I finally got another laptop. So here's some fanfiction. Also, I love kpop now. Google SNSD and EXO and your life will soon have a whole new meaning.

guys where the hell is the line maker thing

what is this new format


cringing at the past chapters I wrote dear lord why did I think everyone cursed that much

that was a dark moment in my life

And yes, Hermione Granger, my lovely reviewer, sticking with Granger sounds nice to me. Hermione Weasley, Hermione Granger... Her maiden just has more of a kick to it. :D


Previous Chapter

"My tutoring lesson with Sirius! I've nearly forgotten!" Hermione exclaimed, stopping in her tracks. Lily raised an eyebrow, bemused.

"Looks to me like you've completely forgotten, not just nearly. Have a lesson planned out?"

"Not at all... Oh well, I guess we'll watch another movie."

"Again? This must be the twelfth movie you've watched!"

"Just the tenth," Hermione said, gritting her teeth. "I doubt he even remembered a single thing from our actual lessons."


The next day, Hermione could be found sprinting through the crowded corridors of Hogwarts trying to get to the classroom that she and Sirius had scheduled to meet. Once again, she had forgotten the time, and she was pushing nearly twenty minutes late. She mentally cursed at herself as she sped into the classroom.

"You're late, loser," Sirius said, slouched over on the couch. Hermione huffed indignantly as she shut the door behind her, noticing how Sirius had already arranged the movie set-up. The other desks were pushed neatly to the side, the couch placed exactly in the center of the room. Sirius even managed to set up the projector without breaking anything.

"I'm sorry," she said exasperatedly, rubbing her temple with her index and middle finger, "I was busy trying to figure out what to do today besides another movie."

"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame," Sirius drawled, rolling around on the couch, "But Hermioneee, I wanted a movieee."

"We're not watching a movie today. We're going to go over muggle kitchenware today-"

Sirius groaned.

"- And then we're starting a new television show."

Sirius poked his head up from the couch, hair a bit messed up from the rolling as he raised an eyebrow at Hermione. "What television show?

"You'll find that out later."

Five minutes into the lesson was all it took for Sirius to violently flail his arms into the air, making Hermione scream a little from shock.


"Sirius! I've spoiled you with movies, you have to learn at some point."


"Sirius, you're going to have to lower your voice before someone hears you screaming."


"Dear lord," Hermione muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose, "You've picked up on Kreacher's horrible speaking habits."

Sirius looked at her suspicious as he flailed, purposely hitting Hermione with his wild arm spasms. "HOW DO YOU- ahem- how do you know about Kreacher?"

"Because I know everything, Sirius. Now stop talking or I'll tell James to cut off your hair when you sleep."

Sirius decided it'd be best to not say anything for a while, Hermione basking in this new-found silence to continue on the lesson without any other interruptions.

Towards the end, Sirius seemed to take a fascination onto toasters and blenders. For what reason, Hermione had no idea why.

"Wait... So you just put bread into the toaster," Sirius said slowly, concentrating very hard, "And then toast comes out a minute later?"

"Yes, Sirius, that's how it works."

Sirius cast a look of absolute horror as he looked at the diagram in the book.

"But... Where does the bread go?"

Hermione face palmed for the tenth time that night.

About forty five minutes later, Sirius had nearly gone insane by trying to pay attention for so long, drifting off into sleep every three minutes before Hermione would snap loudly in front of his face, Sirius yelping and almost biting her hand on instinct, each time mumbling an apology about how being a dog for too long rubbed off on him before continuing the process over and over. Then finally, it was over.

"There. That wasn't so painful, now, was it?" Hermione huffed, shutting the textbook. Sirius grumbled.

"I bet James would have let me watch a movie," Sirius mumbled. Hermione rolled her eyes into the back of her head.

"But I'm not James, am I?"

"I wish James was my tutor."

"James doesn't know anything about muggles."

"He does too! He has an O in that class!"

"Only because he's good at last minute studying! Yesterday he asked me if I used straightening irons to iron clothes or to make toast!"

Sirius paused, waiting for Hermione to continue. When she didn't, he tested, "... Well?"

"Well what?"

"Do you use it for clothes or toast? I mean, I thought a toaster was for toast-"

"Thank you!" Hermione exclaimed, "Finally! I managed to cram something into that stupid little head of yours!"

"Please don't do that, that sounds painful."




Hermione stared at Sirius in confusion as he looked blankly at her.

"You're impossible," Hermione sighed, pulling out the new television show in defeat. Sirius squinted at the cover.

"Doctor Who? Who's Doctor Who?"

Hermione felt a grin creep up her lips. "That's an old age question, Sirius."

Moments later, they were settled on the couch, the lights dimmed as the theme song began to play.

"This sounds weird."

"That's not entirely inaccurate."

"What's this episode called?"

"The Unearthly Child. Shush, it's starting."

"I wanna watch a movie."


However, his pout didn't end for long. By the end of thee episode, Sirius managed to coax Hermione into watching the entire season right then in there, all four episodes. By the third episode, Sirius was already singing along with the theme song.


"Sirius, if you do that one more time I'll hex you so hard you'll be hexed through a time lock."

"A what?"

Hermione raised an index finger to her lips. "Spoilers."


