the_debt_of_time

"Remus did. Your deviant little groom got a good scolding from Molly, and my
dashing husband had to break it up before she hexed him. Speaking of spells, though, Aunt
Cissa, you're best at charms. You should get that mark on her neck off."
Narcissa frowned at the bite-shaped bruise. "Something is severely wrong with that
man. And perhaps something is equally wrong with you for indulging him."
The bodice of Mia's robes was etched in a subtle silver and embroidered in a deep
blood-red. The bust dipped strikingly low, but Andromeda put a Sticking Charm in place
to keep everything covered. Her Pack Mark, however, was on full display, as were both of
her upper body tattoos. The back of the robes was cut to expose her skin, and the sleeves
that began at her shoulders opened up briefly around her upper arms, only to close again
above her elbow with silver stitching, leaving the words of the House of Potter on display.
"You'll be barefoot?" Andromeda asked.
"Of course," Mia answered as though offended.
Narcissa grinned proudly. "Despite the status that your pureblood adoption has
given you, you'll still be seen as a Muggle-born to the populace. I think that you bringing
back these beautiful old traditions will do a world of good in uniting everyone." She toyed
with Mia's curls, wrapping them around her wand to set the shape and then letting them
fall gently down the bride's back.
"Thank you, Cissa." Mia smiled at her. "Thank you all for being here."
There was a soft knock at the door. "Is it safe to come in?"
"Enter if you dare," Tonks teased.
"Wow." Remus gasped as he entered, stopping to kiss his wife before making his
way to the bride, surrounded on either side by her cousins. "Mia, you look.. ."
She grinned at him. "Think he'll faint?"
Remus laughed, looking just a bit misty-eyed. "I think he's certain to make a fool of
himself at the sight of you, yes."
"Good."
"We'll leave you two alone," Tonks said, kissing Remus's cheek and hugging Mia
tightly before leading her mother and aunt through the bedroom door, shutting it closed
behind them.
Mia flung herself into his arms and held on tight.
"You're still mine," he said softly.