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Forever and Always	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6832 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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When the Order gathered for their meeting the following week, Mia felt her stomach churn at the thought of seeing Remus. They hadn’t spoken since their fight, Mia wasn’t even sure that she had ended it with him. It’s not that she didn’t want to be with Remus; it was that she couldn’t be. She couldn’t even look at him. Part of her knew it was stupid to push him away, but she ignored her own logic and gave into her depression. Her ears felt hot when she sensed that he entered the room, forcing herself to keep her eyes down rather than look up at him.
When Remus walked into the kitchen and saw Mia sitting at one end of the table, he felt his heart flutter. She looked hollow, her eyes and cheekbones looked sunk in, and her skin had a lifelessness to it that wasn’t typical. Her hair looked frizzed and dull, compared to its usual silky smooth texture. He felt sadness wash over him as she continued to stare at the table in front of her, rather than look up at him. He sat at the opposite side of the table from her, getting silent mimes from Tonks and Arthur, curious as to why he didn’t sit with her. He caught a sympathetic look from Susan, which surprised him tremendously.
“Thank you all for coming…” Dumbledore started.
Remus was thankful that Dumbledore stood on the opposite side of him from where Mia was sitting, so he wouldn’t have to pretend to not look at her.
“We are experiencing increasing disappearances and murders, so we all need to remain in contact with family members that we don’t see regularly, telling them to keep an eye out for suspicious behavior and to take care when travelling alone. Shortly after Emmaline’s murder, a muggle family that was cousins of hers was murdered in their beds”
“The Dark Lord is allowing his followers free reign to kidnap and kill whomever they please” Snape added, his signature sneer present in his voice.
“Have you heard anything about their possible targets, Severus?” Dumbledore asked, looking over his half-moon spectacles at him.
“Not a definite plan, but Dolohov has been speaking of Susan quite a bit.”
Susan’s eyes shot over to Snape, listening intently as she slunk in her chair slightly, her stomach flip-flopping. Mia was only half paying attention, staring at a scratch on the table in front of her.
“He is still angry for his arrest of the murders of Gideon and Fabian Prewett” Snape added
“Then he shouldn’t’ve murdered them if he didn’t want to go to Azkaban for it!” She hissed, Molly’s face twisting as she remembered her deceased brothers.
“Susan, I think a Fidelius charm would be wise, just to be safe.” Dumbledore said, looking slightly crestfallen. “We are also outnumbered by 2:1. Voldemort has the dementors and giants on his side; we need to try to sway people and creatures to join our cause if we are to hope to defeat him again.”
Remus snuck a glance at Mia, staring vacantly at the table and refusing to move her eyes. He felt so lonely in that moment; the woman he loved wouldn’t even look at him.
“I’ll go join a pack. There’s a large one just outside of Bath; I should be able to sway the werewolves after a couple full moon cycles.” he said.
Mia’s eyes flew up to him, her attention snapping back to reality. Her heart began to pound, she wasn’t sure if she had heard correctly. Remus caught her eye for a split second, but his gaze returned to Dumbledore.
“Excellent Remus, thank you. Now…” Dumbledore continued to speak, but Mia didn’t hear a single word of the rest of the meeting.
When the meeting adjourned, Mia was the first one to get up, her chair squeaking loudly as she jumped up and hustled out of the kitchen, eyes downcast. Susan had tried to say something to her as she was getting up, but Mia ignored her and stormed out. A familiar crack was heard from the other room, letting everyone in the kitchen know Mia had disapparated. The room was silent from the awkward tension; the members of the Order quietly began to make their way to leave.
“Kingsley, can I have a word?” Susan said to her partner as they were standing.
“Yeah, Susie, what’s up?” he said as they stepped into the corner of the room.
Susan waited until most of the room had cleared out; the only people left in the room were Arthur, Remus and Dumbledore. She spoke just above a whisper
“Would you be my secret keeper?”
“The Fidelius charm is a great idea…” Kingsley began “but I don’t think it should be me as the secret keeper. I’m a little too expected”
“Who do you suggest then?” she asked in a hushed voice.
Kingsley smiled “Hey Remus, can we have a word?” he called, making Susan cringe slightly.
