by
Jiwwy
Chapter
10
Everyone
Found - Whether They Like It or Not
As Hermione closed the door to her room, a sudden realization hit her.
Lupin was here to give Draco back his memory.
Things would be… normal again.
She clutched the towel to her chest tighter. Wait, this shouldn’t be such a big deal, should it?
You don’t like him, dear Hermione, a voice in her head said.
You love him.
***
“Ron!” Ginny yelled, watching the man as he walked down the street. He had long black hair and
The doorknob jiggled, and someone pounded on the door. Ginny sighed and unlocked the door.
“Ha ha! It’s Sirius! Sirius!” Ron looked near doing a Piggish dance.
“Sirius?” Ginny watched him bounce around.
“Yeah! Harry’s godfather!” Ginny cocked an eyebrow but Ron was already long gone.
***
Sirius was still deep in thought when a sudden bang shocked him out of his own mind. “Ha ha!”
“We escaped, the muggle lady took us in!” Ron bounced up to him like a Great Dane that hadn’t
It was just now that Ron’s excitement seemed to fade, along with the red coloring from his face.
“Mommy there’s a man in the house he’s in the kitchen he’s a murderer he’ll kill meeeee!” The little
“Yeah, yeah! He’s my friend’s… godfather.” Ron said quickly, not feeling up to turning Sirius into
“Oh.” Nancy said, nodding quietly. “Will you be taking them home, mister…?”
“Black. Sirius Black,” Sirius answered in the same overemphasized English accent Fred had used
“It’s strange though.”
“Yes?”
“How did you know they weren’t with their parents so quickly? Surely you couldn’t have gotten a
Sirius just blinked. “I have connections.” He said weakly. “Er, get your things, boys… wasn’t…
“Ginny’s in the other room,” Ron finished for him quickly.
“Right. We’ll be off.” The boys left. “Sorry for the trouble,” he gave Nancy a responsible-guardian
“Not at all,” she answered happily. “Those kids are very nice. Would you mind… do you know
Sirius coughed loudly. “Er, I… really… don’t.” He bit his lip. Nancy understood.
***
In the other room, Brooke slipped a sheet of notebook paper in Ron’s bag with her e-mail address
***
Back in England, Lupin had borrowed Hermione’s cauldron and a lot of her potion stores. He’d
Hermione had tried to help Lupin for a while when he first started, but there really wasn’t much to
“Hermione?” He asked as soon as Lupin popped out to Diagon.
“Yeah?” she reached into the popcorn bowl they’d set in between them. Empty. Of course. Neither
“Do you think… I should get my memory back?”
“It would be for the best,” she answered, like a teacher, or someone else that tells you things no one
“You don’t want me to.”
She sighed. “Of course I don’t. But you need it back, you’re sick. Get more popcorn.”
“You. And I don’t think I want it back either.”
“Well, we’ve already got Lupin here, and I asked you first.”
“Lupin doesn’t have to do it, now get me popcorn!”
“That’s why it’s best if we just let him make the potion, and get the popcorn yourself!”
Without warning he leaned over the popcorn bowl and grabbed her hand. “I want things to stay the
“I do too, Draco.”
He put his forehead to her temple and whispered in her ear. “It won’t last, Hermione. Something’s
She turned her head and stared at him, confused, and then he suddenly kissed her. His mouth tasted
She pushed the empty popcorn bowl off the couch and scooted closer to him, never letting their lips
“I terrify myself, Hermione.” He said after he quickly broke it off.
At
that second Lucius Malfoy thundered into Hermione’s living room.
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