the_debt_of_time

Remus cleared his throat. "Mia wants to work for the Department for the
Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."
"That would be perfect for you, sweetheart. I'm happy to hear that one of my
children is making plans for the future."
As far as anyone was concerned, aside from a general interest in becoming an Auror,
Sirius's plan was to drain the city dry of firewhisky. James's only ambition was to marry
Lily. From the looks of it, only one of the boys was anywhere close to their goal,
considering Charlus's personal stash of Ogden's Finest was missing.
"However, I would have thought that you'd jump at the chance to become a Healer.
Madam Pomfrey has mentioned more than once how she'd like to take you on as an
apprentice when you graduate."
"Really?" Mia's eyes widened at the thought. She remembered her first morning in
the hospital wing following Remus's transformation when they were only eleven. Madam
Pomfrey had asked if she had been a Healer in her previous time, suggesting that perhaps
a future career in the field would be recommended. "I'll have to think about it. Are you
going somewhere?" she asked, noticing the way he was fidgeting with the clasp on his
robes.
"Yes." Charlus sighed, and his cheerful demeanour faltered. "Your mother just fire-
called from St Mungo's."
Remus raised his brows. "Is everything all right?"
"Not sure yet. She's there organising a fundraiser with several other charity heads.
Apparently, there's been a bit of an outbreak in the Muggle world." Both teenagers stood
at the news of this, each having personal investments with Muggles and Muggle-borns.
"Some sort of flu that's come over from Russia; it's put quite a few Muggles and squibs in
the hospital. They've had to temporarily move the residents of the Janus Thickey Ward to
another facility just to make room for a number of new patients. Your mum's trying to get
some money brought in to permanently add an entire floor specific to Muggle maladies
and medicines."
"That would be wonderful!" Mia beamed at the thought, though she quickly felt the
hope drop out of the dream since she knew that St Mungo's had no such Muggle floor in
199 8. A part of her resolved to change that should she ever be given the chance to return
to her original time. "Imagine how many people could be helped."