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Orion's Belt	By : dracolover1 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Sirius/Hermione Views: 6219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione paced her bedroom floor, "What have I gotten my self into?" She asked aloud. "How could I agree to go back? I have no business there. I have to get out of this, and soon."

It had been over a month since Ginny had invited Hermione to the Valentine's Day Ball. In fact, it was in three days, and Hermione was a wreck. When she first left the Wizarding world, she never imagined going back this soon. Of course she knew that she would have to eventually have to before Orion started school, but she thought she had a few more years, not a few more days. She was driving herself mad, she's run out of time, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Gathering all of her Gryffindor courage, she concluded that Ginny was right, he wouldn't know she was there since they would all have masks on. "I can do this, I can do this," she repeated like a mantra. "It would be nice to see my boys again," she mused. She missed them dearly. She had wished, many times, that she had been strong enough to stay. She'd wished that her Gryffindor courage hadn't faltered for that split second. She wished she had been able to tell them, everyone, what she held so dear to her. She wished she hadn't had to hide Orion, he deserved to know where he came from, who his father was, and what he will become. But she hid him for her own selfish reasons. She left them all without an explanation, well save Ginny, and she didn't really have an explanation other than her own selfishness.

"Merlin, what am I going to do?" she moaned, sinking onto her bed. Glancing at her clock she noticed that it was nearing 3 am, and she had a long day ahead of her. Softly groaning, she slipped under the sheets and fell into a fitful sleep.

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Tap tap tap

Hermione grumbled. Who could be owling her so early in the morning. The past few days hadn't been so great for Hermione and Orion. Orion had taken to asking more and more about his father and why he was able to do things that the kids in his daycare weren't able to do. Such as, the time he wanted a toy that was much better than the one he held in his hand, but there wasn't one anywhere in the day care. He wanted it so bad that it became all he could see, until it was actually in his hands. His teacher had seen the transformation, and let Hermione know what had happened, and that that wasn't the first time something like that had happened but never this big.

Orion, not knowing what was happening to him, began asking Hermione if his daddy could do the same things he could. Hermione would answer positively then ask why he didn't ask if she could do them. He would say "Because mummy, I see you everyday and I've never seen you do anything like what I can do."

Tap tap tap

The tapping had become almost continuous in her delay to answer. Grumbling even louder, Hermione crawled out of bed and over to her window. Once she had the letter untied from the owls leg, it took off not waiting for a reply. Heaving a great sigh, Hermione opened the letter and groaned once again as she read its contents.

Mione,

Since I know you better than anyone, I know that you have been putting off gown shopping for the ball. So don't worry, I have the perfect dress for you, complete with mask and shoes. So no need to worry about that. Also, since I know you so well, I have already spoken to your parents about where little Orion will be tonight and they have confirmed that they will be taking care of my Godson all day. I dare say, by the time you read this, they have already left the house. Also, enclosed is a card. When you are done reading this, I want you to put on some clothes and hold the card in front of you and recite the address that is written on there. The card will activate into a portkey, and I will be waiting for you when you get there. Don't worry about your hair or anything. Its taken care of. So, ill let you go get ready.

Hugs and kisses

Ginny

Hermione let the letter fall from her hands and onto her bed. She reached into the envelope and pulled out the card. Sighing, she glanced at her clock, it was half past ten. She rushed into the bathroom, not wanting to keep Ginny waiting any longer, and began to get ready. She could already tell that this was going to be a long day.

Fifteen minutes later, Hermione was back in her room reading the little business card.

"Well, here goes. 1991West Mulberry Lane London, England." She felt the familiar pull at her navel as she was sucked through space to her destination. Finally when her feet found solid ground, Hermione couldn't help but to look around. She couldn't help but to let out a small groan. She should have known she would end up some place like this.

"Welcome to the Spa De Spirit," she heard from her left. "You must be my 10:30?" The woman asked. Hermione shrugged.

"Are you Ms. Hermione Granger meeting with a Mrs. Ginevra Potter?" The woman asked.

Hermione nodded.

