the_debt_of_time

currently in the middle of a war. "Why would I do that? The laws of time are.. ." He
briefly remembered the time travel references as they'd been applied to legal matters and
Ministry restrictions. "And we were in the Department of Mysteries? Why was Sirius there?
Why did you have to save him in your third year? Why did he need rescuing? And who's
Harry?"
Mia groaned at the flood of questions, pushing her fingers through her hair. "Merlin,
if I'd only known about your anti-Legilimency thing years ago, I could have told you
everything. I wish I could tell you everything. Or anything."
"Try," Remus pleaded with her. She could not just show him a letter and leave the
rest for him to figure out. She had too much faith in him; he certainly was not that smart.
He pointed to her arm. "Mia, you can't just drop this in my lap. Where did that scar come
from?"
She had apparently already forgotten about it and growled at the sight. Taking her
wand, she charmed the sleeves of her blouse to lengthen and cover the offensive blemish.
"I was attacked by a D-Death Eater."
Remus noted that she was working hard to get the words past her lips—like she
was being purposely vague in order to work around Dumbledore's spell. "In the future?"
he asked and she nodded. "Then why... ?" He could not think of the rest of his question,
but wasn't why enough? Why any of this? "This is complicated."
Mia sighed defeatedly. "Try being the one who can't talk."
"Too bad I can't perform Legilimency." Remus ran a frustrated hand through his
shaggy hair. "Then I could just go inside your head, and you could show me everything."
"You're a genius!"
Once more, Remus felt himself being tugged through the hallways of Hogwarts by
the young witch, but this time, he did not resist at all; his head and body had been
disconnected, his mind caught up in the thoughts of time travel and the possibilities and
terrible consequences that would certainly come with such a feat.
Minutes later, they found themselves inside Dumbledore's office, the old wizard
looking positively joyful that the two of them stood before him. He greeted them by
standing and then gestured to the chairs in front of his large, trinket-covered desk.