Viva La Sirius/Hermione!!!!!!!!!
I’ll See You Later
Sirius, or Snuffles, stalked quietly into the girl’s dormitory. He silently sat where Crookshanks would sit. He knew where Crookshanks sat- and went on a diet to become Crookshanks’ weight. He stroked Hermione’s soft face with his worn paw. He had gone to he max to become unnoticed.
She was frowning- a bad dream, probably. Sirius sighed. No one would ever suspect he loved Hermione. No one at all. He was way out of her age league. He was a convict on the run. She was a smart, young student.
He sighed again. Buckbeak would be creating a racket- he had better get back to Hogsmeade. He nudged Hermione’s face softly and was gone.
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Hermione frowned. It was Saturday morning, and she was fathoming the dream she had had last night.
Sirius was there in dog form. He had had her on his back. They were riding through a deserted Hogsmeade, laughing. No one cared that they were together.
Hermione sighed. She had better stop having these fantasy dreams. Sirius was a grown man, unaware to a silly teen’s dreams.
But that little voice in the back of Hermione’s head spoke. Hey, Hermi, what if he does notice you? What if he does have feelings for you?
She sighed again. This was stupid. She jumped out of bed and got her dream journal out from her trunk.
October 12
I had another Sirius dream. He was carrying me on his back through Hogsmeade. No one was there, though. And no one cared it was us. I mean, us, as in Smart, shy student and grown man, escaped fugitive. I do wonder what all this means. But it is impossible for us to be together, right?
Hermione shut the journal hopelessly. She repeated the question in her mind. But it is impossible for us to be together, right? Right?
“Hermione, what the heck are you doing up? It’s eight on a Saturday!” Parvati rubbed her eyes.
Hermione jumped. “Oh, nothing, I’m just, erm, going for a morning dog. I mean jog!” Dang it! I still have him in my mind, Hermione thought. “So, I’ll be getting dressed... Yeah...”
Hermione pulled on some bellbottoms and a three fourth sleeved shirt. She put on her boots.
“You're wearing those to jog?!” Parvati cried as Hermione ran out of the room. She grabbed some toast from the Great Hall and headed towards Hogsmeade. She would only get there four hours before everyone else.
She had no idea what she was doing. She felt like buying something, though. She approached a teen store. She bought a sparkly diary and three multi colored gel pens. She settled herself on a bench in front of a tiny Italian restaurant. Her blue-nailed fingers scrawled onto the pages. She gushed her deepest feelings and poured her heart onto the pages.
I think I’ll call it my Sirius Book, She thought.
“Hey,” someone said.
Hermione jumped for the second time today. She slammed the book shut. Oh, Gosh. She thought.
It had been Sirius.
“Hi! You nearly scared me to death,” Hermione said, tucking the book into her pocket.
“I hope not. You’re early today, where’s the rest of you?” By ‘you’, Sirius meant Harry and Ron.
“I came early. Hows about you change back into a dog, and I’ll go in here and buy you some food. Deal?”
“I love y- I love Italian food,” He said. Sirius silently cursed himself. He sprinted back into the alley and changed into a dog.
What had he been saying? Had he seen her book? Hermione was in a daze as she ordered three boxes of spaghetti and some angel-hair pasta for herself. She took her order outside.
“Snuffles!” She called. The dog bounded out of the alley. She set the boxes down and started on her pasta.
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Hermione settled into her bed with her Sirius Book. Had it been a date? Was he checking her out? Did he like her??? Hermione’s mind played games. She had spent the entire afternoon with Sirius. Oddly enough, she did not lose her cool. She pasted some copied pictures of Sirius from Harry’s album into her Sirius Book and fell asleep.
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Sirius Black sat in his cave, eating cold spaghetti, deep in thought. She has a Sirius Book. I’m the only Sirius she knows. He sighed. He had been doing that a lot lately. Think, curse, sigh. Think, curse, sigh.
So, Hermione Granger- his love- had a Sirius Book. And he was Sirius. And she had a book about him. He cursed and sighed. Again.
