the_debt_of_time

difference for her friends. She had been a prefect before and something told her that doing
so again would make it difficult to completely embrace Remus's instructions; her guide and
her rules: Live your life. Enjoy your life. So instead of worrying about exams or future prefect
badges, Mia dreamt about the orchard behind Potter Manor, where she had planned a
summer of reading and watching her boys play Quidditch. Lazy mornings in the family
library, afternoons with her mother in the garden, and maybe a repeat of last summer's
gathering of friends at the river.
"Mia, wake up."
One of her eyes cracked open, and she groaned. "Sirius?"
Grey eyes sparkled down at her. "Wake up, kitten."
Mia bolted upright in bed, gasping as she gathered her sheets around her body as
though he had never seen her in a nightdress before. "Sirius, how did you get up the stairs?"
Sirius chuckled at the action, clearly thinking the same thing. She had slept in his
bed once, for crying out loud. Though when they had awakened the following morning,
there was an awkward tension in the air. From that point on, when Mia had nightmares,
she went straight to her brother.
"You're kind of sexy when you're embarrassed."
"Sirius! The stairs! How did you get up the stairs?" she snapped. "They're charmed
so boys can't climb up them."
"You're adorable when you underestimate me."
Mia glared up at him, trying her darnedest to not let him see that she was in fact
impressed that he had somehow figured out how to get around such an old charm.
"Now get up; you and I have a wedding to get to."
"A wedding?" Mia groaned and fell back onto her bed, pulling her blanket over her
face.
"A wedding," Sirius confirmed, yanking the blanket back down and smiling at her.
"Are you proposing? Because it's been a few years since you've done that."
"I still maintain that buying me a Cauldron Cake is worthy of my eternal love."
She remembered their first trip on the Hogwarts Express and how she showered
them all with treats from the trolley. James graciously gave her the title of Best Sister Ever.
Remus and Peter thanked her for her generosity. An eleven-year-old Sirius implied that
chocolate gifts were a traditional form of dowry and then begged her to be his wife.