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Escape
Hermione woke up in Sirius’ arms, it was Saturday morning and a Hogsmeade weekend. The night before he had held her down and tickled her until she agreed to let him take her shopping. She felt odd about letting him spend money on her, he seemed prepared to go crazy on her but she was determined to keep the damage to a minimum.
She lay in his arms and listened to him breath as she thought over her week. It had been a week like no other in her experience. Sirius left last Saturday afternoon to attend an Order meeting and had returned Sunday morning to talk with her about Lucius Malfoy. She thought back to his confrontation with Lucius in Dumbledore’s office. At the time it had made her very nervous, she had worried there would be consequences.
Then he dropped his bomb, although she could barely remember the conversation. He was touching her softly in tender places, gently and without any real intensity. Just enough to distract her from rational thought as he explained the situation. Professor Snape had recommended that he go into hiding again. She thought surely he would be more depressed about his predicament but then he told her Professor Dumbledore said he could stay with her. When he told her this he was leaving the most wonderful little kisses along her neck. Then he asked her if he could move in. She said ‘yes’ without even thinking.
Over the last week he had used the floo network to live between the two locations. She was worried at first that he would be underfoot all the time but he was very respectful of her. In the last week she hadn’t been to the great hall for breakfast once. Sirius was an early riser and would go to the kitchens and charm the elves out of breakfast for two. She would tell him about what classes she had that day and what her Head Girl duties entailed. The others had figured out where she had been hiding and by Wednesday morning it was breakfast for five.
When it came to her study time he disappeared altogether, sometimes back to Grimmauld, other times to roam the castle. He had even ventured to Hogsmeade one evening. She had been concerned that he would prove too large a distraction for Harry as well but that also wasn’t the case. He had a knack for showing up when they were joking around or just letting off a little steam and then vanishing when they weren’t.
She wondered where he got off to and whether or not he was causing trouble. Her potions class that Tuesday afternoon told her everything she needed to know. Professor Snape was the coldest, most controlled man she had ever laid eyes. He swept about the castle like an overgrown bat, soundlessly and nearly omniscient. He moved with practiced grace and projected a sinister aura.
The Tuesday after Sirius moved in he stumbled ungainly into his classroom. The first thing she noticed was that his hair appeared to have been washed. The static in his squeaky clean hair caused it to lift slightly in places and flutter as he moved. The most memorable thing of all was the fact that he left her and Harry completely alone. They were nearly invisible to him until she raised her hand to answer a question. Seeming to struggle with himself and against his own volition he actually picked her. The mouths of every student in the classroom dropped open as they stared in dumb fascination. That was the best potions class she had ever had.
The low point in her week had come the following day. Hermione heard a voice behind her. “So here we are about to do our little dance, only I’ve got you this time mudblood!” Hermione didn’t have time to react to him however Sirius had turned the corner as Draco had started to speak. He saw what she couldn’t and he flicked his wand at Draco. She turned in time to see the blond crumple to the ground.
“Your little dance? What did he mean by that, Hermione?” All she could think about was how angry he was going to be when he found out she hadn’t confided in him.
“Your little dance?” He queried a second time with a hint of agitation creeping into his voice. Comprehension dawned on his face as he moved toward her like a predator. She backed herself into the wall.
Sirius leaned into her, he had one hand resting on the wall above her head the other was tracing a line from her cheek down to her neck. She held her back stiff against the wall. His voice was soft but there was a dangerous edge to it. “So…just how long has this been going on?”
Her eyes flicked to the prone form of Draco lying on the castle floor, she could feel the anger radiating off of him. Hermione shook her head, she opened her mouth to try and lie but all that came out was a scratchy whine. “I see…” said Sirius. “Since out little meeting in Dumbledore’s office.” He made a little clicking sound with his tongue. He flicked his wand lazily and sent off a patronus.
His eyes bored into hers, she tried to look away but he forcibly turned her head to face him. He instantly softened his grip on her jaw when he heard her whimper. “Why?”
Hermione’s first word was a high pitched unintelligible squeak, she cleared her throat. “I…I just didn’t want you to do something rash.” Her eyes flicked to Draco once again.
