the_debt_of_time

"Yes, Laurel, so believe me when I tell you that you do not want Walburga Black as a mother-
in-law!"
Mia had encouraged Laurel to accept the offer from Hyperion Greengrass, already
knowing that she would. Though Laurel had been born into another family that Mia was
familiar with from her other timeline—the Parkinsons—she was, in fact, the spitting image
of her daughters Daphne and Astoria Greengrass, the elder of whom Hermione had known
in passing at Hogwarts.
The couple had married just before Christmas. Though Mia was invited by her
friend, she politely declined, knowing that the event would be attended by far too many
Death Eaters and blood supremacists for her liking.
A high-pitched, sugary voice interrupted Mia's thoughts and she felt a nauseating
chill come over her entire body. "Hem hem!"
The scowl Mia had been forcing herself to hide from Fudge came out with a
vengeance as her eyes were assaulted with a variety of pink shades in the form of a short,
toad-like witch, who stood assumingly in Mia's doorway with a stack of parchment in her
thick, stubby fingers. Mia gripped the quill in her hand like a dagger and clenched her fist
around it tightly.
"Ah, good morning Dolores," Fudge said, his voice covering the sound of Mia's
fingernails scraping viciously against the wood of her desk and the quill in her other hand
snapping in half.
Twenty years younger than Mia remembered her, Dolores Umbridge turned to
Fudge and beamed at him. "Junior Minister Fudge, congratulations on your promotion. Soon
you'll be the very top of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes; I'm
certain of it."
Her voice was like poisoned honey, and Mia was fighting back the strongest urge
to take the spare phoenix quill on her desk and stab the bitch in the hand repeatedly with
it. Luckily, Mia's position at the Ministry meant that she was beneath Dolores and,
therefore, barely worthy of a glance.
Fudge grinned, basking in Umbridge's praise. "Well, don't you go telling secrets, but
I'm hoping to skip up the ladder a few steps more than that."
Mia held back the breakfast that was threatening to make a reappearance. Why had
she let Sirius and Remus talk her into having a full English? She didn't even like black