the_debt_of_time

Mia rolled her eyes. "I'd consider that cheating since Sirius had inside knowledge."
Peter turned and glared at Sirius. "You knew they'd gotten back together?"
"No," Sirius said. "I knew they would get back together, hence the sudden profit of
money. Speaking of money, though, Pete and I have another bet going. Prongs and I were
locked out of a certain clubhouse last night. Any idea as to why? Because ten Galleons out
of Peter's pocket says I have an idea."
Mia could hear James's teeth grinding together.
"Fess up," Sirius said with a grin.
"You were supposed to be in the hospital wing." Mia reached across the table in
search of pumpkin juice, smiling when she felt Remus begin moving beside her, putting a
biscuit on her plate.
"And you're avoiding the question, kitten. That's fine, though, I'll take that love bite
on your neck as my answer." He pointed at the mark and then laughed when Mia gasped
and brought her hand to her neck, casting a quick glare to Remus who turned his eyes
downward as he flushed red, trying to hide the smirk on his face.
Sirius, ten Galleons richer, was beaming. She wanted to snap at him but
remembered that he was the reason that she and Remus had reconnected, to begin with.
"You're okay with this?"
"Of course." Sirius nodded with a genuine smile.
Mia decided to believe him. It had been many years ago for her, but she was still
insecure when it came to the jealousy issue in boys. Ron's hurtful words the night of the
Yule Ball, and then his ridiculous little relationship with Lavender Brown, had made her
think that anytime a boy did not get exactly what he wanted, a giant temper tantrum would
await her. Instead, Sirius looked truly happy that she and Remus had taken the chance on
a proper relationship.
James pouted bitterly. "I'm not okay with this. Not that anyone's bothered to ask
me."
"That's because you don't need to be asked," Mia retorted, rolling her eyes.
"It's my life, my relationship, and considering the fit you threw last week, you'll be lucky if I
ever tell you anything again, James Potter. You get your temper controlled right now; I
swear on your life, if you ever say the word 'maidenhead' again, I will hex you."