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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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“Don’t leave me!”
Mia was in tears as she begged Remus to stay. He was finishing the last of the protective enchantments, ensuring no one unwelcome could get into their flat that night.
“I have to, I can’t stay; my transformation gives off too much magical energy for a muggle apartment building” he said heavily.
“But headquarters was in a muggle neighborhood, why can’t you put those enchantments up?”
“It would take many more wands than just Remus and I to do that kind of magic” Kingsley said, stepping forward and trying to be reassuring. “You’re now under the Fidelius charm, and with the other wards we designed, we think you guys will be safe in here.”
Remus looked at the clock on the wall “Alright, I’ve got to go, I’ll be back first thing in the morning”
“No!” she pleaded, wrapping her arms around him as tears stained her cheeks “Stay a little longer, please?”
“I can’t, moonrise is in a half hour; I should’ve been gone already”
He pulled away, grabbing his travelling cloak off the coatrack.
“Just wait one second!” she snapped, nearly hysterical.
She grabbed his forearm, both of them jumping at the zap from her palm against his skin. She looked to her hand and to him a couple times as he stared at her intently, but knew he didn’t have time to ask her what it was they had both just felt. He threw his traveling cloak over his shoulders, her crying ramping back up.
“I’m sorry— I love you” he said as he kissed her forehead.
“No no no— Remus— please!” she sobbed, clawing at him to hold her
He wouldn’t meet her eyes this time as he pulled away, disapparating quickly. Mia saw the edges of her vision become blurred as she began breathing rapidly. She grabbed her calming draught off the table next to her and dropped a couple drops on her tongue, the effects kicking in almost instantaneous as she slunk over to the couch.
“Dora stopped by her parents’ house this afternoon; she’ll be here in a minute.” Kingsley said, looking at Mia sympathetically. “The only people who can get through the enchantments are members of the Order, and Penelope.”
He watched as Mia curled herself into a tight ball on the couch, her eyes bloodshot from her tears.
“Hey…” he knelt down in front of her, smiling reassuringly, his crisp white teeth popping against his dark skin. “You are going to be safe, Mia— we made sure of that”
“Ok” she whispered through a sniffle, nodding stiffly.
“I’m just a patronus away” he said, “Anything strange happens, I want to know”
“Thanks, Kingsley” Penelope said.
He nodded to both of them, disapparating with a soft pop. Mia squeezed out a few silent tears before Penelope was thrusting a mug of hot cocoa at her, topped with a full layer of mini marshmallows.
“We’re going to be alright, let’s try to have some fun”

Tonks arrived in a bright fuchsia satin pajama set, her hair matching the vibrant color perfectly. She had two shopping bags in her hand, and a box of pumpkin pasties under the crook of her other arm.
“I bought us matching pajamas!” Tonks exclaimed, bumping into and knocking over one of the dining chairs as she bustled into the flat.
“Tonks you klutz” Penelope giggled, taking the box of pumpkin pasties from her and setting them on the table.
“Mum needed to stop by Madam Malkin’s so I went with her— here, yours are blue” Tonks said as she handed Penelope her bag. “And Mia, yours are green. They were on sale and I thought they were so cute!”
Mia rose from the couch and walked over to Tonks, who had the shopping bag outstretched in front of her.
“Thanks Tonks, these look nice” she said, admiring Tonks’s set that she was wearing.
Tonks grinned furiously, her eyes now catching Mia’s attention. Her irises were the same vibrant shade of fuchsia as her hair and pajamas.
“Oh my god your eyes are so cool” Mia breathed “I want to be a metamorphmagus”
“Yeah, you would— because it’s awesome” Tonks winked, kicking her shoes off. “Now go change— both of you!”
Mia stepped inside her room and changed, attempting to give herself a mental pep talk. Kingsley and Remus made great wards; you’re going to be ok. The pajamas were extremely comfortable, the satin feeling cool and slick against her skin. The emerald green hue paired nicely with her pale skin and dark hair, Mia feeling a pang of jealousy that she couldn’t make her hair nor her eyes coordinate with her pajamas like Tonks did.
A shadow moved across her bedroom, making her jump almost to the ceiling. She heard a tap on the window pane, her body flooding ice cold as she feared Fenrir Greyback had come to collect her. She drew her wand, approaching the bedroom window with her heartbeat in her ears. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she looked outside the window cautiously.
