Sirius carried Hermione to his room, he kicked open the door and lay her across his double bed. He pressed his lips hard against hers and she gripped his hair. Sirius slowly raised Hermione's top. His warm bare hands caressed her flat stomach. He kissed a path down Hermiones jaw and along her collarbone, he then began undoing Hermione's jeans; he pulled them off slowly, dropping them onto the ground. He moved back up to her lips, kissing them so softly it sent a shiver down her body. Hermione was burning for Sirius. She needed him, now. Hermione leant forward and gripped the front of Sirius' shirt and ripped it open, buttons flew onto the floor but Sirius didn't care. Hermione slowly pulled down the sleeves of Sirius' shirt releasing his muscles. Hermione kissed his chest and down his arm. She threw his shirt onto the floor and kissed his lips hard once more. Sirius kissed harder back and gripped her shoulders.

Quickly Hermione brought her hands to Sirius' jeans. She frantically unzipped them, as his tongue fought for dominance over hers. He slid them off and threw them away, leaving her lips momentarily before pressing them harder again against hers. Sirius pushed Hermione down on the bed and pulled back from her kiss. He slid his hand to the material of her knickers and slowly he prised them off. Hermione couldn't take it any longer. She moaned slightly, squirming her body. Sirius was looking down at her body, a lusting hunger in his eyes.

"Hermione, are you sure you want this?"

"Yes." She breathed.

Sirius ripped off his boxers and looked down at Hermione for the last time before he kissed her and finally Hermiones wish was granted.

Hermione woke from a deep sleep the next morning. There was a small crack in the curtains and a thin sliver of grey light from the foggy atmosphere outside was lighting the top of the bed. Hermione looked hazily to her side but Sirius was not there. She heard the shower in the bathroom next door, which re-assured her. Hermione stepped lightly out of bed pulled on her bra, knickers and top and walked out to the entrance of Sirius' bedroom and lent against the frame as she heard the bathroom door open. Trickles of water were falling from his Sirius' soaked hair and he wore nothing but a towel around his waist. Hermione thought he looked beautiful. Sirius smiled at her admiration.

"How did you sleep?" his soft voice soothed her.

"Fine." Hermione raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the floor. "It's actually the best I've slept since." She didn't need to say more, he knew what she meant.

"Good." Sirius gave her a light kiss on the forehead and walked past her into his bedroom.

"I need to go out for a while today, Dumbledore's orders."

Hermione was looking at him a little concerned. She didn't want him to get hurt.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Sirius smiled at her and started dressing.

" and Ginny will be coming by for the day, while I'm away, to protect you."

Hermione nodded, she hadn't seen anyone since her parents had died and she didn't know if she could face talking about it.

"When are they arriving?"

"Soon, they'll be here before I leave."

Hermione was quiet again staring into space. Sirius walked over to her, he was dressed except he hadn't put his shirt on yet.

"Everything will be alright." Sirius smiled and shook his head lightly at Hermione's unconvincing nod. He kissed her on the lips and walked out the door once more, pulling on his shirt.

"Go have a shower and freshen up, I'll call you when they're here." He called back to her from the stairs.

Hermione had showered and just finished dressing; she was half way down the stairs when she heard Mrs. Weasley and Ginny in the kitchen talking to Sirius. Hermione paused for a moment.

"Yes she has been very shaken up, for a while now."

"Oh of course the poor thing!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, "She must have been devastated…"

Hermione sighed and walked into the kitchen, Sirius, Mrs. Weasley and Ginny all looked up.

"Hermione!" Ginny ran forwards and hugged Hermione tightly.

"I'm so sorry about – " Ginny began but Hermione hugged her tighter.

"It's okay Ginny, I know." Hermione didn't want to talk about her parents but wanted to let Ginny know she was happy she was here and was grateful for what she was saying. Ginny let go and smiled at Hermione. Hermione then moved over to Mrs. Weasley and gave her a hug.

"Its great to see you Mrs. Weasley."

"You too dear."

"Right, well I better get going, they're waiting for me." Sirius smiled at them all and winked at Hermione before walking to the hallway, and with a loud crack he was gone. Hermione, Ginny and sat around talking for a long time. They told her how they knew that everyone else was safe and Dumbledore was trying to sort a few things out before they could find a new headquarters.

It was early evening before Sirius arrived once more. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny hugged Hermione goodbye and side along apparated back to wherever they were staying. Sirius and Hermione were alone again once more.

"How's your day been?" Sirius walked over to Hermione and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Hermione sighed happily.

"It's been nice, it was great to see Ginny and Molly."

"Good." Sirius smiled gently at her.

