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Announcements
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Hermione turned her face into the spray letting the water warm and refresh her. She turned around, letting it run though her hair and let out a long breath. Her life was picking up pace at an alarming rate, it was threatening to overwhelm. She was a breakout sensation on the wizard social scene, pregnant, in love and she hadn’t even taken her NEWTs yet. It was all a bit much. She was having trouble feeling real.
If she could choose just one she would keep ‘in love.’ Sirius was her growling, bristling dark knight who wrapped her up safe and secure in his love. They had faced so many challenges together, even if some were self induced, they always made it to the other side. She knew she would always be safe, loved and well cared for.
She picked up her scrubby, pouring out a bit of body wash onto it. She breathed the scent in deeply, letting it refresh and relax her. She let the delightful, sudsy bubbles scrub away the previous day’s grime. She was determined to take as long as possible, giving Sirius a little while to cool down after he was done killing Harry and Ron.
They were just waking up, just starting to get frisky when they were startled into full wakefulness by Sirius’ stereo blasting at painful decibels. She was certain it was an accident but that didn’t stop Sirius from being grumpy about it. To avoid getting dragged in on either side she had snuck off to the shower.
She was a bit put out about it herself, they would have little time to be alone today. When the news reached Molly Weasley’s ears she insisted they have a party in Hermione’s honor. She and her mother were cooking up a storm, soon the house would be full of people and they would all want a piece of her.
She and Sirius hadn’t had a chance to talk alone or reconnect since her memory was restored. Her mother had insisted on getting in touch with Molly who had been a source of strength to Jean through out the ordeal. Jean and Molly had become close friends despite the fact that one was muggle and the other was magic. When the news of Hermione’s pregnancy had been revealed Jean was adamant that Molly be informed. Hermione and Sirius were kept up late by the pair despite Herman Granger who kept reminding them of the time. By the time they got home they collapsed into bed and fell asleep.
Hermione reached for the shampoo to wash her hair, a pair of large strong hands beat her to it. Sirius was standing just outside the shower, nude and hard. His eyes roamed over Hermione’s wet body with unashamed lust, sending a thrill through Hermione. She raised an eyebrow to Sirius giving him a look that clearly said, ‘you can’t mean in here, can you?’ Sirius returned her look with a mischievous smile as he stepped into the shower.
They were in tight quarters in the shower, his erection pressed insistently against her body as the spray wet his form. He gently washed her hair while pressing her body against the back tiles of the shower stall. She felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of christening the bathroom. They hadn’t been as adventurous of late and now that she had her memory back she found herself missing it. As he ran his hands though her hair she felt her body warming up, heat pooled between her legs in anticipation.
He was teasing her, his erection promised pleasure but he was making her wait. He guided her hair under the water rinsing the foam out of her hair. He washed his own body with her help, unable to keep her hands off of him. She stroked his cock hoping to drive him as crazy as he was making her. She tested his will power but he remained strong. She tried to pull him into a kiss but he stepped playfully away from her as much as he could in the small shower. She released a frustrated groan.
“Stop teasing me!”
“No!” His eyes flashed with mirth over the state he was working her into.
His lips finally met hers, his hands ran down her sides and along her stomach pausing significantly over her belly. He was awed that she would be a mother, that she was going to make him a father.
He was a little nervous about the other shoe dropping to the floor. Every time he was delirious with happiness something happened. He glanced at the charm on her neck, hoping it would be enough. She caught his glance at her neck and knew what he was thinking about. He was going to be dangerously protective of her over the next nine months. He would be difficult to keep in check. Fighting him on this point would be a useless expenditure of her energy. She and everyone they knew would just have to work around it.
His lips left hers to nip along her jaw, she snuck her arms around his neck, holding on as she felt herself weaken. He trailed slowly along her neck to her collar bone, his hands massaged her breasts. Hermione called out to him as he stoked the fire in her body. She instinctively opened her stance, inviting his invasion of her body. He easily lifted her body, pushing her against the tiles, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He pushed himself into her, gaining a loud moan from her, he relished the feel of their union. She was overwhelmed by the sensation. The warm water caressed their bodies, flowing down to where they were joined.
Sirius was impatient but he wanted to hear her call out to him, hear her moan and sigh for him, beg him to release the tension in her body. He kept his strokes slow and deep, his eyes locked on her face, enjoying the expressions he could pull from her. The sounds of their union reverberated off the tiles, wrapping them up in the sensuous sounds.
She tried to increase the speed but he had her by the hips, manipulating her how he wanted. She begged and pleaded with him, frustrated with his smug grin. Her senses were soaring, her moans became louder and grittier with each forceful thrust as he took her harder. His need increased as her tight heat beaconed him to seek his release.
