AN: Sorry for not updating sooner guys life has been hectic. My mom is donating her kidney to her friend so things have been crazy. Anyways I'll try to update more. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

Sirius POV

Hermione was dancing in front of me her hips swaying back and forth. This was not what I had expected when I had poured the Firewhisky into her hot chocolate. I was only hoping for her to loosen up a bit after facing the bloody Boggart.

Hermione was suddenly leaning down low so I could see down her shirt singing drunkenly to me. I swallowed thickly, Merlin I hope she doesn't remember this."I need you baby, and if it's quite all right, I need you baby to warm a lonely night. I love you baby. Trust in me when I say, 'It's OK.'"

Harry and Ron exchanged a surprised look. I swallowed nervously and turned back to Hermione. My eyes almost bugged out of my head when I realized she was trying to take off her shirt. I quickly pulled her hands into mine.
"Oh pretty baby, 'Don't let me down,' I pray. Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby..." Hermione's eyes were half lidded and glazed. She had no idea what she was doing.

I was about to say something to her when she dipped her head and kissed my neck. "I love you Sirius."

I woke with a gasp and looked around disoriented. Something was wrong. Was Emily crying again? I listened quietly. No it wasn't Emily, who was snoring softly in her bed. Then why was my heart beating like mad?

Harry! Bloody hell it was Hermione! I gripped my head and rolled over. Something was terribly wrong. Harry must have been hurt. She was absolutely terrified. What was going on with my wife?!

Hermione POV

I fell to the ground Harry tightly gripped in my arms. We had been so wrong to go to Godric's Hallow. The snake and Voldemort had both been there. Thank Merlin we had gotten out of there when we did. Unfortunately I had broken Harry's wand with a missfired curse. Or I think I did.

I gasped out a pained breath and started to throw up the usual protection spells. My stomach was swirling and churning. Something was wrong. I fell to my knees and gasped out a desperate breath with tears in my eyes.

"Kreacher!" I called out dully. A soft pop was my only response.

"Madame Black?" The elf croaked coming over to me. His little hand touched my face and I shuddered. My stomach swooped again and I vomited onto the ground.

"Madame Black vomited blood what to do? What to do?" The elf croaked. I vomited again and I fell next to Harry who had passed out.

"Kreacher get help!" I gasped before I curled in on myself in the fetal position. It hurt. Everything hurt. There was a small pop and I finally slipped into blissful darkness.

Draco POV

I sat silently next to Theodore Nott who was reading his Potions book. He was staying over for the winter holiday and the spring holiday since we were the closest death eaters at Hogwarts. Greg and Vincent weren't death eaters yet and were quick to bemoan the fact that they weren't. They wanted the perks that came with the job.

Unfortunately they didn't realize how much it haunted you when you tortured someone else. How you could still hear their screams after you had left. The lifeless eyes staring at you. I shuddered and shook my head.

"Any news on the mudblood that ran off with Potter?" Theodore asked a wicked gleam in his eye.

"Er no," I muttered lowering the Daily Prophet. We hadn't been keeping up a conversation so I was surprised he had said anything at all. It must have been something big or he would have kept it to himself. Maybe he thought something might have been in the Prophet. "Why did something happen to her?"

"You could say that." He said tossing his book aside. "She and I had a little tête-à-tête earlier in the year."

"What happened?" I asked dreading the answer. Theodore had a very dark side and unfortunately for Granger he had an unhealthy obsession about her. I always wondered if Theodore hated her because he lusted after her. It wasn't hard to see that Theodore was attracted to her. To be perfectly honest she really had grown into herself and became quite pretty.

"Lets just say she and her blood traitor husband won't be together much longer." Theodore said a strange feral gleam in his eyes.

"What did you do?" I asked my heart pounding in my chest.

"I cursed her when we went after Potter." My stomach swooped and I wiped my eyes.

"What curse?" I asked dreading the answer. Whatever he had done was bad otherwise he wouldn't be so bloody happy. And he was happy. It was rolling off of him in waves.

"Actually its one I created specifically for the little mudblood." He said with a little snear. I lifted my eyebrow in question. "On the front its a curse that makes sure you can't procreate. Its very painful and completely changes the inside of you."

I gave a little shudder and made a face. "Anything else?"

"Of course." He said a glint in his eye. "She'll be dead by summer."

"Is there a counter curse?" I asked nervously. Granger may have been annoying as fuck but she didn't deserve to die such a painful death.

"Yes." Theodore said rolling his eyes. "But I doubt anyone would be able to pull it off."

"Why?" I asked my eyebrows drawn together in confusion.

"Someone who loves her has to kill me." He said with a little shrug. My eyes bugged and I almost fell out of my chair. How stupid could he be? Almost everyone loved Hermione. He would be his own downfall, the fool.

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