"Good. Good. My name is Isis, and I will be your beauty-witch. Now, if you would follow me Ms. Granger, I will lead you to where Mrs. Potter is." Hermione followed the woman, taking in her surroundings. The spa was beautiful. The hallway they were in had a color scheme of cream and white with chocolate accents. As they passed rooms in the spa, Hermione noticed that every room was cream and something. They passed a cream and brown, a cream and red, cream and blue, even an all cream room. All of the tables were glass, the chairs and couches looked as if they were made for people to sleep in them, and that was just the waiting areas for each party.

When they reached the end of the hallway, the beauty witch stopped and opened the door on her left. When Hermione stepped in she was overcome with its beauty. The fireplace was lit with a roaring fire, and the color scheme of this room was cream and lilac. Hanging from the ceiling was a candle and diamond chandelier that cast the firelight about the room. As Hermione gazed around the room, she took no notice of the person watching her. She took no notice until said person cleared their throat.

"Its about time you got here. I've been here for ages. I thought you weren't going to show." Ginny said. "Now that you're here, we can begin our spa-day."

"Ginny, you didn't have to do all this," Hermione said motioning to the room, "I have no way to pay you back for it."

"Don't worry about it Mione, consider it as a birthday/Christmas/holiday present, and its already paid for." Ginny said with a wave or her hand. "Now, on to business. Today, I want you to just relax. Isis and I will take care of everything."

Hermione could do nothing but nod her assent and let the Isis do her job. Ginny, apparently, wasn't getting as much done as Hermione was. She was just making sure Hermione was taken care of and maybe a massage.

Many hours later found Ginny and Hermione in their rented room at the spa. Ginny was once again consoling a distraught Hermione.

"Gin, I'm not sure if I can do this," Hermione sobbed. "Its been almost four years since I last saw everyone, save you, and I don't know how they'll feel towards me."

"Mione, you keep forgetting. Its a Masquerade Ball. Meaning, there will be masks. Nobody is going to know that you are there. Well, I will, but that's beside the point. Now, will you please stop crying and start getting ready. Its almost time to leave." Ginny said moving towards the wardrobe that housed their gowns.

Hermione sniffled once more before standing to join Ginny "you're right. I need to calm down. He won't know I'm there."

Ginny opened the wardrobe and pulled out Hermione’s gown. “This is yours. I saw this the other day and it just screamed Hermione. I knew it would be the perfect dress for you.” Ginny said taking the dress out of its garment bag and laying it on the bed.

Hermione gaped at the dress. It was breathtaking. She had never seen anything like it, and like Ginny said, it did scream Hermione. Walking closer to the dress, Hermione placed a delicate hand on it as if it were made of glass. Hermione fingered the lace bodice of the dress. This deep purple, strapless, sweetheart neck dress was everything that she dreamed of. When she put it on it swept the floor. There were floral rhinestones across the breast of the dress and down the side. Ginny then placed a box next to where the dress was and Hermione looked at her. Hermione reached for the box and opened it. Nothing could prepare her for what was laid inside the box. She held in her hand Orion's Belt on a silver necklace. She gazed up at Ginny and smiled.

“Now Ms. Granger, after you put that on I will give you your mask. I have charmed it so it will not come off until midnight so you wont have to worry about it coming off accidentally. Well here you go Mione. Harry's expecting me, I told him I was bringing a friend so don't freak out when he starts asking you questions. Ready? Okay let's go.” Ginny grabbed hold of Hermione's arm and Apperated them to the Potter Mansion where the ball was being held.

When they entered the ballroom, Harry made a bee line for Ginny. “Hello my love. How are you? I haven't seen you all day.” he said placing a kiss on her cheek. Noticing the woman next to Ginny, he turned and asked her name.

“Jean,” Hermione said simply making sure to not let her gaze linger on Harry's emerald orbs.

“Hmm, I knew someone who's middle name was Jean. She was my best friend, I haven't seen her in about four years though. You kind of remind me of her. Well anyway, are you two thirsty?” Harry inquired shaking himself from his thoughts.

The girls replied positively, and Harry went to retrieve their drinks.

Ginny heard Hermione's breath begin to quicken, and before she could begin to freak out Ginny turned to her. “Calm down, he doesn't know it's you,” she said placing a reassuring hand on Hermione's shoulder.

“I know Gin, but-” Hermione began, but the image over Ginny's shoulder stopped her words. Ginny, noticing the pain stricken look Hermione was giving, turned around and her jaw hit the floor.