His thrusting became more and more powerful, he couldn’t deny her any longer. He pistoned in and out, harder and faster, he called to her desperately as his language descended into filth. He needed his release, needed to empty himself completely in her depths. He slammed into her forcefully, almost painfully until he felt her tight sleeve shudder and clamp around his thickness. His thrusting became erratic as he shot himself into her, his heart racing, panting out his pleasure.
He dropped his head to her shoulder, exhausted and sated, kissing her shoulder between each deep breath. He let her off the wall with a satisfied grin, the water washing away the evidence of their union. He playfully slapped her bottom as he stepped away from her and out of the shower, tossing a grin over his shoulder. He grabbed a towel and threw one to her. She couldn’t think of a better way to start her day.
Once he was dry he hung up his towel and threw some sweats on and left the bedroom. Harry and Ron were playing exploding snap, they looked up as he emerged from the bedroom. Ron colored brightly and Harry rolled his eyes. Sirius grinned cheekily at them, realizing they had heard their frolic in the shower. As far as he was concerned these two were grown men and as such could handle it. No one ever told Hermione that a Silencing Charm might not be a bad idea. She would be horribly embarrassed and all parties wanted to spare her that.
Sirius walked into the kitchen to make breakfast and found it was already done.
“Who made breakfast?”
“I did,” answered Harry.
“Thanks, mate.”
“Well, we were hungry and there was no telling when you two would be out.” Harry threw a dig at Sirius with a smirk.
“Cheeky!” Sirius grinned at Harry, relieved some of the easiness between them was returning.
“I have my moments.” Harry had decided to forgive Sirius. He hadn’t returned him to the pedestal and probably never would but their exchanges were comfortable and friendly once again.
Sirius made a plate for himself and sat at the dining room table. When Hermione emerged ready for the day all teasing of a personal nature was discontinued, the conversation turned to the coming events. They were expecting a houseful of people.
“You better put some more clothes on!” Hermione was surprised he hadn’t put on more than just sweatpants. She eyed his hard, decorated chest with an appreciative eye. She made herself a plate and sat down beside him.
“See something you like?” He gave her a cheeky, sexy grin and chuckled when she went a little pink.
“I remember the last time you said that to me.” She was remembering how he had paraded his nude body in front of her the morning after she returned from the hospital. He was deliberately pushing her buttons as he knew exactly where they were. She was fascinated by his form and put her hands on him whenever she could.
“Oh, when was that?” He didn’t remember his casual comment to her.
“Right after you brought me home from the hospital.” There was something in her tone that told him she was calling him out.
“Oh,” he chuckled softly and nuzzled her neck affectionately. “As I remember, you couldn’t keep your eyes off me then either.”
“They’re at it again.” They both looked up from the dining room table upon hearing Ron’s words.
“What do you mean again?” Hermione fixed her gaze at Ron with a little frown.
“Never mind, Hermione. Don’t listen to him, he’s and idiot.” Harry glared at Ron. “Git.”
“Do you know what he’s on about?” She turned to Sirius.
“Not a clue.” Hermione narrowed her eyes at Sirius but he was poker faced. She knew something was being kept from her.
“You don’t think they heard, do you?” She whispered her words, coloring a little at the thought.
“Nah, they didn’t. We were in the bathroom, how could they?” He spoke in low tones to keep up the pretense. He conveniently left out that they probably heard every sigh with clarity as the sound was reverberating off the bathroom walls.
Hermione wasn’t satisfied, unconvinced of the answer. It was however more palatable to believe their love life was private so she accepted the answer with a seed of doubt. Silencing Charms would wear off over night and it was difficult to think when he was setting her body aflame. She wondered if there was a magical artifact that would set up an overnight Silencing Charm to protect them in the morning hours.
Sirius finished first, took his plate to the kitchen and headed in the direction of the bedroom. He paused to stretch when he was in front of Hermione, casually looking at her from beneath his dark locks. Just as he hoped her eyes were on his body. She caught him watching her, blushed and frowned. He was just a little to conceited for his own good. He sauntered triumphantly in the direction of the bedroom, rather smug about the ego boost she had just given him. She freed him from his self doubt and it had a lot more to do with her love than her heated looks. Time in her embrace brought forth true self confidence that he had lost to the dementors.
Hermione brought her plate to the kitchen, she heard a car pull up and went to the front door to see if it was her parents. She waved at them and went outside to help her mother bring in the food.
“How are you feeling, dear?” It was too soon for the morning sickness to have set in but that didn’t stop her mother from fussing over her only daughter.