“Goddamnit Lionel” She said under her breath, feeling immense relief.
She let the tawny owl back inside. He hooted softly as he landed on his perch by the dresser— she had forgotten she let him out for a night flight, and was thankful owls were immune to the protective enchantments. She gave him a treat and stroked his feathers, taking a few deep breaths before making her way to the kitchen to make herself another cup of hot cocoa.
“Tonks, you want a glass of wine? Hot cocoa? Firewhisky?” Mia asked as she clanked around the kitchen.
“Nah, I’m ok, just water, thanks!” Tonks called from the living room, poking at the VCR in confusion. “Damn muggle contraptions…”
Mia’s hands shook as she filled Tonks’s cup with ice, coming down from the rush of adrenaline. She still feared that at any moment, a fully transformed werewolf would break through the door, sinking his teeth into her. The wards are strong; you will be fine she told herself as she shakily poured water from the pitcher, splashing some of it on the counter. She siphoned the water with her wand, her eye catching a bottle of peppermint schnapps that was pushed up against the backsplash, along with Remus’s scotch, and a few bottles of wine. She looked over her shoulder—Tonks and Penelope were distracted fiddling with the VCR. Her calming draught really only worked for the physical symptoms of anxiety, just a little bit of liquid courage would ease her tension. You promised yourself no alcohol as a coping mechanism she fought with herself, her eyes darting back and forth between the bottle and her cup. But it might make this night easier. Grabbing the bottle and looking back over her shoulder, she splashed some of the liquor into her cocoa. Just for today, then no more. You’d be drinking if you went out tonight anyway.
The girls put on a movie, but about half way through they quit paying attention and ended up turning it off. Mia had begun to relax; the peppermint schnapps indeed working better to ease her paranoia then she had anticipated. She felt a little guilty that she had hidden the liquor from her friends; maybe if she had poured a glass of wine, they wouldn’t’ve even blinked. Penelope was drinking, she could too right? Or would they consider her drinking tonight, of all nights, a poor way to cope? The girls had gotten to chatting as they snacked on pumpkin pasties and licorice wands, and as Mia got up to get another drink, rather than just pour herself a glass of wine, she made another mug of cocoa— not lacking its secret ingredient.
“So how did you and Kingsley come about?” Penelope asked, yanking a licorice wand apart with her teeth as she spoke.
“Oh, I’d been into him since I was an Auror in training. He was always so handsome and professional— never gave any sign that he was into me. I couldn’t stop thinking about him, so one day I just grew a pair and walked up to him, and asked him out for a butterbeer. To my surprise, he said yes” Tonks giggled, smiling a wide, toothy grin.
“yeah, I figured you two were going to start fucking by the way you made eyes at him at Order meetings” Mia snorted as she trotted back into the living room, steaming mug in tow. “I had bet Sirius 10 galleons you two would be shagging by Christmas; I won, of course”
“Yeah, he walked in on us one day at headquarters!! I was so embarrassed; Kingsley was very irritated that he didn’t knock.” Tonks laughed.
The room went quiet for a minute as everyone thought of Sirius; Penelope’s hand instinctively brushed her other wrist where his watch was fastened, the long sleeve pajama top concealing it from the girls.
“Let’s play a game” Tonks said, breaking the silence. “Truth or dare? Is that what the muggles call it?”
Mia and Penelope snickered and made faces as Tonks rolled her eyes.
“What’s the matter, scared??” she jeered
“Truth or Dare??” Penelope teased, giggling. “How old are we??”
“Oh come on, Penny, it’ll be fun” Tonks said grinning. “I’ll go first. Mia, Truth or Dare?”
“Dare” Mia with an eye roll.
“I dare you, to send a patronus to Kingsley, asking him to come here, and then get him to go get us a pizza!” Tonks said, giggling furiously.
“Oh he’ll be so irritated that we called him for just a pizza!” Mia said chuckling.
“Hey, they said not to leave the flat— do they expect us to starve??” Tonks teased as she shoved a pumpkin pastie in her mouth, whole.
“Is that why you wanted to play— to get a pizza?” Penelope jeered, taking a sip of her wine.
“Maybe” she laughed “now, Mia, you have to do your dare”
“Fine” Mia groaned playfully, and cast her silver wolf.
