As you can see I am terrible at naming my stories.

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This is for a variety of challenges:

Story Beginnings Challenge - To start the story with the following: She should have known it was too good to be true.

The Sherlock Competition - Write about somebody who's moving in or finding a new place to live.

The Disney Movie Plotline Competition - Old Yeller. Write about someone doing something difficult or about someone doing something they don't want to do.

The Betrayal Competition - Type of Betrayal - Affair/Cheating.

Wow that's a lot of challenges/Competitions. Now on with the story...

She should have known it was too good to be true. She loved him more than anything and all he done was betray her. She watched as though it was slow motion as he jumped from the bed, shouting her name. Her wand in her hand, she should have hexed him yet the only thing working was her feet. She ran from the room and to the fireplace, calling out Harry Potter's address and the last thing she saw was his face running towards the fireplace after her.

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"Please Sirius, she has nowhere else to go!"

Sirius Black glared at his godson. "That's hardly my problem now is it?"

Harry glared back.

Sirius continued, "I mean, if she couldn't keep Ron happy and he broke up with her then why should I be made to suffer having her live here with me? Obviously Ron couldn't put up with her for long."

"They were together for 3 years. She caught him shagging someone else," Harry yelled.

"Not my problem," Sirius repeated slowly as though he was talking to someone stupid.

Harry hit the table hard. "She's my best friend."

"She's not mine."

"What if it were Remus or my father? Would you do everything you could to help them? Why would I be any different for my friends?"

Harry saw Sirius waver slightly at the mention of his friends. Sirius was the most loyal person, yet his mind was clouded by his need to be alone, by what Azkaban had done to him.

"She saved your life. Hermione owned that time turner. Hermione was the one that worked out to get Buckbeak, Hermione was the one who howled at Remus to get him to run towards us to save you and Hermione was the one who found the window."

Sirius was silent, glaring at Harry. Finally he sighed.

"You're right, you're the bloody chosen one after all. She can come here, she can stay but I want her out of my way, I don't want nor need company. She keeps herself to herself. I don't need rent money so her saving that should allow her to save enough in a few months to be out of my hair."

Harry let out a breath. "Thank you Sirius, you don't know what this means..."

"What it means is me and her are even. It means that this is the one and only time you can use her saving my life as a reason to ask for anything. If its a life and death situation that's another story, but we're even."

Harry nodded, relieved. "When can she come?"

"Tomorrow. She can have her and Ginny's old room."

Harry nodded and thanked him before leaving.

Sirius watched him disappear into the fire, and wondered what he got himself into. He took a large mouthful of Firewhisky as he contemplated how difficult his life was going to be with Hermione Granger living in his house and interrupting his solitude.

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Hermione landed on the Potters floor and coughed. It wasn't the most elegant landing and within seconds she felt a child land on top of her.

"Aunty!"

She grabbed the bundle that had dived on her and pulled the little boy into a hug. "James, where's mummy and daddy?"

James ran out of the room calling for "mum, mum, mum, mum, mum."

Within a minute, Ginny had come running into the room and the moment Hermione met her eyes, she burst into tears on the floor.

It took Ginny an hour to calm Hermione down enough to tell her what had happened, and when Harry came in the room he found Hermione crying in a pregnant crying emotional Ginny's arms and when he finally got the story from them he turned up at Ron and Hermione's flat and broke Ron's nose.

His next order of business was to get Hermione to stay with him and he wasted a lot of time trying to talk her around she was adamant that she couldn't stay at theirs, what with James and the new baby on the way.

6 hours after Hermione had turned up, Harry had made his way to Grimmauld Place to speak to his recluse of a Godfather.

After that talk, the next point of order was to collect Hermione's stuff. Hermione was never one to sit around and wait, she wanted to collect her stuff straight away and Harry couldn't blame her.

When Harry and Hermione turned up at the flat to collect Hermione's stuff, Ron had got the message and disappeared. Hermione quickly shrunk her entire wardrobe, saving emptying it. She done the same with all her belongings - shoes, jewellery, makeup, toiletries, and anything that held value to her. She shrunk a small armchair that she had bought for the study/library that her and Ron shared and finally all the books she could. Everything went into her one suitcase and she looked around, holding back the tears in her eyes as she walked back to the fireplace with her case.

They went straight to Grimmauld Place to find a drunk Sirius being shouted at by a very hormonal Ginny Weasley, with Remus Lupin trying to act as a peacemaker.

Harry took one look at the group of them, Remus looking like he was going to either laugh or cry, Sirius half passed out on the table and Ginny giving them hell, and led Hermione straight to the stairs.

"Go put your stuff away," he ordered and Hermione brought her trunk up the stairs to her old room. As she arrived downstairs she caught Harry force a sobering potion down Sirius' throat and Ginny ranting at a bewildered Remus.

She let out a sigh, this was her new life.

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It took a week for Sirius to actually realise she was there. Correction, it took a week for Sirius to be sober enough to remember she was there. It came as a shock to him, he hadn't seen Hermione in about four years and then suddenly there was a strange witch in his kitchen.

Once he realised the sexy witch cooking dinner wasn't a threat, somewhere behind his hang-over he thought it would be a good idea to make his move. It had been a long time since he had been with a women, in fact he couldn't remember the last time. Some time before Azkaban.

After a few seductive words on his part, a slap and a bat-bogey hex on hers and some choice words of her own he finally realised something. This witch wasn't impressed by words, he had lost his skills. He tried another line and was rewarded with a silencing hex.

He felt her press a hang-over potion into his hand, and he drunk it. Finally he looked up and realised his mistake.

This wasn't a strange witch in his kitchen, the hair gave it away.

This was Hermione Granger.

He suddenly remembered his conversation with Harry and cursed under his breath.

"Sorry Hermione I forgot you were staying here. Fuck me you've grown up."

She glared at him and turned back to her cooking.

"Right... well I'm going to finish cooking dinner, it's Spaghetti Bolognese. Do you want me to leave you some wrapped up or..."

"I'll eat at the table."

Hermione nodded and served the food up for them. Neither of them spoke as they ate and Sirius quickly used magic to get the plates washed as Hermione left the room.

As he poured himself a drink, he wondered what Hermione's problem was, all he did was make a few comments about what he wanted to do to her.

He listened to a door slam and groaned. This was going to be a really situation to deal with.

This silent treatment continued for another week. Hermione cooked every evening after returning from work, Sirius ate with her and thanked her and washed up. No other words were uttered.

Then a few days later Ron Weasley fell through the floo network.

Sirius Black just stared at him as he stood up and dusted himself off. He went to the cupboard and took out a sober-up potion and sat in his armchair.

Ron watched him and asked for Hermione.

Sirius narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

"So I can apologise."

"What did you do?"

Hermione heard a shout from downstairs, she rushed down to find an unconscious Ron on the floor. She looked at Ron, suffering from a broken nose and propped against the wall and back at Sirius who was sitting calmly with a slight grin on his face.

"I don't like uninvited guests."

"I can... see that."

"Aren't you going to scold me Miss Granger?"

Hermione looked at the smug expression on his face, and into his eyes. She could see clearly that him hurting Ron was for how he treated her and not for the fact that Ron turned up unannounced.

"No Sirius, you don't like uninvited guests and that's what he is."

She lifted her wand and levitated him into the fireplace. She grabbed some powder and threw it in and shouted "The Burrow."

With a green flash he was gone.

Sirius raised his eyebrows, he had expected Hermione to be upset that he beat up the love of her life, or concerned about his health, when he met her gaze, he saw a bottle of firewhisky in her hand.

"Drink?" She asked and he grinned. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship Kitten."

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