the_debt_of_time

time she and Draco left the basement, all the residents of Grimmauld Place, Ginny and the
Lupins included, knew what had transpired between Mia and Ron.
Sirius looked enraged and Remus concerned. Harry simply wrapped his arms
around her and hugged her tight like he used to do when they were younger, like his father
used to do as well, and suddenly the world was a little brighter.
Still, she called it an early day and crawled into bed, bringing a photo album with
her so she could look back at old pictures of herself with the younger versions of Remus
and Sirius. She watched a particular photograph, taken of Lily and James in the Gryffindor
common room at the end of their seventh year. James held a Quidditch Cup in his hands
proudly, kissing it while Lily feigned jealousy over the massive trophy. Mia smiled at the
sight and chuckled softly to herself.
There was motion in the photograph and there, in the back, behind the central
couple she could see herself and Sirius snogging on the staircase that led to the boys'
dormitory. Mia had her fingers threaded through Sirius's hair, kissing him with utter
abandon while his hand skimmed its way up the front of her shirt. Meanwhile James and
Lily smiled on for the camera, completely unaware of the lecherous act being committed
behind them.
Mia narrowed her eyes briefly at the photograph, wondering why this older version
of Sirius Black was suddenly so distant from her. The first night she returned, he had been
filled with desperate passion, kissing her and rubbing against her, pinning her to the wall
with barely a thought of the onlookers behind them. Since then, however, he had pulled
away. They kissed, slept in the same bed, and he was never shy about whispering his love
and devotion in her ear, but the moment she truly reached for him, aching to touch him
and have him touch her, he withdrew.
None of it made sense.
The Sirius she had lived with nineteen years ago could never get enough of her. He
was an addict of many things, and she was at the top of his list of vices, just as he was hers.
She even remembered her life as Hermione, and her first kiss with the older Sirius in the
middle of a battle. He had kissed her with a complete lack of restraint, pulling her into his
lap and taking control, tasting her mouth and nibbling at her lips while his hands explored
her body.
So what changed?