the_debt_of_time

"Shh." He leant his ear closer to the door.
"What's going on?"
"Well, so far I've learnt that Harry's obtained a bottle of Felix Felicis, Draco Malfoy
keeps disappearing from the Marauder's Map, Ron has a new girlfriend... And I'm not
entirely sure what a McLaggen is," Remus said with a low growl, "but I think I need to kill
it."
"The boy 'Mione took to the Christmas party?" Dora asked with a smirk.
His eyebrows shot up to his hairline in surprise. "How do you know that?"
She shrugged. "Girls talk."
"You talk to Hermione?"
"I'm stationed in Hogsmeade. I like the little witch. I have since before I met her.
We happen to have a lot in common," she said clearly, the look on her face saying more
than her words ever could. "Or we will."
"Don't," he pleaded quietly. It was hard enough to stay away from Dora, but to be
reminded that Mia might never return to him because of something that had gone wrong
in the timeline... it hurt too much.
"Are you even still planning on it?" she asked, ignoring the way he stepped back
from her. "Sending her back?"
"I don't know," he answered truthfully and then a sharp burn stung his wrist. "Ow!"
He snarled, rubbing at the raw skin with a defeated sigh.
Dora chuckled, a slightly sadistic look in her eyes. He supposed that, after
everything, he deserved that. "That's a yes. You apparently made a promise."
"Fucking Vow," he grumbled bitterly. "Sorry. I'm glad you and Hermione are
friends. I worry about... about the both of you."
"You know I'm safe."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do. I'm an Auror. Plus, I know you've been coming to Hogsmeade the
past few weeks." Dora grinned smugly when he looked down, guilty. "You know, the whole
stalking thing was a lot more adorable when I got to snog you at the end of the day."
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
"How'd your mission go?"