“I’m great, mum! Wow! You made a lot of food!” Her mother had made a mountain of finger sandwiches. She also brought pickled onions, kippers and biscuits.
“It’s not every day that you get celebrate your only daughter’s pregnancy!” Hermione smiled at her mother knowing that she too was going to be a bit over protective.
Hermione picked up a tray of sandwiches only to have a pair of strong hands take it away. Sirius frowned at Hermione, not wanting her to strain herself.
“Really, Sirius! It’s just a tray of sandwiches!” He completely ignored her protestation, took the other tray of sandwiches from her mother and returned to the house. Her mother beamed approvingly at him while Hermione released a small frustrated groan.
“Oh, just let him, dear! He’s been through enough with you and just wants to see you safe.” Jean Granger ignored her daughter’s huff of indignation.
“I’m not some fragile china doll.” Hermione noted with agitation that she might as well be speaking to the house for all the response she got. She followed behind her father who was resolved to stay out of it. If Sirius wanted to spend the next nine months being over protective and a little over bearing it was for him and Hermione to work out.
Hermione walked in the house and shut the door a little harshly to be considered casual. Harry and Ron looked up but her husband and parents ignored her small tantrum. She walked over to couch and threw herself in between them.
“What’s the matter?” Harry gave her a concerned look.
“Them,” she said darkly, pointing at Sirius and her mother.
“What’d they do?” Ron couldn’t see that they were doing anything wrong.
“I’m going to spend the next nine months being treated like some sort of china doll.” Hermione was working herself into a real snit over this.
“Anything we can do?” Harry hadn’t really thought about how her pregnancy would affect Sirius but now that he was he realized it made sense. Sirius fancied himself her protector and being the passionate man that he was he could see Sirius getting carried away with it.
“Don’t treat me any different, like I’m weak or incapable.” Hermione stated her request simply without dramatics.
“You? Weak or incapable?” Ron scoffed at the notion.
“You’re just plain, old Hermione to us,” said Harry, a hint of humor in his voice.
“Thank you.” Hermione gave Harry a wry grin.
There was a noise at the fireplace and out of it stepped Fred and George, each laden with a tray of food. They were followed in by Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet. They came in talking loudly as they made their way over to the dining room table before finding Hermione. The settled themselves around her.
“Granger!” Fred grinned cheekily at her.
“Oi!” Sirius narrowed his eyes at Fred. “That’s Black or none at all!” Sirius was wearing a playful grin.
Fred ignored Sirius and smirked at Hermione. “You’ll always be Granger to me!”
“Heard Sirius got you in the family way!” George made his lewd comment with a smug grin.
“Oh, come on!” Ron tried to defend Hermione against his brothers’ assault. Harry snickered but pulled it together at Hermione’s dark, reproachful look.
“Pipe down, little one!” George spoke dismissively to Ron.
“How big do you figure she’ll get, George?” Fred ignored her indignant huff.
“Big as a house, I’d wager, Fred!” George grinned wickedly. Hermione knew it was useless to try and stop them. She was beat red but was glad that at least they weren’t treating her delicately.
“Don’t be such prats!” Angelina playfully slapped Fred. Alicia gave George a stern look.
“You look really well,” said Alicia. Hermione’s tan was fading but she still bore the signs of sun kissed skin. It didn’t hurt that she was as happy as she had ever been. Sirius’ over protectiveness was a minor irritation and to be expected. All in all she was thrilled with her unconventional life.
“So do you!” Alicia was positively glowing. Hermione noticed that Angelina was as well. She raised her eyebrows at the pair of them.
“We have announcements as well but you’ll just have to wait!” Angelina looked smug as she answered Hermione’s unasked question.
There was another noise at the fireplace, Ginny and her mother stepped through. They too carried a tray of food each. They were followed by Arthur Weasley who also had a tray of food. The doorbell rang, Sirius let in Remus and Tonks. A few minutes later it rang again and in walked Bill and Fleur. Tonks and Fleur settled themselves with the younger crowd while Remus and Bill joined Sirius, Arthur and Herman Granger. Bill quietly handed something to Sirius who returned a huge grin. When Ginny finished helping her mother she joined Hermione and the others. Her mother and Jean Granger busied themselves with setting up the food.
Tonks was grinning and looked like she was about to explode. Fleur settled herself gracefully, wearing a secretive smile.
“Have you heard Fred and George’s news or are they being all mysterious about it.” Ginny settled herself comfortably in a chair.
“Mysterious,” confirmed Harry.
“Oh, please wait!” Angelina gave Ginny an anxious look. Ginny giggled and nodded.
