the_debt_of_time

Mia wondered if Future Remus and Sirius had known, but considering during that
period of the war Remus had been undercover with werewolves, and Sirius had been either
stuck inside the veil or hunting Horcruxes, she assumed neither pair knew about the
serendipitous connection.
The inside of the flat looked practically Muggle in decor save for the few
photographs that Remus and Sirius had already hung on the walls, all moving within their
frames. She slowly approached a large picture on the mantle of the fireplace next to the
container of Floo powder. The photo had been taken just before graduation—after they
had all completed their N.E.W.T.s. She picked it up and grinned.
Far to the left, Mary and Alice stood with their arms linked together. Frank was
behind Alice with his hands on her shoulders, her ruby engagement ring glittering in the
light. Peter stood in front of the laughing girls, his head turned to the side as James lifted
Lily into his arms, bridal style, and she laughed, smacking his chest. To James's right was
Sirius, Mia, and Remus. In the photograph, Mia began in Remus's arms, swaying back and
forth as though there was music. Sirius reached out and took her hand, spinning her away
from Remus and into his arms where he then dipped her low, Remus laughing behind
them.
This is my family, Mia thought happily to herself, and then replaced the photograph
on the mantle before turning her eyes to the rest of the flat. This is my home.
They quickly gave her a tour of the dwelling, which included a small kitchen, though
Mia knew Remus could not cook to save his life and Sirius had grown up dependent on
house-elves. Refusing to dote on the boys the way Tilly did, Mia realised that they were
going to be surviving on the Leaky Cauldron's offerings for the foreseeable future. Instead
of a refrigerator in the kitchen, there stood a large cabinet, spelled with a Cooling Charm
to keep food fresh. She did take note that the boys had properly filled it with pumpkin
juice, butterbeer, and milk.
Mia noted that Sirius had already stashed several bottles of firewhisky in a nearby
cabinet. Then, with a smirk on her face, she quickly looked underneath the kitchen sink
where there sat a large, black cauldron. Grinning, she reached inside and pulled out a
handful of hidden Chocolate Frogs. Predictable Remus, she thought with a laugh.
Remus's room was the first down the hall; she smiled at the sight of what she
considered a library with a bed in the centre. It was simple, quaint, and very Remus. The