The patronus went running through the wall and disappeared, Penelope eyeing it with admiration.
“Can you teach me to do that?” she asked sheepishly
“Of course” Mia winked.
It was only a moment later when Kingsley popped into the middle of the living room, concern plastered across his face.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his face turning into more of a scowl when seeing the three girls relaxing on the floor in their pajamas.
“We need you to get us a pizza” Mia said, trying to keep a straight face. “Please”
“You need… a pizza?” Kingsley asked, his eyes narrowing. “You couldn’t’ve just said that in your message?”
The three girls couldn’t contain their laughter and broke into a fit of giggles, making Kingsley huff in irritation.
“Please, my love, I’m hungry” Tonks said, brushing her hand across her stomach
“Fine” he said through gritted teeth.
“Just cheese— Thin crust, extra sauce— Make sure they...”
“Make sure they don’t burn it, I know,” He said, scratching his smooth, bald head. “I’ll be back in a minute— seriously Dora, if you wanted a pizza, you should’ve just said so. I was worried”
He gave her a disapproving look and disapparated. The girls laughed again, taking sips of their cups and cracking jokes about Kingsley.
“Ok, my turn. Tonks, truth or dare?” Mia asked, her eyebrows raising.
“Truth!”
“Why does Kingsley call you Dora?”
“It’s what my parents call me” she said simply, shrugging her shoulders. “He wanted something different to call me besides my surname if we were going to date”
“Mia, Truth or dare!” Penelope said, swaying slightly from her few glasses of wine.
“Truth”
“Best sex you’ve ever had— who was it with?”
“Ohmygod Penny!” Mia cried, crinkling her nose. “Remus— He’s the only one who has gotten me to finish”
“Shut up!” Penelope laughed “What about Brogan Murphy in 5^th year? You spent every Thursday after Potions in one of the broom closets with him for what— nearly 3 months?”
“His middle name might as well have been jack-hammer— he was always so selfish” Mia sighed, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. “I’m telling you guys, there is a reason I was willing to risk everything to keep shagging my teacher— he was so worth it”
The girls giggled furiously as Mia air-mimed an approximate measurement.
“He does this thing with his fingers…” Mia had begun to say, trying to show them with her hand as Kingsley popped back into the living room, pizza in tow.
“Do not finish that sentence until I am gone” he said flatly, his face twisting in embarrassment as he handed Tonks the pizza and turned to leave. “Now, is there anything else I can get you girls to avoid a patronus in ten minutes?” he asked, a note of irritation in his voice.
“No, my love, thank you” Tonks said sweetly.
His pop of disapparation was followed by another furious fit of giggles. The girls dug into the pizza, burning their mouths on the piping hot cheese. Mia relished in the flavors melding together in her mouth— she was thankful that despite her constant anxiety, her appetite seemed to be back to normal.
“Penelope, truth or dare” Tonks said, a mouthful of pizza.
“Dare!” Penelope cried, louder than normal due to her being on her 5^th glass of wine.
“I dare you…” Tonks began, but paused to laugh for a moment. “To call that wanker airman, Eric, and ask him out.”
“WHAT??” Penelope and Mia both cried, laughing so hard their ribs hurt.
“But he has the hots for Mia!” Penelope snorted. “She fucked him in a bathroom!”
“Could we not bring that up??” Mia groaned, blushing.
“That’s why it’ll be funny!” Tonks said. She grinned at Penelope mischievously “…unless you’re a chicken”
Penelope scoffed and stood up, adjusting her blue pajama top as her nose upturned. She began walking to the phone pompously, swaying as she stepped.
“Penny, you don’t have to!” Mia cried, laughing. “Seriously Pen— Penelope Elizabeth Clearwater!— put down the phone!!”
“Oh no— I don’t want Tonks to think I’m a chicken!” Penelope called over her shoulder, dialing on the number pad. “Hi, can I speak with Eric Richardson, please?”
Mia and Tonks were cackling furiously, Penelope’s voice nearly inaudible as she turned her back to them as she spoke.
“Nymphadora Tonks, you are evil” Mia snorted
“Don’t call me that!” she snickered, throwing a napkin at her. “Maybe it’ll get him off your back and onto hers— it’s been a while since she’s been on a date”
“He’s not going to say yes, you’re only embarrassing her!”
