A/n: So sorry for the long wait. This is yet another installment of 'Finding' and the last. I am obviously getting to the end of it. Sorry!

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Chapter 13: Fall to Pieces

"I just want to sit and stare at you. I don't want to talk about it and I don't want a conversation. I just want to cry in front of you. I don't want to talk about it, because I'm in love with you."

-Avril Lavigne

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Sleeping.

Awake.

Drifting.

Falling.

Thud

"Bugger!" Hermione had fallen out of bed trying to sleep. She scrambled in the slowest fashion, her cat watching her. "What are you looking at?" The cat had a face on that made it seem as though he were smiling but Hermione thought better of it. Stupid cat.

It was hard to sleep for her when she only had one thing going through her mind.

She sat on her bedroom floor. Her head in her hands, trying to find some center. She felt stupid. She felt as though she had made the biggest mistake of her life. She did not want to admit to anyone, not even herself. However, she had some strong feelings for Sirius now. Just the way he had kissed her the night before blurred the picture to the point of blindness. Unfortunately, she knew that Sirius must know and Remus as well.

Now, embarrassed, she got up and looked at her clock. It shined a bright green 5:32 AM. Too early for her, but she could not get back to sleep.

She thought about the decision that she was eventually going to make. Was she going to heed what Snape had told her about Draco, how he only wanted her to be happy? Would she be happy if she did get together with Sirius Black? She was mildly confused. She decided that if it would work, well then . . . maybe she would allow herself to be happy.

"I feel so broken up." She was torn in two. One by her growing feelings for Sirius and one by the man that she might have to let go.

Sirius woke with a jolt; he had slept in with too sweet to last dreams. He smiled his way through his hot shower, and prepared to visit Hermione . . . after she got out of work of course. It was Thursday, his favorite day of the week. Hermione would be getting out of work and he would take her out, treat her to dinner, and take her home, if he was lucky enough to his house.

He mentally slapped him self for thinking those thoughts. He must remember that she is vulnerable and needs comforting, not some horny and senseless normal guy. No matter how appealing her skin was to him. 'Shut up' he told him self, 'I'll never get through the day!'

Hermione got to work and closed the door to her office. Only two seconds later were there people coming in to drop notices, papers, and files off on her desk. Frankly for her, that was also blurred. Instead of flooing, apparating, or flying home, she walked. Her handbag in one hand that wore a mitten. The other hand with a hot chocolate that tasted bad because it was made with water. She was looking forward to going home to make her homemade cocoa. She smiled. Bliss in a cup.

She was so blasé, the she had not noted her door was not only unlocked, but also slightly ajar. She walked in and turned her lights on, not able to see into the living room, she did not notice Sirius sitting on the couch, apprehensively awaiting her notice. She walked into the kitchen and put on a kettle, to her surprise this time, she noticed that it was very warm.

She did not think who could have been in her flat before she found Sirius sitting on her couch looking at her. He frowned, noticing her bad mood. He could read it in the she walked and looked at him with no expression. She walked back into the kitchen, mad that he had just walked in as if everything was okay.

"Hermione" He asked for her and got up from the couch, "What's the matter?"

She sat at the kitchen and found two steaming mugs of her homemade cocoa ready to be drunken. It her that what Sirius had done was sweet, and she lightened her mood.

"Come on, I wanted to talk about some things before we decided on doing anything." Sirius coaxed her into realizing his endearment.

She lifted the corner for her lip, "I'm sorry for the way I walked in, I've just been thinking a lot today."

"About what?"

"You. You and Me. Draco and Me. My wants, your wants, Draco's want. What we could be. Do I want it to be?"

Sirius sat for a moment processing what she was saying. Most of all that caught his ear was her mention of Draco and what he wanted. Draco wanted. How could Draco want?

"A while back, I contacted 'the other side.' Don't laugh its not funny." Hermione warned him, "I talked to Snape and he told me that all Draco ever wanted for me was to be was happy. At first, I did not know what to think. I did not know what to think or do. Should I listen to Snape who is dead and I feel stupid to talk to a dead person, or should I not listen and be alone?"

