Just Sirius
Oh goodness, I laid awake in bed since five o'clock whilst with terrifying clarity the embarrassing pictures of last night came to mind. I had been naked, almost naked, in front of Professor Snape and Sirius, and he, he had healed me, and so tenderly and attentively, as I was not even to myself. Unbelievable, I really couldn't believe it and it really robbed me of my sleep. Okay, how would I behave towards Sirius today?
I could mentally briefly neglect Snape, since I strongly suspected that he wouldn't be here tonight. Well, I also had to be lucky. I rolled back and forth, restless, and then I let my hands glide softly over my ribs, which had been injured yesterday, and now felt nothing. Everything was all right again. I was completely healthy, thanks to Snape.
As restless as I was, I really couldn't sleep anymore. I wanted to move forward with my running training, but I thought about Sirius all the time. In Snape's face, you could as usual, almost not read anything. He had always been emotionally cold and poor, which had made it very difficult to judge him, but Sirius had been the exact opposite, and in his face I had been able to read every emotion yesterday. The question was now, how should I deal with it?
At seven sharp, I stood all ready in a yellow-and-white summer dress in front of the closed kitchen door and spoke myself courage, then pushed it open resolutely, rushed self-confidently with a loud "hello" into the kitchen and went straight towards my usual seat. Sirius could not quite conceal his astonishment at seeing me appear so brave. He stared at me like a fish in the dry.
Only now I noticed that Molly wasn't in the kitchen, so we were alone. Well, well, I hadn't imagined the first reunion like this, but that was usually the case. So far he hadn't said anything, but had given me unreadable looks from his gray eyes. Since Molly wasn't here, I wanted to annoy the guy, after he had fallen into my back so uncooperatively yesterday and only had agreed with Snape. I mean, that wasn't nice at all, so I had a small issue with him. I just winked at Sirius flirtatiously and showed him a mischievous, almost wicked grin on my face, slipping back into my chair, slowly pulling up my dress hem on my thigh, and finally lasciviously fished for my wand, which I pulled out of the holster on my thigh.
Sirius eyes were stuck to my hands and he stared at me open-mouthed as I swung my wand and let a cup float towards me. Then I put my left pointing finger on my grinning lips, seductively, to say that this was our secret and let the wand slip back into the halter.
"... you ... you're really incredible, Hermione," Sirius stuttered hoarsely, while I poured coffee into my cup.
"What do you mean, my dear?" I looked up innocently and batted my eyelashes.
"I mean, you little beast, that you know very well what you are doing here! I ... I didn't really expect this scene today ... are you flirting with me?" He asked, stuttering and rough, brushing his undulating long hair behind his ears.
"Would you want that? I surprise you with my performance? Is it good or are you just bored?" I resumed our previous flirt, and smiled gently at him. Meanwhile, I lifted the cup to drink and then licked myself extra slowly over my damp lips.
"You ... ah, I don't know, no, of course, I'm not bored, but how am I supposed to judge you, you ... if I had seen Ginny yesterday in this presentation, she would die of shame, she would now be red as a tomato and wouldn't even look into my eyes, you ... you're so different," he was still confused and torn.
"That I'm different, I thought, you'd know for a long time, Sirius!" I said, piqued, "Yes, but not like this!", He sounded slightly desperate and it wasn't clear to me at that moment if I should understand it as a compliment or not.
"What did you think? That I'm good-natured and naive? Please, I would never have been able to get you out of the North Tower, you should realize that," I said calmly and please, I could have guessed that much that I was anything but good when I helped a criminal escape.
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When Hermione Fights
FanfictionThey say you always have a choice and I had chosen. I would fight! I was ready to face life with all its ups and downs. I would follow the path of a warrior, not popular but necessary, as I had been part of the war for years. Every year without fail...
