Chapter 4: Mouth Action

Silence.

"Um Harry are you okay?"

"ARRGGH!" Sirius screamed, slapping his forhead with his palm.

Hermione looked extremely worried and scared, "Uh Harry –"

"I'M NOT HARRY!" Sirius screeched.

Hermione bit her lip. "Okay," she said, "Let's take a deep breath and sit down." She grabbed Sirius's arm and led him to the couch where she handed him a glass of water.

Sirius took the glass of water and put it back onto the table, glaring at Hermione furiously. "Would you listen to me for a moment?" he yelped.

"I AM listening to you, you're just not making sense!" Hermione snapped at him, irritated.

Sirius gave an exaggerated sigh, rolling his yes. "Look. Its complicated, alright? Basically, after you and Ron pissed Harry off so much," Hermione blushed "that he tried to kill himself and then when he got up there, " Sirius waved his hand vaguely at the ceiling "the boy decided to exchange his life with mine. I don't think either of us knew that I was going to end up in… this." Sirius gestured at Harry's body.

Awkward pause.

"Um Harry, did Fred give you some candy or something?" Hermione said, smiling awkwardly.

Sirius felt like exploding with anger and frustration. But suddenly, an idea came to him. His feelings of agitation dissolved as he winked mischeviously at Hermione.

Hermione felt her throat clog up.

Sirius ran a finger along Hermione's neck until it reached her chin which he gently pushed upwards. He then tilted his head slightly and placed his mouth on top of hers, kissing her gently.

Hermione's body stiffened. With all the force she could muster, she pushed Sirius off of her so hard that he landed on the floor.

"Ow," he muttered, rubbing his shoulder.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" Hermione squeaked, indignantly. Sirius glanced up and began to chuckle at the nervous expression on her face.

He stood up, picked her up princess style and carried her into the bathroom. Sirius put her down and pinned her against the wall, kissing her furiously. Hermione couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. Ron never kissed like that, she decided and forgetting that the man who's tongue was exploring her mouth was her best friend Harry, she relaxed and began to kiss him back.

At that, Sirius let go of her and sat down on the toilet. Hermione was sweating and panting profusely, her body slid to the ground and she stared at Sirius, her eyes filled with yearning.

Sirius nodded at her; calm, composed, seeming as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "Now do you believe I'm not Harry?" he asked.

Hermione sat on the cold bathroom floor, thinking about her awkward best friend, Harry. He had been scared to even talk to any girl except for herself of course, but they were just friends and didn't even consider each other to be member's of the opposite sex. For him to just… start kissing her like that, well, it was completely out of character. But for the seductive, suave player that she had knew Sirius was… well, this seemed like the kind of thing he would do.

"Okay," Hermione swallowed, "I guess I believe you. Well, what are you going to do?"

Sirius's smile dissolved, "Well, I was hoping you'd help me out with deciding on what to do. Harry thought that he was bringing misery to the people around him and he thought I would be able to help them heal better than he would. But, everyone has already accepted the fact that I was gone since I've been dead for two damn years. Would it would be better if I just pretended to be Harry? If I convinced everyone that I was Sirius they might think I stole Harry's life from him or something! And also, they'd be losing a loved one all over again and well, I don't think that's a particularly great way of helping them heal. But if I don't tell them then I'd be lying to them! I'd be tricking them! I don't want to lie to the people Harry and I love but I don't want to hurt them either. I really don't know what to do!"

Sirius's little speech suddenly made Hermione realize that her best friend was truly gone. Her eyes glazed over as she realized, miserably, that it was all her fault. The tears began to spill out onto her cheeks and she began to sob, thinking about what a horrible, neglective friend she had been to him.

Sirius stared at her awkwardly. He reached over to pat her head. "Don't cry," he choked out in a flat voice.

Hermione lifted her teary eyes up at him and began to sob harder.

Sirius sighed, "See? That's what I mean. You're miserable! I don't want to do that to everyone else. And don't you think I feel guilty enough? I didn't have a choice in all this!"

Hermione felt even worse. "I'm sorry Sirius," she choked miserably, "I didn't think about how you must be feeling."

Sirius shrugged, "It's okay. Seeing your reaction, I'm guessing it would be better to keep the whole Harry being gone thing from everyone else for now. I can't deal with more than one weeping female."

Hermione forced a smile.

The two sat there silently, both caught up in their own thoughts.

After a while, Sirius stood up for the toilet seat and sighed. "We'd better get back," he said gently, "Everyone will be waiting for us."

Hermione nodded and as he opened the door, she said quietly, "Sirius?"

He turned around.

Hermione stared at the ground, "I know this is a really stupid thing to ask but um, can we… you know, again?"

A cheeky grin appeared on Sirius's face. He knew exactly what she meant. He stepped over to her and hugged her body tightly to his. He cupped her face, caressing her cheek gently and began to kiss her sotly and sweetly.

After a few minutes, Sirius let go of Hermione smiling sweetly. "Shall we go eat?" He asked her, grinning. Hermione nodded breathlessly.

They turned around to see a very red faced Ron standing a few meters away from. It was apparent that he had seen some of their mouth action.

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A/N I tried my best? I'm a bit nervous about whether anyone will like this chapter and if you hate Hermione/Sirius, don't worry. I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to put them together. Sirius isn't really attracted to her right now, anyway. He's just a flirt. Anyway this story mostly isn't about romance so… yeah. Haha, I've rambled on long enough, I hope you enjoyed that.