“That wasn’t rash, Hermione.” He growled, “Your back was turned and he was about to hex you.”
Harry and Ron rounded the corner, for a moment it looked to them like Sirius and Hermione were having an intimate moment against the castle wall. Her body language read different and both boys were swept up in protective waves for her.
“Hermione are you, ok?” Asked Harry tentatively.
Sirius casually turned his head to look at his godsend, he took in Harry’s aggressive stance and chuckled softly. “I’m not hurting her, Harry.” He turned back to her and spoke in the same soft voice. “Just how angry are they going to be with you?”
Hermione whimpered in the back of her throat. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, when she opened them she had a defiant glint in her soft brown eyes. She observed the over protective males surrounding her and was overcome by a surge of anger. Sirius read the change in her instantly and stepped back in mild amusement.
“Draco has been stalking me on my way to Transfiguration every Wednesday. I have mananged to look after myself. I’m not some silly girl who doesn’t know how to take of herself!” She was fuming, her face was flush with her anger and her eyes had taken on a dangerous glitter.
Only Sirius took note of Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall who were now standing along the sidelines of the little confrontation, listening intently.
Ron rounded on her first. “Every week?,” he shouted. “Every week! How could you not tell us, Hermione?”
Harry looked at her with hurt and disbelief. “Why didn’t you tell us, Hermione? We’re your best friends!”
When she spoke her voice had a high, shrill quality. “Why? Are you serious? The last time Ron nearly got himself expelled!”
“You underestimate me Mrs. Black.” The trio of friends jumped slightly at hearing Professor Dumbledore’s voice. “I would never expel a student for coming to the defense of a friend.”
Hermione quailed at the Headmaster’s voice, who wasn’t she going to be in trouble with today?
“Really, Mrs. Black,” began Professor McGonagall. “No one believes you can’t take care of yourself but you should have told some one what was going on. I’m very disappointed in you.”
“Harry, would you and Ron please go and fetch Madam Pomfrey and let her know we have an injured student.” Dumbledore smiled kindly at the boys. Dumbledore walked over to Draco and bent down to check on him. While they waited Hermione snuck a look at Sirius. He was looking directly at her and he was anything but pleased.
The boys returned with Madam Pomfrey who shot an angry look at Sirius. She fussed over her patient, reviving him and then walking him past the group that had gathered there because of his actions. Sirius took a step toward Draco but Madam Pomfrey pointed her wand at him and fixed him with a lethal glare. Sirius backed down but continued to glare at Draco who was trying to look invisible behind the medi-witches body.
“Sirius, will you and your wife please accompany myself and Professor McGonagall to my office.” Dumbledore turned his attention to the boys. “I think that’s all for now,” he spoke to Harry and Ron. “You two can return to your common room and wait for Mrs. Black there.”
Hermione allowed herself to be led by Sirius to Dumbledore’s office. They waited while Professor McGonagall found Professor Snape. Hermione took note of the wary way in which Snape regarded Sirius.
Hermione recounted the last several weeks beginning with her first encounter with Draco. She glanced at Sirius’ face a few times, he was working hard at a calm exterior however his teeth were clenched and a little muscle in his jaw was occasionally jumping. Once she had finished her story Professor McGonagall was the first to speak.
“You were to notify us immediately if anything else happened. The fact that you deliberately with held information about an attack…did you stop to think that he may have been doing the same thing to other muggleborn girls?” McGonagall’s eyes were trained on Hermione in a hard stare.
Hermione’s head popped up, she looked at her Head of House with true remorse, she hadn’t considered that possibility. She shook her head and thought about who else might have had to suffer Draco’s treatment the way she had.
“Well…I am giving you a week’s worth of detentions to think over your actions. You are Head Girl and have a responsibility to the safety and welfare of the students of this school.” Hermione stared at McGonagall in disbelief.
Professor Dumbledore turned his attention to Sirius. “You attacked one of my students.”
“I acted in defense of my wife,” replied Sirius, there was a defiant look in his eye. “According to you that boy will now be expelled.”
