the_debt_of_time

"I'm glad you didn't. You're happy, he's happy. How can I be pissed about any of
that? Jealous, sure," he confessed with a smile. "Which is why I took this little moment of
your time. I'm nothing if not a little selfish. Needed one quick dance to keep me going."
"What happens when you need another fix?" she asked him, frowning.
"Ah, kitten, I didn't take Divination. At your recommendation, I skipped the very
class that could have foretold the future and let me know how this whole story ends."
Mia rolled her eyes. "Divination is rubbish."
"There're those claws we're all so fond of."
"Am I interrupting?" Remus spoke from behind Mia, and she went to separate
herself from Sirius. Instead, he dipped her again.
"Moony, you're looking suave and sophisticated. Care to cut in?" Sirius asked,
pulling Mia back up to a standing position. "Little witch can't keep up with me."
"I'll do my best, Pads," Remus said, smiling.
Sirius reached for one of the cups in Remus's hands, downing the contents quickly
and then laughing a little. "Oh, Prongsie. Poor boy dumped the whole bottle in. Better get
your fill now before McGonagall has a taste. Now, if you two are done occupying my very
limited amount of time, I have a Defence professor to pester."
While Sirius slipped out of the Great Hall with great haste, Mia turned back to look
at Remus, who was coughing a little after sipping the punch.
"He's right, this is awful." He winced and handed her the cup to let her have a taste,
smiling when she mimicked his expression.
She laughed and dragged him back over to the punch bowl where several others
had quickly gravitated, filling and refilling their cups. "We better follow his advice and drink
up before it's too late."
Two songs later, James was in the corner of the room being yelled at by an irate
Lily, who was pointing at the punch bowl. James held his hands up innocently, but Lily
grabbed him firmly by the collar of his dress robes, dragging him through the centre of the
dance floor, and over to where Professor McGonagall was sitting.
"That's our cue to leave," Mia said, swiftly taking Remus's hand and rushing toward
the exit before an intoxicated James could accidentally admit that they had known his plan
all along.