the_debt_of_time

"I can hear your brain working itself into a frenzy. Sounds like the lifts in the
Ministry."
She wanted to pinch him for his comment, but worry was sinking into the pit of
her stomach like a rock. She brought her hand up to gently touch his cheek, smiling softly
as she rubbed her thumb across the bit of early morning stubble there.
"Are we all right?"
Sirius leant down and kissed her warmly. "We're perfect, kitten."
"Are you sure?" Mia asked nervously. "I don't want you to think that last night was
anything but―"
"It was magic."
Mia could not help but agree.
Having slept with both wizards in the past, she thought she had known what she
was getting into when she suggested sealing the Pack Bond. As much as her body was now
reminding her of their activities, she remained focused on the magic of it all—the feel of
the Pack Bond solidifying around them. The way the wound in her shoulder did not hurt
but tingled and made her feel connected. The silver string she had seen so often during
meditative states was now palpable inside her consciousness, and she could follow it easily.
"But it was also more than just a ritual to save Remus," Sirius continued.
"I know that."
"No, it was.. ." Mia tried to argue, not wanting Sirius to think that she had
lingering amorous feelings for her best friend.
"It was goodbye."
Mia's eyes widened. "What?"
"The two of you needed closure, one final moment, and I think I needed to see it,"
Sirius admitted with a slight frown, as though he were embarrassed. "See for myself the
connection between the two of you, and... and understand that what you and I have is
stronger. I know I'm not good with words unless I'm using them to make people angry or,
frankly, to get you off." He chuckled as she flushed pink. "Which, for the record, is
incredibly easy."
She narrowed her eyes. "Sirius―"
"I know I've only said it casually, and never with the intention you deserve." He
took in a slow and deep breath and then stared into her eyes. "But... I love you."