the_debt_of_time

Mia could feel Sirius quivering with excitement as they Apparated outside of a small,
quiet park in Little Whinging. They paused before continuing on in order to transfigure
her features to age her twenty years so that she no longer resembled Harry's friend from
school.
Sirius waved his wand, shortening her hair a touch and adding a few laugh lines
around her eyes and mouth. He had suggested some grey streaks in her locks, to which she
asked if he was going to do the same to himself, and he surrendered immediately.
"You look sexy old."
"So do you," she said and winked at him. He scowled at her in reply, and she
laughed.
They knocked softly on the door, and when it opened to reveal a tall, broad-
shouldered young Muggle, Mia and Sirius both relaxed somewhat at the sight of Dudley
Dursley.
The boy must have recognised their robes because his eyes widened in fear and
concern. "Y-You... Is.... Is Harry okay?"
The words and expression caught them both entirely off guard, and Mia smiled.
"You must be Dudley," she said sweetly, trying to remember that she currently looked to
be in her late thirties, and he would see her as an authority figure rather than a peer. "Harry
is quite safe."
"Surprised that you'd care," Sirius said questioningly, eyeing the boy.
Dudley looked down nervously. "I just... We didn't get to see him when we moved
back, is all. No one would really tell us much about what happened."
"May we come in?" Mia asked politely.
Dudley looked around nervously, eyeing the driveway and the lack of cars on the
street before slowly nodding. "My parents are due back soon. Went to lunch with some
friends," he informed them as he opened the door, gesturing to the sitting room. "Umm...
tea?"
"No, thank you," Mia said as she took a seat on the sofa, motioning for Sirius to sit
beside her. "We'll try to be quick. I imagine your parents wouldn't be too happy to find us
here when they return."
Dudley laughed nervously. "You could say that."
"You don't seem to mind us," Sirius observed, curious.