A/N: Ok, slight title change due to some conflicts. Didn't realize there was another "Sirius Affair" out there. Again, my apologies to the author. So, same story here, just new title.
This story is eventually going to reference some movie moments that aren't really book canon, but they were just so darn cute anyway.
Also, to clear up any confusion, in this story, Sirius obviously didn't die that night in the DOM. He escaped with everyone else. Feel free to use your imaginations how. I'm just gonna focus on this. And he's allowed to roam freely now that he's been cleared. Dumbledore of course has no problem letting him in. That lovable old wizard has a soft heart for the troublemakers. Sirius missed the majority of his godson's youth and he'd like to begin to make up for it. And since it's fan fiction, I really don't see it being that big of a deal.
Ok, back to the story …
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After I left Hogwarts that night, I was quite full and happy for it, but deep in thought as to how I was going to get those two stubborn kids together. It was SO obvious that they were in love, but neither one of them could see it. I decided that this matter was going to take further research.
I needed to find others that would tell me all about Harry and Hermione's pasts, both together and apart. I knew enough about Harry's upbringing, so I needed some clues as to Hermione's. Muggles were such a challenge to me, but I wanted to see just how much she really was like Lily.
But, honestly, it wasn't like I was going to just call up her parents. So I needed the next best thing … close friends.
Unfortunately, one of those two was the other person I was trying to set up. I was hoping that Ron would provide the clues I was hoping for, otherwise I would have to talk to that Parvati and Lavender pair and that just didn't seem like a good idea to me.
It wasn't until the Christmas holiday that I got my chance. I invited Hermione, Harry and Ron to Grimmauld Place. Mrs. Weasley, however, was slightly unsure that I was a suitable guardian. I don't know whether it was Ron or Harry's pleadings that finally broke her, but the trio was now standing in front of me. Each of their faces said, "ok, now what?"
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Luckily that dear Hermione spoke up.
"Harry, I saw a wizard's chess board in the library. Perhaps you and Ron could play while Sirius gives me the VIP tour of those smashing books!"
"Yeah, Hermione, that sounds great. Let's go, Ron."
I could have kissed that girl, if not for the illegalities and the fact that I wanted her for my godson.
I gave her a silent "thank you" and we all moved to the library.
"Pity Lavender couldn't have made it," I said nonchalantly to Ron as his queen smashed Harry's pawn to bits.
"Yeah. I miss her already, but her family was going to France for Christmas."
Truth be told, I really was upset she wasn't there. I was hoping she would break up the "Trio time" and give me a chance to push "Couple time." But it wasn't meant to be.
I needed to get Ron alone to talk to him, but he was always with the other two. Desperate times were going to call for desperate measures.
I waited outside the bathroom for him.
"Ron!" I cried as the door was opened. "I was afraid you had drown in there. Took you forever!"
The poor kid nearly jumped out of his skin (and the towel he was wearing - thank Merlin that stayed on).
"Sirius! Bloody hell! Are you trying to kill me?"
"No, I'm trying to get you away from Harry and Hermione for one bloody moment."
Ron gave me an extremely puzzled look. The one Hermione always gave an exasperated sigh to.
"Listen, I need to tell me about Hermione."
"Hermione? What about her?" he asked.
"Just anything. I mean, she's Muggle-born, so that has to make her different, right?"
"Why are you asking?"
Damn, this kid was curious.
"Look, I'm Harry's legal guardian. I'm curious about his friends. I want to be able to talk to him and know whom he's talking about. I'm a concerned parent."
"You've known Hermione for like 2 years now."
"Not as well as you guys," I said, almost through gritted teeth.
Ron shrugged. "Ok, then. Well, Hermione is a trip. I mean, she really is both ends of the spectrum. One minute, she's the sweetest girl in the world. A really nice person, you know? And the next, she wants to choke you and vice versa! I mean, she can be a real bit-"
"Ok, Ron!" I interrupted. "I get the point. Hermione's got a really full personality. But what else can you tell me?"
"She … um … has brown hair."
"Yes, I noticed that."
"Hermione loves books!"
"Ron, any idiot can see that. Is that all you can tell me about your best friend?"
"Look, I love Hermione, really I do. But as a sister. And I couldn't tell you much about my biological sister either. I'm really sorry."
Suddenly I realized why it would never work with Ron and Hermione. He didn't know anything about her. I believed him that he loved her like a sister, but whoa, that was it. Harry knew about Hermione's soul. Ron knew about her obvious traits.
"Ok, Ron. Thanks for your help. And listen, don't tell Harry and Hermione that I was asking, ok? I just want to make it seem like I really pay attention."
He nodded and yawned.
"Go to bed. And thanks again for your help."
"Good night, Sirius."
"Night, Ron."
This was going to take some more digging, I could see. Well, digging was going to be the easy part. It was making the plan that was going to be hard. That's ok. I had the rest of the school year to work.