A/N: Well, looks like I lied again. Adding another character. I figured if I could pull off Hagrid, I could add Sirius. I just adore Padfoot!! Oh, and he's not you-know-what in this story. That crazy Sirius! He was just hiding!
****Sirius****
Harry and Hermione's second year at Hogwarts was quite the memorable one. Now, keep in mind, I was still sitting in my cell in Azkaban back then. But Harry was constantly on my mind. I was always waiting to see my godson, to make sure he was ok. I wanted to somehow live up to the promise I made to Lily and James.
Well, anyway, I have heard from everyone from Dumbledore to Harry and Hermione themselves about that hug. That moment that seemed to have turned Hogwarts on its ear for 10 seconds. Bloody hell! Seems like everyone has an opinion about that hug!
Now, I'm very jealous of those who say that they knew it was coming. I should have been there; I should have seen it coming, too. But even though I wasn't there to see the magical hug, I can see it in my mind very clearly.
All I have to do is picture Lily and James.
From what I can see, Hermione showed up and time stopped for Harry. No one else existed from the time their eyes locked till after their embrace ended. Hermione probably ran as fast as her legs could carry her and Harry probably held her as tight as his arms would let him.
Both more than likely felt that spark. That spark that seems to ignite in special couples. Not many know it, but it's been said that when a magical couple is meant to be, there's a moment of pure magic that occurs at the first real moment of love. To put it simply, there's a spark of magic. Now, I know that neither of them would have known what it was, but I'm willing to bet that they both felt it and were terrified of it.
Not many couples experience it that early. I'm not surprised that those two challenged the normal.
So, I've heard that once their hug ended, Ron wouldn't hug Hermione. Yeah, he liked her back then. Thank Merlin he got over that. Why hang on to something that will never happen? I knew Harry would find someone special from the day he was born. Lily told me he would. She described her as "petite and bushy." I never knew what the hell Lily was talking about until I saw Hermione for the first time. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I never said anything, though. I didn't want to freak them out.
Once I got to know Harry through his fourth and fifth years, I could see love blossoming big time for them. When my name was cleared in his sixth year, it was safe to roam the halls both as a guardian of a student and an alum of the school. I often discussed those two with their professors and we were all in agreement - Harry and Hermione were this generation's answer to James and Lily. So, that meant that eventually they'd see the light.
And they did. FINALLY.
Harry spent hours with me one day in his sixth year planning how to ask her out. We finally decided on a picnic by the lake. ("Their lake" as I came to call it)
I was happy that I could finally take part in their romance, after missing the widely talked about hug. I at least knew when they were going to start dating. I mean, it's not like she was going to say no.
So, nowadays, "Mummy and Daddy's hug" is still the favorite bedtime story of little James and Lily's. I'm pleased as punch to be "grandpa Sirius" and I can only hope that I'm doing the original Lily and James justice by helping out with their grandchildren. I know that Harry and Hermione's babies will be wonderful people; I knew their great-grandparents, grandparents and parents. Yeah, they'll have an eye for mischief, but they'll also love Quidditch and studying. I figure they'll be everything good rolled into one package … just like Harry and Hermione Potter.
Anyway, here's to friendship, and bravery, and love.