Hello! I bet y'all are wondering where I went off to xD I apologize for the late update, but vacation and then school was tiring me out, not to talk of the heat that is currently making me sweat my body weight out.

Anyway, enough of that. I hope you guys like this, it's..different to what I've written before and if there's any inaccuracy or anything, I'm sorry. The next chapter would contain the direct continuation for this so Hermione is not left unattended ;)

As always, I am so happy at the response this fic is getting, because even after a month of no updates, it's getting follows and favorites and I cannot thank you guys enough for it :")

Word count: 3145

(16/7/17)

She was standing in front of Harry's room, nervously rubbing her toe into the carpet. She had been in the same position for around ten minutes but she just couldn't stop her palms from sweating and her heart from beating too hard. Her mind flashed back to the conversation she'd just had with Sirius prior to her standing outside her best friend's room like an idiot.

Hermione was dressed in a pair of light blue cotton pyjamas, her curly hair up in a high messy bun. She had her reading glasses perched on the bridge of her nose and the sight of her looking up at him like so did some serious things to Sirius. He shook his head lightly to rid himself of such thoughts, knowing they would do nothing but distract him.

"So, I was thinking we should probably tell Harry now," Sirius stated.

Hermione nodded in agreement before a hesitant look flashed over her features and she bit her lip. "Uh, what exactly do I say to him though?"

Sirius tilted his head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Her tongue darted out to wet her suddenly dry lips. "We-ll, it's just, we never really discussed this did we? I mean, yeah, I basically accosted you regarding this but we haven't really talked about what we are you know?"

Comprehension dawned in Sirius' grey eyes and he smiled softly at Hermione, recognizing the moment for what it was. He took her hand and led her to his bed, sitting down on it and tugging her onto his lap. She slipped her arms around his neck and him around her waist.

"We can be whatever you want us to be, whatever you want to call us," he assured her. "The only thing I ask for is exclusivity."

Hermione suddenly nodded so frantically her glasses almost fell into her lap. "I-Of course we're exclusive. Completely, totally exclusive. I would never disrespect you by suggesting otherwise."

Sirius planted a soft kiss to her temple before continuing. "Now that that's settled, do you want to tell him alone or do you want me to do it? Or, would you prefer both of us to be there?"

Hermione thought about it for a while, considering the best option before replying, "I think it'll be better coming from me. We really can't predict his reaction and just to be on the safe side, I think I should be the one to break it to him."

Sirius barked out a short laugh at her words, his eyes dancing with amusement. "It seems more like we're telling him someone died instead of our relationship."

Hermione huffed. "You know we need to be prepared for all scenarios."

"Of course, sweetheart," Sirius cooed, although the amusement never left him. Hermione saw it too and her lips merely quirked in fond exasperation.

It had been easy to volunteer then. Now, however, it made her wonder why she had taken the job so quickly, without giving a single thought as to how she would do it. Objectively, she knew she shouldn't worry and that Harry would only care about her happiness because he was precious like that, but she also couldn't help but think he'd be disgusted or jealous or angry or hurt or anything remotely similar to that. Why he would feel anything like that, she didn't know but rationality and logic seemed like a faraway dream right now. Just as she took another deep breath, however, the door opened, causing Hermione to squeak in surprise.

"I've been waiting for you to come in since the moment you let out your fifth sigh," Harry stated with a slight smirk on his face.

Hermione flushed at his words but entered his room nonetheless. She absently noted Harry was shirtless and turned to him with questioning eyes.

He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, cheeks coloring lightly. "I-I just woke up."

Hermione blinked. "You just woke up? Harry, it's almost 2 in the afternoon!"

"Yes, well, everyone can't go around waking up at downright inhumane times like you, Mione!" Harry replied defensively. Hermione sighed before changing the subject to what she had originally come in to talk to him about.

"Okay, so I didn't come here to harp on you about your despicable sleeping habits. I know it won't do anything. I needed to talk to you about something," she started, wringing her fingers around anxiously.

"O-kay. I'm listening," Harry sat down on one side of his bed and motioned for Hermione to sit on the other side.

Hermione exhaled deeply. "Sirius and I..have...this..thing going."

Harry tilted his head to the side with a questioning look in his bright emerald eyes. He made a noise telling her to continue.

"We're..uh dating now?" She winced when she realized she had phrased her words more as a question than a statement.

Harry blinked rapidly as her words registered in his brain and he sat up straight from where he was leaning back on the headboard.

"Say what?" he exclaimed.

Hermione looked down at her lap where she was almost violently twisting and turning her fingers. "I said, Sirius and I are dating."

She closed her eyes tightly waiting for the inevitable outburst. When it didn't come, she opened her eyes and confusion seeped into her hazel eyes when she saw Harry turned away from her, his shoulders shaking. She slowly lifted one hand from her lap to place it on his shoulder, jerking it back almost immediately when she felt how violently he was rocking. She stood up, alarmed and was about to call out when she heard it.

