the_debt_of_time

a grand love affair with Draco Malfoy but, then again, there were plenty of idiots that
believed your lies about me and Harry."
"And Sirius Black?" Rita asked, pushing a copy of the Diagon Alley photograph to
the edge of her desk, looking like she was eagerly waiting for the usual reactions
accompanying the discovery of an affair to appear: the gasp, the flush, the shifting of eyes—
all descriptions to add to her first draft follow-up article about the pair of scandalous lovers
that was sitting in the drawer. "Am I lying about this?"
Mia smiled down at the photo, watching herself and Sirius embrace and kiss.
Thank Merlin for giving me this man. He is beautiful, she thought.
"A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. It's too bad that this picture came
with your words. And really, you do have a tendency to ramble." She looked up at Rita and
pursed her lips together, staring at the witch with something akin to pity. "Any good reporter
could have said the same thing you did in half as many words."
Rita briefly narrowed her eyes, but Mia's lack of denial over the photograph had
clearly sparked intrigue, and soon she was reaching for her Quick-Quotes Quill that began
fluttering immediately behind her in the air, scribbling quickly against a pad of parchment.
"So you're confirming, then? You and Sirius Black are lovers?"
Mia rolled her eyes dramatically, her thumb casually playing with the opal ring on
her left hand. She was sitting now, though, hands resting in her lap and out of view of
Rita's penetrating gaze.
"Sirius Black and I are so much more than anything your simple mind could
even begin to imagine. For instance, he loves me so much that, at my simple request, he
would very literally tear your throat out with his bare teeth. Teeth which I can attest are
quite sharp," she said, pleasantly remembering the way he bit and nibbled at her neck just
that morning. "I doubt his bite would be as delightful for you as it is for me."
Rita might as well have been drooling, she was so obviously thirsty for the gossip.
"As for how I feel about Sirius.. ." She took a deep breath and let it out with a
long sigh, watching as the Quick-Quotes Quill scratched constantly against the parchment
behind the salivating reporter. "I love Sirius Black so much that while I care very little for
being labelled a fame-seeking, gold-digging whore, I do take serious issue with you labelling
him a lascivious degenerate."