"What?" Mia turned to him and raised a brow. "No! But, well, your mate is
a bit younger than you as well."
"She is?" A part of him wondered how young. Initially, the thought of his older self
being with a younger Hermione had horrified him, but after seeing the memory of
Hermione and Sirius, he wondered if Mia was right and age really did not matter. "Who is
she? Can you show her to me?"
"You know I can't. Just... When the time comes, don't be afraid of her. Don't be
afraid to fall in love," she pleaded with him.
Remus nodded with a smile on his face. "So, if you're not Mia in the future, what
happened between now and then? Where's the older version of Mia Potter?"
"I don't know. That's something we'll both have to play by ear."
"This is unbelievable."
He ran a hand through his hair, a part of him wondering how he was supposed to
go on with life knowing all of this. How he was supposed to look at Sirius after seeing the
man he would turn into? He was thankful she had not shown him memories of anyone
else. He could not imagine what James and Lily would look like in twenty years. Remus
wanted to see more, wanted to see his mate and James's son and Frank and Alice's boy,
but he noted that Mia had been quite specific when choosing memories; besides Sirius, the
memories had only included private moments between his older self and Hermione.
"So you've just been following my instructions this whole time?" he asked, glancing
down as Mia clutched the letter tightly in her hand. "Living your life and.. ." He stopped
and then grinned brightly up at her. "Your tattoo! You tattooed my words on your
shoulder!"
Mia smiled. "I did."
"Wow." Remus laughed thoughtfully. Soon his chuckles turned into outright
guffaws and he bent over, holding onto his stomach as he continued to laugh.
"What's so funny?" she asked suspiciously
"Sirius... Sirius was so smug when he told us all you got a tattoo of his name, and
you've technically had me tattooed on you for the past year!"
Mia flushed, her face red even in the shadows. She clearly was unaware that Sirius
had told the rest of them. "That bloody gossip. That's not a conversation I'm looking
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