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: Hello again! Thank you very much for reading and reviewing! This story has almost 100 people following it now and I couldn’t be happier! Thank you very much :) I know some of you guys have been surprised by Harry’s behavior, but I think this will be explained better in a future chapter.
And on FF.net, totallysirius pointed out a little blunder concerning me mixing up Fred and George and I fixed it. :)
To Disappear Through Time
Chapter Eight
“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.
Sirius gazed at her for a few long moments, unsure of what to say. What do you say after someone relates the story of how they lost everyone they thought of as their family and friends? He felt the urge to embrace her as he had after she related the story of her parents and didn’t know how to feel about it. He knew he meant only to comfort her, but that in itself felt odd. He had seen her display her strength time and time again and to see her vulnerable made him feel odd. It was like seeing Dumbledore cry or something. After relating her story, she quieted and lowered her gaze to the table.
“I’m sorry it’s happened liked this, Hermione,” Sirius began awkwardly. “But you have to know that you can’t blame yourself for how things have turned out. As odd as it sounds, I’d rather things be this way than for you to have settled for a relationship you weren’t comfortable in.”
“I know,” Hermione agreed, “but it does get lonely.”
“Well, that’s why I’m here, love,” Sirius proclaimed, in an attempt at his usual flamboyant charm. “We can be lonely together.”
Hermione gave a half-smile, and Sirius decided it was better than nothing.
“I am happy you’re here, Sirius. As much as the rational little voice in my head tells me this may be a bad idea, it is nice having you here.”
“It’s nice being here,” Sirius replied. “I’m enjoying it as much as you are, if not more. It’s helping me more than you know. You’re great company.”
They looked at each other in silence for a moment. Hermione opened her mouth to say something and then blushed slightly before opening it again.
“Sirius, I have something really important I need to tell you.”
He cocked a brow, wondering at what she would say.
“What I need to tell you is…your potatoes are smoking.”
Sirius cursed loudly as he grabbed an oven mitt and stalked towards the stove, with Hermione looking amused behind him.
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“Sirius, this is really good,” Hermione praised as she took another small bite of the roasted chicken. The potatoes had been fine save for being slightly scorched (“Nothing a little seasoning won’t fix!”), and the chicken was delicious.
“I have a bachelor’s cooking skills,” Sirius said with a jaunty smile. “Edible with as little effort as possible. And if it tastes good, that’s a plus.”
Hermione gave a small smile at the statement before looking down again at her food.
“I’ve been meaning to tell you, you look very nice today,” Sirius said, not only in an effort to cheer her up but also in truth.
She blushed slightly and said, “Thank you, Sirius. I had a good morning and felt like dressing up a little. Although it looked better before I slept on it.”
“Still, I like it. I’ve always loved seeing your hair down.”
It was his turn to look down in slight embarrassment. He cleared his throat before continuing.
“I don’t mean to pry but what do you do? Do you work? Teach, maybe? Or write?” Sirius guessed, naming professions he knew she’d be excellent at.
“I work at a Muggle bookstore. It’s nice,” she stated quickly, as if defending her choice of employment. “Easy, pays the bills. Not that there’s many, living in a house that needs no utilities. It’s not too far of a walk either. Oh! That reminds me. Do you like chocolate?”
Remembering the box of cupcakes she had bought on her walk back, she got up from her chair and retrieved them from the counter.
“If you’ll open that, I’ll get us plates for our cupcakes. And milk. A glass of milk is the perfect accompaniment to double chocolate cupcakes.”
“Sounds delicious,” Sirius said and pulled his wand from his back pocket and tapped the ribbon in which the box was enclosed, causing it to retract. He reached inside and grabbed one of the cupcakes and wasted no time in taking a big lick across it, smudging the frosting across his lower lip.
“This one’s mine,” he stated unnecessarily.
“Sirius Black! You couldn’t even wait for me?” Hermione asked, laughing.
“Of course, I can. You can have this one.”
He held out one of the other cupcakes to her, and as he did so, bumped it against her nose so that a dollop of frosting remained on the tip of it.
“Sirius!” Hermione exclaimed. The combination of her indignant scowl and the dark frosting on her nose reminded Sirius of an indignant panda and he laughed merrily.
Hermione scrambled for a napkin to clean off her nose but Sirius calmed himself enough to tell her not to bother. He reached out, and with the pad of his thumb, wiped the sweet confection from her nose. Without dropping his gaze from hers, he brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it clean before murmuring “delicious”.
Oh bollocks, she thought to herself at the sudden butterflies in her stomach.
A/N: Oh, Sirius.
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