"I'm so happy for me, too. How much has he had to drink, by the way?" He gestured
to Sirius. "I'm shocked he can keep to the rhythm of the music."
"You'd be surprised the amount of things that man can do while properly
intoxicated." After a solid minute of silence taken up by dancing—Mia was certain that
James was counting steps to avoid stomping on her feet—she looked up at her brother
and smiled sadly. "Mum and Dad would have been so proud of you, Jamie."
"You too, Mia."
"I love you, big brother."
"I love you, little sister."
"Hello Petunia, Vernon," Mia politely greeted as she approached the table where
the couple were sitting. She took a seat beside Petunia, knowing that she could scarcely
stand the look of Vernon, let alone the stench of the man.
"I don't believe we've officially met. I'm Mia Potter, James's sister. Well, Lily's sister
now, I suppose," she said, eyeing Petunia, who looked like she was being challenged. "I
wanted to thank you both for coming. I know it means a lot to Lily to have her family
here."
"Quite the celebration," Vernon responded with an irritated tone.
"An outdoor wedding. Couldn't your family afford to rent out that mansion there for these
festivities?" he questioned with a smirk on his face, clearly pleased with his insult.
"Oh, Lily and James wanted an outdoor wedding," Mia explained. "And that
mansion there doesn't rent out, actually. Although, I wonder how much money we could
make. I should talk to Jamie about it."
"What do you mean?" Petunia asked.
"The house belongs to us. James and I grew up here. That mansion is our home,"
Mia replied with a sweet smile. "Or, well, it was. James and Lily have their own little cottage
now."
The Dursleys looked dumbfounded, which Mia discovered was not very difficult
for them.