“Great, Friday night works perfect.” they heard Penelope say, making them crane their necks to see her in the kitchen. “7:00 at the bistro on 7^th. It’s a date.”
She hung the phone up and sauntered back over to them, plopping down in her spot where she was before.
“Friday night?” Mia asked incredulously.
“Yes. He said yes, and is taking me to dinner” Penelope said smugly, picking up another piece of pizza.
“No shit!” Tonks cried, smacking Mia playfully on the arm as she gave her a surprised smile.
Penelope turned her nose up at Tonks. “You’re lucky he’s handsome, otherwise my Friday would suck worse. He seems to have the emotional capacity of a teaspoon.”
“Oh, and Percy Weasley was better?” Mia jeered.
More giggle fits erupted from them, Penelope waving her hands to try to quiet them.
“Hey, I was 17 and he was my first serious boyfriend…” she started, throwing a throw pillow from the couch at Mia. “Percy was a good conversationalist though!”
“Yeah, when he was talking about being Head Boy” Mia said cynically.
“Shut up!” Penelope giggled, her words slurring slightly.
“Could Percy make you finish?” Mia taunted, raising one brow.
“SHUT UP!” Penelope howled, more giggles erupting from her as she flushed scarlet.
“Maybe Eric can…” Mia teased with a shrug.
“Stop, you’re terrible!! I’m not going to shag him— the only reason I am stuck going to dinner is because Tonks is a sadist!” Penelope cried, chucking a throw pillow at Mia.
Tonks cackled as she bit into another bite of pizza, her inner prankster satisfied at making Penelope squirm. Mia shielded her face, the pillow bouncing off her arms and into the middle of the pizza.
“Well, pretty sure it’s been a while since you’ve had some cock…” she said as she waved her wand over the pillow to clean the sauce and cheese that stuck to it. “It’s decent, I promise”
“Stop!!” Penelope shrieked with laughter, her face turning almost purple she was blushing so much.
The girls all laughed so hard their ribs were hurting. They held their sides as they fought to regain control of their breathing.
“Alright alright alright” Mia said, stifling the last of her chuckles with a deep breath “Truth or dare, Nymphadora”
She enunciated Nymphadora slowly, for which Tonks rolled her eyes at.
“Dare, bitch, let’s see what you got”
“Ok, I’ve got a bottle of firewhisky in the cabinet. You have to do 8 shots in a row, and if you puke, you have to start over!” Mia cried, cackling maniacally.
“I can’t do that” Tonks said simply.
“You have to, it’s your dare!” Penelope cried, poking her shoulder “If I had to ask out airman douchebag, then you have to start shooting”
“No, I really can’t do it” She said, smiling broadly.
“What’s the matter Tonks; can dish it but can’t take it?” Mia jeered.
“I can’t do it, because I’m pregnant.”
“WHAT!?” Penelope and Mia both shouted.
“Does Kingsley know??” Penelope asked as her mouth hung open in surprise.
“Of course, why do you think he was so nice about getting us pizza? I’ve told him the baby has been craving pizza lately. Unsure if that’s true or just me, but it works.” Tonks shrugged.
“How far along are you?” Mia asked, eyeing her furiously.
“Pretty far, I’m due in April.” She said grinning.
“Wait…” Penelope’s brow furrowed.
Tonks giggled, and before their eyes, a baby bump appeared, as if it had always been there.
“What the— how did you hide that?” Mia asked, her eyes bugging in disbelief.
“I’m a metamorphmagus, duh” Tonks rolled her eyes, chuckling.
“That’s why you didn’t drink when we were at Top Hats….” Penelope said under her breath, putting the pieces together.
“Why didn’t you tell me when you found out?” Mia asked incredulously
Tonks shrugged “you were kind of being an asshole at the time”
Mia felt a familiar rush of shame; she indeed, had been a terrible friend at the time. So terrible, one of her best friends didn’t tell her she was pregnant. The mood in the room went from lighthearted and fun to heavy, the air weighed down with past baggage and guilt. Mia looked to her mug of cocoa, her hidden booze making her think maybe she still was an asshole.
“Tonks… I’m sorry…” she said slowly, her brow furrowing.
