Thank you lavonne1962, paulaa90, Kareth Schara, Shirosaki-Yuki, Mo, Galatea Black, siriusbarks, Mojojojo, Meghan, Ashley Ayoub, Passerculi and Guests... I'm continuing this story only for you guys... Love you lots... Please continue reviewing...
And paulaa90, thank you so much for your support... This chapter is dedicated to you... And I would also take this opportunity to make a proposal..
*Le me bending on one knee, holding out a pen*
"Paulaa90, would you make this inexperienced writer the luckiest by accepting to be my Beta reader? :- ) "
*Le me blushing*
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Finally, the night had arrived.
Hermione stood before the painting of the big grumpy cat. It had been difficult to leave the common room unnoticed, but she somehow managed to slip past the Fat Lady's portrait. It was five minutes to midnight. She tapped her foot on the cold marble floor impatiently. It had been a long day. The previous night she had been taken to the Headmaster's office, drugged and placed under the black lake. She woke up to find herself soaking wet with Krum's protective arm around her. She felt somewhat disappointed at the fact that Harry would miss Ron the most. What added to her disappointment was her desire to be in Sirius's arms instead of Krum's.
Sirius… His name made butterflies flutter in her stomach.
Oh girl, stop it! It was just a kiss… As if he would even want anything more to do with you…
But his eyes had lit up with something so sincere… She couldn't help but wonder whether it could result to something more. Yes, he was way older then her. But in the magical world, that age difference didn't matter. Besides, they just kissed, right? They weren't doing anything wrong. And she was sure Sirius would never hurt her; he would never stoop so low as to toy with her emotions or take advantage.
Hermione's face lit up into a bright smile when she heard soft footsteps coming towards her. She blushed and turned swiftly to come face to face with a cold, expressionless face, hooked nose and lean figure with billowing robes.
"Miss Granger, I assume you have appropriate excuse to be here after curfew? Perhaps you wanted to take a midnight stroll with the famous Potter? "
"Sir, I.. well… I… ummm…"
"Enough! Fifty points from Gryffindor and a detention at my office next Saturday. Now, get back to your dormitory before I feel less generous."
"Yes Sir."
Hermione almost ran down the hall. No one noticed the large dog standing in the dark corner, who, having witnessed the entire scene, slipped away quietly.
Neither did anyone noticed the clenched fists or the small amount of hurt and longing in the Potion master's eyes as he stared after his brightest student...
Oh no, you didn't! Yes, I did ;-)
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