Sirius handed half a box of spaghetti and two bread sticks to Buckbeak and drifted into slumber with the thought of Hermione.
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Hermione woke up. She had the same dream- except this time, they had kissed. Not Hermione and Snuffles, but Sirius.
Oh, God, this is driving me insane. Sirius doesn’t like her, so why should she like Sirius? She had accidentally transformed a door into a dog while thinking of Sirius in transfiguration on Friday. This was silly! She was in her fifth year at Hogwarts, allowed to use the prefects bathroom, excelling in her grades and falling in love with a grown man.
Hermione put on a halter top with a mini skirt under her black robes. She ran down the stairs and into the Great Hall.
“Woah!” Hermione exclaimed. She had run into someone. It was Sirius. “I’m so- I mean, err-”
Sirius raised a finger to her lips. “Shh.” He said. A slowly kissed her.
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It was the year 2005. Sirius’ name was cleared, he lived in London, and had a pet Crup. But that wasn’t it.
“Sir, hon, I have to go get Alby’s medicine and I’m taking James, ‘kay?” Yelled Hermione Black. She scooped up her pet Crup, her son James, and walked over to where Sirius had Emilia on his back and was showing her the map of the universe posted on the ceiling of the den. “Bye, hon.” She looked deep into his eyes. “I love you.”
“You too,” Sirius said, kissing her on the cheek.
“Lemmy wan’ kissie, too! Lemmy wan’ kissie too!”
“Well, Lemmy get’s kissie!” Said Sirius, lifting her off his back.
After Hermi had left, Sirius had laid Lemmy down and had eaten a roast beef sandwich, he went into their bedroom. The bulletin board held the latest letters from Harry and Cho and Ron and Blair.
Underneath the bed held The S box and the H box. The S box held Sirius’ pictures of the four Marauders, his Hogwarts diploma, and his wand. The H box held her wand, her Hogwarts diploma, and... The Sirius Book.
Sirius had never read the Sirius Book. It had always been a private sort of thing. They had been written in her Hogwarts years, when they really doubted that today would ever be here.
Sirius had no intention of reading it- It was like his older sister’s journal. he told everyone how he had read it, how he had got it, how she had caught him and forgave him so many times.
Hermione’s Fwooper Alinia was squawking endlessly. Feeding her a peanut butter Fwooper snack, which was guaranteed to quiet her for an hour, he settled on the bed and flipped on the TV.
it was a live concert of the Weird Sisters- Etenai. Etenai meant afterwards for the Weird Sisters. These were their daughters.
Hermi could have easily been one of them. He thought. Yep, she could have. Or- maybe she couldn’t have. She wasn’t. You know, Hermi wasn’t much at all. She was just smart.
And she had made his life pretty hard. She had let Lemmy flush the toilet way too many times, overflowing the basement. She had gotten drunk and broken an antique lamp. She had even wrecked the car once.
Hmm, he thought, opening the paper. And she was a bit young. And pushy. And definitely not supermodel material.
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Sirius glanced around. He gathered a postcard and neatly printed the address. He tied it to Alinia and told her to go quickly.
Geez, he thought. What am I doing? When Hermione finds out, she’ll be furious.
A few minute later, Hermione came back. “Hiya, hon! I’m back!” She let James down. She frowned. “Where’s Alinia?”
“Hermione,” he breathed.
“Yes, Sir?”
“We have to talk.” He led her onto the couch. “Hermione, Lord knows you have been the best wife ever,” Sirius started.
Hermione’s face went ashen. “But?”
“But I can’t live like this. You’re way too young. You could be my daughter! And you don’t need to live with me. Everywhere I go, I’m always parting people because they think I’ll blow their heads off! You don’t have friends because of that.”
“I don’t need friends, Sirius! I have you! We were happy! What happened?”
“You member the time you let Lemmy flow the house?”
“N- you were watching her, but you fell asleep! I just didn’t know! You were watching her and then you fell asleep!”
“Well, what about the drunk time?”
“We both had too much to drink! Plus, you were the one who knocked it over! I just couldn’t catch it!”
“Well, the car wreck?”
