Harry x Hermione: It started early

Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Bonds Strengthened

The first light of dawn cast a warm, golden glow over Hogwarts as Harry, Hermione, and Sirius landed with Buckbeak in the castle grounds. The trio dismounted, their faces still flushed with the adrenaline of their daring rescue.

Sirius looked at Harry and Hermione, a mixture of gratitude and something deeper in his eyes. "I owe you both my life. Thank you."

Hermione smiled warmly, her hand brushing against Harry's as they stood side by side. "We couldn't let them take you, Sirius. You're family to us."

Sirius nodded, his eyes lingering on Harry. "You've grown into an impressive young wizard, Harry. Your parents would be so proud of you."

Harry's gaze dropped to the ground, a mix of emotions churning within him. "I wish they were here to see it."

As the trio made their way into the castle, they couldn't help but notice the curious and concerned looks from their friends. The events of the night had not gone unnoticed, and whispers and rumors swirled through the Hogwarts halls.

Once safely inside the Gryffindor common room, Hermione turned to Harry, her expression a mix of relief and worry. "Are you alright, Harry? That was incredibly dangerous."

Harry's eyes met Hermione's, his voice sincere. "I couldn't let them take Sirius. I had to do something."

Hermione's hand found Harry's, their fingers entwining as a silent understanding passed between them. They had faced danger together countless times, and each trial had only strengthened their bond.

Sirius, watching the two young couple, couldn't help but smile. He had witnessed the unwavering loyalty and love they had for each other, a testament to the power of their love for one another.

As days turned into weeks, the trio's connection deepened. Sirius became a frequent visitor to the Gryffindor common room, sharing stories of his youth with James and reminiscing about the Marauders' adventures. Harry and Hermione soaked in every word, cherishing the chance to learn more about Harry's parents and the world they had inhabited.

One evening, as the fire crackled in the common room and the whispers of the castle faded into the background, Sirius turned to Harry with a somber expression. "There's something I need to tell you, Harry. Something I should have told you a long time ago."

Harry's curiosity was piqued, and he nodded for Sirius to continue.

"You see, Harry, I made a mistake in my youth—a terrible one. I let my hatred for Severus Snape cloud my judgment, and it led to a chain of events that changed the course of your life."

Hermione, who had been listening intently, exchanged a concerned glance with Harry. "What are you talking about, Sirius?"

Sirius took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Harry. "I'm talking about the night I revealed the secret of the Shrieking Shack to Snape. It was a moment of anger and recklessness, and it set in motion the events that led to your parents' deaths."

Harry's eyes widened, and a heavy silence settled over the room. The weight of Sirius's confession hung in the air, a truth long buried in the past now brought to light.

Hermione placed a reassuring hand on Harry's shoulder, her voice gentle. "Harry, it wasn't your fault. You can't blame yourself for what happened."

But Harry's gaze remained fixed on Sirius, a storm of emotions raging within him. "I need to know more, Sirius. I need to understand everything."

Sirius nodded solemnly, knowing that there were painful truths that needed to be unearthed, secrets of the past that held the key to Harry's journey. As they delved into the past, their bond grew stronger, and the echoes of their shared history paved the way for a future

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