the_debt_of_time

"I'm Pack," Mia said kindly to Bill. "It's likely you're sensing that. Or, because I'm
an Animagus." Several other eyes shot up around the table in surprise. "What? It won't be
a secret for long," she said as she took a sip of her butterbeer. "And no, I'm not going to
show you my form."
Sirius chuckled beside her.
"Can't believe our little Hermione grew up with the actual Marauders," Fred said as
he took a seat across the table from Mia, grinning at her. When their eyes met, he winked,
and she laughed.
"Believe it, boys," Sirius said proudly, throwing an arm around her shoulders. "She
was an unofficial Marauder herself."
"So, what's your name, then?" George asked.
"Mia." At a shared look from the twins with raised eyebrows, she sighed. "I didn't
have one of their silly little Marauder nicknames," she insisted, subtly glaring at Sirius, just
daring him to speak.
Fred grinned. "What was that?"
"I think she's playing coy," George said.
Fred leant forward and whispered, "Tell us your secrets."
"I called her Vixen," Sirius said smugly.
Mia swatted at him. "Sirius!"
George laughed. "And how did the lovely Mia Potter get that nickname?"
Sirius winked. "She's very foxy."
Mia rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the twins. "I was not in their
little boys club, thank you very much," she said emphatically, recalling the early days of the
Animagi romps on their way to the Shrieking Shack when Sirius had insisted upon giving
her a name like the rest of them.
"Too rule-abiding to mix with the mischief-making Marauders, were you?" Fred
asked with a playful grin.
"Hardly. I was above them," she said with genuine confidence.
Neither Remus nor Sirius corrected her.
Fred and George gasped. "Lies!"
"Blasphemy!"
"Sacrilege!"