the_debt_of_time

I just want him to know about his son, Mia thought to herself. Jamie deserves to know about
the man that Harry becomes.
"Think so?"
"I know so."
"I'd like that. A little me underfoot, but with Lily's hair," James said thoughtfully.
Mia laughed and shook her head. "He'll have your hair."
She recalled the first time she had ever set eyes on an eleven-year-old Harry Potter:
he had been sitting in a compartment at the back of the Hogwarts Express with Ron. Black,
messy hair stuck up in several directions, half of it covering his forehead, which she
assumed he had done on purpose. He wore clothes that were two sizes too big for him,
and his glasses had been broken as they shielded his bright green eyes.
"Lily's eyes," Mia whispered. "But he'll have your smile and your good heart. Lily's
fire and passion, and your sense of honour and courage." Tears began building in the corner
of her eyes, and she struggled to wipe them away before James could see them.
She turned her head away from her brother and spotted a flickering light across the
room where a pair of soft green eyes were staring at her. Mia frowned as she saw Remus
awake and obviously listening in on the conversation. He gave her a sympathetic smile as
she brushed fallen tears from her cheeks. She offered a sad smile in return, grateful that, at
least in part, someone understood why she was so upset about speaking of the future. Remus
knew that she missed Harry deeply.
"What about my sense of fun?" James asked, interrupting Mia's momentary grief.
"He'll have your arrogance," she declared with a laugh, recalling an older Sirius Black
storming through the Great Hall during the final battle, screaming about how Harry had
hexed him in order to slip out undetected to meet Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest.
"And he'll have Sirius's reckless nature. Remus's talent for Defence," she added, smiling at
her best friend, who cocked an eyebrow in reply.
James grinned. "My Quidditch skills? The youngest Chaser in history!"
"Seeker," Mia corrected.
"Spoilsport," James said, sticking out his lower lip. "Fine, since we're all raising my
kid apparently, what'll he get from you?"