the_debt_of_time

Muggle Studies, and Care of Magical Creatures. She was absolutely not going to have an
exact repeat of her original third year at Hogwarts. Her life was already upturned thanks to
a Time-Turner, and she was in no mood to use another one just to accommodate a full
schedule.
It had been her plan to take on Ancient Runes with Remus and Lily—seeing that it
was a subject she never tired of learning—as well as Arithmancy because it was the hardest,
and she could use a refresher course. Despite what her friends were aware of, Mia had no
need for Muggle Studies, and she laughed hysterically when she overheard the boys
thinking about taking on Divination.
Sirius grinned at her. "You're not interested in predicting the future?"
"Not in the slightest, Sirius Black." Mia scoffed, as though she were offended by
the question. "In fact, I might already be a Seer. Which is why I don't need to take
Divination."
She smiled up at Remus, who passed her morning cup of tea across to her as she
refilled his glass of juice, their tandem breakfast routine never breaking momentum as they
engaged in conversation with others.
"You're a Seer? That's sexy. Ow!" Sirius winced and looked up to see James glaring
at him. Brushing off her protective older brother, Sirius turned his attention back to Mia.
"Come on then, love, give us a prediction."
"Fine," she agreed boldly in between sips of tea. "I predict that a girl will smack you
by the end of the day."
"Ooo, I love it when girls smack me. Will it hurt?"
She narrowed her eyes at him. "I'll do my best."
Sirius winked. "I bet you will."
"Knock it off!" James groaned and hit Sirius again, while Remus laughed quietly.
"Hey, she said she's a Seer," Sirius said in his own defence, holding up his empty
plate as a shield against James and his attacks. "I want her to tell me my future!"
Mia frowned as a cold chill filled her.
She closed her eyes and could see it so clearly. Their future, her past. Sirius and
Remus standing in the Shrieking Shack, reunited after twelve horrible years apart, both
looking broken and wounded beyond repair. Images of Sirius being attacked by dementors,
and of an older Remus sobbing in her arms after his first full moon in years without the