A/N: Hi everyone!

First of all, HAPPY YULE, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Second of all, I am so so sorry that it has been months since I updated. I was drowning in work and just didn't have the time. But hey now you got something as a Christmas present from me to you :)

Third of all, remember that this is a fanfic, meaning that not everything will follow canon. Characters knowing each other in my fic doesn't mean they knew each other in canon. Travelling back in time by means of spells is a no go in canon but happened here. Even if I had used a time turner (which is impossible since they were all destroyed during the battle at the ministry), a time turner can only set you back several hours not decades (though J.K. Rowling changed this for Harry Potter and the Cursed Child).

So once again, this is a fanfic. If there are things not matching up with canon then good because this is my idea and the way I wanted it to go. If you don't like that then just don't read my story. I love and appreciate every single comment, like and favourite very much but I only want to receive constructive feedback. Thank you!

Now, again so it's been a while and thank you for being so patient and still keeping up with this fic after all these years! I appreciate it very much and am very grateful!

Enjoy ^^


Weeks turned into months and Voldemort's followers kept rising, attacks increasing. Luckily for James and Sirius they completed the necessary auror training, allowing them to now join the battles when need be.

Hermione spent more and more time at Sirius' place. It was difficult to meet up with everyone being so busy so more often than not she would spent the night. It also didn't hurt that she had Remus to talk to and that they kept each other company.

One night when Sirius was home later than expected Remus told her, "You know you'll have to tell him one day, right? Tell them all one day?"

Hermione sighed. "I know." She swept her hand through her hair. "We already have a lot on our minds and I don't want to add more to it."

Remus gave her a look. "And if it wasn't for Dumbledore, you wouldn't have known either, you know."

"I know. But then who would you've gone to to talk about everything."

"I wouldn't have gone to anyone." There was a small pause. "But I am glad I have someone to talk to, especially when it's you."

"Anytime," he told her as he gave her hand a squeeze.

Just at that moment Sirius walked through the door. He looked tired. "Rough day?" Hermione asked as he walked over to them, taking a seat next to her and pulling her into a hug.

"There was another attack. We weren't able to save them all."

"I'm sorry to hear that." She carded her fingers through his hair, trying to get him to relax a little. She also knew better than to say he'd tried his best, knowing he would just get angry. Because if she said he had tried his best and he wasn't able to save literally everyone then it would mean his best wasn't enough. And he never took that well. It was better to let him cool down on his own and just be there for him.

"Will you stay tonight?" he asked her, his head in the crook of her neck.

"Hmmm, I was planning to anyway."

"Then I'll leave you two," Remus said as he got up to go to his room. As he passed the couple he patted Sirius on his back in comfort and wished them goodnight.

When they were lying in bed, Sirius with his head on Hermione's chest and Hermione still stroking his hair, he asked her, "Will you move in with us? With me?" He looked up at her then.

To be honest, Hermione had been expecting this question sooner or later, especially with the way she was spending more and more time there than at the Burrow at this point. And to be fair, if Molly and Arthur needed her they just had to send a patronus. Plus, she could always visit.

"Okay, let's do it."

"You mean it?"

"I do. I can even start with moving my things here tomorrow if you want."

He kissed her then, strong and happy and relieved – because somewhere in the back of his mind Sirius thought she would say no again, just like she did after graduation. "Tomorrow sounds great."

"I'm curious how the Weasleys will take the news."

"I'm sure they'll be happy for us."

"I think so too." He held her closer, kissing her once more before they finally drifted off to sleep.

When the brunette went to the Burrow the following day and told them she was moving out she received some mixed reactions. Molly and Arthur were happy for her though they were worried, telling her to be careful and that she was welcome there whenever she needed. Hermione appreciated the thought so much and hugged them in thanks. Official or not, they had become the closest thing to parents she could get in this timeline.

Most of the Weasley children didn't really bat an eyelash at the news, most of them too young to realize what it meant, especially with the fact that she was away from home a lot of the time already. Bill, however, did know what it meant and he wasn't exactly happy about it.

He tried to keep her there, saying he would miss her, that she would forget about him if she stayed away too long, that they wouldn't be able to play as much as before. The brunette just hugged him close, trying to comfort him while she explained why none of those things would happen.

"I'm going to miss you too but I will visit as much as I can, okay? Plus, how could I forget about you? You are my favourite person ever."

"I am?"

"You are."

It took a while but eventually he relented and she was able to pack her stuff. She was ready to leave the Burrow and move in with Sirius and Remus.

Hermione was hardly ready with putting everything away in her new home when she got a letter from Lily, asking her to meet up at the Leaky Cauldron so they could talk.

"So you're living with Sirius now?"

"So that's what you wanted to talk about. I should've known."

"You really should have. I mean Sirius and James have no secrets between them, the moment you said yes to moving in was the moment James got wind of it and told me."

Hermione had to laugh. It was true, she couldn't deny that. Sometimes it felt like she wasn't in a relationship with just Sirius but also with James and Lily as a default.

"So have you moved everything yet? Need any help?"

"Thanks but I got it. I don't have much stuff." That wasn't really a surprise seeing as she got here little over two years ago and the Weasleys weren't that wealthy. Until she got her job after graduation, she wasn't able to afford much.

"Looking forward to it? living together with him?"

"I mean it can't be too different from when we lived at Hogwarts, right? Plus, I've been practically living there for the past few weeks."

"True."

"How are you and James holding up? It's been a while since I saw you guys."

"We're good. We've been busy but we're good." There was a slight pause and Hermione noticed Lily's face change ever so minutely.

"Lily, did something happen?"

"Well, James' parents haven't been feeling well lately and he's starting to get worried."

"The Potters aren't feeling well? Does Sirius know?"

"I think so, James and Sirius tell each other everything."

Then why hadn't he told her anything? How did she not know about this? Hermione knew the Potters had died back in her timeline or else Harry would've gone to them and not his awful aunt but she didn't know how they had died. She only hoped it was nothing too bad.

"Maybe we can visit them soon, lift their spirits a bit."

"I think they'd like that."

When Hermione came home Sirius was already there, which was a rare occurrence nowadays. "No bags?" he asked her. This meant he just got home or else he would've noticed her stuff in the bedroom.

"I already put everything away earlier." Looking at him she asked, "Sirius, did you know that the Potters aren't feeling well?" He looked away. So he did. "Why didn't you tell me? You know you can tell me everything, right?"

"I know, I just didn't want to worry you."

She hummed in reply. "Next time, tell me okay? I want to be there for you and for them as well."

"I will." He took her in his arms. "What if it's something bad?"

"Shhh, I'm sure everything will be alright."

"But what if it won't be?"

"Then we go from there."