“Yeah, what can I do for you?” Remus said as he walked over to them.
“Susie’s Secret Keeper— I think it should be you”
“Me? Why me?” he asked incredulously
“I’m too obvious, and with you leaving London now, I think you would be a more secure choice” Kingsley said confidently.
Susan blinked at Remus, feeling awkward that he, of all people, would be Kingsley’s first choice. She couldn’t argue with his logic though; Remus wouldn’t be the first person Dolohov or the Death Eaters to suspect as the Secret Keeper.
“I would appreciate it, Remus” she said softly.
“I’d be honored. I’ll do it” he said with a warm smile.
“Great, now join hands…” Kingsley said as he drew his wand.
Susan and Remus looked at each other as they grasped their hands together, feeling a ribbon of magic swirl around them as Kingsley cast the Fidelius charm. Susan felt a wave of gratitude for Remus, feeling guilty that she had treated him so harshly over the past year. Sure, she didn’t agree with how he and Mia began seeing each other, but she couldn’t deny that he had proved himself a good man to her a few times over.
Remus prepared his bag to take with him with a heavy heart. He packed just a few of his older clothing, his toothbrush, and all of his wolfsbane vials that remained in his stash. He was hoping by sharing some of the potion with the pack would earn him merit. His heart ached with the thought of Mia. It pained him to think of being away from her for an indeterminate amount of time, but he was certain she didn’t want him here. She won’t even look at you he told himself as he was placing the wolfsbane vials into his bag.
He stopped when he saw a glint of gold on his wrist when his sleeve shifted. He pulled up his right sleeve to reveal the bracelet that connected him with Mia, the one that would vibrate if the other was in danger. He traced his finger along the bracelets smooth surface, wondering if she were still wearing hers. He took out his wand to tap the bracelet, but froze. He took a breath, contemplating whether or not to take it off. She was all he had left, but did he really have her? Was he holding on to some fantasy by continuing to wear it? After a moment, he slid his wand back into his pocket, and pulled his sleeve back over the thin, gold band, and grabbed his bag to leave. There wasn’t any harm in wearing it just a little bit longer, right? He shook his head, knowing he needed to focus on his mission; he couldn’t let his emotions get in the way. They needed numbers on the Order’s side, and he was one that could do something about it. He stepped out onto the lawn and took a deep breath, Mia’s face coming to mind again. He would’ve given anything to hold her again, to kiss her, to make love to her. He wanted nothing more than to be with her in this moment, to wrap her in his arms and stare into her enchanting hazel eyes that gave him goosebumps. He closed his eyes, reminding himself of his mission, and with a pop, was gone.
The months since Remus left had been some of the darkest moments of Mia’s life. She spent most of her evenings at a few different muggle bars she became a regular at. Everyone loved her; she was the life of the party. Out every night, taking shots with groups while shooting billiards with others, and got on a first name basis with most of the bartenders. She was numb, she felt nothing. She told everyone she was having ‘the time of her life’ but all her partying was her subconscious trying to make sense of her depression. She thought she had ‘gotten over it’, and was in denial that anything was wrong. She did her best to push any thoughts of Remus or Sirius out of her head, using alcohol and some newly discovered drugs to mask her pain. Susan and Penelope both expressed concerns for Mia’s erratic behavior, which got them the cold shoulder most days from her. Despite her being driven by her emotions and a bit of a hothead, she wasn’t usually this reckless and self-destructive. Penelope was at least thankful that she was showing up to work, despite her usual hangovers for her morning shifts.
“Come out with me Friday” Mia said to Penelope as they stocked the white wine shelf.
“I don’t know, Mia…” she said softly, as she was checking off bottles on her clipboard.
“Come on, Penny, you never come out. Joe will hook us up.” Mia said causally.
“Who the hell is Joe?” Penelope asked as her nose scrunched.
“The bartender at Top Hats, He’s my favorite” Mia rolled her eyes. “Come on, say yes. Come have fun with me”
Penelope sighed. It had been a while since she had been out. She had dove head first into her work duties to distract herself from all the drama that surrounded Sirius’s death, Mia, and the wizarding world. She figured she should go; at least she’d be able to keep an eye on Mia while they were out. Susan had informed Penelope of the many unexplained disappearances and murders; something her and Susan feared would happen if Mia went out by herself and left a bar with the wrong person.
