Red Roses, Chocolate covered Strawberries and High Heels
A/N: This story was once known as Leather and Straight Lace. I have since rewritten it to fit my story Red Roses. It however can stand alone. mild ootp,hbp spoilers.
Some would say being jinxed and thrown into a mysterious veil trapped for two years would be a fate worse than death, and Sirius never discouraged this belief. He never had the heart to tell the whole truth of the matter, He had lived two years with Hermione by his side as if time never stood still. He never knew for sure when he fell in love with Hermione, in the real world or the one of his own making, all he knew was that he would love no other but her. The shock was not the time he lost away from his loved ones, to him he never left them. The shock was that Hermione was never his, their bed was only his bed, and his child was never growing inside of her.
His happy memories where visited always in his sleep…
He woke up to coffee and smiles in the morning. “Morning Harry, Morning Remus, good morning love,” he said with a smile and a kiss to his favorite witch.
“Morning Sirius” she replied with her own passionate kiss.
“ Ready for Hogwarts Professor?” Remus asked.
“All packed and ready to go Remus.”
When she saw Harry's and Sirius’s long faces she said “I am not at the end of the world, there is the Floo network and I Apparate, it will be like I never left”
Hermione was just offered the Defense Against the Dark Arts position by the new Hogwarts Headmistress Andromeda Tonks. The old headmistress Minerva McGonagall passed away the year before, she never got over the stress of the war and loss of Professor Dumbledore; She essentially died of a broken heart. Most teachers died in the attack or moved on except Sinestra, Vector, and Babbling. Madame Pince and Filch survived as well as Madame Pomfrey. Grubbery-Plank took Care of Magical Creatures full time, Pavarti Patil took Divination, Kingsley Shackelbolt took Charms and head of Ravenclaw, Tonks took Potions and Head of Hufflepuff house, Neville took over Herbology as well as Head of House in Gryffindor, Alicia Spinnet took over Flying and Refereeing Quiddich games, Transfiguration was taken by Roger Davis, a retired Arthur Weasley took Muggle studies and Hestia Jones took over History of Magic. Millicent Bulstrode took over Slytherin house.
As they lay in bed that night he remembered the first time they where together. All was strictly friendship till two months after she moved in.
They where in the drawing room drinking to the lost in the war when they both had too much to drink. She was wearing a jeans skirt and tee shirt, and bare foot. He was wearing jeans and dragonskin boots and white shirt. Instead of disgust at his confession she matched one with her own “I love you too Sirius. I just thought it a lost cause being Harry’s godfather and all, I thought you only saw me as a little girl.” He lifted his tattoo hand to stroke her face he needed to touch her, to be sure that what was happening was real and not some drink induced hallucination. When he touched her smooth skin he realized it was not, his heart leapt with joy. He kissed her softly, her lips were soft and warm tasted sweet from the tea she had earlier. She did not turn away or say no, encouraging him to deepen the kiss and explore her mouth with his tongue. She answered with equal passion running her fingers through his hair. He remembered her small hands unbuttoning his shirt and removing it. Tracing every tattoo with her fingers. His row of stars on his neck, His permanent necklace, his six point star, his cross, his dog on the left of his stomach, the antler and lily etched on the other side his hippogriff on his right shoulder.A wolf paw, antler, dog paw, and rat tail in a circle on his left, She then kissed his knuckles that had love and hate etched on his fingers. It was such an innocent act, yet her touch burned him with such lust and desire that he could hardly breath.
“If you continue like that it might not be able to stop if you want me to” he said huskily.
“What if I don’t want you to?”
“ Are you sure?” he replied.
“Yes”
He ran his fingers over the tips of her nipples that where showing through her shirt before pushing it up and over her head…
“What are you thinking about love?” her sweet voice interrupted his equally sweet memory.
“Just thinking how much I love you” he replied as she nuzzled closer to him allowing him the smell of her sweet strawberry smelling hair.
She looked up at him and ran her finger over his new tattoo on his forearm, a yellow rose that had her name Hermione Jean on it.
“I love you to.”
***
True to her word Hermione came home often to Grimmuald Place to have dinner, go to a movie, or whatever was on their minds at the time. But it was now three weeks since he saw her last, making things hard on him.
He finally decided to see her at the school to ease his ache for her and to ask her a question that has been on his mind for a year. He borrowed Harry’s map and he hoped onto his beloved motorcycle Lucille, to go see his other beloved.
Things have not at all changed at Hogwarts, as he would have expected with all the damage done in the war. Instead it was rebuilt, with the old splendor it always had.
Hermione never told him the schedule that she was working so he did not know exactly where she would be. He opened the Marauders map to get a better idea. Tonks, Tonks, Shacklebolt, ah there she was Granger. She was grading papers in her office.
He went through the school in all the secret ways he had procured in his youth, the prankster known as Padfoot. The office she was in was the same as well, a spiral staircase to another room in the classroom itself. Padfoot could hear the sounds of the record player that Remus gave her for luck playing as he acceded the stairs to her. His boots where not at all quiet so knew immediately that he was there. He noticed that she wore a white blouse, pinstripe skirt under the customary robes worn to teach.
"Good afternoon, professor. Lovely day isn't it?"
He was wearing black jeans, his usual dragon skin boots and a black tank top with a black leather jacket.
"Is there something you wanted, Lord Black?"
She defiantly needed time away, she only addressed him by his title when she was irritable and tired.
“ I came to see the love of my life take her out for a ride."