Sirius wanted to hold her and tell her everything that would make her want him, but his mind and heart told him no. She was the one he loved, and she had forgotten where his heart truly laid. It was for her and he felt hurt at her almost rejection. His body language was reading closed and his eyes were cold.

Hermione was upset that this had effected him the way it did.

"I just don't know what to do, I'm so conflicted." She sighed.

Sirius found his voice, "I want to comfort you and make you feel better, but I don't know what you want. I do not know if you want to be left alone or if you want comfort. I came over here tonight expecting a totally different attitude."

She whispered an apology. Here and now was the right time for a decision. She reached across the table to his hands and grabbed one with hers. She looked up into his lost face and his cold mood dropped. He felt her air cold hands and immediately wanted to warm them.

She stood from her chair, "Join me on the couch?" She dare not let go of his hand, in fear of losing him. He too stood and made his way with her to the common room. The windows were all closed but the shades were open, allowing them to enjoy the night sky. She sat with her back to him and his chest to her back. She was practically sitting in his lap. She looked and recognized a few constellations, but did not find the one that she was looking for.

"I'm not up there now" Sirius let out once he has realized what she was doing, "I don't come 'till late springtime."

"Oh."

They laughed and had sat for a few hours afterwards, not talking until Sirius was preparing to leave.

"It's not all about me." Hermione said, as she was about to hug him goodbye.

Sirius decided it was time to shut up and listen.

"I've really been conceded in some of my thoughts. Not even considering what you felt or thought. Forgive me?" She asked pleadingly.

"Yeah." He smiled.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and put her head to his chest. She looked up to his face like she had the night before and made a final decision and kissed him on the lips, hoping against hope he would not reject her, which he did not. It was a sweet kiss, getting more passionate as the seconds passed.

Hermione was sick and tired of regretting everything she did. Especially when it was with Sirius. She enjoyed that he was always there for her and he would do sweet things and be so nice.

They let go and she smiled at him, while he looked at her with slight confusion.

"I was wondering if I could come back to your house. Mine gets cold when I'm all alone." She said with an expression change. She did not want to go to work the next day. She did not want to regret her choices. She wanted to be able to love Sirius with out a second thought about it and she was going to.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

Hermione smirked, "Completely."

Hermione grabbed her hang bag and spring jacket and left with Sirius. They walked to the center of London arm in arm, found an empty alleyway and apparated to Sirius house. Only seconds passed before they were enveloped in each other until slept overcame them in Sirius's bed.

Hermione awoke late in the morning to the smell of eggs and talking coming from the down stairs. Sirius was with someone. She had dressed in a pair of his sweats and walked sown stairs a smile across her face to see Remus.

His face was about to fall off as Hermione walked past and sat down across from him.

"What are you making for breakfast Sirey?" She said in her cutest voice ignoring Remus's expression.

Sirius turned and laughed at Remus, "Well, um, Scrambled eggs, toast, and maybe a few sausages." He made eye contact with Hermione, "Tea?"

"Yes please." She finally made eye contact with Remus and laughed to herself, "What?"

"Nothing, just nothing." Remus cleared his throat, "Um, are you playing with my head or . . ."

"Yes, we did." Hermione stated with a smirk and sparkle in her eye, "And not a word to anyone about it. Not yet at least," in a more serious tone.

Remus just shut his gaping mouth and nodded, too aghast to speak. Sirius took his place next to Hermione.

"It's weird not being so weird around you." He said confusedly.

Hermione looked at him dumbfounded, "What?"

"Well there used to be this weirdness between me and you, and . . . well . . . now there isn't."

"Hmm, no, there isn't." Hermione closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder smiling.

Sirius smiled at Hermione and made eye contact with Remus who smiled at her happiness. Remus had left shortly to let the two be alone. It was sweet; the two of them rather had it together. So, they had breakfast together and it was quiet. They drank tea, eat their eggs and toast, and sat and looked at each other.

