You know, I recommend listening to these songs before you read. It can really give you a feel for the mood. ^^

...

Crazy how it feels tonight.

Crazy how you make it all alright love

Crush me with the things you do

And I'll do for you anything too

Sitting smoking feeling high

And in this moment it feels so right

Lovely lady

I am at your feet

God I want you so badly

And I wonder this

Could tomorrow be

So wondrous as you there sleeping

Let's go drive 'till morning comes

And watch the sunrise to fill our souls up

Drink some wine 'till we get drunk

Crush-Dave Matthews Band

...

"What would you think of going out tonight?"

Hermione paused in chewing her food. She swallowed quickly before saying, "Going out?"

Sirius shrugged. "Can I not take my wife out?"

She rolled her eyes. "Of course you can. But why?"

He shrugged again. "I thought you might want to go and have fun. But if you really don't want to, I can just give my Much Ado About Nothing seats to Remus. I'm sure he'd enjoy them just as much as anybody."

Hermione stared. "You mean the Shakespeare play?"

He winked. "The time portkey leaves at noon."

"You mean we're going back in time to see the actual play?" Hermione exclaimed, jumping to her feet.

Sirius grinned. "You want to go?"

"Of course! But what will I wear?"

"That depends. Would you like to be royalty or a groundling?"

"A groundling!" she said, so excited it gave Sirius foreign butterflies.

"You want to be a groundling?" Siriu asked, confused.

Hermione nodded exuberantly.

He shrugged. "As you wish. Go find some rags."

She grinned and sped off to the bedroom, returning later in a tattered old dress. "I had to transfigure one of my old robes to make this. You think it will work?"

Sirius nodded, looking down at his own odd clothing. "It should do. Shall we go?"

Hermione grinned and nodded. "Merlin, this is excited."

Sirius's heart flipped over. He loved seeing her so happy.

...

Hermione was fluent in Shakespeare language. When people burst into uproarious laughter, Hermione explained, in detail, just what had occurred on the stage. When people were yelled at and fainted or when they were happy one moment and furious the next, Hermione was right there to explain what went on.

When the play was over, Hermione could hardly contain herself.

"I just saw an actual Shakespearian comedy!" she exclaimed.

"Comedy?" Sirius asked. "But that girl died."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Weren't you paying attention? She only pretended to be dead so that Claudio would be punished for falsely accusing her of having an affair."

Sirius scratched his head. "But I thought he married that old guy's niece."

"Leonato lied. He married Hero."

"I don't get it."

Hermione laughed. "Come on, let's get back to our own time."

They caught their portkey, which took them to a nice hotel in London.

"Your things should be in the bathroom," Sirius said once they arrived and Hermione looked around, confused. "Why don't you go change into something casual?"

Hermione nodded and walked towards the bathroom. She paused when she was halfway there, then turned and have Sirius a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. Tonight was one of the greatest night's of my life."

Sirius smiled softly. "It's not quite over yet. I'll meet you in the lobby in ten minutes, alright?"

She grinned and ran to the bathroom.

Sirius couldn't get his heart rate back to normal. He stared at the door for several, long moments before he was able to shake himself out of it and change into a pair of jeans and a button up shirt, a leather vest over the top.

Then he waited for Hermione in the lobby. She came down in a blouse and a pair of jeans, looking adorable as ever.

"Where are we going?" she asked, reminding him that staring at people like he was wasn't natural.

He grinned. "A place."

Hermione quirked an eyebrow. Sirius took her hand and led her out to the parking lot, where his bike was calling them.

Hermione was very apprehensive at first. It took almost five minutes of convincing to just get her to put on the helmet.

But soon enough, they were off, flying over London as fast as the bike would allow them.

Sirius was aware of Hermione's screams, and he became undeniably happy as they turned rapidly into laughs.

When they landed, Hermione hopped off of the bike, needing to be settled by Sirius, a little dizzy from the flight.

Soon enough she noticed the dinner set out on the hill they were now standing on.

"Sirius, where are we?"

Sirius shrugged. "Not sure. I found this place a few years back and thought it was pretty."

"It's gorgeous!" Hermione exclaimed, looking all around, her eyes landing on the sunset.

"Hungry?"

Hermione turned to find Sirius seated on a picnic blanket, holding a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (the only dish Sirius could make) out to her. She grinned and sat down next to him, taking the sandwich. "Starved," she replied before biting into it.

The two talked for hours. The sun was almost completely set when Hermione fell asleep. The soft light from the sunset slowly vanished from her face, and Sirius realised it was time to leave, no matter how much he wished the night would never end. There was nothing greater in the world, he decided, than Hermione Granger asleep on his lap.

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Last chapter for the night, guys! I hope you enjoyed this one, it was a bit longer than the others. ^^

I've already accepted the fact that I will ultimately fail Trigonometry, so don't worry, there will be more chapters soon. :) Until then, let me know what you thought! ^^