, you know?"

"Oh, yea, yea sure." Sirius shifted his weight nervously and avoided eye contact with Hermione. "Listen, I'm gonna go and pass Harry your message, are you gonna be ok?"

"Yea, I'll be fine, just need some food. See you soon?"

"I hope so. Bye!" and with that, Sirius walked up the stairs.

Hermione changed direction, no longer wanting to go down to breakfast. She ran as fast as she could to the Room of Requirements and sat down with the intention of talking to Wildspirit all day.

There you are! Chapter 4 up and proofread by a far away friend. Thanks again to all those who reviewed. You're all so positive and you're great! Lul, J