AN: Hey guys, i am going to writs one more chapter for each story and then i'll be off for awhile. I have been falling behind in my school work because of my job and because of this site. So dont forget about me. I wont give up on the stories. Luv ya lots.

Chapter 2 - We meet again

Sirius could not believe it when he found out that he had to mark his own godson and his best friend Hermione. He read over all of the surveys and carefully calculated all of the votes. When he read what some bloke said about her, he got images in his head and felt guilty for thinking them.

He had pictured her feather quill, tracing her collar bone while she read, fluttering down her chest, tickling her perky breasts, to dip between her 'canyon of cleavage' racing back up and repeating the process. He shuddered.

"What are you thinking? You are eighteen years her senior! You can't be thinking those thoughts. Besides, she's Harry's best friend, what would he think?" The mini-angel him said from his right shoulder.

"Good point, but how long has it been that you actually felt a sexual desire towards a female? That thong, man! And that ass, ooh wee! It's not like she is under age. She is a woman now." His little devil him said from his left.

"Shut up! Both of you!" He yelled at them.

"Are you talking to your good-slash-evil consciences?" Remus grinned.

"Yes the little buggars are annoying!" He snarled and Remus chuckled. " I don't find anything funny." Lupin put on a faux serious face.

"Sorry Sirius. Your right it isn't funny." He grinned. "It's hilarious!" He busted up laughing and Sirius couldn't help but laugh with him. The Hermione thoughts quickly vanished and they two friends laughed and joked around.

Flash back::

He walked into the branding room to find the eight students divided up between the three couches. Harry and Hermione were sitting on the big couch next to Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. He didn't know who was who among the other four.

He felt all eyes on him as he marched to the fireplace. He grabbed the iron and set it in the fire. He dreaded What he was going to do to them.

He explained to everyone why they were there and what he was going to do. His cousin, Draco, started flipping out and he told Draco off.

He hated it when he branded Harry, but when it was Draco's turn, he enjoyed it. 'Punk deserved it.' When he got to Hermione, the images of her and the quill flashed through his mind. He couldn't believe he told her to pull down her pants! He was really shocked to see her skimpy underwear and nearly fainted. It hurt him so much to burn her but he did it. He saw her cringe and his gut tightened when he saw that tear escape the confines of her eyelid. He traced the small tatoo with his finger and felt her shiver under his touch. Later that night, he gave her a potion to make the sting go away. He wanted her to stay but she had to go pack.

End of flash back.

He sat in gramauld place and drank his whiskey, thinking about Hermione. He felt an electric shock run through his body when he touched her and he knew that she felt it too.

This gave him hope. It has been three days scince the little 'ceremony' and was missing her terribly. She and Harry were to come to his house tonight and he couldn't wait.

He capped his alcohol and went upstairs to his room. He picked out his favorite tuxedo shirt and black slacks. He grabbed a towel and made his way to the bathroom to take a shower. He stripped of his robes and turned the taps until he found the right temperature. The water massaged his aching neck and he moaned. He tilted his head back and let the water hit his chest. His black hair was soaking now and he grabbed up the shampoo. Lathering up, he raked his fingernails through his greasy hair that was now competing against Snapes. At least his nose wasn't huge. He finished with his hair and then soaped up his loofah. He started with his neck, not forgetting his ears (Good boy. Cookie for sirius!) and then down to his chest.He got as much of his back as he could and then scrubbed his hiney. (I'm picturing a cute, sudsy butt. Mmmm) He scrubbed one leg standing on the other and then he kind of hopped onto the other, switching legs, he lost his balance and fell on his butt and cursed loudly. He stood up and got out of the shower. his toes played with the soft bath rug as he stood ther drying off. He shook his head really fast like a wet dog and water sprayed everywhere. He slipped on his lucky boxers and went to his room.

He wlaked back downstairs and started to clean up the kitchen and foyer. Those are the only rooms he ever occupied besides his room and the bathroom. Thr rooms weren't remotely dirty. There was just enough evidence in there to tell someone was actually living there.

He charmed a couple of brroms to sweep and a couple of dusters to dust. He had some furniture polish and a rag going around polishing things while a mop scrubbed the floors where the brooms had already swept. Furniture moved or levitated for the brooms and mop and then went back to their origanal places. I should have started this a week ago.

After a couple of hours the whole downstairs was gleaming. The stair banister was also polished clean and he moved to the next floor. He didn't touch any of the rooms yet, just the walls and floor in the halls. After about an hour he had all three floors done and then made his way to the rooms finding which were best for Harry and Hermione. He found one on the second floor (not counting then ground floor.) and one on the last floor by his room. It was kind of girlish, so he decided to clean it for Hermione and the other he made up for Harry.

Poof. The angel guy apeared. "I don't think it's a good idea for Hermione to be staying on the same floor as you without Harry." He advised.

"Oh shut your pie hole, you stupid prat! It's a perfect idea. Now he can be alone with her..."The little devil said.

"You both are pissing me off."Sirius said through gritted teeth. He heard the doorbell and looked at his watch. "Six already? Holy shit! He dashed downstairs, but caught a glimpse of himself in the hall mirror and backtracked. "I don't even look as if I took a shower." He shrugged. "Scourgify!" he waved his wand over himself and was instantly clean. He notice his hair was still wet and then he heard the doorbell again and made a mad dash to the stairs. He sat on the banister and slid down it and landed on his feet in front of the door. He pulled it open with a smile and saw Harry standing there with a smile that matched his own.

"Where's Hermione?" He blushed slightly, but Harry didn't notice. He was going to have a hard time tonight, keeping his emotions in check. Or should he say keeping his erections in check? He ushered Harry in and showed him to his room. They then went back to the living room to wait for Hermione.

