This is probably the prettiest song ever written. I definitely recommend it. ^^ Enjoy!

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It's her hair and her eyes today

That just simply take me away

And the feeling that I'm falling further in love

Makes me shiver but in a good way

All the times I have sat and stared

As she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair

And she purses her lips, bats her eyes and she plays

With me sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to say

'Cause I love her with all that I am

And my voice shakes along with my hands

Cause she's all that I see and she's all that I need

And I'm out of my league once again

Out of My League-Stephen Speaks

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Hermione awoke amazed to find herself in her pajamas and beneath the covers. She knew this wasn't how she had gone to sleep last night. Sighing, she realised it must have been Sirius. He was being very nice to her recently. Probably because they'd be living together, married and on a mission for however long it took them to foil the Death Eaters' plans.

Getting out of bed, Hermione descended the stairs and tried to remember the direction to the kitchen, finding it and that Sirius was in there as well, a House Elf serving him breakfast.

He grinned at her as he chewed his toast. "Hello, dollface. Would you like some breakfast?"

She smiled politely and shook her head. As she sat down at the table, Sirius realised something. He was having thoughts again. Thoughts he knew he shouldn't be having, about he a girl he was married to but couldn't see that way.

He swallowed and tried to change his thoughts away. He noticed Hermione seemed to be taking things well. She was no longer crying, and her eyes looked free of tears. He noticed then how lovely her brown eyes were. They were clouded over, as she was deep in thought. A light from the chandelier had caught a certain sparkle, making her seem so much more innocent than the worry lines on her forehead made her appear. How he wished he could smooth out those lines, if not physically than with words that could relieve her tension, make her less unhappy than she seemed at the moment.

Her hair was frizzy and stuck out at wild angles, probably because of his mediocre drying job from the night before. Nonetheless, the look made him indescribably happy. He wondered if it felt as soft as it looked. He wondered how thick it felt.

Shaking his head, he returned his attention to his breakfast. After a few silent bites, Sirius cleared his throat and looked up at Hermione, who was off in a world of her own. He hated to bring her back, but he was selfish and felt awkward just sitting there.

"What are our plans for today, doll face?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.

Hermione sighed and shrugged. "Oh, I don't know... We could go help Neville and Luna with their furniture."

"We've missed the portkey, and I've no idea how to get there."

Hermione nodded. "Right. Well, we could go shopping. We need high society clothes of we're going to be pretending we're high society, aren't we?"

Sirius smiled. "That's a wonderful idea. Why don't you go find something to wear out for now. I'll meet you in the bedroom."

Hermione smiled as well and nodded, standing to leave Sirius.

When she left, Sirius let out a happy sigh. She was too good for him.

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Expect a few more chapters tonight. Let me know what you thought! ^^