To Disappear Through Time | By : theladyrainey Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Sirius/Hermione Views: 8678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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To Disappear Through Time
Chapter Five
“Hermione?”
“Yes?”
“You’ll tell me soon?”
“Maybe on your next visit,” Hermione replied.
Dinner with Sirius had been lovely, even though Hermione was mentally debating whether or not it was the smartest decision to make throughout the entire meal. She had made chicken spaghetti, a personal favorite of hers that didn’t take a lot of effort to put together. Sirius at first had stayed out of the way, wandering through Grimmauld Place and examining her pictures and the furniture and whatnot, but eventually he came into the kitchen and asked if he could help. He seemed amused by the fact that except for washing the dishes, she performed many kitchen duties without magic. Handing him a block of cheese and a box grater, she had watched amusedly while he held the grater upside down at first before finally getting it right.
As glad as she was that the questions about Ron and the Weasleys had stopped for the moment, Sirius did ask how her parents were.
“I wouldn’t know, really,” Hermione said softly, “I don’t really talk to them much anymore.”
“Why?” Sirius asked, pausing in his grating.
“When things got to be very bad, I worried about Voldemort targeting them. I sent them away, altered their memories. But I did too well of a job.”
“What do you mean?”
“I couldn’t restore their memories,” Hermione replied, her voice tightening. “I had changed their names and caused them to believe they wished to live in Australia…and made them forget that they had even had a daughter. When I went to restore their memory, I – I couldn’t lift it. It was like talking to complete strangers. I tried a couple of different times, but I couldn’t stand to keep putting them through it again and again. Guess I had made the charm more powerful than I thought.”
Scoffing at herself, Hermione stopped stirring the pasta to impatiently wipe at her eyes. Sirius pulled Hermione’s wand from her pocket and waved it at the pot, so that it now stirred itself. Slightly awkwardly, he pulled her into his arms in a warm hug.
“I’m so sorry, Hermione,” Sirius said into her hair.
Hermione had stiffened at the contact, but eventually relaxed into the embrace. She couldn’t seem to remember the last time she had hugged someone.
“I mean, I could have attempted to give them more false memories, so they’d at least know who I was and remember their names and that they have a daughter, but how was I supposed to replace twenty years of memories? Of me being born, of the first time I walked, my first words, when I don’t even remember? They wouldn’t be real,” Hermione finished tearfully.
She pulled herself away, knowing that if she stayed in his arms, she may never stop crying. Bracing her hands on the table she leaned forward and took a few deep breaths. Sirius laid a hand comfortingly on her back.
“You did it for their safety, Hermione. If it hadn’t been as strong, they may have broken through it. You did the best you could,” Sirius consoled.
“I did,” she sniffed. “I wanted to keep them safe, and I did. I just didn’t know it would mean I would lose them a different way.”
They both stood silent for a moment. Sirius didn’t know what to say. If he could have made his parents forget that he was even born so that he could live his own life away from them, he would have been sorely tempted. But for Hermione, who had caring parents that tried to give her everything she had ever wanted, it must be heart wrenching.
“I didn’t even tell Ron and Harry about that,” Hermione confessed. “It was right before Harry and Ginny’s wedding and everyone was all aflutter about that and the Weasleys had enough on their mind, I just couldn’t bring myself to tell them.”
“That’s not something you should keep inside, love,” chided Sirius.
Hermione straightened and turned around with a forced smile.
“It’s fine. It really is. Let’s have dinner, shall we?”
Soon after dinner, Sirius decided it was probably time for him to go. Hermione walked with him up to his old bedroom and handed him back the old time-turner.
“You might need this,” she said sheepishly.
“I reckon I might,” he responded smiling.
He pulled her into a big hug and told her to take care of herself.
“You too,” she murmured. “Don’t let Snape get to you too much.”
“Easier said than done, love.”
He paused before bending his head to drop a light kiss on her forehead. She stepped back and he began turning the time-turner. One turn, two turns, three turns…
And all too soon he had disappeared from the room, leaving Hermione wondering if what just happened was a good thing or a bad thing, and whether or not he would come again.
A/N: Thanks for reading and reviewing! Things are going to heat up pretty soon…
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