Anything But Mine

Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own anything in the Harry Potter universe. The only thing that belongs to me is the idea and Brenda. This is for entertainment purposes only.

Summary: SBHG. Sirius has fallen for her. The only problem is that she married someone else. I just don't see how you could ever be anything but mine.

A/N: I am so sorry for my delay in this update. I am glad to announce that Grandpa went to the doctor yesterday and was told every test came back perfect. He's going to be just fine as long as he watches his diet and keeps exercising.

Thank you to all my reviewers and the people who love this story for sticking with me as my updates trickle in slowly. I hate when I love a good story and it only gets updated once every three months, and I hate being an author who does that. Sometimes you can't control family problems though.

This is the last chapter of this story. I may or may not go back and do either a small sequel or an epilogue. Right now I want to devote my attention to getting my Lucius/Hermione story As The World Falls Down updated and completed, and I have a new Sirius/Hermione chapter story already planned out.

I promise both of these projects will be frequently updated now that I am not practically living at my Grandpa's.

I hope you love this chapter, and keep an eye out for my next Sirius/Hermione story, the title is still pending.

I love you guys so much, and I loved working on this story for you! Remember, Sirius/Hermione rocks!

Chapter 20 – You're The Star


You're the star
My shinin' light
The mornin' dawnin'
When the sun comes up so bright
And the closer I get
Yes, it's true
You're the star
Above the storm
I wanna wrap you in my arms
And keep you warm
No, I don't wanna live without you
No, I've never found nothin' like you

You're The Star – Rod Stewart


Hermione woke up slowly. Sirius was still asleep; she could feel his even breathing against her cheek. She didn't want to wake him, but had to use the restroom desperately. Trying to be as quiet as she could, she slipped from his arms and tiptoed across the small hotel room at the Leaky Caldron.

"Where are you goin'?" Sirius mumbled, opening one eye.

Hermione quickly covered herself up with her hands. "To the restroom. I'll be right back."

Sirius closed his eye and snuggled deeper into the pillows. He waited until he felt her crawl back in bed beside him before he opened his eyes again. He kissed her nose and wrapped his arms around her. "Good morning."

"Good morning," she replied.

Sirius propped himself up on one elbow, looking down on her face. "You are beautiful," he whispered, tracing her cheek with one finger.

Hermione turned a bright red instantly and squirmed against his body, her eyes downcast. He hooked her chin with his finger and raised her face up to meet his. "Stop that," he demanded.

"Stop what?"

"Doubting me. If I say you're beautiful then you are beautiful," he said.

"I'm sorry. It's just that nobody has ever told me I'm beautiful, I don't see it," she replied.

"Than I'll show you," he whispered against her ear before reaching over her to grab his wand from the nightstand. With a flick of his wrist a full-length mirror appeared beside the bed. "Sit up," he commanded, raising himself up and extending his hand to her.

Hermione sat up, holding the sheet around her naked body. "What are you doing?"

Sirius didn't answer her; instead he shook himself free from the sheets and sat down on the edge of the bed completely naked. "Come here," he said.

"Sirius, what…" before she could protest again he stood up, and tugged the sheets off of her. Gently grabbing her arms, he lifted her from the bed with ease and set her on her feet in front of the mirror. He moved behind her, holding her arms to her sides so she couldn't cover herself up.

"Do you see it Hermione?" he whispered in her ear.

Hermione scrunched her eyes up, trying not to let him see the tears forming from her embarrassment. "See what?" she said, her voice soft.

"Your beauty?" was his reply. He gently ran his hands through her hair as he studied her face in the mirror. "Do you see how soft your hair is? The caramel color that shines in the sun?" his hands dropped down on her face, tracing an outline around her eyes, nose and mouth. "Do you see the shape of those gorgeous brown eyes and can you feel the softness of your perfectly shaped mouth?"

Hermione stood transfixed, watching him in the mirror has his hands explored her slowly. "Your soft skin and firm breasts," he whispered, ignoring her embarrassment as he cupped her breasts gently in both hands. "Perfect."

Hermione stopped squirming as his hands dropped down to trace her stomach. "Beautiful. Do you see it now Hermione?" he said, kissing her shoulder. "Beautiful to me, my Hermione."

Hermione gently laid her head back against his shoulder, closing her eyes as his hands trailed further down her body, brushing against all of her sensitive spots. "Sirius?" she moaned.

"Hmmm?" came the reply.

She turned in his arms slowly, reaching for his lips with her own. "Make love to me."

"As you wish," he replied. "But the mirror stays."


"What are you doing here?" Brenda sneered, sitting her purse down on the table at the small restaurant.

Ron smiled at her. "We have come here many times for breakfast, I thought you might still come by and I wanted to talk to you."

"About what?" she asked, picking up her menu to hide behind.

Ron quickly reached over and lowered the menu. "About Hermione. I heard what happened. What are you doing?"

Brenda snapped the menu shut, slamming it on the table. "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You never touched Sirius. You didn't even know who he was a couple of days ago. You thought he was Harry's dad. So why did you go over there and lie to her?"

