the_debt_of_time

Remus nodded immediately. "It was very good. Of course, we had our issues, but
it wasn't anything like what you had to go through," he told the boy as he put the stewed
aconite sprigs in the potions cupboard, locking it with a personal spell just in case. After
not having Wolfsbane for over a year now, he was not going to risk the chance of not
having it again during the next full moon because someone in the house mistook it for
something else. "Things weren't that bad until the war really began, but even then we had
each other, and we were never really at the heart of it like you were forced to be, not until
we joined the Order. I'm sorry you had to go through that, Harry."
Harry shook off the sympathy. "It's okay, Remus. I'm okay. I'm actually... actually
really glad that she got a second chance. I always felt like being my friend had taken away
so much of her life. But look at her now. She's beautiful. She always was before, but
now... I'm kind of happy she's with Sirius or else I might feel the need to lock her up
somewhere."
Remus laughed along with Harry. "She'd hex you for thinking it."
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"You did this. You sent her back." Harry smiled and turned to look as Sirius and
Mia came walking toward the kitchen. "Look at them, Remus. They really are happy. Or...
they were happy a few minutes ago?" he said uncertainly as Mia stormed past them all with
a deep scowl on her face, amber eyes flashing dangerously in the light.
"Hey, what's going on?" Remus asked, stepping in front of Sirius.
"Nothing, Moony," Sirius growled.
"It is not nothing!" Mia snapped from over Remus's shoulder.
"It was nineteen years ago, witch!"
"It was last night to me, you arse!"
"You seriously want to finish an argument we started almost two decades ago?"
Sirius waved his hands dramatically. "You're that controlling and obsessive?"
Mia growled viciously and pointed to the door that led out into the back garden.
"Get outside!"
Realising his position, Remus ducked out from between them before he became
collateral damage. He and Harry watched the couple as they stormed out the door, pausing
only to decide who got to go through the door first, which appeared to be a battle in itself