the_debt_of_time

Tilly beamed up at him and then vanished to set the table.
James turned and sighed. "You know she'll snap if you try to keep her from
working."
"I know. I don't want to keep her from working. Believe me, I got over that issue
years ago. But I don't want her to hurt herself by overdoing it." Mia dropped her gaze.
They already had lost so much, and the idea of losing Tilly—who had also raised them to
a certain extent—was horrifying to think about.
"I promise you, I will take care of her." James stretched his arm and took Mia's hand
within his own. "You could see for yourself if you want. It's technically your house too, you
know."
Mia smiled at her brother, kicking her feet up onto Sirius's lap. "You and Lily can
start your lives together in Godric's Hollow. Potter Cottage is your home. I'll make do
living with these mongrels."
One day after the funeral, they had all sat down together to discuss plans for the
future. Each and every one of them agreed that living in the manor felt wrong without
Charlus or Dorea there with them. Sirius and Remus were already planning on moving out,
and Sirius had put money down on a flat somewhere in Diagon Alley, though he and Remus
had yet to let anyone over to see it. Sirius asked Mia to move in with them, stating that he
worried he and Remus would perish without her there to boss them around.
Mia accepted the offer immediately, then smiled when James asked Lily to move
with him into Potter Cottage, a lovely home in the centre of a village called Godric's
Hollow. Tilly had already been to the old Potter residence to clean up the place and make
it habitable for the new occupants and herself; James requested that she move with them,
leaving Mia guilt-free over owning a house-elf. It also helped to know that Sirius would be
forced to clean up after himself from now on.
"'Mongrels,' she says," Sirius scoffed as he rubbed Mia's feet, smiling when she
brushed her hand against his cheek. "You'd think she didn't like us much, Moony."
"You're both rotten." She tilted her head back to look at Lily, who sat perched on
James's lap as though it were a throne fit for a queen. "Do you know I still don't know
where I'm moving?"