Giggles. Slow, contained giggles that were slowly turning into high pitched monstrosities. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she realized Harry was laughing, presumably at her. She stared at him incredulously when he started laughing raucously, like some sort of an idiot.

"Oh, Mione," Harry gasped out in between his laughter, clutching his stomach. "I knew there was something going on, I just couldn't figure out what. I thought maybe you walked in on the other getting off in the shower or something, that's why you were so weird around each other, but guess not."

Hermione's face burned bright red at his words but she ignored it in favor of other, more crucial matters. Such as how Harry genuinely appeared unconcerned. This was what she had hoped for, but she would make sure he was completely fine with it before getting her hopes up.

"Are you saying you don't have a problem with this, with us?" she asked hesitantly.

Harry shook his head, finally going back to normal. "Oh no, not at all. I mean, yeah, it's incredibly weird that you two are shagging now but who am I to deny you both your relationship if it makes you happy? Merlin knows you two deserve it."

Hermione bit her lip at his words before going over to where he was sitting and pulling him into a tight hug. "Thank you. Just-you, you don't know how much this means."

Harry ruffled her hair playfully, his other hand tightening on her waist. "Did you really think I would mind, Hermione? You didn't bat an eyelid when I told you about Daphne, why would I be any different?"

Hermione pulled back slightly so that Harry could see the sheepish expression on her face. "Oh Harry, you know me right? I have to worry and fret about everything, it's what I do, what I'm best at."

Harry laughed, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Ah, don't I know it better than anyone else. Hell, I pretty sure anyone who knew you during OWLs knows of your habits." Hermione slapped his shoulder at that, only getting a cheeky grin in return from the black haired man.

She leaned forward to rest her cheek on his shoulder and closed her eyes as she felt his hand rubbing her back. The warmth she could feel radiating from his hand reminded her that she had no reason to be worried. This was Harry. She had been panicking for nothing.

A knock on the door a few seconds later, however, caused them to separate. Hermione got up off the bed to open the door, revealing Sirius. He was dressed casually in a pair of distressed muggle jeans, something he had come to love over the years, and a button down.

"Everything okay?" he enquired, sending a meaningful glance towards Hermione, noticing her relaxed posture and smiling face.

"Everything's perfect," It was Harry who answered. He had gone up to get a t-shirt for himself and was in the process of pulling it over his head.

"Oh?"

"Oh yes, Hermione told me everything and I'm very happy for you guys. The age difference can get weird but somehow, and I never thought I'd say this, it works. Even if I'm slightly pissed you guys didn't tell me earlier. If I'm correct, then this has been going on for at least a couple weeks now."

Sirius looked at him in shock. "How'd you figure that out so quickly pup?"

Harry smirked. "I'm not as oblivious as people like to think I am, dear godfather."

Sirius shook his head in bemusement. "And here we thought we were so clever, keeping it a successful secret." He looked at Hermione who just shrugged.

"The reason we didn't tell you was because we wanted to get used to the idea first as well, Harry. It was quite new for both of us as well, and we didn't want to bring you into it without knowing where we were standing ourselves," Hermione explained, hoping Harry understood what she was trying to say.

Harry gave her a look. "I was kidding, Hermione. I don't mind. Just make sure you lock your room or leave a sock on the doorknob if you're planning on uh...knocking boots anywhere in the house."

He dodged the Stinging Hex Hermione sent his way with a loud laugh and ran out the room with a 'behave, children' to escape his best friend's wrath. His laughter could be heard as he climbed down the stairs.

Hermione shook her head in exasperation and just as she was about to turn towards Sirius, the door slammed shut, locking of its own accord and muscular arms wrapped around her midsection from behind. She tilted her neck to the side as she felt a kiss being placed just under her right ear, sucking on the sensitive area softly. She could feel his mouth traveling downwards on her neck, blowing and nibbling gently, most definitely splattering her neck with bite marks and hickeys.

Hermione let out a sigh when Sirius started sucking on her pulse point, while simultaneously undoing the buttons on her pyjama top. Her breath hitched as his fingers trailed upward in the valley between her breaths, his hands having complete access due to the absence of a bra.

"Let's lend some truth to his words, yes?" Sirius muttered in her ear, his voice deep with need. Hermione shuddered as hot breath washed over the side of her face, but then his words registered in her mind. She had thought over it for but a second when her lips curled up in a devilish smirk.

Suddenly, she turned around causing Sirius' mouth to leave her collarbone with a pop, and his hands to fall away from her chest. Her now open pyjama top was barely covering her breasts, sternum on full display. She took one step forward so their chests were touching. They were so close that she could see how his beautiful grey eyes were dilated due to the lust that was coursing through both of their veins. She thought about how this was what she had signed up for initially and how she had a chance now so she would make the most of it.

She took his face in her fingers and smashed their mouths together roughly. She could feel his surprise in the way he didn't respond to her at first but when she nudged at his lips with her tongue, he let out a tiny growl and started moving his mouth in tune with hers, his fingers easily releasing her hair from the bun she had placed it in earlier. Their tongues mashed together, fighting for dominance neither was willing to just hand over to the other. Hermione, however, relented after a while for she had other plans on her mind for the time and she felt like she could concede this one tiny thing. As their mouths were moving together, she started walking forward, causing Sirius to walk backward until his knees hit the bedpost. Hermione broke away from him for a second; just enough to push him onto the bed, before she climbed up onto it herself, carefully straddling his waist and placing herself deliberately over his growing bulge.

