A/N: Here is the final chapter to Snuffles' Stay. Hope you enjoy it! I assure you, there will be some fluff (and maybe somethin' else… Don't read if you're a young'un, and not supposed-ta.)
Snuffles' Stay
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sirius and Hermione found an apartment to rent in Hogsmeade - close to the school, and close to a town. It was a simple place - two bedrooms, a large bathroom, kitchen, and lounge. They made it into their own little place, filling it with pictures of family and friends.
A few months after Hermione, Harry, and Ron had graduated from Hogwarts, Sirius had given Hermione a ring to complete their engagement. She had been so excited and happy that she cried for two days. Straight. Sirius thought that he would never hear the end of it.
Ron was still living at the Burrow, waiting until he got a steady job and enough money to buy himself his own place. Harry had moved into Percy's old room and was staying there, too, until the he could get himself a good job. The two of them had decided that they would become Aurors, and training began in late September.
Hermione sat down on the couch that her parents had given her to decorate her new home, reading a book bought from Flourish and Blotts rather recently. She was already half-way through the book, and had just bought it the day before. Sirius watched her read.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" she asked, snapping the book shut.
He laughed and pulled her into his lap. "No reason. I just love watching you."
"How sweet."
Sirius' tongue snaked across her cheek. "You're sweet." He planted a soft kiss on her lips. Hermione smiled.
Arching herself against him, Hermione kissed her fiancé back, rubbing her hands along the sides of his neck and through his hair. Sirius gave a moan into her mouth, making her chuckle. He pulled away a bit.
"Laughing at me, are you?"
"Not at you," answered Hermione. "With you."
Feeling devious, Hermione swayed her hips against his. Sirius's eyes lit up. Hermione laughed and climbed off of him, walking into the bedroom that she shared with Sirius.
Although they had been living together and shared the same bed, they had never shared intimacy. Hermione had asked him to wait until the wedding, but found that she, herself, could not wait that long. Sirius jumped off of the couch and went into the room after her, shutting the door behind himself.
Laying on the bed was Hermione. She had an amused smile on her face, watching Sirius enter the bedroom. He climbed onto the bed, straddling her.
"I love you, you know that?" he told her. When she nodded, he bent down to give her another kiss - hot and passionate. Hermione lifted herself upward and pressed against him. Sirius grunted.
Hermione pulled Sirius' shirt off over his head and rubbed her hands along his chest. He had filled out since the beginning of her seventh year. She had personally seen to it that he had enough to eat, since before, he was simply skin and bones. He was now muscled up.
Her lover responded by taking off her shirt in turn and closely followed was each other's pants and soon after, undergarments.
In the heat of the night, two became one.
*****
Sirius and Hermione were married almost 6 months from the end of Hogwarts. Invited to the wedding were only close family members, seeing as how Sirius had not yet been cleared by the Ministry to be considered a free man.
Sirius stood at the alter with Harry as his best man and Hermione walked down the long hall in white, with Ginny proceeding her.
The ceremony was small but sufficient. The honeymoon even better.
*****
"Daddy! Mummy!"
Sirius rolled over in bed, only to meet the eyes of his three year old son. Next to him, Hermione groaned and slowly woke up.
"What is it, Remus?"
Remus James Black climbed into his parent's bed and snuggled up between them. Hermione looked at him and smiled, tickling his tiny belly.
Remus was the spitting image of his father. His hair was growing longer with age, dark black in color. His eyes were dark brown, alive with curiosity that comes with toddler years. Hermione felt herself smile widely and pull her son close to herself.
"What are you doing out of bed, young man?"
"I couldn't sleep," he answered. Remus was incredibly smart for his age.
Sirius sat up in the bed and turned on the lamp next to it. He looked at his wife and son. "Why couldn't you sleep?"
"I kep' thinkin'."
"Thinking about what?"
"Thinkin' that I wanna fly, Mum. Can we? Can we go fly?"
