Hermione wasn't supposed to fall in love again, not after Ron gave his life to save hers. She hasn't been able to fly since that horrible night, either. Now she doesn't have a choice. Fly and re-enter the magical world again, or give it all up. Good thing her best friend happens to know a brilliant flight instructor. Now if only she could stop staring at his arse.

She wondered how she knew in her heart of hearts that this was wrong, that somehow this wasn't the way things were supposed to be. That something had changed, and that somehow, it all had to do with her…

"Trust me," he said and I shivered, eagerly wrapped my arms around his waist as he sat in front of me and revved the engine to life. A part of me crave this, craved the intimacy from this lovely stranger, this familiar, beautiful smile...

It was all about Hermione. Hermione was the one he needed to get through to. In an ironic twist of fate, Sirius realized that she was going to become his salvation once again. Only this time, he was determined to unveil all the secrets he had been hiding behind.