The Return: Remix

Narcissa's Sister- It was all a part of the plan for her to break up with him. If I didn't make that clear enough, I am sorry. After looking at the story for so long, I know all the answers and assume that others would understand the writing the same way I would.

AND to everyone else out there (this part isn't a shock) READ AND REVIEW!!

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Chapter Seven


Twenty days before…


Hermione found Sirius in Knockburn Alley, talking with the whores in the doorway of the cheapest light skirts on the block. She walked over to where he was, slipping her hand down his well muscled ass, feeling him going stiff at her touch.


“What a pretty whore you are, handsome,” Hermione said casually, even as she slapped his ass. “Bet you could buck like a bronco.”


Sirius turned slowly, looking down into her chocolate brown eyes. He let his gaze down her body. She was dressed in a brown butter soft dragon hide corset dress with her breasts, Merlin help him, cupped in a burgundy that was revealed on the inside of the dress that was flipped back from one shapely leg.


“If I had motivation,” he said casually, slipping a hand over her waist to the small of her back and pulled her forward. “Money.”


“For a fine piece like you?” She looked over him. “Let me see your teeth, pet.”


“I have them all,” he told her.


Hermione pulled out a riding crop, hitting his flank. “Really? I suppose that’s worth a few Gideons more. But pray tell what would I be receiving for my money, whore?”


His eyes went hot as she moved the whip over to his crotch, rubbing against his erection. “Everything.” She hit his ass with the whip.


“What?”


“Everything, Mistress,” he corrected, to which she kissed his chin.


“Come along, pet,” she said as she grabbed his shirt. “Do you need a leash or will you be a good boy?”


“I’ll be the best, Mistress,” he breathed.


“You best be,” she drawled, letting him go and turned walking away.


She got a room at a local rooming establishment and was sitting on the bed as he walked into the room. Hermione leaned back as she watched him locking the door, putting up the wards. Sirius walked over to her until his knees were caging her knees.


“Hanging out with whores, Sirius? Are you really that desperate?” She lifted up her foot, pressing it to his belly. “I don’t know what upsets me more. The fact that you were hanging out with a whore or the fact it was a cheap one.”


This had Sirius laughing as he removed her high heeled stiletto boot, tossing it aside. He lifted her foot kissing the top of it. She put her other foot up and it too received the same treatment, as he said, “I was only waiting for you, angel. Where did you get that crop?”


“I rode dressage during summers before the trouble started…” Her voice became rough with tears. She cleared her throat and said, “It’s been years. I don’t even know why I kept it.”


He took it from her hand and looked it over. “You kept it and yet you haven’t used it in years?” He looked at her intensely. “You got it out of storage, didn’t you?”


“I-I emptied out the storage.” She sat up next to him. “I don’t know why…It’s not like I can’t afford it.” She looked to him, her eyes filled with tears. “I miss them so much.” She reached out to him, caressing his face and chest. “Did you know I found them?”


“Yes, I know,” he said roughly. “You’re tired.”


She nodded. “I thought it was safe. I was wrong.”


“It wasn’t your fault,” he growled, making her look into his eyes. “The men that killed them were cowards. They only went after muggles that couldn’t defend themselves, who happened to be related to the witches and wizards they swore revenge on. Your parents just happened to be the first on the list.”


She sobbed as she pressed her face against his shoulder. His arms pulled her into his lap, rocking her. It wasn’t until her next words that he went totally still.


“I’m going to be staying with the Weasleys for longer than I had planned,” she told him.


His body went tight with tension as she spoke the words. “Planning on fucking Ron?”


“No, I plan on celebrating our one year anniversary,” she told him, smacking his arm. “And I’ll have you know, Lord Black, that there is only one man I fuck and it isn’t him!”


Sirius’s mouth captured hers in a deep hungry kiss that had her all but whimpering as he rolled her to the mattress. He lifted his head, growling, “You’re mine, Miss Granger, and if I find out that he dare look at what is mine…” he tore her sorry excuse of panties off and was inside her before she could breath. “If he even thinks…”


Her finger pressed to his lips, panting, “Quidditch season is coming.”


“Are you saying that he would rather play…” She slowly nodded. “Even before I was back?” She nodded again. He’s smile was slow and devilish as he leaned down, kissing her slowly. Pulling back he muttered, “Silly boy.”


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Present day…


Everyone was sitting around Hermione and Sirius as they announced that not only were they having a baby, but that they had just eloped as well. Albus being the one that did the bonding ceremony simply smiled. The others congratulated them. Lavender Brown was there, looking puzzled. Lavender more than likely thought she was there to protect her hold on Ron. Little did she know that Hermione would have gladly have tied a bow around his waist and given him over to Lavender.


“Some other people need to get married around here,” Molly said looking straight at Ron.


Hermione rolled her eyes. Ron didn’t take hints. Not unless they were attached to the head of a sledge hammer. She looked over to Harry who was standing next to her, leaned over a bit closer.


“Certain marriages are allowed in the Wizarding world that aren’t allowed in the muggle one,” Hermione whispered to him. “Like yours for instance.”


He turned and looked into her eyes, his eyes widening. “Really?”


She nodded even as Sirius leaned over and added, “You would question my Hermione’s knowledge of Wizarding law?”


Harry chuckled even as he turned to look into Lupin’s questioning gaze. Harry’s smile went soft as he whispered, “Are you going to make an honest man of me?”


Smiling Remus pulled him into a scorching kiss that had more than a few there looking at them goggled eyed. When the older man pulled back, he looked over to a smiling Albus and asked, “Will you marry us?”


Ginny let out a scream of anger and outrage that had many there plugging their ears. Molly was mouth open, staring in absolute shock, and looked like she was going to keel over any second. Arthur put supporting arms around his wife and whispered to her to sit down before she fell down.


Albus had them married within minutes. Hermione would have thought Ginny would have protested about it. But when she looked over to her found that someone had put a silencing charm on the young witch, whose mouth was moving, but not a single sound came from her. Hermione slipped her arms around Sirius’s body, resting her head on his chest. He kissed her head absently, as his arms went around her as well.


“How could you?!” Ginny screamed once the wedding was over and the charm had been taken off of her. “We…You…Us…” She couldn’t seem to complete a sentence past the first noun and ended up running up the stairs wailing as she went.


Hermione sighed heavily. “I knew she wasn’t going to take it well.”


“She will get over it, wife,” he murmured.


Smiling at him she whispered, “Call me it again.”


A cocky grin lit his face. “Wife.”


“And?”


“Lady wife.”


“And?”


“My one and only,” he went on, this time kissing her mouth lightly.


“Are we or are we not going to have our honeymoon, husband?”


Fires lit his eyes as he lifted her up into his arms, saying to everyone watching around them. “Goodbye!”


As they watched them leaving via the floo it was Remus who turned to his new husband and purred, “Honeymoon, luv?”