"Remus, do you know that it's 6 in the morning?"
Remus frowned. "I thawt it was breakfust time."
Hermione picked up her son and crawled out bed. She carried him into his bedroom and put him into his 'big boy bed,' bent down, and kissed him on the cheek with tender affection. "Go to sleep. Breakfast isn't until a few hours, yet."
The little boy obliged and eased himself to sleep.
Now that she was waken up, she knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep. It was only the weekend, so it didn't matter that much - otherwise, she would've had to go to work for the entire of the day, but she had the weekends off and spent that time with her family.
Hermione was now working at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had taken the position of Charms teacher after Professor Flitwick had retired - two years after she had graduated, 6 months until the birth of her child. She now lived in the Castle during the school year, and held a home with Sirius near the coast during the Summer.
Taking this position had been a dream of hers for a while. When Hermione had graduated, she hadn't known what she wanted to do with her life. After a while, though, she figured everything out. She wanted to be back at Hogwarts… It held so many memories for her.
In the time that she had taken up her position at Hogwarts, Harry and Ron had finished Auror training and were now living on their own, in flats next to each other near Diagon Alley. Harry had gone and married Ginny, and they were expecting their first child at the end of the school year.
Ron had still to get married.
Sirius walked up behind Hermione and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, holding a mug of coffee in one hand. "Can't get back to sleep?" he asked her.
"No. Not now."
He chuckled into her ear. "Remus has good timing, doesn't he?"
"Takes after his father."
"He does, doesn't he?" Sirius kissed the back of her neck. Hermione smiled and wiggled free of his grip.
"What're we going to do today?" she asked him. She grabbed the mug of coffee out of his hand and took a drink from it.
"Well, first I was going to drink my coffee, but you-"
Hermione blushed. "I'm sorry."
Sirius pulled her into a hug. "I was only joking."
They stared into each other's eyes for a long time. Hermione watched her husband's face, watching him closely. Sirius kissed his wife's forehead.
"You know what, Sirius?"
"What?"
"I'm glad you're free."
Sirius smiled once more. "So'm I."
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sirius and Hermione found an apartment to rent in Hogsmeade - close to the school, and close to a town. It was a simple place - two bedrooms, a large bathroom, kitchen, and lounge. They made it into their own little place, filling it with pictures of family and friends.
A few months after Hermione, Harry, and Ron had graduated from Hogwarts, Sirius had given Hermione a ring to complete their engagement. She had been so excited and happy that she cried for two days. Straight. Sirius thought that he would never hear the end of it.
Ron was still living at the Burrow, waiting until he got a steady job and enough money to buy himself his own place. Harry had moved into Percy's old room and was staying there, too, until the he could get himself a good job. The two of them had decided that they would become Aurors, and training began in late September.
Hermione sat down on the couch that her parents had given her to decorate her new home, reading a book bought from Flourish and Blotts rather recently. She was already half-way through the book, and had just bought it the day before. Sirius watched her read.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" she asked, snapping the book shut.
He laughed and pulled her into his lap. "No reason. I just love watching you."
"How sweet."
Sirius' tongue snaked across her cheek. "You're sweet." He planted a soft kiss on her lips. Hermione smiled.
Arching herself against him, Hermione kissed her fiancé back, rubbing her hands along the sides of his neck and through his hair. Sirius gave a moan into her mouth, making her chuckle. He pulled away a bit.
"Laughing at me, are you?"
"Not at you," answered Hermione. "With you."
Feeling devious, Hermione swayed her hips against his. Sirius's eyes lit up. Hermione laughed and climbed off of him, walking into the bedroom that she shared with Sirius.
Although they had been living together and shared the same bed, they had never shared intimacy. Hermione had asked him to wait until the wedding, but found that she, herself, could not wait that long. Sirius jumped off of the couch and went into the room after her, shutting the door behind himself.