“It’s alright; Kingsley also wanted to wait to tell people anyway. It came as a nasty shock to him when I told him— it’s not like this was planned”
Mia nodded, but didn’t look reassured.
“Really, Mia, its ok— don’t beat yourself up.” Tonks said, taking her hand and squeezing it. “It’s a boy, by the way”
“Wow, well, congrats” Penelope said
“I’m such a shitty friend” Mia said quietly, taking a sip of her spiked cocoa, letting the peppermint burn her throat.
“You’re not a shitty friend” Tonks said, looking at her reassuringly.
“I’ve been hiding schnapps in my cocoa all night” she said flatly, unsure if it was the peppermint schnapps itself or the guilt that made her confess.
Penelope yanked the mug from Mia’s hand and sniffed, her nose crinkling from the strong scent of alcohol.
“Damn— how much did you put in here?” she breathed as she handed the cup back to Mia “Why did you feel like you had to hide that? If you wanted a glass of wine, you could’ve had one”
“I thought if I had a glass of wine you’d take it from me, since I was stressed about Greyback” Mia said quietly
“So you decided to secretly use alcohol as a coping mechanism like we’ve agreed not to how many times now?” Penelope sneered.
Mia’s shoulders hunched forward as she felt shameful— shameful for spiking her drink, shameful for hiding it. Tonks held a hand up to silence Penelope, who was ready to go off on a tangent.
“Its girl’s night, Mia, we wouldn’t’ve thought twice if you had a drink—“ Tonks started.
“But you hiding it is concerning” Penelope finished for her.
“I shouldn’t’ve hid it, I’m sorry” Mia said, tucking her legs to her chest and resting her chin on her kneecaps.
“If you want a drink, just be honest. And if you’re feeling stressed like you need a drink, talk to us instead— talk to us about how you’re feeling”
“Penny, when have I ever been good at talking about my feelings?” Mia scoffed.
“Never, but that’s the problem— plus, didn’t your counselor encourage you to talk about how you feel more?”
“Maybe” she grumbled sheepishly, rolling her eyes.
“Don’t turn into Remus, who drowns himself in a bottle of scotch when he’s feeling blue— I’m surprised he’s not a full blown alcoholic by now”
“He’s not that bad…” Mia protested.
“How many bottles of scotch were there at his cottage when we found him?” Penelope said, her brow raising “50? 70?”
“Seriously?” Tonks said in disbelief.
“Yeah, he had broken up with Mia maybe 8 months before, and I’m pretty sure he sat in the same armchair the whole time and just drank. It was bad— his place was a wreck” Penelope said to Tonks, making Mia roll her eyes. “Don’t you roll your eyes, you know it was bad— Remus is an extremely clean roommate and his place was piled with trash when we found him.”
“That was nearly two years ago, he hasn’t done that since” Mia said irritably.
“Not to that extent, but I still see a glass of scotch in his hand every time he’s feeling even remotely upset. He drank a lot right after Sirius died, while you were locked in your bedroom” Penelope said “Alcohol isn’t a coping mechanism— just promise me you will try other things to cope before you start boozing your drinks— and if you want a glass of something, just don’t hide it”
“I’m sorry” Mia whispered, feeling a sure of guilt.
She knew she should’ve just poured herself a glass of wine, no good could come of trying to hide from her friends. Tonks gave her a sympathetic smile, grabbing her hand and placing it to her stomach.
“Let’s lighten the mood” She said softly “Here, want to feel him kick?”
Mia felt a small punch on her palm as her hand was pressed to Tonks’s belly. She smiled broadly, giggling softly.
“Hey buddy” she whispered to Tonks’s stomach “I can’t wait to meet you”
“I want to feel!” Penelope exclaimed, reaching her hand over.
The girls laughed as they held their hands to Tonks’s baby bump, feeling the little fetus kick and punch their hands.
“Is this why you’re on desk duty at work??” Mia asked suddenly, connecting the dots in her mind. “I thought it was because you kept putting dungbombs in Dawlish’s desk”
“Yes, it’s for this little guy’s safety” she said, patting her stomach. “However, I do put a dungbomb in both Dawlish and Williamson’s desks every Thursday; they put enchantments on it to try to keep me out, but I always break them in the end”
The girls laughed as Tonks described the lengths that she had to go to break into her co-workers desks just to prank them, her face beaming with pride and mischief.