“Fine— But I don’t want to stay out all night.” She said flatly.
Mia giggled and hugged Penelope.
“YAY, we’re going to have so much fun. I’ll see if Tonks can come too”
Mia trotted off to the back of the store with a wide grin on her face. Bruce smiled at her as he shuffled from the employee bathroom to return to the cash register up front. Penelope had followed her, watching Mia cast a patronus that bolted out of the store through the back wall.
“Mia!” Penelope cried angrily
“What?” she laughed.
“You can’t do magic here! What if Bruce saw you???” Penelope whispered, looking at Mia incredulously.
“He didn’t, so relax” she rolled her eyes and walked back to the front of the store.
“Unbelievable…” Penelope grumbled under her breath, shaking her head.
That weekend, Tonks arrived at Mia and Penelope’s flat, dressed in ripped jeans and sporting collarbone length bright green hair.
“Hi Tonks” Penelope said, opening the door and staring at her hair.
“Wotcher, Penny” Tonks said, entering the flat. “How is she today?” she added, whispering.
“She seems ok, but a little too eager to party. I’m not going to drink much to keep an eye on her.” Penelope said, looking over her shoulder to make sure Mia wasn’t out of her bedroom yet.
“Yeah, I’ve been watching her; the Order has been worried. She goes out every night. She’s been extremely reckless since Remus left…” Tonks whispered, but was interrupted by Mia walking out of her bedroom, dressed in a very short, tight black dress.
Mia was still thinner than her normal weight, for which she had bought new party clothes in a smaller size so she didn’t look like she was wearing paper bags everywhere.
“Hey Tonks, nice hair!” Mia winked, giving her a hug. “You sexy babes ready to party?”
Penelope and Tonks looked at each other with nervous smiles.
“Oh come on, it’ll be fun!” Mia giggled, grabbing her wallet from the table next to the door. “Let’s go.”

Mia, Tonks and Penelope walked into Top Hats to find it a smoky, crowded, dimly lit dive bar. They shook off the chill from the late November air as Mia trotted right up to a handsome bartender wearing a backwards ball cap, leaning over the bar to kiss him on the cheek. Tonks and Penelope walked up behind her nervously, slipping their coats off and draping them over one arm.
“Joe, can you make something special for me and my girlfriends here?” Mia asked, twirling a piece of her smooth black hair around her finger.
“Sure thing, baby, anything for you; who are your friends?” Joe said, winking at Mia before turning his attention to Tonks and Penelope, standing behind her shyly.
“This is Tonks and Penelope” Mia giggled, motioning to the two girls behind her.
“Tonks?” Joe crinkled his nose and gave Tonks a large grin.
“It’s my surname” she replied coolly.
“Surname, eh? What’s your first name?” Joe grinned.
“It’s Nymphadora” Mia whispered, winking and leaning in to the bar.
“Nymphadora, how exotic” Joe winked at Tonks, who returned a scowl.
“Don’t call me that.” she hissed.
“Fine, baby, Tonks it is” Joe chuckled, handing the girls 3 large glasses of a special mix. “First drink is on me.”
“Just water for me, actually!” Tonks said, scrunching her face apologetically at the already prepared drink.
Mia rolled her eyes “its fine i'll drink it” she said, walking towards the tables with drinks in both hands.
“No worries baby, I respect a designated driver” Joe winked at Tonks.
Mia, Tonks and Penelope situated themselves at a tall pub table, and began chatting over their drinks, Mia sucking hers down quickly. They had to speak very loudly in order to be heard due to the loud music in the bar.
“So Mia, I didn’t see your name on the Auror applicant list” Tonks said, taking a sip of water.
“I didn’t apply” Mia shrugged, slurping the last bit of her drink. “I’m going to refill, I’ll be back with shots”
Tonks turned to Penelope, her face twisted with concern.
“What does she mean she didn’t apply??” Tonks hissed.
