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"She's gone, what the hell did you do her?" Remus was furious the instant he had woken up and saw her empty bed. The shower wasn't running, she wasn't in the kitchen either, and he found Sirius drinking a cup of tea in the sun room off of the kitchen. Its floor to ceiling windows gave a most spectacular view of the city. And he was just in black silk pajama pants. No shirt, reading the prophet and putting some sugar into his tea when Remus stormed in like an animal hell bent on killing something.

Sirius didn't answer, he just swirled the sugar with the spoon until it melted into his earl grey. He had been up for an hour or so, it was still early – barely eight, so whenever Hermione had left, it had been a long time before.

"Answer me you dog, what the fuck did you do?" Remus yelled. He didn't know why he was so angry, but he knew it had to partially do with the fact that he was developing a crush on Hermione and was rather jealous that she had gone to Sirius first. And that Padfoot had done something to make her joyful presence leave.

Sirius finally turned to his best mate with a rather sad look on his face, "I don't know. She came into my room, we had sex, she left. Who knows, maybe she's having breakfast with the Potters…" he tried to keep his voice casual, but he felt guilty inside. He knew why she had left.

"What did you say to her?" Remus growled. His feral anger had calmed a bit, but he was still pissed.

"Her stuff isn't gone. I'm sure you looked – so she didn't really leave. She's out. That's all," Sirius shrugged with his cavalier air and this pissed off Remus even more.

"She's not in a good emotional state!"

"Are you sure we are talking about her here, or you Remus?" Sirius stood up from the chair, facing his friend, "Because you seem to be a tad bit touchy this morning."

"Sex isn't simple when you just break up with someone," Remus continued.

"I wouldn't know," Sirius' eyes were dark. That was the whole problem. He didn't know.

"You fucking pulled your normal shit with her didn't you?" Remus said incredulously. Normally the quieter man was much more reserved, but with it being so close to the full moon in a few days, and his hormones raging from Hermione's presence and sudden lack there-of, he couldn't be contained.

Sirius' guilty face told the wolf all he needed to know. Remus took a deep breath to calm his thin, shaking body and looked at Sirius with a face full of disappointment.

"Alright, alright, I feel a bit bad about it. But you know me Moony, I don't cuddle. I don't do intimacy. I fuck. I thought that's what she wanted," Sirius explained. Both men looked at a loss for words for a moment.

"Maybe she did. But she's lonely and I think she hoped you would provide a bit more companionship. I hoped you would have Sirius, after all its Hermione, not one of the vapid whores you bring around," Remus sighed. Sirius looked slightly defensive for a second, but moved on. Remus was, unfortunately, always right about these things.

"Fine, I'll apologize, or something," Sirius shook his head lazily, and forgetting about his tea, he got up and walked past Remus towards his room.

Lupin flicked his wand and the dirty dishes went into the sink and started washing themselves. It was part of their agreement. Sirius let him live there rent free and he picked up a bit. But when his best mate was being an arse, he did mind it.

"Oh, and when 'Mione gets back tell her she can join me in the shower!" Sirius called from his bedroom. Lupin could just see the big smile on his friend's face and didn't acknowledge his arrogance with a reply. Typical Sirius.

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"Merlin Hermione, it's bloody early," Harry said, but his grinning face told her he was happy to see her. Ginny's delighted squeals from the inside of their beautiful little house told her that she would be in good, caring hands for the morning.

"It's nine, Harry…I know you like to sleep the day away but…"

"Sleeping isn't what me and Gin are doing when we sleep in," he winked at her and she gave him a large shove in disgust.

She had left the penthouse very early, grabbed a traditional English breakfast at a quaint little wizard B&B near Ginny and Harry and took a walk around the edges of the city before making her way to their house in the suburbs. She had needed time to think about last night, and now she needed her best girlfriend.

"Gross Harry," she smiled and gave Ginny a big hug as the red head rushed to her. They all sat down in the living room after and Harry looked amused as he watched his best friend and his wife.

"How's living with my Godfather?" Harry asked innocently, and her eyes darkened. She didn't really want to talk about that.

