Title: Alone On Saturday Night

By: Karma's Slave

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Summary: a day that was better known as date night well for those who actually had dates did

Rated: PG

Words: 295

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Saturday, a day that was better known as date night well for those who actually had dates did. Hermione sighed as she heard the front door close, Harry and Ginny left to meet with Ron and Lavender for a double date; Hermione had been invited to tag along but her playing the third wheel was depressing enough for Hermione, so she spared herself the pain of taking on the role of the fifth wheel.

So here she was alone on Saturday night. She sighed as she thought of possibly changing her mind about the tagging along and playing fifth wheel but then she wouldn't be completely alone. Talk about cruel irony; the front door opened Hermione turned around to see Sirius enter the house.

Sirius whom was rubbing the side of his face, "well it's not my fault his wife is a slu…Hermione what are you doing here? "He spoke. "What happened to you?" she asked as a well as avoiding his question.

"My date's husband" replied Sirius.

"Oh" she responded. Sirius raised a single eyebrow as he caught on to her tone of voice. "Hermione what's wrong?" he questioned as he went sit next to her on the couch

"Nothing just another lonely…uh I mean bad night, just a bad night that's all" she said blowing her own cover right up. "You too, I see" he said leaning back in to the couch "come here" he added, telling Hermione to come closer.

She did. They sat in silence together like they were a couple. The arm he had around her felt good, one of her own arms lay on across his stomach; her fingers playing with the folds in the shirt.

But for Hermione and Sirius, it was better than being alone.

The End