the_debt_of_time

the caretaker, would like me to remind you all that magic should never be used in the
corridors between classes. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term.
Anyone interested in playing for their House teams should contact Madam Hooch."
"I'm trying out!" James insisted.
"You can't, you're a first year!" Mia said.
"We'd like to welcome a new addition to the staff," Dumbledore went on.
"Professor Fenwick, who will be teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts."
"Place your bets, everyone," a vaguely familiar voice called out, and Mia turned to
see the red hair and freckled faces of two older boys. One carried a parchment in his hands,
the other collected coins in his upturned hat.
"Bets?" Mia asked, regarding the twins who slightly resembled Fred and George.
"See how long this professor lasts. No Defence teacher ever makes it past a year,"
the twin collecting the coins said.
The twin with the parchment grinned. "They say the position is cursed."
"That sounds like rubbish," Peter spoke up, rolling his eyes.
The twin with the hat full of coins scrutinised Peter with a look. "Hear that, Gideon?
Ickle firsties know better than us."
"I heard that, Fabian," the twin with the parchment said. "Care to put your Galleons
where your mouth is?" He narrowed blue eyes at Peter, who instantly began to stutter.
Mia smiled at the sight. Gideon and Fabian Prewett: Molly Weasley's younger
brothers.
Dumbledore was still speaking, oblivious to the gambling happening at the
Gryffindor table. "Lastly, all students should be aware that Professor Sprout has
successfully transferred and planted a Whomping Willow on the grounds. All students
should avoid the tree at the cost of life and limb. Whomping Willows are sentient trees,
and prone to irritable bouts of violence."
At the announcement, Mia's gaze darted immediately to Remus, who sat staring at
his now empty plate with wide eyes, taking in slow deep breaths. She wanted to reach across
the table and take his hand in a comforting way, but she could not let him know yet that
she was aware of his secret and the real reason the Whomping Willow had been planted.
"A tree is violent?" Lily asked.
"Very. I've read about them," Mia said.