the_debt_of_time

"What do you mean define?"
Dorea stood and walked to a nearby glass case where several vases sat. She waved
her wand in front of the middle shelf; the glass became wood and the vases vanished
altogether. Another flick of the wand and a small door opened in the centre much like a
safe would. Inside were several old books. Mia could not read all the titles, but she
recognised Nature's Nobility, a book by Godelot—the same person who wrote Magick
Moste Evile—and a book she was certain had something to do with Sex Magic. Relieved
that her mother did not pick up that particular text, Mia focused on the book that Dorea
did grab before closing the wooden safe and transfiguring it back into a glass case.
"There are four general types of bonds that exist," Dorea said, flipping through
pages until she landed on the one she was looking for. "The first and most abundant is the
Familial Bond. It exists between parent and child, brother and sister, and even extends
through friendship. Most of those bonds are born finished and need no ritual to seal them.
However, because they are not sealed, they are easily broken, as the Black family often does
by blasting us off the family tree. You've been bonded to the House of Potter by your
acceptance of this bracelet," she went on, pointing to the item of jewellery. "Because no
ritual was formed, it was as though you were born into the family."
Mia smiled softly as Dorea handed her the book on Bonds. "So I really am a Potter?"
"If a Potter allowed this bracelet to be given to you with Familial intent, then you
are in fact a Potter. Bonds begin with preparation triggered by emotions. You were
emotionally connected to the Potters in the future, yes?" Dorea asked, smiling when Mia
nodded.
"The second step to a bond is provocation triggered by actions. Someone had to
actually give you this bracelet. Finally, bonds are sealed through intention. When Charlus
and I sent in your records to the Ministry, you were officially ours. Officially a Potter, thus
sealing the Familial Bond. Not that a bond would matter. You have been a Potter since
you stepped foot into this home, merely because I willed it to be," Dorea said with an air
of arrogance.
"What other bonds are there?"
"The Bond of Servitude." Mia felt her face pinch up in a self-righteous scowl, and
Dorea sighed knowingly. "Yes, I mean house-elves, and no, Tilly was not forced into one.