“Yes, he will.” Hermione felt a cold chill run down her back at Dumbledore’s words. If Lucius was mad now, what would happen when he heard about this? “But Sirius,” continued Dumbledore, “you could have simply cast a shield charm on her and defended her just as well.”
“I merely put him to sleep, which is a standard defensive strategy.” Sirius words carried a tinge of ice, he thought having to explain his actions was ludicrous. He would do as he pleased where Hermione was concerned.
“Very well, but if you feel the need to defend her against any of my other students lets keep it to shield charms.” Despite the firmness of his words there was a hint of amusement in the old man’s eyes.
Sirius gave him a curt nod. “Are we done here? I have a few things to discuss with my wife.”
He heard Hermione groan in the seat next to him. Would this day never end, she thought to herself?
“I think that’s all.” Replied Dumbledore.
Sirius grabbed her by the arm once they had stepped clear of the gargoyle. “Inform your friends they are not to disturb us tonight, they’ll just have to study elsewhere.” The edge to his voice was sharp, she could hear the smoldering anger.
“Sirius…”
He walked away from her without looking back. “I’m going to the kitchen to get dinner.”
Hermione felt drained as she walked back to the Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ron spent a full ten minutes dressing her down for keeping something like her safety from them.
Ron squealed like a girl when he heard that Malfoy was being expelled. He and Ginny danced happily around the common room, laughing wildly and grinning like loons.
Hermione’s worried expression prompted Harry to push for more information. She reluctantly filled them in on the current potential threat from Lucius Malfoy. Harry understood the threat immediately but Ron was having trouble with any concept other than no more Malfoy. Harry was glad Sirius was around to protect Hermione because he feared the worst. Hermione trudged off to her dormitory to receive her final tongue lashing for the day.
Sirius was already waiting for her when she arrived. He appeared to have cooled down a little but he still had a hardness to his gaze. The tension in the room was thick and getting heavier by the minute as neither one of them were speaking.
Sirius finally broke the silence. “A fellow student, a fellow male student pushes you down and licks and you, what, say nothing? Nothing?”
“Sirius…”
“That was rhetorical. I’m not nearly done. As pleased as I was to hear that you defended yourself you should have confided in someone. Do you have any idea what your safety means to me? I altered my entire life to keep you safe and this is how you repay me?” He walked over to her and smoothed his hands down her arms. He picked her hands up in his and kissed them each. “I am not complaining but you are going to have to start trusting me.”
Tears slid down her face, she felt so ashamed of herself. She had good intentions in bearing the burden alone but hearing it from someone else’s point of view made her reasoning seem a bit shallow. Sirius pulled her onto a couch with him and held her close.
“That Poulterous Charm works rather well, does it not?” Sirius chuckled, his breath tickled the skin on her neck. She stifled the shiver unwilling to let his charm work on her.
She thought about the first time she made Draco do his chicken dance. Then she thought about his father. “Lucius Malfoy is going to be really angry when he finds out that his son is expelled.”
Sirius wrapped his arms around her a little tighter. “I’ll keep you safe, I promise.” His hands caressed the soft skin on her back, she couldn’t suppress the shiver this time. Sirius chuckled softly and shifted in his seat so that he had better access to her. He gently took her by the back of the head and kissed her with passion. He tilted her head to change direction slightly, this way and then that. He pulled back to look into the eyes of a breathless Hermione. “I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you.”
The look in his eyes took her breath away. His eyes were filled with an emotion she was unfamiliar with, it was a raw, possessive look. Hermione wasn’t sure how she felt about that. The emotion he was projecting made her feel naked and exposed, his eyes bored into hers, searching for something.
She tried to dismiss it, justify it in a way that was more comfortable for her. Maybe it was just attraction and affection. She was certainly attracted to him and held him in great affection.
She remembered the very first time she noticed his rare masculine beauty. It was their second weekend together. He had been gentle but so much more passionate and playful than their first encounter. With the fear out of the way he showed her how much fun it could be. She didn’t know why she hadn’t seen it before; what a beautiful man he was.
