Disclaimer: Still the same. I own nothing.

RE: Whispers Scream-Yeah, I'm aware of the time difference. I was actually not going to mention it unless anyone brought it to my attention. I'm really not changing anything other than having it 10 years later (…well 11). So it is a bit of an AU, but it won't change the plot, I just figured that I would set it in today's time, 2006, even if it's Hermione's 5th year. That's going to be the only time difference so far that I'm aware of. (I post a chapter when I finish it, so I'm not quite sure yet.)

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Sirius was staring at her from across the table and it was starting to make her feel uneasy.

He had taken her on a tour of the castle, complete with short cuts and secret passages, and they were now sitting in the kitchen drinking hot tea.

And he was staring at her.

Hermione tried to ignore it, but finally, she no longer could. "Is something wrong?" She asked him.

Sirius didn't answer right away. "Where are you really from?" He asked her.

"I…What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well," Sirius started. "When you first got here, you were wearing different robes. They were from Hogwarts, but they were different. Also, you commented on never seeing the Threshals before." He paused. "And when most people see the castle for the first time, they show some form of expression."

Hermione looked down at her hands on the table.

"Look," Sirius said, resting his hands on hers. "I'm not going to judge you. I'd just like to know who you really are. I…I feel like I have known you forever, and it bothers me a bit."

"Sirius," she said looking up at him. "It's not that easy. You're right. I'm not who I said I was, but I don't think I should tell you yet."

"Why not?" He asked with urgency in his voice.

Tears began to well up in Hermione's eyes. "I don't know what it could do." She said.

Sirius got up, and sat down on the bench next to Hermione, and pulled her into a hug.

"You don't have to tell me yet if you don't want to. It's alright." He lifted up her chin so she was looking at him.

Hermione looked into his eyes, not believing the situation that she had been thrown into today. Just a few hours ago, she was in the company of Harry and Ron and the Order.

Reality, however, came crashing back to her as she felt Sirius' lips on her own.

"What was that for?!" She recoiled and jumped off the bench instantly.

Sirius looked at her wide-eyed. "I don't know! It just felt right!"

"I can't kiss you," Hermione said incredulously. "You're Harry's godfather! Bloody hell!"

"Who?" Sirius asked, confused.

Hermione was slowly calming down. "Who, what?"

Sirius looked at her, his eyes narrowing. "Who is Harry?"

"Shit…oh fuck…"

Hermione sat down on the floor and put her head in her hands. "Sirius…is there any way that you can just forget what I said for now?"

He glared down at her. "What is the big deal? I mean we all have secrets, why is your so important?"

"Because the fact that you can turn yourself into a dog can hardy change the future!" She yelled at him and instantly regretted her outburst.

"…you're from the future? And you know me then?" He asked her slowly.

Hermione looked up at him. "Yes Sirius, I am, and I do."

"That's why you can't say anything then, because you can change what happens?"

She nodded at him.

"Alright," he said.

"That's it?" Hermione asked. "You believe me, just like that?"

"Sure," he said with a smile. "Why else would a girl not want to kiss me? Obviously she'd need a pretty good reason."

"You are such an ass."

Sirius laughed and helped her up off the floor.

"Listen Sirius, I can't have many people know about this. I'm sure whatever I say you'll end up telling James and Remus, but no one else, okay? Not even Peter. Promise me Sirius."

"For a kiss?" He asked her.

Hermione glared at him. "You cannot be serious."

"That's my name, love."

"Fine," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. She pushed herself up on to her toes, and gave him a quick peck on his lips.

She went to move away quickly, but Sirius held her close. "That wasn't a real kiss," he said and placed his lips back on her own.

The kiss was soft and tender, making Hermione's knees go weak.

Sirius let go of her and she backed away slowly. "I can't believe I just did that," she whispered.

He smiled at her. "You want to go back to the dorms now?"

"Yeah," Hermione said, still trying to catch her breath.

"Alright," he said, pulling the invisibility cloak over her. "Let's go."