“There is quite a lot of news in the Weasley family.” Ginny delivered a little teaser about what was to come.
“Oh?” Harry gave his girlfriend an interested look.
“We’re engaged!” Tonks blurted out her news, sticking her left hand out for everyone to see. She said it loud enough for the whole house to hear.
Sirius grinned at Remus. “Well done, mate!” He had to chuckle at the slight coloration creeping up Remus’ neck.
“You, too?” Bill gave Remus a surprised look.
“You and Fleur?” Sirius smiled at Bill who nodded. Sirius was pleased to see that life was getting back on track for those that he cared about. The Weasley men who were of age had broken off their engagements after the marriage law had passed. They had stepped up to marry muggleborn witches who were in need. None of it had come to pass and it looked like Bill was pursuing Fleur once again.
“Alright, it looks like all who could make it are here.” Molly addressed the house full of people. “We have several exciting announcements to make. Who wants to go first?”
Sirius took a step back wanting to save their announcement for the last. Hermione looked over at him but he shook his head. She gave him a puzzled look but shrugged her shoulders.
Fred and George stood up and dramatically offered their hands to Angelina and Alicia. The escorted them to the front of the crowd of people with huge grins on their faces. Angelina and Alicia were positively glowing.
“We are getting married!” Fred wrapped his arms around Angelina and kissed her sweetly on the cheek.
“As are we!” George put his arm around Alicia and kissed the top of her head.
The house clapped and cheered as they offered up their congratulations. Arthur Weasley pulled Molly into a comforting embrace, she had started to cry from happiness.
“Don’t worry mum, we’ll be able to support our families.” George gave his mother a half grin. She looked like she was going to say something but Fred cut her off.
“We’ll be fine examples for our children.” Angelina’s dark skin took on a red tinge, she nudged him playfully.
Molly was overcome with happiness but she was trying to brush it off. She murmured something into Arthur’s shoulder that sounded suspiciously like ‘joke shop’ and ‘irresponsible.’ The rest was incomprehensible. The whole house laughed affectionately, Molly was fooling no one.
“Alright,” said Arthur. “Who’s next?”
Bill strode forward and extended his hand to Fleur. She got up gracefully and stood beside Bill. He wrapped his arm around her waist. He wore a wide, delighted smile, Fleur looked up at him, adoration in her eyes.
“Ve are engaged!” Fleur held her large engagement ring up for all to see. Another loud choked sob was heard from Molly. Congratulations were offered all around. Bill and Fleur stepped back to join Fred and Angelina and George and Alicia.
“Charlie and Katinka couldn’t get away from Romania but were happy to announce that he asked for her hand in marriage and she accepted happily.” Arthur made the announcement in Charlie’s stead.
Molly sobbed loudly about how happy she was that her family was back to normal once again. The war was over, the lives that had been unhappily altered had righted themselves.
Sirius nudged Remus. “You first, mate.”
Remus nodded and looked at Tonks. She got up rather ungracefully and tripped once on her way over to Remus. He put a confident arm around her waist to hold and steady her.
“We’re getting married!” She had already let it slip but everyone offered their congratulations once again.
Molly Weasley held herself together but nodded happily at the pair.
Sirius waited until Remus and Tonks stood off to the side, not wanting to steal his friend’s thunder. He strode forward confidently and led Hermione to the front where everyone else had made their announcements. He wrapped his arms around her with her back flush against his chest.
“I don’t know if you’ve all heard or not but Hermione is no longer suffering the ill affects from the curse. She is well and her memory has been restored to her.” Sirius beamed proudly to the room. A cheer rose up from all quarters causing her to blush deeply. “We have some more wonderful news. Baby, would you like to tell everyone?”
Hermione nodded and addressed the room. “We’re going to have a baby!” A collective ‘aw’ rose up from all the women and girls. They were getting up to rush the couple but Sirius put his hand up.
“There’s something else I need to do. Something I need to make right.” Sirius smiled at Hermione. He spun her around and dropped to one knee. “I had this one checked for curses, baby.” He motioned his head in the direction of Bill Weasley who was a professional Curse Breaker. “What’d you say? Let’s have that ceremony!”
Hermione dropped to ground next him nodding furiously, tears threatening to break free. Molly and Jean were crying openly in the background.
Sirius opened a box that contained a stunning, large princess cut diamond solitaire. The light in the house refracted off the ring giving off glints of sparkling color. He slipped the ring on her finger, everyone held their breath.
Hermione threw her arms around his neck and he spun her around, laughing, filled to overflowing with joy.
For the first time that anyone could remember nothing bad happened at all.