She suddenly realized they had been looking into each other’s eyes for a good minute. There was a question on Sirius’ face that she wasn’t ready to answer yet. She averted her eyes and snuggled herself into his warm embrace. He held her that way, just listening to her breath for a long while. His stomach rumbling urged him to move, he shifted a little to find she had passed out in his arms. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, dressed her for bed and tucked her in.
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Hermione blinked her eyes, pulling herself out of her reverie. She nudged the sleeping Adonis next to her who began to stir groggily. She reminded him that her friends would be showing up within the hour so they needed to get a move on. He grumbled at being denied his morning romp with her but obediently dressed and left for the kitchen.
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Sirius was escorting Hermione and Ginny into Hogsmead, they walked along at an easy pace. The boys were anxious to see Fred and George’s new shop and had run ahead of them. Just as they were entering the outskirts of the village Harry and Ron came running down to them.
“Death Eaters!”
Sirius scanned the area in front of him, there were three men in black cloaks running toward them. He gave Ginny a hard push in the direction of the castle and told them, “Run!”
Hermione surveyed the situation, her friends were sprinting away while Sirius had taken on a battle stance. Their pursuers were closing the distance between them. She pulled Sirius’ birthday gift out of her pocket and activated it. It wouldn’t help them but it would keep her friends safe. The diversion created a screen behind them, the danger however, was in front of them.
Standing behind the Death Eaters were two ministry officials and a dementor. One of the Death Eaters shot a curse at them and hit Hermione square in the chest, she collapsed to the ground. Sirius shot back and scooped her up and was gone with a soft ‘pop.’
Sirius apparated them to the alley behind number twelve Grimmauld Place, he rounded the corner and saw two Death Eaters watching his home. He knew they couldn’t actually see it but were hoping to catch them making an attempt at returning. He quickly turned on the spot and arrived at the Burrow. He ran inside and yelled for Molly.
She came running down the stairs, took in the sight before her and grabbed her medical kit. Sirius muttered, “Ennervate” and Hermione began to come around. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the kitchen door.
“Sirius, what happened.” Hermione looked groggily around. “Why are we at the Burrow?”
“Shhh,” he soothed. “We’re in a spot of trouble, I need you to keep a cool head.”
Molly shoved a few bottle of potion into his hand, “Get out of here, I’ll stall them.”
Sirius pulled Hermione into his arms and spun, they arrived at Shell Cottage only to find Death Eaters banging away on Bill’s door. Sirius swore under his breath and ducked two curses. He closed his eyes and thought carefully about where he was going to take her.
They touched down outside the cottages in Austria, Sirius cast a spell to detect human presence. There was someone inside the cottage. The door opened to reveal Bellatrix Lestrange, he heard her inhuman laugh as she raised her wand against them. Sirius and Hermione were gone before Bellatrix could complete her attack.
Hermione was terrified, they couldn’t seem to shake their attackers. She looked around at where Sirius had brought them. All the signs were in German but she didn’t recognize the town as being Salzburg. Sirius grabbed her hand and they ran across the street to a little hotel. They quickly got a room and got themselves indoors. He set up a series of complicated wards, drew all the blinds and fell across the bed, completely exhausted.
“We’ve got to get out of Europe.” Sirius knew where he planned to take them. It had been a number of years since his visit but he had friends there and he knew they would take them in. “Let me rest a little while and we’ll go.”
“Go where?”
“Mexico.”
Escape
Hermione woke up in Sirius’ arms, it was Saturday morning and a Hogsmeade weekend. The night before he had held her down and tickled her until she agreed to let him take her shopping. She felt odd about letting him spend money on her, he seemed prepared to go crazy on her but she was determined to keep the damage to a minimum.
She lay in his arms and listened to him breath as she thought over her week. It had been a week like no other in her experience. Sirius left last Saturday afternoon to attend an Order meeting and had returned Sunday morning to talk with her about Lucius Malfoy. She thought back to his confrontation with Lucius in Dumbledore’s office. At the time it had made her very nervous, she had worried there would be consequences.
