the_debt_of_time

Tonks declined because she had to work early, but she insisted that Remus stay at
Grimmauld Place because he would be anxious otherwise.
With Remus and Harry sent off to bed, Sirius made his way up the stairs toward his
room, nervously stepping through the door to find his witch curled up in the centre of his
bed, cuddling with the large, orange kneazle. Crookshanks was rubbing the side of his face
against hers, and Mia was smiling at the action, just letting him nuzzle her.
"Looks like someone missed you."
Mia looked up and grinned at him. "It took Crooks a while to warm up to me again,"
she said, scratching the cat behind his ears. "What happened to Snuffles? I didn't expect
him to live long enough to see me again; he was just a regular cat, after all."
"I gave him to Lily," Sirius said as he closed the door behind him and made his way
over to the bed, his hands shoved into the front pockets of his jeans. "That thing never
liked me, to begin with. I think when―" He stopped, leaving a pregnant pause in the air
between them. "He probably escaped and became a great menace to the rest of Godric's
Hollow. Infamous stray cat that sneaked into people's houses, scratched them, and then
just left."
Mia quirked her lips at him and watched as Crookshanks jumped off the bed, curling
up in front of the fireplace in the corner of the room and falling fast asleep. "Is everything
set for tomorrow?"
Sirius dipped his head in confirmation. "Order meeting at the Burrow. Molly's
making dinner for everyone."
"And the Malfoys?"
"Tonks went back to Dromeda's house to ask them to come."
"How is Narcissa?" Mia questioned curiously. "The last time I saw her, she was...
less than thrilled to be in my presence."
"St Mungo's, right?" Sirius asked. "The night I was attacked?"
Mia frowned at the mention of that night. "Mum made me leave your room to fetch
her some tea. I think she wanted me to get out and walk around a bit. I was... distraught."
Sirius nodded uncomfortably. "Obviously," he said, breaking out a smirk for her. "I
was unconscious and, therefore, you were reliant on Prongs for decent conversation. As it
is, Cissa seems rather excited to see you again, for some fucking reason."
"Does Draco know about me?"