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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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A/N: My dear dear beloved readers! Believe it or not, I am not dead. I deeply deeply apologize for the long delay, but I think I have a good reason, maybe? After a year of deployment, my husband is finally back in the states and I finally get to live with him. J So I have moved 14 hours away from our hometown but I am happy and it has been great! So please do not hate me too much. In other news, I actually had a breakthrough in my development of this story. I had still been struggling on where this is going, but I believe I have figured it out. So enjoy, and I promise I will update weekly AT LEAST from now on. Love, peace, and sushi.

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To Disappear Through Time

Chapter 7

It was so odd to think that back in his time she was 15, no, 16, she was older than Harry, but here she was ten years older and already more of an adult than he had ever been. After hearing about the loss of her parents and allusions to some fall out between her and the Weasleys and seeing her napping so contently, he couldn’t deny that he felt a burgeoning tenderness for her. And the urge to try to make it better. Although considering that in his own time he was a prisoner in this very house, there was very little that he could do. Or was there?

Studying her again, he noticed that she looked a bit peaky, perhaps the result of a hard day. He set off downstairs with the intention of making her dinner.

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Believe it or not, Sirius Black did actually have some measure of skills in the kitchen. Not that he was able to give them much practice in his own time, considering that Molly commandeered the kitchen and treated him as if he was terribly in the way every time that he stepped foot in it. His cooking style was simple yet tasty, and the fact that Hermione’s kitchen was both organized and stocked well only helped. Only about half an hour after leaving Hermione in the study, Sirius had chicken in the oven and potatoes boiling on the stove. He had set a silencing charm on the kitchen before he started in hopes of letting Hermione sleep as long as she could without interruption from him. It also came in handy when he had a slight (yet deafening) disagreement with some of her pots and pans.

With dinner started, Sirius sat down at the table and took a moment to reminisce about the times he had had dinner with Lily and James soon after they were married. Lily had been like Hermione, she hadn’t used much magic in the kitchen either. He and James would often gang up on her and tease her about her cooking skills, but it had always been good nonetheless. Sometimes Remus had joined them also, and he would either stay quiet and smile indulgently at the mock disputes or take Lily’s side. It was hard to believe he was the only one left.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door. Timid at first, the second time it came stronger. Sirius froze, staring at the door without a clue of what to do. He walked slowly down the hall towards the front door. Then there was a voice calling from the other side.

“Hermione! Hermione, are you there?”

Ronald Weasley.

“You can’t avoid me forever, Hermione. We need to talk at some point. Just let me in and we can talk about it. Things can go back to the way they were.”

Behind him he heard footsteps. He turned around and there was Hermione, her hair slightly mussed and eyes slightly red. She was pale, yet staring at the door with a mixture of contempt and slight fear. Meeting his eyes, she brought her finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. He nodded slightly and slowly walked back to the kitchen and sat back down.

“Hermione! Alohomora.” The door remained close.

Sirius frowned, disliking that Ron apparently had no qualms about just letting himself into the house uninvited.

“Fine! Be that way! Let me know when you actually want your friends and the only person who will ever love you back!”

There was a crack of disapparation then silence.

Hermione joined him at the table and leaned forward resting her face in her hands, much as he had when she told him of Remus’s death.

Sirius gave her a moment to collect her thoughts before saying quietly, “I’m back.”

“I see that,” she replied, removing her hands from her face to smooth down her hair and giving him a small smile.

“Will you tell me now?”

“Well, I suppose you really ought to know now, considering what you just heard. I haven’t talked to Ron nor any of the other Weasleys in about a year,” she began quietly.

“What happened?”

Biting her lip, Hermione thought of where to begin.

“Well, I suppose you know that Molly always wanted her big happy Weasley family, Harry and Ginny, Ron and I. And in Hogwarts, I suppose I had fancied him, but it was never really healthy, I don’t think. It was all jealousy and trying to see who could hurt the other more, before we were even together. And then after he left us alone during the horcrux hunt…”

“He left you?” Sirius asked, surprisedly.

Hermione scoffed.

“Yes. He left. He couldn’t handle the conditions, and not getting his requisite four meals a day. And the running and hiding wore on him, as if he was bearing the brunt of the load himself. He even tried to make me feel guilty for not abandoning Harry with him, and said I was choosing Harry over him.”

“So he ran back to mommy and daddy,” Sirius said mockingly.