“Just that; don’t ask her about it here, trust me…” Penelope said looking over her shoulder.
Mia had come in contact with a tall, heavy set man on her way to the bar. He passed her something inconspicuous before she trotted off to grab a drink, then disappearing from their line of view.
“What’s that about?” Tonks asked, eyeing Mia talking to Joe at the bar as he poured them shots.
“Hell if I know, she’s getting herself into a lot these days” Penelope replied grimly.
The girls watched Mia as she kissed Joe the bartender’s cheek and hustled back to the table with three shots and a large cocktail for herself.
“Ok ladies, bottoms up!” she cheered, taking her shot.
Tonks threw her shot over her shoulder while Mia and Penelope were distracted by drinking theirs. She smacked her tongue, pretending to experience the burning sensation of a shot so Mia wouldn’t realize she didn’t drink it. Mia pulled the inconspicuous item the heavy man had given her from her bra, which was revealed to be a very small bag of white powder.
“You guys want a bump?” she asked, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching her.
“Fuck, Mia!” Penelope hissed as Mia sniffed some of the powder she had scooped with her fingernail.
“Relax Penny, it’s just a little coke. Remove the broomstick from your arse and have some fun” Mia giggled, grabbing Tonks’s hand and shoving the tiny bag back into her bra. “Let’s dance.”
Tonks looked back at Penelope, whose mouth was pressed into a tight line. Tonks gave her pleading eyes for her to join them, looking concerned. Penelope huffed as she grabbed her drink and joined them on the dance floor.
The girls danced to the loud, bass pounding music for a while, Tonks and Penelope easing up and beginning to have fun. Mia looked to be having the time of her life, but inside she was dumb. Her body was on autopilot, trying to feel something by pretending she did. She felt slight comfort in dancing close to her two best girlfriends, their sweaty bodies rubbing against each other as many of the men at the bar watched them. They were the centerpiece of the dance floor, only leaving their posts to return to the bar and get fresh drinks.
“Ladies, ladies- we want some refills?” Joe said cheerily as the three of them approached the bar.
“Shots, Joe” Mia winked “and yes, refills”
“Just a refill for me, no shot” Penelope spoke up, earning her an eye roll from Mia.
“No shot; Just water!” Tonks added.
Mia turned back to Joe and rolled her eyes. “Light weights”
Joe handed them their glasses and one shot, which Mia downed in one gulp. She pulled some cash from her bra and slid it over the counter to Joe before making their way back to their table.
“You guys having fun? Isn’t this place amazing?” Mia asked, swaying slightly in her chair.
“You feel ok?” Tonks asked, ignoring her question.
“Oh yeah, just got a good buzz going. You guys need to catch up, you look far too sober” Mia giggled, taking the small bag out of her bra and sniffing a nail full of powder.
Tonks and Penelope shifted uncomfortably in their chairs, watching Mia stow the almost empty bag back in her bra. Mia’s attention shifted to a group of guys a few tables away from them playing billiards, and wide grin spreading across her face.
“Senior airman douchebag….” She said under her breath, watching the group intently.
“What?” Penelope asked, looking puzzled.
“That group over there, they’re airmen. They’re stationed at Lakenheath with my dad. The blonde one, Eric, has the hots for me.” Mia said, sipping her drink.
Mia watched Eric as he took a shot, laughing with his buddies on presumably a free Friday night. His tan skin, bright blonde hair and strong jawline for some reason looked much more appealing to Mia tonight than normal. He had always been handsome, but tonight his looks seemed amplified.
“Come on, let’s go say hi” she said, grabbing Tonks’s hand, who grabbed Penelope’s.
Mia led the girls over the table of guys, who all straightened up when they saw three pretty girls headed their way.
“Eric Richardson” Mia said, enunciating his name slowly and grinning.
“Mia Roswell” he said, smirking with surprise “didn’t expect to see you here at this old joint”
Eric turned to his group of guys, who were eyeing the trio with curiosity.
“Guys, this is Lt. Colonel Roswell’s daughter” Eric said casually.
“No shit, this is her??” a very tall, buff airman with hair as dark as Mia’s, said to Eric.