Harry was returning but he wasn't alone. Trailing behind him was the man she had been avoiding for four years to date, Sirius Black.

“Gin, I thought you said everyone would have masks on,” Hermione choked out, regarding the mask-less Sirius Black.

“Er, well, I kinda lied about that. I only said that so you would come. The mask was optional,” Ginny said with a guilty look.

“Sirius, this is Ginny's friend Jean. Jean, this is my Godfather Sirius.” Harry said as he handed the two women their drinks. The two exchanged 'Hellos' as Harry turned to Ginny and asked if he could speak to her alone.

“Sure,” she replied. “I'll be right back.” she said to Hermione before turning to walk with Harry.

Hermione looked after them and then around the room, looking for a way, any way, to get away from Sirius. She found no such escape. Her eyes landed back on Sirius, and she had to admit that he looked good. Even better since she last saw him. She let her eyes skim over his body and she fought back a shiver. He was dressed in a tailored black Italian suit that accented his muscles quite nicely. She could see that the top buttons of his gray shirt were open just the way she liked it. He had a gray handkerchief folded neatly in his breast pocket. She let her eyes roam farther south, and this time she did shudder. His pants were tight in all the right places, but not so tight that he couldn't move. She finally brought her eyes back to his face, only to be greeted with his signature smirk. Merlin, she loved this man.

“Well, love. It looks like just you and me. Care to dance?” Sirius said with a quirk of his eyebrow as he extended his hand towards her.

Hermione stared at his out-stretched hand for a moment, before carefully placing hers inside. He took hold of it and gracefully pulled her towards the dance floor. Once there, her pulled Hermione/Jean closer to him and began swaying to the beat of the song. Hermione, inwardly scolding herself for letting herself get so close to him so soon, felt all her worries fly right out of the door as soon as she felt him pull her closer. They still fit together. Even after all these years, she still fit perfectly with every curve of his body. After a few moments of silence, Sirius leaned down, as if to tell her a secret, and whispered into her ear.

When Hermione felt him lower his head, she raised hers to meet him halfway. When she heard him whisper into her ear, so softly, so sweetly, she thought she would melt. Then, his words registered in her brain, and she began to pull herself away from him. As she tried to pull away, his grip tightened and she got nowhere. He smirked down at her, and she knew she was trapped.

Oh Bugger.

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“Gin, I know.” Harry said when he was far enough from the pair. At Ginny's confused look he elaborated. “I know it's Hermione.” he said. When Ginny didn't deny it, he continued, “Frankly, I've known that you've been going to see her for the past few months. My question is, why didn't you tell me?” he said with a pained expression.

“She asked me not to, and I couldn't betray her trust like that. She needed me.” she said placing a hand on Harry's cheek. “Honey, please. Don't ruin this for her. Please.”

Looking deep into her eyes, Harry knew Ginny wasn't telling him all she knew, but he decided not to press her. Yet. “Alright, I wont say anything. But believe me, Sirius is no idiot. He'll figure it out sooner or later. And I think it might be sooner than we think.” Harry said looking toward the dance floor.

Ginny followed Harry's line of sight and smiled, only to frown a few seconds later. There on the dance floor, was Hermione and Sirius. They were dancing close to each other, almost as if they were one person. They watched as Sirius lowered his head to whisper something into Hermione's ear, and they frowned when she turned to look at him. A horrified expression etched on her face. Sirius, on the other hand, looked as if he had just won the Wizarding Lottery. His mouth was spread into a grin that reached both ears. They watched as Hermione tried and failed to get away from Sirius, but neither knew what to do, so they just watched.

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Hermione gasped, she couldn't have heard him right. “W-what did you s-say?” she stuttered.

“I said, 'I know it's you Hermione.'” he repeated with a grin. “And you not denying it just proves that it's you.”

'I cant do this' Hermione thought before she was over taken with darkness.

A/N: OMG I thought i lost this whole chapter. good thing i didnt. I just want to say, thanks to all of those who have read and reviewed. i really appreciate you all. also, please review more so i know what im doing right or wrong. i wont be updating this story until the 24, 25, or 26. so please review and rate and such. thank you =)
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