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Title: Her Leading Man; part 1 and 2
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grangerblack100
Challenge:Hermione reads a Muggle romance novel
Rating: G
Pairings: Hermione/Sirius
Word Count: Part 1: 279, Part 2: 167
Summary: Hermione and Sirius enjoy a typical evening at number twelve, Grimmauld Place.
Author's Note: Slight bit of a continuation to Self Pity and Cinderella. I am using these drabble prompts to help flesh out some ideas I have for a long one shot. The end product may resemble nothing of these musings, I don't quite know yet how it all works together. Split into two parts because I really am trying not to go over the 300 limit.
Her Leading Man: Part 1
Another evening closed softly over number twelve, Grimmauld Place, finding the inhabitants at the end of a nightly ritual. Gathered quietly in the drawing room, they sipped tea and read from their chosen material; Harry and Remus with the Evening Prophet, Tonks humming over the plot of a good mystery, Sirius pondering over an article in Transfiguration Today, Ginny making notes on a fertility potion and Hermione quietly sighing over a handsome leading man.
The two married couples eventually called it a night and left the unattached singles to their own devices. When Sirius stretched out on the couch, placing a pillow behind his head, Hermione's gaze crept over the top of her book to take him in. Long legs encased in tight blue jeans, his feet poked out the bottom and he was wiggling his toes. With a quiet sigh, her eyes trailed up to his form fitting grey T-shirt with 'Property of Gryffindor Lions' emblazoned on the front. Well muscled arms covered in soft, black hair poked out of the short sleeves, leading to strong hands with long, careful fingers which curled around the pages of his magazine.
When a finger turned a page, Hermione caught herself gawking at him. Refusing to draw comparisons between Sirius and the broody, raven haired protagonist in her Muggle romance novel, she shook her head to clear it of the less than entirely respectful thoughts. Excusing herself to bed, she stood up to leave Sirius in the drawing room, giving him no clues to her current leanings where he was concerned. Whoever had captured his heart was a lucky lady in her opinion and assumed it must be going passably well as his mood lately was slightly improved.
Her Leading Man: Part 2
"How are things going with your lady love?" she asked, paused by the door which led out of the drawing room.
"Oh, you know, I catch her ogling me from time to time but I haven't made my move yet," he replied. She couldn't quite place why the look in his eyes made her feel slightly anxious, warm even.
"I'm glad to hear she appreciates you, too," she said softly, turning away to leave as she filled with a sense of disappointment.
"I'm not sure if she is ready to hear of my feelings for her," he confessed. "I'm afraid she'd run away and not give us a chance."
"That's silly, Sirius," replied Hermione. "Just tell her how you feel."
"I will. Sleep well, Hermione."
Something in his tone sounded vaguely amused but the smile on his face was content somehow, genuine and pleased. With her book clutched in her hand she climbed the stairs, thinking of the leading man in her novel who now bore an uncanny resemblance to Sirius.
Author:
ceredwensiriusWritten For:
grangerblack100Challenge:Hermione reads a Muggle romance novel
Rating: G
Pairings: Hermione/Sirius
Word Count: Part 1: 279, Part 2: 167
Summary: Hermione and Sirius enjoy a typical evening at number twelve, Grimmauld Place.
Author's Note: Slight bit of a continuation to Self Pity and Cinderella. I am using these drabble prompts to help flesh out some ideas I have for a long one shot. The end product may resemble nothing of these musings, I don't quite know yet how it all works together. Split into two parts because I really am trying not to go over the 300 limit.
Her Leading Man: Part 1
Another evening closed softly over number twelve, Grimmauld Place, finding the inhabitants at the end of a nightly ritual. Gathered quietly in the drawing room, they sipped tea and read from their chosen material; Harry and Remus with the Evening Prophet, Tonks humming over the plot of a good mystery, Sirius pondering over an article in Transfiguration Today, Ginny making notes on a fertility potion and Hermione quietly sighing over a handsome leading man.
The two married couples eventually called it a night and left the unattached singles to their own devices. When Sirius stretched out on the couch, placing a pillow behind his head, Hermione's gaze crept over the top of her book to take him in. Long legs encased in tight blue jeans, his feet poked out the bottom and he was wiggling his toes. With a quiet sigh, her eyes trailed up to his form fitting grey T-shirt with 'Property of Gryffindor Lions' emblazoned on the front. Well muscled arms covered in soft, black hair poked out of the short sleeves, leading to strong hands with long, careful fingers which curled around the pages of his magazine.
When a finger turned a page, Hermione caught herself gawking at him. Refusing to draw comparisons between Sirius and the broody, raven haired protagonist in her Muggle romance novel, she shook her head to clear it of the less than entirely respectful thoughts. Excusing herself to bed, she stood up to leave Sirius in the drawing room, giving him no clues to her current leanings where he was concerned. Whoever had captured his heart was a lucky lady in her opinion and assumed it must be going passably well as his mood lately was slightly improved.
Her Leading Man: Part 2
"How are things going with your lady love?" she asked, paused by the door which led out of the drawing room.
"Oh, you know, I catch her ogling me from time to time but I haven't made my move yet," he replied. She couldn't quite place why the look in his eyes made her feel slightly anxious, warm even.
"I'm glad to hear she appreciates you, too," she said softly, turning away to leave as she filled with a sense of disappointment.
"I'm not sure if she is ready to hear of my feelings for her," he confessed. "I'm afraid she'd run away and not give us a chance."
"That's silly, Sirius," replied Hermione. "Just tell her how you feel."
"I will. Sleep well, Hermione."
Something in his tone sounded vaguely amused but the smile on his face was content somehow, genuine and pleased. With her book clutched in her hand she climbed the stairs, thinking of the leading man in her novel who now bore an uncanny resemblance to Sirius.
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The romance will be slow, I think, it sort of depends on where I'm led because this is basically directionless and I'm just letting the characters and prompts write it for me.
I'm trying to be strict with my POV's. It is either Sirius or it is Hermione. I may let everyone have say before it is all over. I've been wanting to explore Harry but only in terms of his reaction to their affections. Harry in my mind is far more mature than he is sometimes written in fanfic.
I'm glad that line amused you. I liked it too. He's basically telling her he caught her red handed but won't embarrass her. He thinks too much of her for that although she will put it together at some point.
I'm glad it isn't overly angsty. I mean there is angst here but I don't want to stir it up too much.