Mia’s eyes narrowed, her nose crinkled as she gave Eric a wry smile.
“Have you told them about me?” She asked, leaning towards him.
“Maybe” He grinned, “where’s that old guy you usually hang around?”
Mia stiffened, he was talking about Remus. He had never even seemed to pay any mind to Remus when they were visiting John on base.
“He’s not around anymore.” Mia said quickly. “These are my friends, Tonks and Penelope.”
“Tonks?” a shorter, red haired airman asked.
“It’s my surname” Tonks rolled her eyes.
Eric grinned. “That’s Pat” he said, pointing to the shorter red haired man. “This tall beefcake is Kyle” he pointed to the dark haired buff man. “And this is Jason” pointing to another dark haired airman that was the same height as the one called Pat.
“You boys want to play some billiards?” Mia asked, taking the billiards stick from the one called Jason.
Mia walked over to where Kyle was standing and began repositioning the billiard balls to start a new game. Penelope and Tonks exchanged unsure looks about Mia barging in on their game.
“Yeah, let’s play” Kyle said, looking down at Mia and then to the other girls with an eager grin.
“I love british chicks” Jason whispered in Eric’s ear.

They played a few games of billiards with the airmen before Mia and Eric made their way onto the dance floor. Eric was extra ‘helpful’ with Mia during their games, using the excuse of showing her how to get a better shot to wrap his arms around her. She had been enticing him, leaning over father than necessary when taking her turn, sticking her bum outward and arching her back. He had watched her hungrily, undressing her with his eyes much to the girls’ dissatisfaction.
Now, Tonks and Penelope sat back and watched hopelessly as Mia clung onto Eric, grinding her body against his to the beat of the music. The other airmen had stepped outside to smoke cigarettes, which the girls were glad for so they could get a few minutes alone.
“I hate how reckless she’s been since Remus left.” Tonks said, running her finger along the rim of her glass.
“I know. She’s impossible to talk to. She doesn’t see what she’s doing” Penelope said, her face twisting when she saw Mia start to snog Eric.
“Well, I guess that means she’s over Remus” Tonks muttered, scrunching her nose.
“No, I think she’s not; that’s why she’s acting like this.” Penelope said darkly.
The girls watched as Eric whispered something in Mia’s ear, to which a wide grin spread across her face. She trotted back over to the girls, and Eric made his way over to the men’s restroom. Mia propped her left leg up on a chair, and pulled her wand from under her dress, handing it to Penelope.
“Where the hell was that?” Tonks said, looking at her bewildered that her wand was concealed the entire time.
“Garter holster” Mia winked. “Hold this for me, Penny”
“Mia…” Penelope tried to start, but Mia skipped off before she could get anymore words out.
Tonks and Penelope watched helplessly as they saw Mia enter the men’s restroom that Eric had just one into a moment earlier.
“Kingsley and Bill are positioned around the corner. One thing we don’t like and I’ll signal them” Tonks said, staring at the restroom door.
“You brought back-up??” Penelope snorted into her glass. “And I’ve seen about 10 things I don’t like”
The girls chuckled, Tonks face falling back into a serious expression.
“They insisted, we are all concerned about Mia, and in these times it doesn’t hurt to be careful.” Tonks said grimly. “We don’t want to take any chances”
The restroom had an almost green twinge from the fluorescent lighting that was flickering from a loose bulb. Eric flipped the lock on the bathroom door and pushed Mia against it, running his hands along her body.
“God you’re so hot” he said, his lips then crashing against hers.
They snogged against the door for a minute before Eric picked her up and moved her to the bathroom counter. Mia felt like she was on autopilot, her mind numb but hoping that doing this with Eric would make her feel something; anything. His hands slid up along the garter holster that her wand was once in. he opened his mouth to ask what it was, but she kissed him to shut him up, undoing his belt furiously. He yanked her underwear off and forced her dress up. He slipped inside and began pounding in and out of her on the bathroom counter.
“Fuck, you’re amazing Mia…” he growled in her ear as he pounded in and out of her.