"Sirius, I can't go now. It is not a good time." He stopped her from talking with a kiss.
"Yes, you can. You have been working for weeks without a break. I am sure the Headmaster can do without you for a few hours."
"It's against the rules!" argued Hermione in an annoyed tone.
"Breaking the rules is fun! Besides, I seem to know a little schoolgirl that dared to break school rules," he adds with a sexy smirk.
He could hear her groan at the mention of her little rebellion against her previous DADA professor and Ministry spy Dolores Umbridge. He did not want to use that information against her but desperate times call for desperate measures. He kissed her again and removed her robe and laid it gently on her desk after sensing her defeat. He then took her by the hand to where his motorcycle was.
"Hop on love, I promise it is well worth it," he said amusingly.
Sirius could fell her put her arms around him and bury her face in his back. He could not help but chuckle, the wild haired witch hated to fly.
He could see her amazed expression when he landed, a secluded beach that was his from his inheritance where he always liked to go and think.
"Sirius it's beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed in awe.
He then removed his jacket and laid it on his bike, then he leaned down and took off her heels before taking her hand and walked them down to the beach.
"I told you it would be worth it." He replied with a chuckle.
He then took her in his arms and carried her to a small open rock alcove, where there was a blanket a bottle and glasses of champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, red stiletto heels and flowers.
He laid her down on it and said, "I have been wanting to do this all week," he said huskily.
She began to rub his length teasingly. "So I noticed," she purred.
“Vixen” he growled in her ear, sending shock waves down her spine
He then gave her a kiss and reaching for the red heels and putting them on her. Then put a rose in her hair.
He then ripped her blouse open and off her. He then proceeded to remove her skirt leaving her with white silk thigh highs.
She repaid him by pulling off his shirt and kissing his chest. He impatiently pushed up her lace bra to get access to her breasts. He took his time lavishing each nipple making her moan in passion.
"Sirius!" she cried, pulling him close to her. "I need you." She skillfully unfastened his jeans. He gave another deep growl, and then, ripped off her matching lace underwear. He positioned himself to enter her and with one rough thrust, he pushed his entire length inside of her.
"Yes, FUCK YES!" Hermione exclaimed as he groaned and pumping her with such intensity that it worked her into an orgasm.
Not able to hold out any longer, he comes along with her as he cried out,
"HERMIONE!"
Afterward, they rested in each other arms, cuddled together.
"You know breaking the rules is not that bad." Says Hermione as an afterthought.
He chuckled and reached for the champagne.
“I am glad you agree,” he said as he gave it to her.
It was then that she noticed a strawberry in the champagne glass. As she looked closer she saw that it held a ring. She pulled it out and saw that it was a pear shaped diamond with small diamonds around. The estimated value was more than she would make in a lifetime. He then took the ring from her and stood up straighter and shifted to one knee.
“I never was the marrying kind.I never thought that I would find that woman that would love me for me. I never wanted to bring another Black in this world that would have the same mania and hate. Now I know it is not that bad with my looks and your compassion and love. We can build a new Black house that everyone would love and respect. All this to say, Hermione Jean Granger, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
She just looked at him tears of love and nodded yes.
He then kissed her hand and slid it on her and laid back down next to her and laid his head on her sweaty breast.
“Thank goodness that is over. Want to have another shag?”
That earned laughter from her and shoving a strawberry in his mouth for his trouble.
The news of their engagement meet with some mixed reviews. Remus Ginny, Andromeda and Tonks where ecstatic with joy at the prospective union.
The others had a little bit more of a hard time accepting it, especially Harry. But in the end he came around, and escorted her down the isle that day, with Remus his best man, Ginny and Tonks and Andromeda bridesmaids. Bill the Minster of Magic performed the ceremony.
He would never forget that day on their three-month anniversary she refused to drink champagne with him.
“Is there something wrong love?” he asked concerned
“Not at all love, just don’t want to hurt the baby.”
He just stood there shocked out of his mind. He could not have heard what he heard.
“Say that again?”
“ I went to the healer, she said we are expecting a baby” she repeated. He put the glasses down and picked her up and spun her around the room. He then opened the window and shouted,“HEAR THAT WORLD?I AM GOING TO BE A FATHER!!”
The shouting brought concerned Remus and Harry. Remus with his senses heard what the commotion was about and gave Hermione a bear hug. Harry on the other hand was confused. When he was told he too was jumping for joy.
They lay in bed together thinking up of names with his hand on her stomach thinking of what his child would be like. They decided that he or she would be named after a constellation and named Jane if it was a girl and Jeremy if it was a boy, honoring her late mother and father. Their child would no doubt be very powerful, intelligent, and mischievous and incredibly good-looking. He wondered if he or she could learn quickly like their mother, or be as compassionate, or as accepting. He prayed that the evil that was his family would not infect his poor innocent child.
When he finally voiced his concerns about this she took his head and put it on her chest and said “Our child will know goodness and love and loyalty from their father. I have no doubt of that. Besides if the family was so evil, Regulus would not have realized he was doing the wrong thing and made sure that Voldemort was vulnerable, or produce wonderful people like Andromeda and Tonks.”
This calmed him greatly and he continued to be exited for his child.
However it was not meant to be.
Six months into her pregnancy he began felt the tug that pulled him from his world to the real one.
He then let the tears fall for his life, one that he believed would not happen again.
He turned to the side and let the tears fall for his lost life and his partner and friend that was Hermione Granger.