the_debt_of_time

"No," Mia replied, her tone carefully polite. "Werewolf Magic is misunderstood.
Remus has proven himself time and time again, and he should not have to continually
answer questions of his own honour merely because of prejudice and rumours surrounding
his condition. Molly―" Mia sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "—speaking ill of Sirius
is one thing I will not tolerate, but I have been known to have very little, if any, control
over my actions when it comes to those who speak ill of Remus."
Molly did not look surprised, but she certainly seemed curious—proven when she
nosily asked, "Why, may I ask, do you defend him more than the man you're supposedly
in love with?"
"First, there's no supposedly," Mia answered immediately, feeling a bit relieved when
Molly looked regretful of her word choice. "As for my defence of Remus... While I don't
like anyone speaking ill of Sirius, I know that when push comes to shove, he'll push back.
Remus won't. He'll take everything you say and compartmentalise it to think about later
when he's feeling sorry for himself. He will sacrifice his very life to defend others, but he
won't fight back against uncivil words to defend himself. So I do it for him."
Molly only nodded. "I am beginning to understand. I still, however, think it's
inappropriate that you're living with―"
"I know that you and Arthur were having sex at Hogwarts without Contraceptive
Charms."
Minutes later, Molly and Mia walked back into the house with sweet smiles on their
faces, Molly's expression a little tenser than Mia's, and her face a bit redder in hue. Without
divulging a single word about their conversation outside, Molly approached Remus and
sighed. "I am so very sorry for what I said, Remus. You are a good man, and I hope that
you can find it in your heart to forgive me."
Remus stared at her in mild shock. "I—Of course, Molly, of course."
She then turned to Sirius, who raised a challenging eyebrow at her, clearly not
expecting the same kind of treatment she just had given Remus. Instead, Molly approached
him and kissed his cheek kindly. "And you," she mumbled, swallowing down her pride,
which looked to be several mouthfuls. "I am very pleased that you've found a good witch
who can keep you in line."
"You're pleased?" Sirius asked incredulously.
"Very."