“Actually not,” Hermione replied. “He didn’t have the courage to do that. He knew his brothers would give him a hard time so he went to Bill and Fleur instead. He eventually came to his senses and returned but I think that was when I realized that it would always be like that. Every time I would agree with Harry or take Harry’s side over his, he would react as if I was choosing Harry over him, always. What if I had married him? I probably wouldn’t have been able to even go out to dinner with Harry alone without him suspecting something.”

“I understand,” Sirius said. “But you stayed with him?”

“I did,” Hermione stated, “We kissed during the battle, and afterwards it was such a hard time. We had lost so many, including Fred. His whole family was torn up and it wasn’t a good time to evaluate my romantic situation. And plus it was like a natural high, you know? Surviving the battle and knowing that he was finally truly gone…I’m sure you remember what it was like.”

“I do,” he admitted. “People dancing in the street, getting married left and right. That was when Lily and James got married, right after the war. Even Remus was engaged.”

“Really? I never knew that.”

“Yes…she was a nice quiet girl from our year. However, her family didn’t approve of Remus’s ‘condition’ and she ended up breaking it off.”

“Poor Remus,” Hermione said softly.

“What about you, Hermione? What did you do after the war?”

“I stayed with the Weasleys for awhile, until around the time of Ginny and Harry’s wedding when I went to try to retrieve my parents as I told you. It was back and forth to Australia for a while until I realized my efforts were futile. I had to be careful though, because the Ministry had enacted foolish laws concerning Muggleborns during the war, and even after Voldemort was defeated it still took awhile to get rid of the red tape. So for a few years I just laid low, studied at home to finish up my last year of schooling and took my NEWTs.” Sirius knew better than to ask, correctly assuming that she had achieved every one that she tried for.

“Tried a desk job for the ministry and didn’t like it. I even went through the Mediwitch training and started working at St. Mungo’s, but I couldn’t go anywhere without people either fawning over me because of my name or wishing to challenge my abilities. And Ron was pushing me for a commitment. Harry and Ginny had gotten married, Fred and Angelina were well on their way, as were Percy and Penelope. Bill and Fleur were already pregnant with Victoire, and even Charlie was dating another dragon-keeper. When I think back on it now, all I can remember is countless excuses and frustration. ‘When everything settles down’, ‘when I’m finished with my schooling’, ‘when I get settled into my new job’, ‘when I finish my Mediwitch training’, on and on and on. Finally about a year and a half ago, he gave me an ultimatum.”

“Which was?” Sirius asked, not liking the sounds of this already.

“Marry him within the next six months, or we were done,” Hermione said dully.

“How dare he!” Sirius exclaimed.

“I suppose he thought I’d, ahem, see reason and fold. He didn’t think I’d say ‘fine’ and walk out.”

“Well, I’m proud of you, Hermione. That’s no way to end up with someone,” Sirius said.

“It hasn’t been easy though. You can just imagine Mrs. Weasley’s reaction, as well as Ginny’s. I must’ve gotten at least three Howlers from each of them. They said I led him on and of course the only reason I wasn’t marrying him was that there was someone else, scarlet woman and all that. Ginny even accused me of having feelings for Harry.”

Sirius was seeing red. Of course he’d had his disagreements with Molly over Harry, but to hear how she had treated, was going to treat, whatever, Hermione…it was reprehensible.

“Didn’t anyone stand up for you?” he finally asked.

“You know how they are. No one dare say anything against Molly, the lot are scared of her temper. Arthur still treated me kindly but not around Molly. I was never really close to the other Weasleys, except maybe George and Fred. I had dinner with George and Angelina a few times after and they treated me nicely enough but it was just awkward considering it felt as if we were waiting on eggshells, afraid for Molly to barge in.”

“What about Harry? Surely…” Sirius trailed off, unwilling to believe that Harry would let something like this happen to his best friend.

“You know how Ginny is, Sirius. She’s got a temper just like the rest of them. And besides that, as I said, she was already accusing me of having feelings for Harry. If he had said too much, she would have begun to believe that he returned these alleged feelings. They were already married, there wasn’t much he could do. I don’t blame him.”

“You’re too nice, Hermione. Just wait until I see my godson again…” Sirius said dangerously.

“Sirius! You can’t let what I’ve told you influence your view of them in your time. None of this has happened yet.”

“I’ll try, Hermione, but this makes me view them all in a different light.”

“Tell me about it,” Hermione said with a sad smile.
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