It was only a few weeks before Ginny and Mrs. Weasley were back again. Sirius had to leave on Dumbledore's orders again and this time he would be away for the night.

and Ginny would be sleeping in Sirius' room. During the day set about knitting, while Hermione and Ginny talked and played chess, and by the time it was evening Mrs. Weasley insisted that Hermione sit down and that she would cook for dinner. Sooner or later it was half past twelve and each of them were ready for bed. Hermione laid in her little single bed in the cottage and wondered where Sirius was and if he was safe, before slowly drifting to sleep. It was four o'clock in the morning when a crash downstairs woke her. Hermione jumped, her head spinning groggily. She grabbed her wand from the bedside table and descended the stairs in her pyjamas to see what had caused the noise.

"Lumos." Hermione was in the hallway at the bottom of the stairs, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley obviously hadn't been woken. Hermione walked into the kitchen and saw Sirius lying awkwardly on the floor.

"Sirius!" she cried.

Sirius groaned and tried to sit up. Hermione hurried to his side.

"Sirius what happened? Sirius?"

Sirius groaned once more, and tried to speak.

"Attacked – " Sirius let out another long moan. Hermione couldn't see where Sirius had been injured but she decided to investigate.

"Sirius I'm going to take your jacket off now okay?" Sirius nodded helplessly and Hermione slowly prised off his jacket. Sirius' shirt was covered in patches of blood.

Something sharp caught in Hermione's throat.

"Hold on Sirius just one second okay!" before waiting for an answer Hermione ran upstairs to the bathroom and fetched a bottle from the cupboard, before running back to Sirius' aid. Feeling ill Hermione fell to her knees at his side.

"Sirius, it's okay I'm here." Hermione carefully took Sirius shirt off, trying not to worsen the wounds or hurt him anymore. She gently poured some of the liquid from the bottle onto Sirius' wounds and immediately they began to heal.

Hermione tried to hold back the tears that were blinding her.'You need to be brave!' she thought, 'Sirius needs you to be brave!'

As Hermione poured more of the liquid onto Sirius' wounds, Sirius' eyes were shut tightly and his fists were curved into balls. He was obviously in pain but she had to do this, it was healing him.

"Shh – she soothed- its alright, just a bit longer." She cooed as she stroked his forehead.

Suddenly there was a loud crack in the hallway. Hermione swerved round and saw Remus Lupin walking towards her. Hermione swerved back to Sirius, not wanting to look away from him.

"What happened Lupin?" Lupin knelt down next to Hermione and Sirius.

"He was attacked by a Death Eater. It happened so quickly, what's that you're giving him?"

"It's Dittany, it's healing him." Lupin put his arm around Hermione's back.

"It's okay Hermione, he will be alright."

Hermione was shaking; there was blood all over her hands.

All of Sirius' wounds were now closed and Hermione looked down at Sirius waiting for him to say something.

"Hermione." Remus was looking at her. Hermione looked up at him after a moment, worry seeping from her eyes and a shake in her body.

"He needs to rest, I'll carry him upstairs, clean up your hands, then go wake Molly."

Hermione nodded, two hot tears were sliding down her face.

Lupin lifted Sirius from the floor and went to carry him upstairs. Hermione had to try and control herself before going up. She wiped the tears of her cheeks; but more were rolling down her face. Hermione took two deep breaths and rested her head in her hands before she slowly scrambled to her feet and left the dark kitchen to go wake Mrs. Weasley.

Hermione reached Sirius' room and entered. She walked over to Mrs. Weasley who was sleeping soundly next to her daughter and shook the sheets. Hermione's hands were still covered in Sirius' blood but she didn't care.

"Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley!"

Molly Weasley turned in her sleep and opened her eyes, looking at Hermione.

"Hermione? What's wrong?"

"It's Sirius, he's back but he's hurt. Lupin arrived shortly after, he told me to wake you."

"Goodness, okay!"

Ginny woke from the sound of her mothers voice.

"Whut?"

"Ginny dear, Sirius is back but he's hurt. I need to go speak to Lupin."

Ginny sat up and looked at Hermione as Mrs. Weasley got up and left the room. Ginny could see the worry and pain in her eyes and then –

"Hermione! You've got blood all over your face and hands!"

Hermione nodded weakly and Ginny got up and hugged Hermione. Hermione hugged her back and both followed Mrs. Weasley to Hermione's bedroom where Sirius was lying, passed out on the bed and Lupin and Mrs. Weasley were talking next to him.

Hermione stared at Sirius' lifeless body. She knew he would be okay, but his pale, scarred body overwhelmed her. She moved over to the other side of the bed and knelt down. Fresh warm tears were fogging Hermione's eyes. She took hold of Sirius' hand and squeezed, hard.