"Why do you care? I heard Fred tell George that Sirius tried to strangle you."

"I care because I don't want you hurting Hermione. No matter what happened between you and me she was an innocent in it. She didn't do anything to you."

Brenda slammed her hand down on the table, causing the salt and pepper shakers to jump. "Didn't do anything to me? You have no idea Ronald. Little miss perfect. Little miss princess. She got it all, didn't she? She got the life I wanted. She got the fame, the money, the success, the man I loved!"

Ron felt his mouth fall open. "You loved me?"

"Of course I loved you! I loved you so much it hurt," Brenda sank back in her chair.

"Why didn't you ever tell met than? I thought we were just, you know, having fun. Why did you turn me away the last couple of days? After you knew I was free from Hermione why did you turn me away?" Ron asked.

"Because I won't play second best to anybody. You only came back to me because she left. She took it all. She has the life I dreamed about. You don't understand and you won't. The important thing is that the little bitch is as miserable as me now."

Ron stood up slowly. "You need help Brenda. How do you know I couldn't have loved you? If you stopped feeling so sorry for yourself and opened up a little, who knows what would have happened! What you did to Hermione is inexcusable though." Spinning on his heel, Ron walked out, leaving Brenda sitting there with tears in her eyes.


"Would you like breakfast before we go home?" Sirius asked Hermione as they exited the Leaky Caldron.

"Sounds good to me." Hermione said, wrapping her hand around his arm as they walked.

"What are you feeling?" Sirius asked, looking down at her.

Hermione smiled. "Loved. Safe. Beautiful," she blushed.

Sirius laughed. "I told you I'd make you see it."

Crossing the barely crowded street, Hermione suddenly stopped. "Oh no…" she groaned as Brenda stopped directly in front of her. Turning, Hermione noticed Sirius was gone.

"Good morning Hermione. I really hope you are doing okay. I felt awful having to be the one to break the bad news to you yesterday." Brenda said in a sweet voice.

"I'm doing just fine, thank you. If you'll excuse me…" Hermione tried to push her away around Brenda, wondering where Sirius suddenly went.

Brenda reached out and grabbed her arm. "If you want we can grab a cup of coffee. It would be fun to share our favorite sex stories about Sirius, wouldn't it?"

"Let me go." Hermione demanded, reaching in her back pocket for her wand.

Brenda yanked her closer so their faces were almost touching. "You are probably right, we don't need to share sex stories, and god knows you could never compare to me bitch."

Before Hermione could pull her wand around, Brenda let go of her arm, stepping back. Her skin suddenly paled, and her mouth fell open. "The…. The… the Grim…" she managed to choke out, staring at a space behind Hermione.

Hermione felt the big black dog step up beside her. His teeth were showing as he growled at Brenda.

"I… Sorry… Must Go…" Brenda stumbled as she began to move quickly away from them.

Watching her go, Hermione began to laugh before dropping down on her knees and wrapping her arms around the shaggy black dog. "I love you." She whispered in its fur, and felt the dog nuzzle her face in return.


Harry let go of Hermione slowly and stepped away from her. "So no more running away?" he asked.

"I promise, no more running away," she replied, taking his hand and leading him away from everyone else. She didn't speak until they were standing in Remus' backyard. "Can I ask you something?" she asked.

Harry nodded. "Of course."

"Are you okay with me and Sirius?" she asked, biting her lip.

Harry smiled. "Of course I am okay with it. I'm happy for you both. His happiness means a lot to me, and I have never seen him this happy. As long as he treats you well and you treat him well, I don't mind at all."

Hermione threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you."

"Am I interrupting something?" Ron asked, stepping outside and making his way over to Harry and Hermione.

"Not at all. How are you?" Hermione asked, releasing Harry and turning to Ron.

"I'm okay, and you?" Ron asked.

"Fine," she replied.

"I'm sorry about everything Hermione," Ron said. "I never wanted things to turn out this way."

"It's okay Ron. I'm okay. It's better that we fixed things now instead of waiting ten years. I'm happy with Sirius, and I hope that when things calm down you and Brenda can try again."

"Brenda left town." Ron replied.

"What?" Harry asked.

"She came into the twin's shop late this morning ranting about how she had just seen the Grim and had to leave. She collected her last paycheck and was gone." Ron explained.

Harry grinned, turning to Hermione. "The Grim huh?"

"Weird…" Hermione mumbled.

"I just wish Sirius had bitten her." Ron added.

Hermione began to laugh, and soon Ron and Harry joined her. Before the boys could react, Hermione's laugh turned to tears and she threw herself around Ron's neck. "Are we friends again?"

Ron hugged her back. "Of course. If you can forgive me for everything. I miss my best friends."

Hermione stepped back. "I love you both so much," she said. "I'll see you both soon," she smiled at them both before wiping her tears off and heading inside.

Ron looked over at Harry and raised an eyebrow.

"Women," Harry said, shrugging. "No man will ever understand them."


"Is everything okay?" Sirius asked Hermione as she walked up to him, her eyes slightly red.

"Perfect," she replied, kissing him.