Announcements
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Hermione turned her face into the spray letting the water warm and refresh her. She turned around, letting it run though her hair and let out a long breath. Her life was picking up pace at an alarming rate, it was threatening to overwhelm. She was a breakout sensation on the wizard social scene, pregnant, in love and she hadn’t even taken her NEWTs yet. It was all a bit much. She was having trouble feeling real.
If she could choose just one she would keep ‘in love.’ Sirius was her growling, bristling dark knight who wrapped her up safe and secure in his love. They had faced so many challenges together, even if some were self induced, they always made it to the other side. She knew she would always be safe, loved and well cared for.
She picked up her scrubby, pouring out a bit of body wash onto it. She breathed the scent in deeply, letting it refresh and relax her. She let the delightful, sudsy bubbles scrub away the previous day’s grime. She was determined to take as long as possible, giving Sirius a little while to cool down after he was done killing Harry and Ron.
They were just waking up, just starting to get frisky when they were startled into full wakefulness by Sirius’ stereo blasting at painful decibels. She was certain it was an accident but that didn’t stop Sirius from being grumpy about it. To avoid getting dragged in on either side she had snuck off to the shower.
She was a bit put out about it herself, they would have little time to be alone today. When the news reached Molly Weasley’s ears she insisted they have a party in Hermione’s honor. She and her mother were cooking up a storm, soon the house would be full of people and they would all want a piece of her.
She and Sirius hadn’t had a chance to talk alone or reconnect since her memory was restored. Her mother had insisted on getting in touch with Molly who had been a source of strength to Jean through out the ordeal. Jean and Molly had become close friends despite the fact that one was muggle and the other was magic. When the news of Hermione’s pregnancy had been revealed Jean was adamant that Molly be informed. Hermione and Sirius were kept up late by the pair despite Herman Granger who kept reminding them of the time. By the time they got home they collapsed into bed and fell asleep.
Hermione reached for the shampoo to wash her hair, a pair of large strong hands beat her to it. Sirius was standing just outside the shower, nude and hard. His eyes roamed over Hermione’s wet body with unashamed lust, sending a thrill through Hermione. She raised an eyebrow to Sirius giving him a look that clearly said, ‘you can’t mean in here, can you?’ Sirius returned her look with a mischievous smile as he stepped into the shower.
They were in tight quarters in the shower, his erection pressed insistently against her body as the spray wet his form. He gently washed her hair while pressing her body against the back tiles of the shower stall. She felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of christening the bathroom. They hadn’t been as adventurous of late and now that she had her memory back she found herself missing it. As he ran his hands though her hair she felt her body warming up, heat pooled between her legs in anticipation.
He was teasing her, his erection promised pleasure but he was making her wait. He guided her hair under the water rinsing the foam out of her hair. He washed his own body with her help, unable to keep her hands off of him. She stroked his cock hoping to drive him as crazy as he was making her. She tested his will power but he remained strong. She tried to pull him into a kiss but he stepped playfully away from her as much as he could in the small shower. She released a frustrated groan.
“Stop teasing me!”
“No!” His eyes flashed with mirth over the state he was working her into.
His lips finally met hers, his hands ran down her sides and along her stomach pausing significantly over her belly. He was awed that she would be a mother, that she was going to make him a father.
He was a little nervous about the other shoe dropping to the floor. Every time he was delirious with happiness something happened. He glanced at the charm on her neck, hoping it would be enough. She caught his glance at her neck and knew what he was thinking about. He was going to be dangerously protective of her over the next nine months. He would be difficult to keep in check. Fighting him on this point would be a useless expenditure of her energy. She and everyone they knew would just have to work around it.
His lips left hers to nip along her jaw, she snuck her arms around his neck, holding on as she felt herself weaken. He trailed slowly along her neck to her collar bone, his hands massaged her breasts. Hermione called out to him as he stoked the fire in her body. She instinctively opened her stance, inviting his invasion of her body. He easily lifted her body, pushing her against the tiles, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He pushed himself into her, gaining a loud moan from her, he relished the feel of their union. She was overwhelmed by the sensation. The warm water caressed their bodies, flowing down to where they were joined.
Sirius was impatient but he wanted to hear her call out to him, hear her moan and sigh for him, beg him to release the tension in her body. He kept his strokes slow and deep, his eyes locked on her face, enjoying the expressions he could pull from her. The sounds of their union reverberated off the tiles, wrapping them up in the sensuous sounds.
She tried to increase the speed but he had her by the hips, manipulating her how he wanted. She begged and pleaded with him, frustrated with his smug grin. Her senses were soaring, her moans became louder and grittier with each forceful thrust as he took her harder. His need increased as her tight heat beaconed him to seek his release.