"Here we go again," Lily muttered as Hermione waved goodbye to Sirius, them walking in separate directions. Hermione raised an eyebrow at her as Lily pulled Hermione off down the corridor.

"You were waiting outside the classroom for me?"

"Yes, but don't get too flattered. I'm only doing it for James."

Hermione's eyes widened slightly. "For James?"

"Yeah, he's starting this new paper for the school to read. He's calling it The Cauldron Conundrum."

"Great, so you've gotten smitten with him, that's lovely, by that still doesn't explain anything."

"I'm not smitten with him!" Lily attacked before backing down, realizing how intense she had gotten. "I'm only doing it because I invest in what James is wanting me to do."

"And what is that, exactly?"

"I'm collecting information for his new story," Lily paused, trying to remember the name, "Sirius Black and-"

"Sirius Black and Hermione Alden, the school's new source of gossip!" James exploded from nowhere, Hermione positively shrieking, nearly falling over before regaining her previous pace. While Hermione had a mini heart attack, Lily smirked at him, as if expecting him as they turned a corner, Lily not even getting a skip in her step.

"What on earth is wrong with you?" Hermione breathed. James grinned cheekily at her.

"Just collecting the news for the paper, Soon-To-Be-Mrs. Black!"

Hermione's face instantly turned stony as she turned to glare at him. "What."

"You heard me! It's going to be front page across the paper tomorrow! What a brilliant way to start a new paper, wouldn't you say?"

"No! James, don't you dare!"

James smiled a malicious grin that Hermione has only seen once on Harry, and that was when he was giddy on liquid luck.

"Sirius doesn't mind it! He actually suggested it! Rumor has it that you'll only agreed to tutor Sirius because you find him extremely charming and attractive. And by rumor, I mean me, and by me, I mean Sirius."

Hermione felt her cheeks flush pink as she stared angrily at the ground.

"That's rubbish."

"Rumor also has it that Sirius is asking the Soon-To-Be-Mrs. Black to Hogsmeade next weekend for a romantic date to Zonkos."

"First off, that's not even remotely romantic, it smells of feet and hyperactive children on sugar in there, and secondly, Sirius won't be doing such thing. We're mere acquaintances."

"Why all the fancy talk? You're just using big words because you can't accept the truth," James said eerily, Lily giggling slightly. While James grinned at himself proudly for making Lily laughed, Hermione cast her a look of disbelief.

"You're laughing."

"Shut up. Potter, your next class is in two minutes."

"Damn, you're right!" James slung his bag over his other shoulder, winking at Lily before walking off.

"You keep me in line, Evans. See you around."

Hermione observed carefully at Lily's steady increase of redness flushing to her face as James strutted off, clearly aware that the two girls were still looking at him.

"I think I've found a new thing for you to put in that paper," Hermione said, smiling slightly.


"Lily Evans and James Potter. Mad in Love, Emphasis on 'Mad'."


"Sirius, does James still like Lily?"

Hermione sat herself next to Sirius on the couch in the Gryffindor common room. Sirius looked up at her with slight surprise, in the midst of a conversation with Peter, who poked his head in for a listen.

"No, Hermione. James hates her now. Update, Satan is now a good guy and he hands out lollipops and cereal."

"I don't need your sarcasm, Sirius," Hermione huffed as Peter laughed.

"Yes! He's still obsessed with her! What's it to you?"

"Well..." Hermione leaned in close so that only Sirius and Peter could hear, who she was having a hard time remembering was a complete traitor. "I think Lily's beginning to become fond of James."

"Who uses the word fond anymore? Look at me, my name's Hermione and I'm fond of things."

"Sirius! I'm not joking!" Hermione hissed as Peter chortled. "And stop laughing!"

Sirius mocked wiping a tear out of his eyes from laughter. "Wait, are you serious?"

"I can tell these sort of things. But we need to get them together now."

"Now? Why now?"

"Because it's halfway through January and by the end of the year they need to be married so they can have kids!" Hermione said quickly. Sirius looked at her with a look of slight disgust.

"You need to calm down. It's nice you appreciate the couple, but-"

"I didn't mean it like that. Well, kinda," Hermione said awkwardly.

"I always thought they'd go nicely together. Well, really, I just wish James would stop talking about her at night..." Peter said thoughtfully.

Sirius grins down at Hermione, the height difference staggering. "We've got a Hogsmeade trip coming up this weekend, haven't we?"

"Yeah. What about it?"

Sirius strokes his chin thoughtfully. "Just how will we be able to force them to go out with each other?"

"When you put it that way it gives me second thoughts."

"Shush," Sirius said airily, placing an index finger on Hermione's lips. She glared down at it, pushing it away.

"Stop. What's the plan, then?"

"Well I was thinking-"

"No love potions."

"Besides that, I was wondering whether-"

"No hexes. Or curses. Or spells," Hermione insisted. Sirius huffed, a piece of hair flying up.

"You're the one who's so obsessed about getting them together. I'm just brainstorming."

"Well, Sherlock, in case you haven't noticed, all of those will land us in trouble and earn us a slap from Lily."

"Why do you guys just follow them around and stuff?" Peter suggested. Hermione and Sirius stopped their bickering to think, a grin soon spreading over Sirius' face.

"And that's why everyone needs a Watson every once in a while, Peter."





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