the_debt_of_time

"Er... I just mean... I mean maybe a long time ago, I had a thought but not―"
"Absolutely not," Mia repeated herself.
Ron scowled at her, his cheeks turning red. "You don't have to say it so loud, you
know!"
"Say what so loud?" Fred asked as he re-joined the table, sitting on one side of his
parents, across from the Marauders and Mia.
"Why the red face, Ronniekins?" George teased, looking at his youngest brother as
he sat down on the other side of Arthur and Molly.
"Nothing," Ron mumbled. "Mum just thought that Hermione and me would end
up together."
Fred smiled at Molly. "Oh, Mum."
"Sweet Mum."
"Naive and lovely Mum."
"If Hermione would have any Weasley, it would be me," George insisted.
"Or me," Fred countered.
George chuckled and then winked at Mia. "But most likely me."
"Or neither!" Mia said, laughing. "Ever. I'm quite happy where I am right now,
thank you."
"Where's that?" Fred asked.
Sirius grinned and put an arm around her, pulling her tight against his side. "With
me."
The twins stared at the couple and slowly grinned, their eyes growing large with
amusement before settling entirely on Mia.
"Well done, Granger!" George said.
Fred applauded her. "Good on ya, Potter!"
Mia rolled her eyes and looked at Sirius. "I'm slightly disturbed and a little offended
that they seem more enthusiastic about me being with you than you being with me."
"What do you expect?" he asked her innocently. "I'm like a god to these two."
"Speaking of which.. ." Mia grinned as a thought occurred to her. "Boys, I'd love
to stop by the shop this next week. Remus and Sirius haven't been there yet."