Then he dropped his bomb, although she could barely remember the conversation. He was touching her softly in tender places, gently and without any real intensity. Just enough to distract her from rational thought as he explained the situation. Professor Snape had recommended that he go into hiding again. She thought surely he would be more depressed about his predicament but then he told her Professor Dumbledore said he could stay with her. When he told her this he was leaving the most wonderful little kisses along her neck. Then he asked her if he could move in. She said ‘yes’ without even thinking.
Over the last week he had used the floo network to live between the two locations. She was worried at first that he would be underfoot all the time but he was very respectful of her. In the last week she hadn’t been to the great hall for breakfast once. Sirius was an early riser and would go to the kitchens and charm the elves out of breakfast for two. She would tell him about what classes she had that day and what her Head Girl duties entailed. The others had figured out where she had been hiding and by Wednesday morning it was breakfast for five.
When it came to her study time he disappeared altogether, sometimes back to Grimmauld, other times to roam the castle. He had even ventured to Hogsmeade one evening. She had been concerned that he would prove too large a distraction for Harry as well but that also wasn’t the case. He had a knack for showing up when they were joking around or just letting off a little steam and then vanishing when they weren’t.
She wondered where he got off to and whether or not he was causing trouble. Her potions class that Tuesday afternoon told her everything she needed to know. Professor Snape was the coldest, most controlled man she had ever laid eyes. He swept about the castle like an overgrown bat, soundlessly and nearly omniscient. He moved with practiced grace and projected a sinister aura.
The Tuesday after Sirius moved in he stumbled ungainly into his classroom. The first thing she noticed was that his hair appeared to have been washed. The static in his squeaky clean hair caused it to lift slightly in places and flutter as he moved. The most memorable thing of all was the fact that he left her and Harry completely alone. They were nearly invisible to him until she raised her hand to answer a question. Seeming to struggle with himself and against his own volition he actually picked her. The mouths of every student in the classroom dropped open as they stared in dumb fascination. That was the best potions class she had ever had.
The low point in her week had come the following day. Hermione heard a voice behind her. “So here we are about to do our little dance, only I’ve got you this time mudblood!” Hermione didn’t have time to react to him however Sirius had turned the corner as Draco had started to speak. He saw what she couldn’t and he flicked his wand at Draco. She turned in time to see the blond crumple to the ground.
“Your little dance? What did he mean by that, Hermione?” All she could think about was how angry he was going to be when he found out she hadn’t confided in him.
“Your little dance?” He queried a second time with a hint of agitation creeping into his voice. Comprehension dawned on his face as he moved toward her like a predator. She backed herself into the wall.
Sirius leaned into her, he had one hand resting on the wall above her head the other was tracing a line from her cheek down to her neck. She held her back stiff against the wall. His voice was soft but there was a dangerous edge to it. “So…just how long has this been going on?”
Her eyes flicked to the prone form of Draco lying on the castle floor, she could feel the anger radiating off of him. Hermione shook her head, she opened her mouth to try and lie but all that came out was a scratchy whine. “I see…” said Sirius. “Since out little meeting in Dumbledore’s office.” He made a little clicking sound with his tongue. He flicked his wand lazily and sent off a patronus.
His eyes bored into hers, she tried to look away but he forcibly turned her head to face him. He instantly softened his grip on her jaw when he heard her whimper. “Why?”
Hermione’s first word was a high pitched unintelligible squeak, she cleared her throat. “I…I just didn’t want you to do something rash.” Her eyes flicked to Draco once again.
“That wasn’t rash, Hermione.” He growled, “Your back was turned and he was about to hex you.”
Harry and Ron rounded the corner, for a moment it looked to them like Sirius and Hermione were having an intimate moment against the castle wall. Her body language read different and both boys were swept up in protective waves for her.
“Hermione are you, ok?” Asked Harry tentatively.
Sirius casually turned his head to look at his godsend, he took in Harry’s aggressive stance and chuckled softly. “I’m not hurting her, Harry.” He turned back to her and spoke in the same soft voice. “Just how angry are they going to be with you?”
Hermione whimpered in the back of her throat. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, when she opened them she had a defiant glint in her soft brown eyes. She observed the over protective males surrounding her and was overcome by a surge of anger. Sirius read the change in her instantly and stepped back in mild amusement.
