The Blacks

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Hermione POV
She went out of the three broomsticks for some fresh air.
'Hey miss' said a voice behind her. 'You must be new here.'
He looked like Sirius though some features were different.
She put two with two and knew who he was...
'Hey'
'My name is Regulus Black.' He brought out a hand.
Hermione shaked it. 'Hermione Granger.'
'Granger?' He narrowed his eyes.
'Any relation with Harry Granger?'
'He's my brother' replied Hermione. 'I suppose you are brother of Sirius black.'
'I am. I suppose you are gryffindor?'
'I am.'
'And a muggle-born?'
'How does that matter?' She coldly said.
'For me it doesn't. I'm sorry if I hurt your sentiments.'Regulus hastily apologized.'I must now take leave. Nice meeting you Gra- Hermione' he corrected and flashed a smile at her and left her in a daze.

Hermione was stunned. Regulus was a would be deatheater. He would ofcourse hate muggleborns like her. Then why did he apologize. More often why did he call her by her first name.
She knew Regulus would later come in the good side and betray voldemort. But what if he was good from the starting. Forced to be a deatheater to uphold the family's reputation.

As she entered the party someone poured streamers on her. She looked up covered in streamers and found a guilty looking James Potter.
'Welcome Hermione.' He grinned.
'Take a Firewhiskey.' Said Sirius from ahead.
'No I would prefer some butterbeer now.' Sirius threw her a bottle.
There were all the gryffindors except Harry and Remus.
Lily,Alice and Marlene were talking in one corner drinking sips of Firewhiskeys.
James was pouring streamers on random people.
Frank and two other gryffindors were throwing pillows on a bunch of girls.
Hermione sat on a beanbag by the window. Sirius sat next to her.
'Beautiful isn't it?' He exclaimed.
'Hmm'
'Though not as beautiful as you, darling'
Hermione blushed and said 'Are you always this flirty?'
'Nah. You are the special one.' He joked.
'Can't you be serious once in a while?'
'I'm always Sirius my dear Hermione.'He grinned.
Hermione laughed along with him.
'Sirius I met your brother Regulus.'
'I hope he didn't bother you or call you any abusive words? I know he can be rude at times.'
'No. Instead he apologized.'
'What? You must be hallucinating. He never apologizes whatever happens.'
'He did.'
'Anyway' not clearly believing her.
'Want to dance with me, miss Hermione.'
'Sure thing, black.'
'PRONGS, On the MUSIC.'




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