Here's s'more for ya before I gotta go eat some spaghetti! ^^
I don't own I want you to want me, the fabulous song by Cheap Trick.
...
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying?
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying?
Feeling all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying?
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'm begging you to beg me
I Want You To Want Me-Cheap Trick
Sirius took a very deep breath. He'd been doing a lot of thinking, and he'd been doing a lot of waiting-a weeks worth of waiting-and he'd finally decided to give it another shot. He wanted Hermione, and he was going to have her if he had anything to say about it.
Just as he was about to enter Hermione's study, the door slammed open, whacking him in the nose.
"Ah!" he exclaimed, gripping his nose.
"Crap!" Hermione exclaimed, dropping the piece of parchment in her hand. "Didn't mean to do that. Is it...broken?"
Sirius shook his head, letting go. He went cross-eyed to get a better look, missing Hermione's amused smirk, which she quickly hid.
"I really am sorry."
Sirius just nodded and bent to pick up the paper she dropped.
"Oh, right. We have an Order meeting. Apparently, the Death Eaters are moving on. We might get to go back home! Isn't that great!"
No more sleeping in Hermione's bed? Absolutely not great. But they were still married...right?
"Great," Sirius replied. "Er, I'm going to go and change before we go to the meeting."
"Alright," Hermione replied with a smile. She seemed awfully chipper. Didn't she see how upset he was? Did she not...want him?
Sirius turned to leave.
"Erm...Sirius?"
He stopped walking. "Yes?"
"Erm...I wanted to thank you."
He glanced at her. "For what?"
"For not rushing me. I really..." she took a deep breath. "You're a great friend."
Ouch. Friend zoned. That hurt.
"Yeah. Great."
Mmm! Spaghetti! Want one more before I watch Alcatraz? Maybe two or three? I'm on a freaking roll!