I sincerely apologize for having this chapter up so late. I promise that I have been trying to get it up ever since Tuesday I believe it was. However, for some reason it would not let me submit the document. I don't know what changed tonight but... I guess something did. Enjoy this chapter. Next one will be up tomorrow as long it continues to work.

Just A Stupid Crush

Chapter 4

I practically ran to go see Professor McGonagall. I had been so close to doing something stupid with Sirius up on the bleachers. Well, nothing that bad… but remember who we're talking about here. I am Hermione Granger: girl who only had one stupid boyfriend and it was stupid Krum. By doing something stupid I meant like hugging him or something.

That's not why I was running either. I was just running because I was excited. Sirius seemed to be excited about it and that made me excited too. This will give me an excuse to go and talk to him sometimes. I might need some pointers from someone other than Professor McGonagall. Oh I'm awful. I've always thought of myself as being much more mature than my classmates and here I am running around after one of Professors because I find him attractive (just like all the other girls in this school do) and because I love his personality. If he ever finds out about this I might just die. Great. Now it looks like I'm suicidal as well.

Oh so about my conversation with Professor McGonagall. Sorry, sometimes I get caught up in thinking about Sirius. I mean, he is Sirius Black after all. Who wouldn't get caught up in thinking about him? Oh… sorry. I'm doing it again aren't I? Oops…

So my conversation with Professor McGonagall went well. She had thought that I would come to her at some point to ask her if I could become one. She must have been hanging around Trelawney. Haha… yeah right.

She said that I could start next Tuesday after classes. I must say I am very excited. I think I'm going to keep it a secret until I can actually transform except from Sirius because we already talked about me becoming one. I should go tell Sirius that I talked to Professor McGonagall and what happened. Probably not today though. I think I've had my daily dose of Sirius for today. Anymore would be an overdose and I might freak out while I'm there or something. No, no. We wouldn't want that. Maybe tomorrow or Monday I'll go see him. Probably tomorrow.

Sirius's POV

I watched Hermione run up to the school from where I was in the stands. I just chuckled and shook my head. Oh that girl. It would probably make her sick if she knew how much I thought about her. Oh and don't even get me started on how Harry would feel if he knew.

All the same I could not get her out of my head. I tried to think of when this all started. Well, if I really wanted to make someone sick, then I could say it was when I very first met her. But that's only partially true. I just knew that there was something different about her when I first met her. When she called me "Mr. Black" I knew she was different. She knew full well that I was a convicted criminal who had just broken out of prison and she uses a term of respect to address me.

This was ridiculous. There are so many things wrong with this I don't even know where to begin. Of course Remus and I have already discussed this. Somehow he figured out about my stupid crush on Hermione. I call it a stupid crush because I feel like a schoolboy again when I'm around her and when I think of her. I call it a stupid crush because that's all it is. It's just a stupid crush. I'm almost twice her age. She would find it repulsive if she ever found out. And yet Remus' words still rang through my head like he was right here next to me.

"I'll give you until the end of the year, Padfoot." Yeah… right. She's a student and Harry's best friend which means that she is untouchable. Not to mention that she is still under 18! Only until September 19th a little voice reminded me. Not that I know when her birthday is! Oh and then Remus almost made me slip right in front of her. He could have warned me that they were coming. But no… he has to try and be Mr. Matchmaker.

"Sirius?" It was Harry. I glanced at the field and realized that no one was out there anymore.

"Yeah, Harry?" I said a little distractedly.

"Sirius, practiced has been over for ten minutes now. Are you alright?" Harry asked with a voice full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a lot on my mind," I said almost smiling at using the same words that Hermione said to me before about why she was so quiet today.

"Where did Hermione go?"

"She had to go ask McGonagall about something," I said. I wasn't sure if Hermione had told anyone else about her wanting to become an animagus so I didn't want to ruin it for her by telling anyone. Well, I'll probably tell Remus, but I'm sure she'd understand about that.

"Typical Hermione," Harry replied smiling. I guess he doesn't know. Nice move, Sirius.

"Yeah. Well I guess we should be getting back to the castle now, huh?" I said standing up and stretching a little. I was a little upset that my thoughts got interrupted, but maybe I can talk to Remus later about what's going on. He'll probably pester me about it anyway. I can't believe him! "I'll give you until the end of the year, Padfoot," I thought with a mimicking voice in my head. Like I'll be able to do anything. She would be disgusted if I even tried anything.

And yet, the other morning when I walked her back to her common room… it seemed like there was something there.

Come on, Sirius. Snap out of this. There wasn't anything there. It was just an old man's dreams. I can't believe I'm even still thinking of her. Nothing is going to happen. Nothing can happen. Oh now look. I've been quiet for so long that Harry is giving me weird looks. I guess I'd better say something.

"So Harry. You all set for the big test I'm giving on Monday?" I asked calmly.

"What? A test? You never told us anything about a test! Sirius, it's only the second week of school, you can't possibly be giving us a test!" Harry quickly said. There was no test. I just wanted to see how he would react. This was getting good. Maybe I'll keep going with this.

"Harry, I only said it five times that there was going to be a test. If you're not going to pay attention in class, that is not my fault. You'd better go get you butt up to your room and study. I won't go easy on you just because you're my godson," I said patiently. Harry was just looking at me with a shocked expression. "Go on," I said giving him a little push. He started running up to the castle. I waited until I got to the doors before I told him that there was no test. I don't think he found it as funny as I did.

I went up to my rooms where I found Remus waiting for me.

"How was the quidditch practice?" He asked me.

"It was good," I replied hoping that he wasn't going to ask anymore questions.

"Yeah? Sit with anyone… interesting?" He asked grinning broadly.

"How do you always know these things, Moony?" I asked tiredly. He just tapped his nose.

"Forget that werewolves have a great sense of smell? I can smell her on you. And by the smell of it," he leaned in closer and sniffed, "she was sitting on your right side." I just shook my head and sat down in the nearest chair. I always knew I would regret having him for a friend. Not really. But there are some times when werewolf senses don't come in handy. He smiled smugly and asked if anything interesting happened. I told him everything that went on.

"I'll bet you ten galleons that she has liked you this whole time that you have liked her," Remus said seriously. I laughed bitterly.

"I don't know what would give you that impression," I told him. "What it the world would she ever see in an old guy like me?"

"First of all, I think any girl in this school would pay money just to see you without a shirt on," he said causing my face to heat up. "But Hermione is not like all the other girls in this school. She probably admires you for who you are; your personality, intelligence, and that you're such a gentleman as you so nicely pointed out the other day. She's not the kind of person who would care how old you are. You aren't that much older than her and in the wizarding world, we live much longer than muggles do. I'm sure she knows that very well. Hermione is a smart girl and she knows what she's doing. If she likes you as much as I think she does, and you like her as much as I know you do, then unfortunately, I think you're supposed to be together," he finished a little sarcastically. By this point my mouth was hanging open, shocked at all that Remus had just said.

"Remus," I said seriously, "how do you know all this?"

"I pay attention," he answered simply. He looked at me sympathetically for a moment before saying, "Come on, Padfoot, let's go to dinner."

Authors Note: I just want to say that you're all my favorite. The last chapter was only up for a day and I already got 11 reviews. I hope nobody minds that I wrote part of this from Sirius' point of view. It was probably going to happen eventually and like I said before, I keep forgetting to ask you guys if you would mind. So let me know now. If you liked it, that's good because I'm planning on writing more from Sirius' point of view. If you didn't like it, well… I might be able to get around writing from Sirius' point of view, but it probably would not turn out as well. Thank you all again for your interest in my story; it honors me to know that people actually enjoy reading it.

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