“Draco has been stalking me on my way to Transfiguration every Wednesday. I have mananged to look after myself. I’m not some silly girl who doesn’t know how to take of herself!” She was fuming, her face was flush with her anger and her eyes had taken on a dangerous glitter.
Only Sirius took note of Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall who were now standing along the sidelines of the little confrontation, listening intently.
Ron rounded on her first. “Every week?,” he shouted. “Every week! How could you not tell us, Hermione?”
Harry looked at her with hurt and disbelief. “Why didn’t you tell us, Hermione? We’re your best friends!”
When she spoke her voice had a high, shrill quality. “Why? Are you serious? The last time Ron nearly got himself expelled!”
“You underestimate me Mrs. Black.” The trio of friends jumped slightly at hearing Professor Dumbledore’s voice. “I would never expel a student for coming to the defense of a friend.”
Hermione quailed at the Headmaster’s voice, who wasn’t she going to be in trouble with today?
“Really, Mrs. Black,” began Professor McGonagall. “No one believes you can’t take care of yourself but you should have told some one what was going on. I’m very disappointed in you.”
“Harry, would you and Ron please go and fetch Madam Pomfrey and let her know we have an injured student.” Dumbledore smiled kindly at the boys. Dumbledore walked over to Draco and bent down to check on him. While they waited Hermione snuck a look at Sirius. He was looking directly at her and he was anything but pleased.
The boys returned with Madam Pomfrey who shot an angry look at Sirius. She fussed over her patient, reviving him and then walking him past the group that had gathered there because of his actions. Sirius took a step toward Draco but Madam Pomfrey pointed her wand at him and fixed him with a lethal glare. Sirius backed down but continued to glare at Draco who was trying to look invisible behind the medi-witches body.
“Sirius, will you and your wife please accompany myself and Professor McGonagall to my office.” Dumbledore turned his attention to the boys. “I think that’s all for now,” he spoke to Harry and Ron. “You two can return to your common room and wait for Mrs. Black there.”
Hermione allowed herself to be led by Sirius to Dumbledore’s office. They waited while Professor McGonagall found Professor Snape. Hermione took note of the wary way in which Snape regarded Sirius.
Hermione recounted the last several weeks beginning with her first encounter with Draco. She glanced at Sirius’ face a few times, he was working hard at a calm exterior however his teeth were clenched and a little muscle in his jaw was occasionally jumping. Once she had finished her story Professor McGonagall was the first to speak.
“You were to notify us immediately if anything else happened. The fact that you deliberately with held information about an attack…did you stop to think that he may have been doing the same thing to other muggleborn girls?” McGonagall’s eyes were trained on Hermione in a hard stare.
Hermione’s head popped up, she looked at her Head of House with true remorse, she hadn’t considered that possibility. She shook her head and thought about who else might have had to suffer Draco’s treatment the way she had.
“Well…I am giving you a week’s worth of detentions to think over your actions. You are Head Girl and have a responsibility to the safety and welfare of the students of this school.” Hermione stared at McGonagall in disbelief.
Professor Dumbledore turned his attention to Sirius. “You attacked one of my students.”
“I acted in defense of my wife,” replied Sirius, there was a defiant look in his eye. “According to you that boy will now be expelled.”
“Yes, he will.” Hermione felt a cold chill run down her back at Dumbledore’s words. If Lucius was mad now, what would happen when he heard about this? “But Sirius,” continued Dumbledore, “you could have simply cast a shield charm on her and defended her just as well.”
“I merely put him to sleep, which is a standard defensive strategy.” Sirius words carried a tinge of ice, he thought having to explain his actions was ludicrous. He would do as he pleased where Hermione was concerned.
“Very well, but if you feel the need to defend her against any of my other students lets keep it to shield charms.” Despite the firmness of his words there was a hint of amusement in the old man’s eyes.
Sirius gave him a curt nod. “Are we done here? I have a few things to discuss with my wife.”
He heard Hermione groan in the seat next to him. Would this day never end, she thought to herself?