"So, what else would you like to do today?" Sirius asked her.

Hermione hummed for a moment; "I want more of this . . . the Sirius Black charm."

Sirius chuckled, "Join the club." They laughed. "Now we can hang out here at my house for the day like ninnies or we can go out and be a real couple and let the world know." Hermione smiled at that prospect.

"But then I would have to get dressed in real clothes and go out."

"But wouldn't it be fun?"

Soon enough the two of them were walking out the door, arm in arm, in the cool spring air. They decided to find a muggle town nearby that was less crowded where they could get a warm meal and a hot drink, away from the city.

After eating, they were walking arm in arm. The occasional glance from jealous women towards Hermione made her laugh; as did the comments from men towards her did Sirius laugh.

Sirius was getting so into this, he got an idea. After walking for a few minutes, he stopped walking in the middle of the street.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked confusedly.

Sirius lifted his hand to her face, pointed to her nose, and touched it, "Tag your it!" and he ran away as fast as he could. It was easy seeing there were not that many people.

Hermione stood there dumbfoundly for a few second before she set off with a start, "Sirius Orion Black, I am going to get you, so bad!"

Sirius continued running about thirty yards ahead of her laughing his head off. She was not catching up to her too quickly, but she was advancing, so he ran with all of his energy and got ahead enough so she could not see him. He quickly dodged away into an alleyway.

"Uh! Sirius!" Hermione moaned, "Where the hell did you go?" She put her arms up in defeat as we walked down an alley that she suspected him to go down. At first, she did not see him, until he jumped out and grabbed her around the waist.

"I found you!" She cried.

"You always did, didn't you?" He said as he pulled her closer to him. "You always found me."

He kissed her with more passion then he had ever before then. It was not even that intense.

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"Do you like vegetables?"

"Uh huh."

"Do you like carrots?" Hermione asked.

"Uh huh." The little boy mumbled.

"Do you like peas?"

"Uh huh."

"Do you want some?"

"Uh huh."

"Okay honey, here you go." Hermione smiled as her son took the small bowl of vegetables from her. He walked around the table; the one with all those marks in it that Hermione remembered.

"Jeff, honey be careful okay, don't drop the bowl."

"I got it mum." He was just like his dad, so confident and reassured. Always so sure of himself. He had the same raven hair and piercing gray eyes. "Mummy? When is daddy gunna be home?"

Hermione cleaned up the stove of the pot she had used to cook her son a healthy snack, "Any minute now, honey."

From the front hall, Hermione could already hear her husband taking his coat and boots off.

"Honey! It's snowing out, could you wake me up early so I could shovel the walk way, Harry is coming over with his kids." Sirius walked into the kitchen, collapsing into Hermione. "I missed you so much."

"And I you." Hermione kissed his cold cheek. "First snow of the season. It's such a sweet November."

"My favorite month." Sirius smiled. "Come here Jeff."

His son ran over to him putting his arms up to be picked up. "Hey dad!"

"Hey boy! How was your day?"

"It was good." He laughed.

"Yeah?"

"But I missed you." Hermione cooed at their son's sincerity. Sirius put his son down, and he ran into the other room, leaving his parents alone.

"Hey."

"Hey." Hermione pushed some of his bangs behind his ear.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?" Hermione giggled at this comment.

"Maybe, I think only a few thousand times." They smiled and shared a kiss.

They had been married now for eight years or so, but it did not really matter because they shared love, a stronger bond then marriage. A few years after marriage, they had a son. He had grown up behind everyone. While he was still six, all of his older 'cousins' were starting Hogwarts naturally. Most of them were well into Hogwarts by now.

Hermione and Sirius enjoyed every moment together, never bored or sick of the other. It was sweet really.

Fin

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A/n: Well . . . that was it, the finale, the finish, and the end. Thank you to all whom loved and read my story. Please, tell me if the ending was bien! Hehehe. Love to all!

.Mai.