It was all wrong. His touch was wrong, his voice was wrong, his kisses were wrong. Mia felt nothing; no passion, no joy, no thrill. He wasn’t the man she loved. He didn’t kiss her like Remus, didn’t touch her like Remus, and didn’t love her like Remus.
“I’ll meet you back out there?” Eric said, fixing his pants when they were finished.
“Yeah” Mia mumbled, and watched him unlock the bathroom door and exit.
Mia turned and looked at herself in the mirror; her eyes were bloodshot, her hair disheveled, and her cheekbones sunk in. What are you doing to yourself? She thought as she stared at her reflection, the effects of night after night alcohol and cocaine use seemingly obvious to her in the greenish fluorescent lighting. Shame washed over her, so intensely she began to shake. Sirius would be ashamed of you. Remus would be ashamed of you. She brought her right hand to cover her mouth and nose to muffle a sob that was threatening to escape, her smooth gold bracelet pressing into her cheek. She took a deep breath and removed her hand, looking at the band she couldn’t bear to remove. Her left hand moved up to the small garnet pendant that hung around her neck. Even after all the turbulence that she and Remus had gone though, she still wore the things he gave her, because even if she tried to pretend otherwise, she loved him.
She looked at herself disgusted; these weren’t the feelings she was trying to feel. She was trying to feel happy, feel whole, and feel alive. Instead she felt shame, guilt and frustration. Remus had been one to make her feel whole, so why did she allow herself to push him away? The surge of emotion was too much; her feelings too intense. Mia grabbed the little bag of powder she had tucked away in her bra and sniffed the rest of it. She exited the restroom adjusting the skirt of her dress, the burning between her legs from where Eric was just a few moments before almost uncomfortable. She swayed in her heels slightly as she made her way back to where Tonks, Penelope, Eric and the other airmen were seated.
“I need a drink” she said sharply.
“Coming right up, babe” Eric smiled “ladies, anything for you?”
“Just water” Tonks said with a weary smile.
“No thanks” Penelope said.
“2 shots of tequila chilled, Eric, and a gin fizz” Mia demanded, sitting down next to Penelope heavily.
Eric winked and sauntered off to the bar. The airmen were playing more billiards behind them, getting as competitive as the Hogwarts Gobstones club used to.
“Mia, maybe you shouldn’t…” Penelope said gently.
“Piss off Penelope. If you’re going to be lame, then go home” Mia growled, running her hand through her hair.
Tonks and Penelope exchanged looks, but remained silent. Eric came back with Mia’s plethora of drinks, Tonks’s water and a beer for himself. Mia downed her 2 shots back to back, chasing it with her gin fizz. Eric chuckled at her, grinning ear to ear.
“This chick could drink me under the table” he said to Penelope and Tonks, who looked rather dissatisfied.
“Damn straight” Mia said, standing up and stumbling slightly. “Let’s dance”
She held her hand out to Eric who escorted her back to the dance floor.
“Tonks… how long are we going to let this go on?” Penelope said nervously.
“I don’t know” Tonks said slowly, eyeing Mia and Eric intently.
Tonks was repulsed watching Mia grind her body against Eric’s; she knew how heartbroken Remus would be if he could see her just now.
Mia felt as if she was having an out of body experience. The bass of the music reverberated in her chest as she danced, the colored lights flashing made it seem like they were a series of still pictures flashing in sequence. The feeling of Eric’s hands on her hips as she grinded against him was not comforting nor was it uncomfortable. Eric’s body pressing against hers just felt like a cheap imitation, like off-brand shampoo or dollar outlet dish soap. He was shorter than Remus, his body more ridged and stiff. His cologne was different; it wasn’t as alluring as the one she was used to. Mia closed her eyes and danced faster, hoping that the more she grinded against Eric the more he would start to feel like Remus. Eric’s hands slid down her hips, his cheek pressing against the side of her head as he whispered in her ear.
“You are so sexy…” he purred.
Sexy. She thought, as the word did nothing for her in that moment. Remus would tell me I’m beautiful. Mia felt a slight tension in her chest. She longed to hear the word beautiful. Would it sound right coming from Eric? She imagined Remus whispering it to her, the word rolling off his tongue with velvet smoothness. She imagined him placing small kisses on her neck for every time he said it. “beautiful” as he kissed her jaw. “beautiful” as he kissed her throat. “beautiful” as he kissed her collarbone.