His thrusting became more and more powerful, he couldn’t deny her any longer. He pistoned in and out, harder and faster, he called to her desperately as his language descended into filth. He needed his release, needed to empty himself completely in her depths. He slammed into her forcefully, almost painfully until he felt her tight sleeve shudder and clamp around his thickness. His thrusting became erratic as he shot himself into her, his heart racing, panting out his pleasure.
He dropped his head to her shoulder, exhausted and sated, kissing her shoulder between each deep breath. He let her off the wall with a satisfied grin, the water washing away the evidence of their union. He playfully slapped her bottom as he stepped away from her and out of the shower, tossing a grin over his shoulder. He grabbed a towel and threw one to her. She couldn’t think of a better way to start her day.
Once he was dry he hung up his towel and threw some sweats on and left the bedroom. Harry and Ron were playing exploding snap, they looked up as he emerged from the bedroom. Ron colored brightly and Harry rolled his eyes. Sirius grinned cheekily at them, realizing they had heard their frolic in the shower. As far as he was concerned these two were grown men and as such could handle it. No one ever told Hermione that a Silencing Charm might not be a bad idea. She would be horribly embarrassed and all parties wanted to spare her that.
Sirius walked into the kitchen to make breakfast and found it was already done.
“Who made breakfast?”
“I did,” answered Harry.
“Thanks, mate.”
“Well, we were hungry and there was no telling when you two would be out.” Harry threw a dig at Sirius with a smirk.
“Cheeky!” Sirius grinned at Harry, relieved some of the easiness between them was returning.
“I have my moments.” Harry had decided to forgive Sirius. He hadn’t returned him to the pedestal and probably never would but their exchanges were comfortable and friendly once again.
Sirius made a plate for himself and sat at the dining room table. When Hermione emerged ready for the day all teasing of a personal nature was discontinued, the conversation turned to the coming events. They were expecting a houseful of people.
“You better put some more clothes on!” Hermione was surprised he hadn’t put on more than just sweatpants. She eyed his hard, decorated chest with an appreciative eye. She made herself a plate and sat down beside him.
“See something you like?” He gave her a cheeky, sexy grin and chuckled when she went a little pink.
“I remember the last time you said that to me.” She was remembering how he had paraded his nude body in front of her the morning after she returned from the hospital. He was deliberately pushing her buttons as he knew exactly where they were. She was fascinated by his form and put her hands on him whenever she could.
“Oh, when was that?” He didn’t remember his casual comment to her.
“Right after you brought me home from the hospital.” There was something in her tone that told him she was calling him out.
“Oh,” he chuckled softly and nuzzled her neck affectionately. “As I remember, you couldn’t keep your eyes off me then either.”
“They’re at it again.” They both looked up from the dining room table upon hearing Ron’s words.
“What do you mean again?” Hermione fixed her gaze at Ron with a little frown.
“Never mind, Hermione. Don’t listen to him, he’s and idiot.” Harry glared at Ron. “Git.”
“Do you know what he’s on about?” She turned to Sirius.
“Not a clue.” Hermione narrowed her eyes at Sirius but he was poker faced. She knew something was being kept from her.
“You don’t think they heard, do you?” She whispered her words, coloring a little at the thought.
“Nah, they didn’t. We were in the bathroom, how could they?” He spoke in low tones to keep up the pretense. He conveniently left out that they probably heard every sigh with clarity as the sound was reverberating off the bathroom walls.
Hermione wasn’t satisfied, unconvinced of the answer. It was however more palatable to believe their love life was private so she accepted the answer with a seed of doubt. Silencing Charms would wear off over night and it was difficult to think when he was setting her body aflame. She wondered if there was a magical artifact that would set up an overnight Silencing Charm to protect them in the morning hours.
Sirius finished first, took his plate to the kitchen and headed in the direction of the bedroom. He paused to stretch when he was in front of Hermione, casually looking at her from beneath his dark locks. Just as he hoped her eyes were on his body. She caught him watching her, blushed and frowned. He was just a little to conceited for his own good. He sauntered triumphantly in the direction of the bedroom, rather smug about the ego boost she had just given him. She freed him from his self doubt and it had a lot more to do with her love than her heated looks. Time in her embrace brought forth true self confidence that he had lost to the dementors.
Hermione brought her plate to the kitchen, she heard a car pull up and went to the front door to see if it was her parents. She waved at them and went outside to help her mother bring in the food.
“How are you feeling, dear?” It was too soon for the morning sickness to have set in but that didn’t stop her mother from fussing over her only daughter.
