the_debt_of_time

"Harry saved my life. From what the folks that moved us out and then back in again
said, I guess he did a lot more than rescue me that one time from those, umm, cloaked
things."
"Dementors," Mia provided.
Dudley bobbed his head, his face paling slightly.
Sirius, albeit hesitantly, said, "I was attacked by them, too. Spent twelve years in
a... a building filled with them. I know how you feel."
Eyes wide as he took in the statement, Dudley muttered, "Twelve... bloody hell.
So, umm, how is Harry?"
"He's good. Starting a career as an Auror. It's a highly trained position in law
enforcement," Mia explained. "He lives in London. I could give you the address, or at least,
a way to contact him if you'd like."
Dudley thought about it for a moment and then nodded. His attention turned to
Sirius, anxiously looking him over. "You're his godfather, then?"
"How'd you know that?"
"Remember your face. You were on the telly a lot a few years back. Then Harry
comes home from that school of his, saying how you were his godfather and Dad better
start.. ." Dudley stopped mid-sentence and cleared his throat. "Just that, er... that you
were his godfather and such." He then turned his attention to Mia and asked, "You his
godmother, then?"
Mia laughed softly. "Something like that. My name is Mia Potter."
Dudley's jaw dropped. "Potter? But... Mum and Dad said―"
"That Harry didn't have any other family?"
He nodded. "Said that was why we—er, they—had to take him in."
Taking Sirius's hand in her own, Mia sighed. "Unfortunately, we were unable to take
care of Harry when he needed us the most. We're very happy to finally be back in his life.
Harry's father, James, is—was—my brother." There was an awkward silence that filled the
room, and Mia searched for anything to distract from it. Her attention fell on a school bag
in the corner, and she smiled. "You're in uni?"
"Yeah," he confirmed, a happy expression crossing his face. Clearly, the subject was
something he enjoyed speaking about. "Barely got through, to be honest. I wasn't too good
at the testing, and Dad thought it had something to do with the uh... you know," he said,