Motorcycle

By: Karma's Slave

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter, I just like to write about it.

A GrangerBlack100 Challenge

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The longer she stared at it, the more she felt compelled to go closer to it. And there it sat the one and only motorcycle of Sirius Black. After the war ended, Hagrid had given it to Harry.

Hermione's fingers touching the cold metal of the front of the bike, the cold of the metal had sent a quick chill to her body. But Harry couldn't really accept the motorcycle due to the fact its real master had managed to return to the world of the living.

Her hand moved from the handles to the leather seat. She could tell it had been used very much over the years. An arm wrapped around her wait and lifted her up placed her on the motorcycle, "Sirius what're you doing?" Hermione asked him. He sat behind her on the bike, still that arm wrapped around her waist as his hand went to the handle bar. "Giving you a lesson you'll never forget" he said.

Hermione's eyes went wide, "No!" She yelled, as the engine of the bike was turned on. "Aw, come on Hermione…well minus Harry this is really no different than with Buckbeack." Sirius said. "That was different that was a matter of circumstance and innocent lives at stake." She fearfully replied.

"Well that maybe true… But let's go!" Sirius simply said. Hermione shrieked as the motorcycle began to elevate from the ground.

The End.

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A/N: as you can tell, i was sorta rushing it at the end, i mean i had a good start going, then some how i made a turn towards crapville!