“I think that’s all.” Replied Dumbledore.
Sirius grabbed her by the arm once they had stepped clear of the gargoyle. “Inform your friends they are not to disturb us tonight, they’ll just have to study elsewhere.” The edge to his voice was sharp, she could hear the smoldering anger.
“Sirius…”
He walked away from her without looking back. “I’m going to the kitchen to get dinner.”
Hermione felt drained as she walked back to the Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ron spent a full ten minutes dressing her down for keeping something like her safety from them.
Ron squealed like a girl when he heard that Malfoy was being expelled. He and Ginny danced happily around the common room, laughing wildly and grinning like loons.
Hermione’s worried expression prompted Harry to push for more information. She reluctantly filled them in on the current potential threat from Lucius Malfoy. Harry understood the threat immediately but Ron was having trouble with any concept other than no more Malfoy. Harry was glad Sirius was around to protect Hermione because he feared the worst. Hermione trudged off to her dormitory to receive her final tongue lashing for the day.
Sirius was already waiting for her when she arrived. He appeared to have cooled down a little but he still had a hardness to his gaze. The tension in the room was thick and getting heavier by the minute as neither one of them were speaking.
Sirius finally broke the silence. “A fellow student, a fellow male student pushes you down and licks and you, what, say nothing? Nothing?”
“Sirius…”
“That was rhetorical. I’m not nearly done. As pleased as I was to hear that you defended yourself you should have confided in someone. Do you have any idea what your safety means to me? I altered my entire life to keep you safe and this is how you repay me?” He walked over to her and smoothed his hands down her arms. He picked her hands up in his and kissed them each. “I am not complaining but you are going to have to start trusting me.”
Tears slid down her face, she felt so ashamed of herself. She had good intentions in bearing the burden alone but hearing it from someone else’s point of view made her reasoning seem a bit shallow. Sirius pulled her onto a couch with him and held her close.
“That Poulterous Charm works rather well, does it not?” Sirius chuckled, his breath tickled the skin on her neck. She stifled the shiver unwilling to let his charm work on her.
She thought about the first time she made Draco do his chicken dance. Then she thought about his father. “Lucius Malfoy is going to be really angry when he finds out that his son is expelled.”
Sirius wrapped his arms around her a little tighter. “I’ll keep you safe, I promise.” His hands caressed the soft skin on her back, she couldn’t suppress the shiver this time. Sirius chuckled softly and shifted in his seat so that he had better access to her. He gently took her by the back of the head and kissed her with passion. He tilted her head to change direction slightly, this way and then that. He pulled back to look into the eyes of a breathless Hermione. “I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you.”
The look in his eyes took her breath away. His eyes were filled with an emotion she was unfamiliar with, it was a raw, possessive look. Hermione wasn’t sure how she felt about that. The emotion he was projecting made her feel naked and exposed, his eyes bored into hers, searching for something.
She tried to dismiss it, justify it in a way that was more comfortable for her. Maybe it was just attraction and affection. She was certainly attracted to him and held him in great affection.
She remembered the very first time she noticed his rare masculine beauty. It was their second weekend together. He had been gentle but so much more passionate and playful than their first encounter. With the fear out of the way he showed her how much fun it could be. She didn’t know why she hadn’t seen it before; what a beautiful man he was.
She suddenly realized they had been looking into each other’s eyes for a good minute. There was a question on Sirius’ face that she wasn’t ready to answer yet. She averted her eyes and snuggled herself into his warm embrace. He held her that way, just listening to her breath for a long while. His stomach rumbling urged him to move, he shifted a little to find she had passed out in his arms. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, dressed her for bed and tucked her in.
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Hermione blinked her eyes, pulling herself out of her reverie. She nudged the sleeping Adonis next to her who began to stir groggily. She reminded him that her friends would be showing up within the hour so they needed to get a move on. He grumbled at being denied his morning romp with her but obediently dressed and left for the kitchen.
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Sirius was escorting Hermione and Ginny into Hogsmead, they walked along at an easy pace. The boys were anxious to see Fred and George’s new shop and had run ahead of them. Just as they were entering the outskirts of the village Harry and Ron came running down to them.