"I'm glad you decided to come live with me this summer Harry."

"I am too. I couldn't stand to be in that house for another minute. Im getting my own flat though. Hey listen, this is going to sound weird, but I noticed how you started to sweat when you were touching Hermione the other day. I know she grew beautiful and I think you should go for her."

"I told you! Even Harry here agrees!" His wee-devil exclaimed. He ignored the little beast and returned his attention to his godson.

"I don't think-"

"Well maybe you shouldn't think. Maybe you should just feel. That's how I was with Ginny and now we're madly in love. I don't think I could ever leave her again like i did last year. Now that Voldemort is dead, and his followers are imprisoned, I can be out and in the open with her. And Sirus, don't let the huge spand between your ages make a difference. There are a lot of couples out there like that." Just then the doorbell rang. Sirius squeezed Harry's shoulder and went to answer the door.

"Hello Sirius." She said calmly, but in fact, she was so nervous about seeing him, that she was about to explode.

"Right back at ya. It's good to see you Hermione." He grinned that dangerous smile of his. Her legs nearly gave out right then. What the bloody hell is wrong with you? He is way older then you and not to mention he is Harry's godfather. You can't be lusting after him. Even if just one devilish smile can melt your heart and he's sexy as hell.And the fact that he is in his boxers, eith nothing else on doesn't help.

"Earth to Hermione. Hello? You there beautiful?" He waved a hand in front of her face repeatedly until she snapped out of her reverie.

"What? Yeah jut spaced a bit. So, how are you?" He saw her finger her hip out of the corners of his eyes. The same hip that he had marked. He raised an eyebrow at this and answered her.

"I am wonderful. So come on in. Harry got here earlier. Lets go put your things in your room." They went upstairs and she threw her trunk onto her bed. Some of her hair fell into her face and she blew it out of the way, but it just fell back into her eyes. She blew at it again but to no avail. Sirius was watching and chuckled at her feeble attempts. She glared at him.

"What is so funny?"

"Nothing. You are just so cute when you're frustrated. Come on," He grabbed her hand, "lt's go see if we can find Harry." They walked down the stairs and he never let go of her hand until they came to the bottom.

"There you are Harry." She flung her arms around his neck and squeezed. He patted her back and she released him.

"Good to see you Hermione."

"So any of you hungry?" Sirius asked.

"Yeah I'm starved!" Harry rubbed his stomach.

"I bet. Those muggles didn't feed you right did they?"

"Never do, but now that I'm not living there anymore, I will get healthy again!" They went into the kitchen and Sirius made them some meatloaf and baked potatoes. Hermione put sourcream on her potatoe and Sirius grimaced. "Does that taste good?"

"Yes it's delicious. You wanna bite?" She held out her fork to him. He looked at it and then at her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled the fork to his lips. He was gripping tightly but not enough to hurt badly. Her eyes widened as he brought the utensil to his lips and opened up. He was still holding onto her wrist and he growled, licking his lips.

"You were right. That is good." He let go of her and put some soursream on his own potatoe. She still didn't move. She was completely shocked. She slowly sat back and then looked at her own food. She looked up and saw a small smile on Sirius' face as he squirted ketchup onto his meatloaf. She decided to play his game. She took another bite o her potatoes and moaned. She chewed slowly and swallowed, licking her lips. She ate another bite and moaned again. She closed her eyes ads she ate. When she looked back up at him he was slightely shaking, and subconsciously licking is lips. He made a little squeek and stood up abruptly knocking his chair to the floor and made a mad dash out of the room. She laughed to herself but froze when she heard some one cough. She turned to see Harry smiling widely.

"Bravo Hermione. I didn't know you had it in you." She blushed and ducked her head down and continued to eat the rest of her dinner. "I guess there is more to you than meets the eye." He chuckled.

"Sod off Harry." She said but couldn't help but smile herself.

"Well she sure is a little vixen isn't she?" He asked himself. He had to jump in the shower with really cold water to cool himself off. When he wasn't boiling up anymore he dried off and got dressed. "Guess i'm going to have to ignore her for a while." He went back downstairs and didn't say a word to either of them but finished his dinner in silence. He chanced a glance at her and found her smiling at him.

"Where did you go Sirius?" She asked.

"Oh I had to go to the loo. So what do you guys want to do now?" He looked at Harry.

"Well I am really tired and I am going to go fill out some applications for various jobs and then go to bed. Good night." He left before they could protest. That left Hermione and himself alone. They looked at eachother and then glanced away. Hermione started tapping her fingers on the table while biting her lip. Sirius was getting annoyed at the tappa tappa tap tap tappa tap of her drumming on the table. He slapped his hand over hers and she stopped. "Sorry. Just bored."

"That was the wrong thing to say. I can find something for you to do." He wiggled his brows at her.

"Well Black, I think I can find a few things to do myself." She turned her hand so that her palm was facing his and intwined her fingers through his. She got up and made her way to him slowly. She sat herself on his lap still holding his hand and using her other hand she traced his jawline.

"What are you doing Hermione?"

"Keeping myself busy." She nibbled the path that her fingers left and she heard a sharp intake of his breath. She smiled and then licked the outside of his ear and then bit his lobe causing him to shiver. "Hermion-"

She raked her hand through his hair and then bit his neck. She felt him starting to grow hard and smiled at the thought that she was the one who was turning him on. Not wanting to go any further she got off of his lap and started climbing the stairs. She heard the scrape of a chair on the wooden floor and footsteps.

"Hermione where are you going?"

"To bed."

"But, I kind of need a little help here." He pointed to his member.

"She smiled, "Well, I'm really tired. It's been a long day. You do have a hand." With that she closed her door in his face.

"Oh no you don't." He pushed the door open.

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