“Well, I guess it’s my turn, Penny, truth or dare?” she added to the end of her dungbomb rant.
“Oh, no no no…” Mia laughed, splashing her boozy cocoa slightly as she readjusted her seated position “You couldn’t do my dare so I have to give you another one”
“Alright, what’ll you have me do? —that doesn’t injure my unborn child of course”
Mia bust out into giggles, grinning wickedly. “You have to send a patronus to Kingsley, and ask him to get us cheesecake”
The girls busted out into more laughter, knowing that by the end of it, Kingsley was going to hate his evening.
Remus had a particularly tough transformation this cycle, feeling much more ill and sore than he usually did the morning after the full moon. He attributed this to extra stress on leaving Mia for the evening, despite knowing his and Kingsley’s enchantments were top notch. Arthur had let him stay in the Weasley’s cellar for the night, offering him to stay for most of the day and recover at the Burrow. Arthur found Remus in the morning looking rather sickly; he hesitated when Remus asked him to side along apparate him back to Mia’s flat before it was most likely safe for him to do so.
Arthur and Remus appeared in the living room of the girl’s flat with a soft pop, Remus stumbling when his feet hit solid ground.
“Where are they?” Arthur asked, looking around at the mess of the pizza box, cheesecake to-go containers and blankets strewn about the living room.
Remus poked his head through the door way of their bedroom to see Penelope, Tonks and Mia all piled into one bed, sleeping soundly. He smiled at how peaceful she looked; he hoped that she had gotten a decent night sleep despite her nerves.
“They’re still sleeping; looks like they had a good time last night” Remus said, hobbling to the couch and laying down slowly.
“What can I get you?” Arthur asked, helping Remus steady himself on the couch.
“Ah, nothing Arthur— I’ll be fine, thanks” he said, waving a hand to dismiss him. “I’ve been doing this for a long time now. I can’t thank you and Molly enough for everything you done for us, though. Thank you.”
“Nothing of it” Arthur said with a warm smile. “Send word if you need anything”
Arthur disapparated, leaving Remus in the very quiet flat. He closed his eyes, only to rest them for a moment, but drifted off to sleep.

“Remus, you look like shit.” A voice said, waking him from his deep sleep. He blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes, seeing Tonks come into view. Her vibrant fuchsia hair and pajamas were a little too bright of a color for his eyes to handle this soon from waking up, making him squint sleepily at her.
“Where’s Mia?” he asked, his voice hoarse from his mouth and throat feeling extra dry.
“Sleeping; we didn’t expect you to be back this early or she probably would’ve wanted to be awake already.”
“Did she have any nightmares last night?” he asked, trying to sit up slightly.
“No, none that I know of; pretty sure she’s been out cold since midnight. Must’ve been the schnapps” Tonks shrugged, walking in to the kitchen and clanking around for coffee mugs. “She spiked her hot cocoa most of the night— tried to hide it”
Remus sighed heavily, rubbing his face. “I’ll talk to her”
“We already did— you should drink some coffee though, really, you look like you could use it”
“Alright, is there a pain potion in the pantry also?” he asked “if so, please bring me one”
Once Remus got a good look at Tonks, his eyes widened at the sight of her stomach.
“Uh— are you… pregnant??”
“Yeah, I’m having a boy in April— Surprise!!” she threw her hands up playfully, her face beaming.
“How have you kept that hidden??”
Tonks rolled her eyes “you all forget— I’m a metamorphmagus”
“Shit— well, congrats” he said, trying to wrap his head around the news.
Tonks clanked around some more, knocking over her cup of coffee and swearing loudly. Remus put a hand to his face and chuckled; Poor Tonks was a bull in a china cabinet. Her loud cursing woke Penelope and Mia up, both of them slinking out of the bedroom yawning and rubbing their eyes. Mia caught the sight of Remus out of the corner of her eye and did a double take,
“Remus!” she cried, scurrying over to him on the couch and throwing her arms around him.
He let out a grunt as she hugged him, her embrace a little painful this morning.
“Sorry” she giggled, running her hand through his hair and looking at him “you look like shit”
“Thanks” he muttered cynically, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
Tonks came bustling over with a cup of coffee and a pain potion for him, which Mia took from her and set them down on the coffee table. She helped him sit up, then handed him his pain potion with a warm smile. He gulped it down greedily, chasing it with a swig of coffee after she handed him his cup.