“Death Eaters!”
Sirius scanned the area in front of him, there were three men in black cloaks running toward them. He gave Ginny a hard push in the direction of the castle and told them, “Run!”
Hermione surveyed the situation, her friends were sprinting away while Sirius had taken on a battle stance. Their pursuers were closing the distance between them. She pulled Sirius’ birthday gift out of her pocket and activated it. It wouldn’t help them but it would keep her friends safe. The diversion created a screen behind them, the danger however, was in front of them.
Standing behind the Death Eaters were two ministry officials and a dementor. One of the Death Eaters shot a curse at them and hit Hermione square in the chest, she collapsed to the ground. Sirius shot back and scooped her up and was gone with a soft ‘pop.’
Sirius apparated them to the alley behind number twelve Grimmauld Place, he rounded the corner and saw two Death Eaters watching his home. He knew they couldn’t actually see it but were hoping to catch them making an attempt at returning. He quickly turned on the spot and arrived at the Burrow. He ran inside and yelled for Molly.
She came running down the stairs, took in the sight before her and grabbed her medical kit. Sirius muttered, “Ennervate” and Hermione began to come around. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the kitchen door.
“Sirius, what happened.” Hermione looked groggily around. “Why are we at the Burrow?”
“Shhh,” he soothed. “We’re in a spot of trouble, I need you to keep a cool head.”
Molly shoved a few bottle of potion into his hand, “Get out of here, I’ll stall them.”
Sirius pulled Hermione into his arms and spun, they arrived at Shell Cottage only to find Death Eaters banging away on Bill’s door. Sirius swore under his breath and ducked two curses. He closed his eyes and thought carefully about where he was going to take her.
They touched down outside the cottages in Austria, Sirius cast a spell to detect human presence. There was someone inside the cottage. The door opened to reveal Bellatrix Lestrange, he heard her inhuman laugh as she raised her wand against them. Sirius and Hermione were gone before Bellatrix could complete her attack.
Hermione was terrified, they couldn’t seem to shake their attackers. She looked around at where Sirius had brought them. All the signs were in German but she didn’t recognize the town as being Salzburg. Sirius grabbed her hand and they ran across the street to a little hotel. They quickly got a room and got themselves indoors. He set up a series of complicated wards, drew all the blinds and fell across the bed, completely exhausted.
“We’ve got to get out of Europe.” Sirius knew where he planned to take them. It had been a number of years since his visit but he had friends there and he knew they would take them in. “Let me rest a little while and we’ll go.”
“Go where?”
“Mexico.”
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WAAAOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!
So as much as I wanted to know how Sirius and Hermione consummate their relationship, I had to exercise extreme self control to actually wait for today, which is doubly hard because I try my best to avoid WIPs due to the mess it entails, what with all the plot twists and the cliffies; well let's just say that patience is not my virtue, period.
Having said that, I am quite surprised that I am able to come up with all this crap when I seriously thought I have long ago melted into a puddle of goo, thanks to the onslaught of your NC-17 chapters.....!!!
I am so happy that you are updating so regularly and yet manage to keep the excitement levels high. Have you considered posting this at grangerenchanted.com? You definitely deserve a place over there.....some amazing Hermione oriented fics, although I've never read anything apart from those under the Black Tales category!
A word of advice though....could you make sure that you click that enter key every now and then, it's just that the whole chapter seems like one big para otherwise and I end up reading the end of one line with the beginning of another, silly me......but I guess it may also be due to the fact that it's 1am on a weekday and way past my bed time!
So before this comment gets bigger than your actual post, I'll stop now. Like always, keep it going!
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OK that sounded creepy...sorry I'll go sleep now......see you the day after tomorrow!
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I didn't realize that my carriage returns weren't reflected in the chapters until you brought it up. It does make it harder to read. I'll fix it as soon as I get the chance.
Well, I'm in the middle of writing chapter 17. I'd better get back to it. I should have chapters 13-16 posted on Siriuslyshipp3d by this weekend.
Thanks again for the review!
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sorry, take your time
thanks for the ff.net link