Chapter Sixty
Snuffles and Muggles
The wind is howling
Like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in
Heaven knows I tried!
(Let it Go - Idina Menzel)December 23rd, 1976At the feel of the wards being lowered at Potter Manor, Mia made her way down
the stairs from her room where she had secluded herself for hours, hiding away from James
and Sirius. A smile crossed her face as the front door opened and she overheard her parents
speaking with Lily, just having returned from Cokeworth.
"Thank you so much for letting me stay with your family over the hols, Mr and Mrs
Potter," Lily said brightly, using the tone of voice she generally reserved for professors at
Hogwarts.
"Not at all, dear," Dorea replied enthusiastically. "You are more than welcome to
come to the manor anytime you wish. It's always lovely to see Mia around other young
witches. I think the boys have been a bad influence on her over the years."
Mia rolled her eyes as she strolled into the foyer.
"Either that or they've driven the poor girl mental," Charlus added once he spotted
her.
"Heard that." Mia smirked at her father then turned to grip Lily tight in a hug.
"Thank Merlin you're here! Sirius charmed all the mistletoe and hung them with Sticking
Charms in every room. Showing off because he's the only one of us who's of age."
Both witches were irritated by the fact that, out of everyone in their year, it was
Sirius who was first to turn seventeen and legally be able to use magic outside of school.
Mia had asked Professor Dumbledore about her own status only to find that, since her
Ministry records stated her birthday was shared with James in March, the trace would only
come off at that time.
"I think it's a good bit of magic," Charlus declared with an amused grin.