Laying on the bed was Hermione. She had an amused smile on her face, watching Sirius enter the bedroom. He climbed onto the bed, straddling her.
"I love you, you know that?" he told her. When she nodded, he bent down to give her another kiss - hot and passionate. Hermione lifted herself upward and pressed against him. Sirius grunted.
Hermione pulled Sirius' shirt off over his head and rubbed her hands along his chest. He had filled out since the beginning of her seventh year. She had personally seen to it that he had enough to eat, since before, he was simply skin and bones. He was now muscled up.
Her lover responded by taking off her shirt in turn and closely followed was each other's pants and soon after, undergarments.
In the heat of the night, two became one.
Sirius and Hermione were married almost 6 months from the end of Hogwarts. Invited to the wedding were only close family members, seeing as how Sirius had not yet been cleared by the Ministry to be considered a free man.
Sirius stood at the alter with Harry as his best man and Hermione walked down the long hall in white, with Ginny proceeding her.
The ceremony was small but sufficient. The honeymoon even better.
"Daddy! Mummy!"
Sirius rolled over in bed, only to meet the eyes of his three year old son. Next to him, Hermione groaned and slowly woke up.
"What is it, Remus?"
Remus James Black climbed into his parent's bed and snuggled up between them. Hermione looked at him and smiled, tickling his tiny belly.
Remus was the spitting image of his father. His hair was growing longer with age, dark black in color. His eyes were dark brown, alive with curiosity that comes with toddler years. Hermione felt herself smile widely and pull her son close to herself.
"What are you doing out of bed, young man?"
"I couldn't sleep," he answered. Remus was incredibly smart for his age.
Sirius sat up in the bed and turned on the lamp next to it. He looked at his wife and son. "Why couldn't you sleep?"
"I kep' thinkin'."
"Thinking about what?"
"Thinkin' that I wanna fly, Mum. Can we? Can we go fly?"
"Remus, do you know that it's 6 in the morning?"
Remus frowned. "I thawt it was breakfust time."
Hermione picked up her son and crawled out bed. She carried him into his bedroom and put him into his 'big boy bed,' bent down, and kissed him on the cheek with tender affection. "Go to sleep. Breakfast isn't until a few hours, yet."
The little boy obliged and eased himself to sleep.
Now that she was waken up, she knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep. It was only the weekend, so it didn't matter that much - otherwise, she would've had to go to work for the entire of the day, but she had the weekends off and spent that time with her family.
Hermione was now working at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had taken the position of Charms teacher after Professor Flitwick had retired - two years after she had graduated, 6 months until the birth of her child. She now lived in the Castle during the school year, and held a home with Sirius near the coast during the Summer.
Taking this position had been a dream of hers for a while. When Hermione had graduated, she hadn't known what she wanted to do with her life. After a while, though, she figured everything out. She wanted to be back at Hogwarts… It held so many memories for her.
In the time that she had taken up her position at Hogwarts, Harry and Ron had finished Auror training and were now living on their own, in flats next to each other near Diagon Alley. Harry had gone and married Ginny, and they were expecting their first child at the end of the school year.
Ron had still to get married.
Sirius walked up behind Hermione and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, holding a mug of coffee in one hand. "Can't get back to sleep?" he asked her.
"No. Not now."
He chuckled into her ear. "Remus has good timing, doesn't he?"
"Takes after his father."
"He does, doesn't he?" Sirius kissed the back of her neck. Hermione smiled and wiggled free of his grip.
"What're we going to do today?" she asked him. She grabbed the mug of coffee out of his hand and took a drink from it.
"Well, first I was going to drink my coffee, but you-"
Hermione blushed. "I'm sorry."
Sirius pulled her into a hug. "I was only joking."
They stared into each other's eyes for a long time. Hermione watched her husband's face, watching him closely. Sirius kissed his wife's forehead.
"You know what, Sirius?"
"What?"
"I'm glad you're free."
Sirius smiled once more. "So'm I."