Bond, and did not want to associate that memory with the underage witch. "I just smacked
my hand against something... unpleasant."
February 14th, 1996After the students returned to Hogwarts and the Weasleys returned to the Burrow,
Sirius was alone in Grimmauld Place once again. Remus—thanks to Order missions—
rarely returned unless it was the week of the full moon. Thankfully, he knew that Sirius had
Dora to keep him company more often than not.
Remus felt terrible about not having enough money to properly celebrate
Valentine's Day with his girlfriend, and spending the night at number twelve was hardly
the most romantic idea. He hoped that Dora would understand.
When he returned to headquarters that night, he was shocked to see the candlelit
dining room and setting for two.
"What—?" he began to ask in shock.
"Sirius did it." Dora smiled brightly as she greeted him with a kiss.
"In exchange for what?" Remus asked suspiciously.
"Don't trust me after all of these years, Moony?" Sirius asked as he appeared from
around the corner, a large box in his hands.
"Not in the slightest, Pads," Remus said with a small smile nudging at the corner of
his mouth.
"He said all I had to do was pick up a few things for him from Diagon Alley," Dora
insisted.
Sirius smiled down at the long box in his hands. "Valentine's Day gift for
Hermione."
Both Remus and Dora widened their eyes in shock at the revelation, but it was
Remus who spoke first. "Sirius, I know you've been getting closer, but she's still only
sixteen and―"
Sirius nodded thoughtfully and held the box out to Remus with a sad sigh. "I know,
but it's still tradition. She was always a pain in the arse to shop for, but there was one