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slightly deviant and shameless. It had to be a redhead thing considering Lily and Ginny
were varying levels of the same.
"You're not old, Mum."
"That's not an answer."
"Well, I suppose it all depends on whether or not you consider Remus to be like
one of your own children yet?" Mia asked with a knowing smirk.
Dorea nodded and chuckled, waving at Mia dismissively. "I suppose you'll just have
to rely on Miss Evans and the other little Gryffindor girls when it comes to sharing details
of your romantic life."
"A burden they all too eagerly bear."
"Good morning, Remus, dear," Dorea greeted.
Remus slowly made his way into the room, still wearing the pair of Snitch-covered
flannel pyjama bottoms she had bought him last Christmas. James and Sirius had matching
ones, with Quaffles on James's and Bludgers on Sirius's. Mia had once wondered aloud
why Remus was given Snitches, considering he did not even play Quidditch outside of the
few matches the boys had in the back orchards. Dorea had insisted it was too difficult a
thing to find pyjamas with chocolate and books printed on them, so Remus would have to
deal with Quidditch-themed sleepwear.
"How did you sleep?" Dorea asked with a flickered glance toward Mia.
"Well. Thank you, Mrs Potter," Remus answered politely, reaching for the teapot in
the centre of the table and fixing a small cup before taking his seat beside Mia, placing the
cup in front of her.
When Remus had originally come to stay with the Potters, it had been a bit of a
struggle between him and the house-elf, as Tilly had watched with annoyed interest when
Remus and Mia fixed breakfast for one another. It was one thing for a witch or a wizard
to serve up their own plates, but Tilly could not fathom why her Young Miss would let the
new Young Master serve her so willingly when she fought tooth and nail to do the same.
Eventually, Tilly conceded to the young couple, but only after Mia promised never
to bring up the idea of paying her wages ever again.
"James is on his way down," Remus informed them. "I don't think Sirius made it
home last night. I went to wake him up, but he wasn't in his room."
"He's in mine."