“Sirius! You tried to start making out with me while I was driving! You tilted my head towards you! None of these are my fault! They’re yours!”
“Herm- I’m sorry, i just can’t-”
“I know! I’m ugly! You can’t talk to people knowing they might see your young, ugly wife! Just like an annoying, ugly daughter tagging around! You know what? I’m leaving! I’m taking Lemmy- we’ll switch in the summer. You can keep Alby. Here’s his medicine,” said Hermione, jerking the bottle out of her purse.
“Hermi, we can think this over! We haven’t done anything drastic yet!”
“Sirius: dishonesty. A bad trait that breaks couples.”
“Wha-?”
“Sirius, Alinia’s in my car. I read the papers addressed to Sirius and Hermione Black. I’m leaving.” Hermione grabbed the H box and went to go find a suitcase.
“I am sooo stupid!” Sirius moaned. “I’m sorry Hermi!!! I can change!!!” Sirius yelled. His reply was several clanking boxes.
Hermione came down with three suitcases, her broom, and Lemmy. “Goodbye, Sirius. I filled out the forms. Here they are,” Hermione said, handing the papers to him. “Keep in touch. Tell me about James' first day of school.”
All this happened from a stupid concert on TV, Sirius thought. Nothing was her fault. Sirius sank onto the bed an started to cry as the door shut.
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1 year Later
Hermione was now living in a mansion. She was part of the popular, new singing group The Magic Jewels. Sirius had been wrong. She was also a supermodel after deciding to expose herself more. Lemmy was four years old, going to the most expensive wizarding preschool.
Sirius had James in his four-room apartment. His grubby apartment in the outskirts of Godric's Hollow had a bedroom, a living room, a bathroom and a kitchen. His life had went downhill since his divorce. He worked at a fast-food restaurant that most of the delinquents dined at. He got Thirty Sickles and five galleons a week, pitifully enough to fees him and his son. Sirius could not wait for summer in the next month. Hermione always sent over five hundred Galleons and a thousand sickles with Lemmy, enough for him to let them stay at a hotel, not letting her see the next-to-nothing apartment.
He kept it immacuatley clean, though. Alby had ran away long ago, losing his affection for Sirius. Sirius now had stopped paying for the music channel, seeing Hermione on there too much. Sirius cursed himself so much that James had grown up with a very dirty mouth. He sighed so much that James walked around sighing. And he thought- but no one thought as much as he did.
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“Sheena! Allison! Kimmi!” Hermione cried. Her three best friends came sprinting through the tour bus. Her face was streaming with tears. “I-I’ve got a letter from Sirius,” she choked.
“Well, what’d it say?” Kimmi blurted. Sheena silenced her with a look.
“It- it said he wants me back.”
“No way!” said Allison. “I mean, after the bloke treated you? Gave you that reputation? Left you in emotional shreds?! You can’t go back to him!”
“Everyone deserves forgiveness. I mean- look at the place he’s got! Look!” Kimmi pointed to a photo. It showed a tiny, cheap apartment.
“Hermione,” Sheena said. Hermione looked up. “Are you?”
“I-I don’t know.”
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Sirius entered the hospital room with a bouquet of flowers. He settled down onto the tiny hospital chairs provided. Cold looks from the Magical Jewels and Hermione’s family followed him. He glanced at the bed. Hermione laid there wired to machines and life providers. He thought over the last few weeks. Countless letters with no replies, cold shoulders, and then the wreck.
Hermione had been driving home with Lemmy from a party. The car in front of her stopped and backed up. Hermione had rolled into a ditch, barely hanging onto life.
Sheena, Kimmi and Allison left while muttering that “something stinks around here.” Mr. and Mrs. Granger had left with them.
Sirius kneeled by the bed. He laid the flowers down. He pecked Hermione’s cheek and said, “I’ll see you later.”
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Epilogue
Two minutes after Sirius left, Hermione’s machines went flat-line. She was gone. At the same time, Sirius purposely rammed into a tree.
The Magical Jewels have continued, although the success has went down.
The Granger breifly mourned their daughters loss before adopting a young child.
