"I am curious about something, though," Lily whispered after clearing her throat.
"Do werewolves really bite... during... you know?" Her cheeks pinked, and she gestured
to her shoulder.
"They do bite to mark, yes."
When Lily's eyes widened, Mia pulled her blouse to the side, revealing the
unblemished skin of her shoulder. She laughed when her friend sighed, looking mildly
disappointed.
Mia adjusted her blouse again, smiling. "Except, it's a myth that werewolves mark
their mates on the shoulder. Mates get bitten on the hips or thighs." Lily's eyes automatically
looked south, and Mia shook her head. "If you want me to undress, you're looking at the
wrong Potter, Evans."
Mia left the dungeons after Potions and made her way up the staircase toward the
library after checking the Marauder's Map to locate Remus. She did not want to admit it,
but Sirius and Lily were right. She and Remus had left things up in the air when they had
broken up.
Mia had done it because she knew the future: knew that Remus would find Tonks
and have Teddy, and that his life would be happy once he found his mate. She knew that
she and Sirius had a Soul Bond, and in the future that meant something to him still. He
had taken care of her while on the run, sleeping in her bed—even if it was as Padfoot—
rescuing her from Bellatrix, saving her from drowning, and kissing her soundly in the
caved-in passage in the heat of battle. She knew it all.
Still, Sirius and Remus did not know any of that now, and Sirius was right: it was
not fair. Not only had fate somehow taken away their choices by giving Remus a mate and
Sirius a Soul Bond, but Mia had taken away their choices by knowing the future and not
telling them. They needed proof. She would give them proof by doing exactly what Sirius
wanted and following Future Remus's letter.
Enjoy your life.
"Hey," she greeted Remus when she found him in the back of the library.