the_debt_of_time

They all turned up to see Mia walking out, looking much calmer than she had since
she last graced them with her presence.
"But, Mione, he―"
"Is family," she said, cutting him off as she walked down the steps.
At her words, Draco turned and sneered up at Ron, obviously delighted by the way
he was gawking at the sight of Hermione Granger defending a Slytherin. The blond remained
smug until the witch reached out, taking his face in her hands. He tried to pull away at first,
but she was persistent, ignoring his wishes so she could observe her spellwork on his nose.
"Hello... cousin," he said with a smug grin on his face as she finally let him go.
Mia nodded thoughtfully. "So you're all caught up, then? How's your face?"
"Still prettier than yours."
She laughed and shrugged her shoulders. "That's debatable. I happen to be dating
the most eligible bachelor in Wizarding Britain," she said, reaching out and threading her
fingers through Sirius's hair without even looking at him. "And you've got Pansy 'Pug Face'
Parkinson to attest to your good looks."
"Oh, are we dating again?" Sirius asked. "I wasn't sure because you threw an ashtray
at my head."
"I am sorry," she said, her tone genuine. "You're still not off the hook."
"What do you want from me?"
She thought for a moment. "You're no longer allowed to smoke."
Sirius cringed and then growled. "Fine," he conceded with a dramatic sigh. "Are we
good now?"
"Yes," she said and turned to look at the man. "I've calmed down."
Remus chuckled. "Because everything in the house is broken?"
"No, because punching Slytherins is apparently like meditation for me," she said,
smirking at Draco who had turned narrowed eyes on her. "Keeps me centred. It's been
way too long since I've done it. It's been at least a year since I last punched Snape, and your
father was a few years before that."
Draco's eyes widened in what Remus assumed was a mixture of delight and horror.
"You hit my father?"
"You punched Snape?" Ron asked with a grin on his face.