"Fine, have you seen Ron?" Hermione asked, thinking she might as well get all of the unpleasant conversation out in the open. Ginny shook her head.

"Mum pretty much banned him from family dinners," Ginny said with a tone that perfectly conveyed how content with that particular decision she was. Hermione felt a little relieved.

"I got the job as the Ancient Runes professor at Hogwarts!" Hermione told them, trying to interject some good news and they both smiled knowingly. It seems someone had gotten to them before she did.

"We know, Neville couldn't help but spill the beans, congrats love," Harry told her sincerely. He knew Hermione had been struggling for a while because she wanted to make it on her own without anyone's help, but he hated to see her do it. She shouldn't have had to. She was one third of the golden trio, after all.

Hermione smiled at him and Ginny could tell by the uneasy way Hermione was sitting and the slight darkness in her eyes that she was upset about something. She had known the girl long enough to know her tells.

"Harry, could you go into town and pick us up some fresh bread and cheese for lunch? We should eat outside this afternoon. It's a rare gorgeous day," she smiled sweetly and he was happy to comply. He gave his new wife a sweet kiss on the forehead before heading out, and Hermione was momentarily jealous f their easy, beautiful relationship.

"Spill," Ginny turned on the brunette like an attack dog on a burglar. She sat wide-eyed on the floral couch for a minute.

"Wha..?"

"I know something is going on. You came here at bloody nine in the morning, so spill before I hex it out of you!" Ginny continued and Hermione knew that she was cornered. And shortly after that the words spilled out her mouth.

"I slept with Sirius last night," she said before she could stop herself.

"Like, in the same room. In a separate bed," Ginny closed her eyes, wishing she could just be naïve.

"No, like him inside of me. You obviously know all about that type of behavior," Hermione turned it back on her and Ginny let out a deep breath she had been holding.

"Holy shit Hermione. You and Sirius? It hasn't even been a week since you've been living there! How did this happen?"

"It just did…I…I went into his room and we did it and now I feel like absolute crap about it," she sighed.

"Does Remus know?"

"Course not," Hermione bristled. At least she hoped he didn't.

"Merlin's beard you little slut…" Ginny started laughing but Hermione could not have looked more serious if she tried. The daggers she was throwing from her eyes were enough to momentarily shut Ginny up.

"Forgive me for asking but was he good? Mum always goes on about his philandering and I…" Ginny blushed.

"No complaints," she blushed in reply, "But it wasn't warm, you know…me and Ron, well we…"

"Don't bring my stupid arse of a brother into this Hermione Jean Granger. I don't care, you don't need him," it was blunt but it was the truth.

"I just thought I could have a quick rebound with Sirius, but it's so complicated with him…and with Remus…living there isn't exactly as easy as I thought it would be," Hermione sighed.

"I still can't believe you slept with Sirius Black," Ginny said in disbelief at the same moment Harry apparated back into the house with a loud 'pop'.

"That was fast dear…"

"I forgot my money," Harry said softly, distracted, before turning to Hermione, "You need to go to St. Mungo's now," his voice was firm.

Hermione looked up at him as if he was crazy. Ginny did as well.

"Harry…what's the…?"

"YOU SLEPT WITH MY GODFATHER!" he yelled so loudly it filled up the house. He wasn't angry…no…the look on his face was pure horror.

"I was…"

"I don't care, the man has slept with every woman in London, you need to go get yourself checked out," Harry looked at her as if he might catch something.

"That is incredibly rude Harry, that is your Godfather!" Hermione protested.

"And you are my best mate, you do not know half of what I know about him, alright?" Harry looked at her with true concern.

"Harry you are being ridiculous, go back and shop…Hermione and I were having a private conversation," Ginny said exasperatedly. The look her and Harry exchanged signaled to Hermione that they were probably going to fight after she left. He sat down in defiance. He was always doing things the way he wanted.

"Whatever Hermione has to say, she can say it in front of me," Harry crossed his arms and leaned back into the chair. Hermione grimaced. She didn't know if this visit was such a good idea after all.

A/N: Sorry it's short but I wanted to get something up for you all for being so awesome!