“I’m great, mum! Wow! You made a lot of food!” Her mother had made a mountain of finger sandwiches. She also brought pickled onions, kippers and biscuits.
“It’s not every day that you get celebrate your only daughter’s pregnancy!” Hermione smiled at her mother knowing that she too was going to be a bit over protective.
Hermione picked up a tray of sandwiches only to have a pair of strong hands take it away. Sirius frowned at Hermione, not wanting her to strain herself.
“Really, Sirius! It’s just a tray of sandwiches!” He completely ignored her protestation, took the other tray of sandwiches from her mother and returned to the house. Her mother beamed approvingly at him while Hermione released a small frustrated groan.
“Oh, just let him, dear! He’s been through enough with you and just wants to see you safe.” Jean Granger ignored her daughter’s huff of indignation.
“I’m not some fragile china doll.” Hermione noted with agitation that she might as well be speaking to the house for all the response she got. She followed behind her father who was resolved to stay out of it. If Sirius wanted to spend the next nine months being over protective and a little over bearing it was for him and Hermione to work out.
Hermione walked in the house and shut the door a little harshly to be considered casual. Harry and Ron looked up but her husband and parents ignored her small tantrum. She walked over to couch and threw herself in between them.
“What’s the matter?” Harry gave her a concerned look.
“Them,” she said darkly, pointing at Sirius and her mother.
“What’d they do?” Ron couldn’t see that they were doing anything wrong.
“I’m going to spend the next nine months being treated like some sort of china doll.” Hermione was working herself into a real snit over this.
“Anything we can do?” Harry hadn’t really thought about how her pregnancy would affect Sirius but now that he was he realized it made sense. Sirius fancied himself her protector and being the passionate man that he was he could see Sirius getting carried away with it.
“Don’t treat me any different, like I’m weak or incapable.” Hermione stated her request simply without dramatics.
“You? Weak or incapable?” Ron scoffed at the notion.
“You’re just plain, old Hermione to us,” said Harry, a hint of humor in his voice.
“Thank you.” Hermione gave Harry a wry grin.
There was a noise at the fireplace and out of it stepped Fred and George, each laden with a tray of food. They were followed in by Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet. They came in talking loudly as they made their way over to the dining room table before finding Hermione. The settled themselves around her.
“Granger!” Fred grinned cheekily at her.
“Oi!” Sirius narrowed his eyes at Fred. “That’s Black or none at all!” Sirius was wearing a playful grin.
Fred ignored Sirius and smirked at Hermione. “You’ll always be Granger to me!”
“Heard Sirius got you in the family way!” George made his lewd comment with a smug grin.
“Oh, come on!” Ron tried to defend Hermione against his brothers’ assault. Harry snickered but pulled it together at Hermione’s dark, reproachful look.
“Pipe down, little one!” George spoke dismissively to Ron.
“How big do you figure she’ll get, George?” Fred ignored her indignant huff.
“Big as a house, I’d wager, Fred!” George grinned wickedly. Hermione knew it was useless to try and stop them. She was beat red but was glad that at least they weren’t treating her delicately.
“Don’t be such prats!” Angelina playfully slapped Fred. Alicia gave George a stern look.
“You look really well,” said Alicia. Hermione’s tan was fading but she still bore the signs of sun kissed skin. It didn’t hurt that she was as happy as she had ever been. Sirius’ over protectiveness was a minor irritation and to be expected. All in all she was thrilled with her unconventional life.
“So do you!” Alicia was positively glowing. Hermione noticed that Angelina was as well. She raised her eyebrows at the pair of them.
“We have announcements as well but you’ll just have to wait!” Angelina looked smug as she answered Hermione’s unasked question.
There was another noise at the fireplace, Ginny and her mother stepped through. They too carried a tray of food each. They were followed by Arthur Weasley who also had a tray of food. The doorbell rang, Sirius let in Remus and Tonks. A few minutes later it rang again and in walked Bill and Fleur. Tonks and Fleur settled themselves with the younger crowd while Remus and Bill joined Sirius, Arthur and Herman Granger. Bill quietly handed something to Sirius who returned a huge grin. When Ginny finished helping her mother she joined Hermione and the others. Her mother and Jean Granger busied themselves with setting up the food.
Tonks was grinning and looked like she was about to explode. Fleur settled herself gracefully, wearing a secretive smile.
“Have you heard Fred and George’s news or are they being all mysterious about it.” Ginny settled herself comfortably in a chair.
“Mysterious,” confirmed Harry.
“Oh, please wait!” Angelina gave Ginny an anxious look. Ginny giggled and nodded.