Her chest tightened more with the longing feelings to be with him, making her painfully aware of Eric’s foreign feeling body against hers. She danced harder, willing herself to have fun, to feel joy in what she was doing now rather than reminisce on what she gave up. She felt herself grow more intoxicated by the minute from the cocaine and alcohol coursing through her, her mind slipping into a fog.
She stumbled and fell on the dance floor, smacking her head against the hard floor. Tonks and Penelope jumped up and ran to her, Eric now propping her up.
“Mia, you alright??” Tonks called, lifting her head up to look into her eyes.
“mmmm I like this song….” Mia slurred, her eyes open to just slits.
“I think she hit her head” Eric said, concerned but obviously drunk himself.
“Ok, she’s done for tonight” Tonks said, pulling a small red pager from her pocket and hitting a couple buttons.
Penelope looked at her confused, but understood when Bill and Kingsley came barging in the front door. A cold gust winded past them as the chilly air from the open door breezed in
“She alright?” Bill asked, his eyes widening when he saw Mia lying on the ground.
“It’s Billy!!!!” Mia cried in a high pitched drunken cackle. “Hi Billy….”
“Who the hell are these guys?” Eric said to the girls, looking at Kingsley and Bill suspicious.
“Her friends— who the hell are you?” Kingsley said forcefully, his deep voice unexpected, making Eric jump slightly. “Dora, what did she drink?”
“What didn’t she drink?” Tonks said cynically.
Kingsley picked Mia up off the floor, her arms wrapping around his neck as she leaned her head against him.
“Kingsssy I’m so tired…” she slurred in his ear.
“Let’s go!” Kingsley snapped at the group.
Bill, Tonks, and Penelope followed Kingsley and Mia out of the bar, leaving Eric on the dance floor, staring at them vacantly.
Arriving back at the flat, Penelope was met with a shock to discover Fleur Delacour to be standing in their kitchen, preparing what looked like a full dinner of pasta and garlic bread. Kingsley carried Mia into her bedroom as Bill kissed Fleur hello.
“I am zo ‘lad you all ar’ back!” she said in a throaty voice, giving everyone a pleasant smile.
“uhm, why are you cooking in my house….?” Penelope asked, trying not to sound rude despite Fleur’s obvious intrusion.
“Fleur wanted to be helpful, so I asked her to wait here for us” Bill said, wrapping his arm around her waist and smiling at her dotingly.
“Gotcha, so she’s cooking in my kitchen” she muttered to Tonks under her breath, who snorted a laugh.
Kingsley emerged from the bedroom, wiping sweat from his brow.
“I think she’s going to be ok, just needs to sleep it off.” He said, now looking puzzled at Fleur’s meal she had laid out. “Are we eating…?”
“I guess so” Penelope shrugged, grabbing plates out of the cabinet for everyone.

It was nearly sunrise before any of them had gotten to bed. Bill and Fleur took Penelope’s bedroom, while Penelope and Tonks piled in bed next to a snoring Mia, leaving Kingsley on the couch. They slept until the sun was shining brightly outside, Kingsley the first one up and starting coffee for everyone. Tonks and Penelope came sniffing for a cup of coffee, startled to hear a giggling coming from the other bedroom.
“I swear if Bill is fucking her in my bed…” Penelope growled, pouring herself a cup of coffee. “They might be engaged now but still…”
Tonks kissed Kingsley as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug.
“I missed you last night…” She purred.
“Not here, Dora…” he grumbled, smirking and kissing her.
They exchanged a few more kisses until Penelope started making gagging noises. Kingsley coughed awkwardly, shifting in his chair. The phone rang, making Tonks jump at the unfamiliar sound.
“I hate those muggle contraptions” she rolled her eyes as Penelope answered.
“No, she’s not awake yet.” Penelope said, irritation plastered all over her face. “NO! No, I don’t think that’s necessary.”
Kingsley and Tonks exchanged confused glances.
“I can let her know you called when she wakes.” Penelope muttered into the phone, taking a sip of her coffee. “Yeah, ok, bye.”
