...yes god finally, she gasps his name like a broken moan and her mind shorts out, consciousness collapsing and melting into the hazy hall, lit by lightning, as her pleasure overtakes her and she no longer knows what is her, and what is the silver shooting from the sky to the earth as the world is beaten by the storm around them, and she comes. [the end] x-posted: hermionesirius  

... asks with slow, throaty astonishment, “Godfather? I’m doing this―” her hand slides further downwards, oh, downwards, there , and grasps , yes , “―and you’re thinking about godfathers ? ” Sirius catches his breath, breathes in, out, and marvels for the sixteen-billionth time at this witch who is his wife, and just how wrongly the world has cast her as the ‘innocently intelligent one’, and...

... Has never been one, despite what she presumed as a child. Sirius’s hand meets hers at his knee, warm and rough, squeezing her fingers gently, but firm. For a moment their eyes meet. And then Hermione Black returns to the story of her paperback, to read of spaceships and star battles – the magic of this world she gave up. [the end] x-posted: hermionesirius

... And when dawn slides through the blinds two hours later, and she imagines her name being called over intercom at the airport, and she realises that she’s probably just ruined her career for this man, and then he’s whispering that he’ll fix it all and go with you too – then she’s sure she is. [the end] x-posted: grangerblack100  x hermionesirius x hermione_and

...knew there were enough heroes in the girl’s life already – and so that hadn’t been what had brought them together. It had been, more or less, the power of conversation. Hermione Granger had fallen in love with Sirius Black because they had taught each other how to really listen. And Molly approved. [the end] x-posted: grangerblack100  x hermionesirius x hermione_and  

... Not mine, all JKR's. At The Staircase's Curve Finding a moment alone at Number 12 was no easy achievement. Hermione was fond of the library’s fireside chair, big enough for two, but Sirius preferred the nook at the staircase's curve. He’d catch her there unexpectedly and, when she protested, he’d murmur, “Sssh, no-one’s looking.” Her protesting was mere habit anyway; she always gave...

Title: Before The Storm. Fandom: Harry Potter. Characters: Hermione/Sirius. Rating: PG. Word Count: 200. Summary: Hermione and Sirius, drinking. It's AU and melancholic, but isn't that always the best type? A/N: Belongeth to J.K. Rowling. Written for the prompt "wine" at grangerblack100   but it grew. I'm trying to keep posting the backlog of my fic over to here, but now that...

Title: The Truth Is Rarely Pure. Fandom: Harry Potter. Characters: Hermione/Sirius. Rating: M Warnings: Sex. Word Count: 190. Summary: One day at a time... This ficlet is future!AU. Hermione is a consenting adult. The title comes from a quote by Oscar Wilde. A/N: The characters all belong to J.K. Rowling - I just take them out and play dress ups. The Truth...

...” he whispered, lips against her areola, tickling their way around and then up towards her soft neck. She put her hands against his shoulders and laughed. “And has that line worked for you in the past, Sirius Black? Got you in many girls pants, has it?” He smirked. “Well. It’s not like I have to make an effort to get into your pants, is it, seeing as you seem to have temporarily mislaid them.” For...