Chapter Thirty
I Am Not Afraid
Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I won't give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know
(Save You - Simple Plan)September 3rd, 1973After lunch, the Gryffindors and Slytherins made their way to the first Defence
Against the Dark Arts class.
Mia was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she walked into the room
and took her usual seat beside Remus with James on the other side, and Sirius and Peter
sitting behind them. Lily sat with the Gryffindors as usual—though as close to the
Slytherins as was permitted, with Snape doing the same on the opposite side. Lily was
flanked by Mary and Alice, who was offering a comforting glance to Frank who looked
nervous, as this was his worst subject.
As Remus took his seat, he elbowed her. "What has you in such a good mood?"
He avoided talking to her directly throughout lunch. She assumed that he was
worried she would bring up the subject of werewolves again, and they'd argue. She knew
there was nothing she could say to change his mind about his own condition, but she was
too stubborn to back down.
She had eaten in near silence, only casually talking about classes from time to time,
though never with him. It was not until Sirius asked what the next class was that Mia
cheered up dramatically. She was in her third year, on her way to Defence class, with
Remus. Finding amusement in the little things helped to make her ignore the tension that
was hovering in the near future.
A tall man with deep auburn hair stepped through the doors of the classroom,
shutting them closed behind him before he made his way to the front in just a few strides
as his legs were so long. He had a familiar twinkle in his eye, and when he aimed his wand
at the board, a name appeared on it: Professor Ignatius Prewett.