the_debt_of_time

"You were friends with my mother, and she told me stories," Luna explained. "One
of my favourites was about a special shape-shifter. It was a phoenix that was really a fox
who could turn into a witch," she said with the hint of a smile. "But the witch could also
turn into a snake or a lion, depending on her mood. Quite fascinating, shape-shifters, don't
you agree?"
"Yes," Mia said, pulling Luna into a hug. "Quite fascinating."
Luna eventually pulled away from Mia with a brighter smile, her eyes twinkling in
the soft light of the setting sun. "Shall we go in now?"
Mia inclined her head and followed her friend into the tent where someone had
magicked the floor to be hardwood—more than likely the twins, who were probably
planning on dancing like they had done during Bill and Fleur's wedding, the last time the
marquee had been set up.
As serene and calm as Luna was, the rest of the large group was the exact opposite.
Fred, George, and Charlie were in a debate with Harry, Ginny, and Sirius over the presence
of the Malfoys, who stood near Tonks and Andromeda looking bored as they waited for
their company to be approved.
"This was supposed to be an Order meeting, so I want to know why there are
bloody Malfoys here!" Charlie snapped.
"Because I asked them to be," Mia said, inserting herself into the conversation and
bringing attention to her presence.
All eyes turned toward her.
The shattering of plates broke through the sudden silence, and when Mia looked
toward the sound, she saw Bill and Fleur staring at her with wide eyes and open mouths.
Fleur was looking her up and down as though searching for something. Bill had turned his
attention to Remus as if waiting for directions.
Mia simply smiled at them both, figuring that the pair of them—both a little more
creature than the others—had scented out the difference in her immediately, and Bill, a
part of the pack, had deferred to their Alpha for assistance.
"Hey, 'Mione." Charlie briefly glanced at her before turning his attention back to
the argument. "I'm just saying―" he said but then stopped and turned to look back at her,
this time with focused attention and a grin. "'Mione, did you do something with your hair?
You are looking... good."