“How was last night?” he asked as he swallowed.
“Great, we had a good time” she said smiling. “Although, I think Kingsley hates us…”
Tonks, Penelope and she exchanged giggles as Penelope began picking up the trash they had left strewn about. The girls cleaned the flat for a few minutes until Tonks insisted she had to get home, and Penelope retreated to her room to shower. Mia snuggled up on the couch next to Remus— His clothes had a slight musty smell to them from spending the night in the Weasley’s cellar, but she didn’t mind. She was just glad to have him home.
“So Tonks is pregnant”
“Yeah, I saw” Remus chuckled “Bet Kingsley got a bit of a shock when he found out”
“Yeah, no kidding” she said, fidgeting with a button on his shirt during a pause in their conversation.
“So what was that last night?” he asked, Mia able to feel his voice reverberate in his chest as he spoke. “When you grabbed me?”
“I don’t know” she said “it’s been happening a lot, when I get upset or scared. I shouldn’t be losing control; I’m way too old for that”
“Expressing your pent up energy with a magical response maybe…?” he pondered.
“I don’t know, honestly” she repeated. “Question— did you blast Fenrir off of me? The day my dad died?””
“No” he said as he shifted slightly “I saw him get blasted back, but I didn’t see who did it”
“There was a wall behind us, and he flew backwards, rather than to the side. Do you think I could’ve done that?”
“Wandless? That’s highly doubtful. Transfiguring your wand into a hairpin is one thing, but dueling spells are a whole different animal.”
“It just doesn’t make sense”
“You also were injured, so you might be remembering it different than what happened…” he began
“I know what I saw!” she snapped
“Ok, ok.” He said quickly “you could always get a book from the library on wandless magic, see if there is any information on why you are experiencing what you are?”
She pursed her lips curiously and pondered this for a moment; that was a good idea he had given her. Why hadn’t she thought to hit the library before?
“Maybe I’ll stop by one day this week, after work” She shrugged.
“Take Tonks, I don’t want you going alone.” Remus said firmly
“So what, am I just going to have to live in constant fear that that psycho is coming for me?” she said irritably.
“No— just, please— take Tonks with you if are going after work one day, just in case” Remus said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear “You said he waited until you were alone to make himself known, if he is following you, he won’t approach you if she is with you.”
Mia sighed heavily. “Alright, I’ll bring her with me; I promise I won’t go alone.”
“Good girl” he said, giving her a slight squeeze “If only it were that easy to get you to listen to me every time I make a suggestion”
“Shut up” she laughed, smacking his chest playfully and rolled her eyes.
He tickled her, laughing as she squealed for mercy. When he let up, she nuzzled her head into his chest and traced circles along his collarbone, feeling comforted by his arm around her, holding her to him.
“Why did you hide your drinking last night?”
“Which one said something?” she snapped, popping her head up to look at him.
“It doesn’t matter— why did you hide it?”
“What do you want me to say, Remus? Yes I spiked my cocoa, I shouldn’t’ve hid it but I did. I hid it because I thought if I had a glass of wine they’d take it from me, and I felt like I needed a drink. I fessed up and Penelope already ripped me for it”
He sighed heavily “Just don’t be like me, scotch has been my crutch for many years”
Mia nodded and they fell silent. She had always pushed her feelings aside in fear of looking weak (Byrne women were strong, as Susan pounded into her head) but with Remus she knew she could be vulnerable. He wouldn’t look down on her for being afraid or being weak— or being human.
“Promise me you won’t try to hide this anymore?” Remus said, breaking the silence.
“mhmm” Mia hummed.
“Promise me, Mia.” He said insistently
“alright alright” she grumbled. “I promise”
He traced circled on her back as they lay there silent again, Mia half hanging off the couch, as it was not quite big enough for the two of them.
“He scares me— Greyback, I mean” she said softly after a minute. “I don’t know why I am so afraid of him, but honestly, he scares me more than Dolohov does”
“He will feed on that— the more afraid of him you are, the more power he has over you”
“I don’t want him to have power over me” Mia whispered.
Remus gave her a soft squeeze as he kissed her forehead.
“Then don’t give it to him— don’t let him see your fear.”
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