“There is quite a lot of news in the Weasley family.” Ginny delivered a little teaser about what was to come.
“Oh?” Harry gave his girlfriend an interested look.
“We’re engaged!” Tonks blurted out her news, sticking her left hand out for everyone to see. She said it loud enough for the whole house to hear.
Sirius grinned at Remus. “Well done, mate!” He had to chuckle at the slight coloration creeping up Remus’ neck.
“You, too?” Bill gave Remus a surprised look.
“You and Fleur?” Sirius smiled at Bill who nodded. Sirius was pleased to see that life was getting back on track for those that he cared about. The Weasley men who were of age had broken off their engagements after the marriage law had passed. They had stepped up to marry muggleborn witches who were in need. None of it had come to pass and it looked like Bill was pursuing Fleur once again.
“Alright, it looks like all who could make it are here.” Molly addressed the house full of people. “We have several exciting announcements to make. Who wants to go first?”
Sirius took a step back wanting to save their announcement for the last. Hermione looked over at him but he shook his head. She gave him a puzzled look but shrugged her shoulders.
Fred and George stood up and dramatically offered their hands to Angelina and Alicia. The escorted them to the front of the crowd of people with huge grins on their faces. Angelina and Alicia were positively glowing.
“We are getting married!” Fred wrapped his arms around Angelina and kissed her sweetly on the cheek.
“As are we!” George put his arm around Alicia and kissed the top of her head.
The house clapped and cheered as they offered up their congratulations. Arthur Weasley pulled Molly into a comforting embrace, she had started to cry from happiness.
“Don’t worry mum, we’ll be able to support our families.” George gave his mother a half grin. She looked like she was going to say something but Fred cut her off.
“We’ll be fine examples for our children.” Angelina’s dark skin took on a red tinge, she nudged him playfully.
Molly was overcome with happiness but she was trying to brush it off. She murmured something into Arthur’s shoulder that sounded suspiciously like ‘joke shop’ and ‘irresponsible.’ The rest was incomprehensible. The whole house laughed affectionately, Molly was fooling no one.
“Alright,” said Arthur. “Who’s next?”
Bill strode forward and extended his hand to Fleur. She got up gracefully and stood beside Bill. He wrapped his arm around her waist. He wore a wide, delighted smile, Fleur looked up at him, adoration in her eyes.
“Ve are engaged!” Fleur held her large engagement ring up for all to see. Another loud choked sob was heard from Molly. Congratulations were offered all around. Bill and Fleur stepped back to join Fred and Angelina and George and Alicia.
“Charlie and Katinka couldn’t get away from Romania but were happy to announce that he asked for her hand in marriage and she accepted happily.” Arthur made the announcement in Charlie’s stead.
Molly sobbed loudly about how happy she was that her family was back to normal once again. The war was over, the lives that had been unhappily altered had righted themselves.
Sirius nudged Remus. “You first, mate.”
Remus nodded and looked at Tonks. She got up rather ungracefully and tripped once on her way over to Remus. He put a confident arm around her waist to hold and steady her.
“We’re getting married!” She had already let it slip but everyone offered their congratulations once again.
Molly Weasley held herself together but nodded happily at the pair.
Sirius waited until Remus and Tonks stood off to the side, not wanting to steal his friend’s thunder. He strode forward confidently and led Hermione to the front where everyone else had made their announcements. He wrapped his arms around her with her back flush against his chest.
“I don’t know if you’ve all heard or not but Hermione is no longer suffering the ill affects from the curse. She is well and her memory has been restored to her.” Sirius beamed proudly to the room. A cheer rose up from all quarters causing her to blush deeply. “We have some more wonderful news. Baby, would you like to tell everyone?”
Hermione nodded and addressed the room. “We’re going to have a baby!” A collective ‘aw’ rose up from all the women and girls. They were getting up to rush the couple but Sirius put his hand up.
“There’s something else I need to do. Something I need to make right.” Sirius smiled at Hermione. He spun her around and dropped to one knee. “I had this one checked for curses, baby.” He motioned his head in the direction of Bill Weasley who was a professional Curse Breaker. “What’d you say? Let’s have that ceremony!”
Hermione dropped to ground next him nodding furiously, tears threatening to break free. Molly and Jean were crying openly in the background.
Sirius opened a box that contained a stunning, large princess cut diamond solitaire. The light in the house refracted off the ring giving off glints of sparkling color. He slipped the ring on her finger, everyone held their breath.
Hermione threw her arms around his neck and he spun her around, laughing, filled to overflowing with joy.
For the first time that anyone could remember nothing bad happened at all.
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