Drabble: Moving Out Sirius/Hermione

[ceredwensirius]

Title: Moving Out
Author: ceredwensirius
Written For: grangerblack100
Word Count: 337
Rating: PG
Challenge: Sunshine
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
Author's Note: Per the request of wickedswanz this is a continuation of Going For A Ride.

Silver, sleek and shiny, shimmering in the midday sunshine, the black and chrome bike of Sirius Black relaxed wantonly on the stand. The tire was turned just so and it gave the headlamp the appearance of watching her as she approached; the bike's owner was nowhere to be seen. The bike represented the one bone of contention between Hermione and her boyfriend Sirius and as she neared it, warily, she gave it a filthy look before passing it by.

In times of war, perhaps, or in great need, she would consent to the art of flying, however, going for a joyride with Sirius above the clouds was another matter altogether. He had vowed that one day he would get her up there, and she, with equal vehemence, and determined to do the exact opposite. A good three meters stood between her and the silver demon, and as her foot stepped beyond their parallel, she could have sworn she heard it snicker.

Too damned much like its owner, she thought.

She wondered what Sirius could be doing here; he never frequented the little bookshop where she loved to spend hours gazing at old bindings, the smell of ancient parchment and aging glue inviting her to open each one and discover its secrets. As she stepped off of the cobblestone street and onto the curb, the little bell from the shops door gave a tinkling ring and there in the doorway stood her wizard. He appeared to be as surprised to see her as she was to see him.

"Hermione."

"Sirius."

They stood there for a moment, the last words they had flung at each other hanging thick in the air between them. A voice from within the shop demanded that Sirius close the door and quit his loitering. A thick booted foot stepped away from the shop, leather and denim squeaking and sighing as he moved.

"I've paid your tab here," said Sirius quietly. His hair gleamed bluish black in the bright sun. "And... and I'm moving out."