Penelope hung up the phone and rolled her eyes, leaning against the counter next to the phone.
“Who was that?” Tonks asked
“That airmen bloke from the bar last night, Eric; wanted to see how Mia was this morning.”
“Good question; how is she this morning?” Kingsley asked.
His question was answered when Mia walked out of her room, still wearing her black dress from the night before. Her hair was knotted and disheveled, and her eye makeup was smeared all over her face. She was squinting at the lights coming from the kitchen.
“I feel like shit if anyone was wondering” she said flatly, taking a seat at the dining room table.
Kingsley handed her a cup of coffee and sat down across from her.
“Did you get here this morning?” she asked Kingsley, blinking at him a few times before sipping her coffee.
He looked at her and frowned. “Do you not remember Bill and I at the bar last night?” he asked, sounding concerned.
“No, the last thing I remember was dancing with Eric” she said, trying to recall the hazy events of the night before.
“Was that before or after you fucked him in the bathroom?” Penelope interjected snottily.
Mia paused for a moment, taking another sip of her coffee. “…after” she said quietly, mortified.
“Mia, we’re worried about you” Tonks began, but was interrupted by Bill and Fleur coming out of Penelope’s room.
“’ood morning e’ryone!” Fleur said cheerily, a little too loud.
Mia groaned and buried her head in her arms.
“Hey Mia, how are you feeling?” Bill asked politely.
“My head is pounding!” she cried, her voice muffled.
“Where is zee orange juice?” Fleur hollered from the fridge.
“Fleur, can you speak quieter?” Penelope asked, fighting a sneer
Fleur threw her hand over her mouth and giggled. Mia and Penelope both rolled their eyes.
“Anyway, Mia, you really scared us last night. This isn’t like you” Tonks said, getting looks of reprieve from Penelope.
“I’m fine” she said flatly.
“You are now, but what if next time you’re not? You’ve been very reckless” Kingsley said calmly
“You’re not my mother” Mia sneered at him.
Kingsley looked at her, his expression hardening “Maybe not, but it’s not ok for you to scare us like this. Dora said you’ve been doing cocaine; that’s not like you, Mia.”
Mia shifted uncomfortably in her seat, eyeing Kingsley cautiously. He wasn’t usually one to talk with her on this personal level, even after he and Tonks started dating and Mia had been spending more time with him.
“Maybe this is the new me” she mumbled, sipping her coffee once more.
“No, this is the ‘you’ that you are using as a shield.” Kingsley said matter of fact.
“We know you miss Sirius, Mia, but lean on us to help you get through it. Not alcohol or drugs” Bill said softly.
“Or airman’s dicks” Tonks said, winking at Mia.
Penelope and Mia laughed while Kingsley’s face twisted in embarrassment.
“He called this morning, by the way” Tonks added.
“Fuck” Mia breathed, pressing her forehead into the heels of her hands. “He’s going to think I’m in to him like that now”
“Yep, probably” Penelope said flatly, not letting her forget she disapproved of the events of the previous night. “He wanted to come over here to check on you. You just had to pick the one that was already pining for you.”
“Why are you being a bitch?” Mia snapped
“Why are you being a c—“Penelope began, but Bill interjected.
“OK, ok, let’s not go there right now!”
A silence fell amongst them as Mia and Penelope exchanged glances. She knew she had gone too far the night before; consequences for her actions were starting to catch up with her. She could call Penelope a bitch all she wanted, but she knew deep down she deserved the attitude she was getting.
“Was the airman at least decent??” Tonks asked slyly, breaking the tension.
“Well, he certainly wasn’t Remus…” Mia gave her a small smile.
“Stop talking stop talking stop talking” Kingsley said, covering his ears. “I don’t need to hear that”
The group laughed, Tonks grinning furiously and kissing Kingsley on the cheek.
“In all seriousness though, Mia, we really are worried.” Bill said.
“I guess I’ve maybe been an asshole...” Mia said, picking at her fingernails
“Yes, you have” Penelope snorted into her cup.
Mia didn’t even glare or roll her eyes, because she knew Penelope was right.
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