She ground down on him once, twice, relishing in the husky groan that escaped from Sirius' mouth. Her lips quirked up in a smirk at the power that coursed through her veins at that sound and she rubbed herself harder against him.

"Ungh, Mione!" Sirius groaned out, his fingers digging into her waist, probably leaving bruises there but she couldn't bring herself to care at that moment.

She took hold of her top which was surprisingly still covering her chest, and slowly, tantalizingly, slid it off her shoulders. She relished in the way the action caused Sirius' smoky grey eyes darken to an almost black. She licked her lips at the lust and anticipation she saw in them.

In the blink of an eye, Sirius had moved forward to take one perfectly round nipple in his hot mouth, causing Hermione to whimper at the sensations that traveled through her body at the contact. She arched her back and buried her fingers in his hair in an attempt to bring him closer. He complied easily, running his fingers down the length of her spine under it reached the curve of her ass. She moaned lightly when his fingers squeezed her ass. Sirius had now moved on to the other nipple, licking and sucking on it with ravenous pleasure. His other hand, which had been tightly holding onto her waist previously, was now stroking the soft flesh of her stomach and thighs.

Hermione could feel him everywhere on her body and it was becoming slightly overwhelming for her. It seemed as if Sirius could feel her anxiety because he pulled back, and his fingers stilled. He had a slight smile on his face, and his eyes had softened, though they were still darkened with lust.

"Too fast?" he asked gently. Hermione was about to nod when something struck her.

Why did she think it was too fast? Wasn't this exactly what she had wanted? Why was she so hesitant then? It wasn't like she was being forced into anything? She frowned slightly at her inner monologue, her eyebrows furrowing at the movement and then shook her head to clear her thoughts.

She took a deep breath and uttered just one word. "No."

And with that, she wandlessly Vanished Sirius' shirt, eyes going straight to the hard planes of muscle she could see, and feel. She immediately dived forward with plans of devouring everything in sight and she only barely heard the chuckle that left the raven haired man's lips as her lips latched onto his left nipple. She slowly swirled her tongue around his hardened nub, aiming to give him the same amount of pleasure he had given her and more. She sucked lightly and used her front teeth to scrape over the area very lightly, smirking at the groan that elicited from the man below her. When she was finished, she moved onto the right one, lavishing it with the same treatment.

Hermione then bit and licked her way down to his navel, where she dipped her tongue in, hoping to Merlin she was doing it right. When she withdrew, she took a deep breath and Vanished his pant, leaving him in loose silk boxers. She heard Sirius draw in a breath at the action and looked up at him with a smile, hoping it was reassuring like she wanted it to be and not nervous and shaky. She saw the doubt and question in Sirius' eyes and nodded to tell him that yes, she was sure.

She slowly ran a hand over the bulge she could clearly see under his boxers before slipping one finger under the band and slowly pulling it down, revealing a magnificent cock that left her salivating and aching to try it. She ran a hand over the long length of it, familiarizing herself with the plains and ridges, relishing in the sigh that it managed to elicit from the man it belonged to.

After pumping it slowly a few times, she slowly bent down to take the tip in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his slit, making Sirius hiss in surprised pleasure. Hermione smiled triumphantly and opened her mouth wider to take more of his thick girth in. She slowly, carefully, bobbed her head up and down, making sure to sheath her teeth. One hand was pumping the rest of his cock that she wasn't able to reach, and the other was lightly fondling his balls.

Sirius, on his part, had his hands buried in her thick hair, trying very hard not to just push her onto his cock and evidently restraining himself. His eyes were squeezed shut and he was taking deep breaths to control his reactions and the effect Hermione's hot mouth was having on him.

Hermione hollowed her cheeks, and hummed slightly, going deeper, causing Sirius to release a husky moan that went straight to her nether regions. Encouraged by his response, she took him even deeper, enjoying the way he hit the back of her throat.

"Mione...love….if you keep...mhmmm yes….this going, then...I won't be able to...aghh..last..long," Sirius breathed all of a sudden.

And Hermione, instead of stopping, as he had expected, just sucked harder on his cock. Not a second later, Sirius came in her mouth with a loud groan. Hermione greedily swallowed as much as she could, but unable to keep up with it, some of it fell onto her chest.

Suddenly, she felt herself being pushed up and into the arms of one highly aroused Sirius Black.

She grinned sheepishly at his raised eyebrow. "What was that?"

"Well," she began, "I really wanted to try it out."

Sirius' eyebrow raised higher at her matter of fact tone before he broke down in hysterical laughter. "Oh Mione, where have you been all my life?"

Hermione just smiled and snuggled closer to him, surreptitiously casting a cleaning charm over them so they could be more comfortable.