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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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Author's notes: This chapter jumps perspective quite a bit, I hope that doesn't make it too chaotic to read!

“No, no— absolutely not” Harry said as he surveyed the group “I won’t allow you to risk your lives for me”
“Everyone here is of age, Potter” Moody growled “they know the risks, and are free to choose”
16 people stood in the living room of 4 Privet Drive, 7 of which ready to take polyjuice potion to transform into a carbon copy of Harry Potter himself.
“Having 8 of you instead of 1 really is a brilliant plan…” Tonks said reassuringly.
He sighed, looking amongst the group of people who had become his best friends and family. Remus clasped a hand on his shoulder, giving him a confident nod.
“They don’t know you’re being moved tonight— this is simply a precaution”
Hermione came up behind Harry and clipped a lock of his hair as George divided up 7 cups of polyjuice potion. He glowered at her as he grasped the back of his head, muttering under his breath as she and the rest of the decoys all added his hair to their cups. The potion bubbled for a moment, and then turned a bright, brilliant shade of gold.
“Bottoms up!” Fred and George called in unison.
“Wow Harry, you look much more delicious than Crabbe or Goyle did!” Hermione said, downing a large gulp of her potion.
Everyone followed her lead, taking a hearty swig. Mia felt the thick potion go all the way down her throat and into her stomach, its viscosity extremely off-putting. She took another swig, forcing herself to choke it down before she began to feel the effects of the potion. Her entire body prickled with an uncomfortable chill as she watched her hands morph before her eyes into hands that resembled Harry’s. She reached up and felt her hair; it was short, thick, and felt completely foreign to her. She felt her neck— no bite scar, no mark. She looked around at the numerous Harry’s before her, all feeling their own faces and hair in awe. They were all identical.
“Bill, don’t ‘ook at me— I’m ‘ideous!” Fleur gasped
“Alright, get changed into these clothes!” Moody barked as he threw a large sack in the middle of the group “and don’t forget the glasses!”
The seven fake Harrys changed quickly into identical outfits, stripping without any regard of showing off Harry’s birthday suit to the others.
“I knew Ginny was lying about your tattoo, Harry!” Ron called as he examined his bare chest.
Mia instinctively reached for the gold band on her wrist, wondering if she should take it off so she was truly identical with the others. The jacket they were all wearing was long sleeved, so she decided against it and just yanked the sleeve down over it. She tugged at her engagement ring, taking a few seconds to wrench it off; Harry’s fingers were thicker than hers.
“Now, Susan and Mia, your portkey to the Burrow from is first to activate— make sure you don’t miss it” Moody ordered.
“I’ve got the whisk sitting on my coffee table, its ready to go” Susan said, nodding in return.
Moody grabbed his broom as Mundungus slinked towards him apathetically. “I’ll see you all in about an hour— remember; constant vigilance!”
Mia stepped over to Remus, handing him her dainty, glinting ring.
“Hold onto this for me? Keep it safe?”
“I can do that” he said with a small smile.
“Kiss me for good luck?”
She snaked her arms around him, his expression twisting.
“Ah— I don’t think so…” he said with an awkward chuckle.
“Oh, shut up and kiss me!”
She crashed her lips against his, his body stiffening. The group all cringed at the sight of ‘Harry’ kissing Remus on the mouth, a few audible groans going around.
“Bloody hell…” Ron said as he shielded his eyes
“That isn’t something I thought I’d ever see” Hermione whispered, her face twisting in horror.
“Ack! we’re not doing that again until the potion wears off!” Remus growled, wiping his mouth roughly.
Mia winked at him and grinned “I’ll see you at the Burrow”
She sauntered off to her mother standing ready by the door, broomstick in hand. Susan smirked at her, shaking her head slightly.
“You’re terrible” she whispered.
Mia shrugged and smiled a devilish grin “it’s fun to watch him squirm”
They all stepped out onto the lawn of 4 Privet Drive, mounting their broomsticks and thestrals as Harry and Hagrid got situated on the flying motorbike. Mia frowned as she watched Harry climb into the passenger car— that had been Sirius’s motorbike. Remus had shown her pictures of him and James riding on the back of the charmed muggle vehicle, the wind whipping their hair as Sirius laughed over and over in the pictures infinite loop. She wondered if Sirius were here today, would he be the one piloting Harry to safety? Her heart panged, longing for her best friend to wrap his arm around her and flash his signature toothy, mischievous smile. She looked to Remus, feeling comfort in his small smile as he nodded reassuringly to her. Mia nodded in return as she gripped the broom tight with her left hand as her wand was in her right, at the ready just in case. They kicked off, rising high above Little Whinging to make their journey to their portkey at Susan’s house.
Once in the air, they were swarmed; at least 30 Death Eaters began shooting curses left and right as the Harrys and their protectors began to scatter. Susan sped her broom up, the wind whipping Mia’s face as they zipped through the air. Mia saw Voldemort himself tailing them, jets of green light shooting from his wand as Susan weaved through the air. He was flying unaided, almost as if he was riding on a billowing black cloud.
“What the hell is this??” Mia screamed over the commotion, blocking and sending hexes every which way.
“We were betrayed!” Susan hissed “hang on!”
Mia sent hex after hex at Voldemort, missing him by a couple feet each time. Voldemort made a sharp turn, Moody and Mundungus speeding away and dodging curses as they saw the black cloud speed after them. Jets of light from other Death Eaters were whizzing past them, Mia and Susan throwing up shield after shield to deflect the ones bound to hit them.
“Mum, he can fly! Voldemort can fly!” Mia cried, her voice muffled by the howl of the rushing wind.
Mia gasped when she saw the familiar faces of Andrew Flint, Trevor Greentree and Michael Bobbitt amongst the swarm, their faces blank and movements robotic. They must be under the imperius curse… she thought as she deflected one of Trevor’s spells. As much as she resented the three of them for the trouble in her 7^th year at Hogwarts, she didn’t want to kill them. They were all pieces of work, but not true Death Eater material. She deflected their spells as much as she could; only sending bat bogey hexes and slug vomiting jinxes at the three of them. Susan sped towards her London home as the three former classmates became the least of their problems, ambushed by another 4 Death Eaters in masks. More jets of light came shooting towards them, and Mia felt a searing white hot heat streak across her thigh. She screamed out in agony, nearly losing her balance.
“What’s wrong?!” Susan barked
“I’m fine; keep going!”
Her left thigh had a large, bleeding gash as wide as her palm, looking to have been hit with a severing charm. She forced herself to ignore it, to focus on fighting. Her leg throbbed, the pain making her sick. She deflected spell after spell, sneaking in hexes until her wand went flying out of her hand, a Death Eater disarming her. She saw a jet of green light coming straight for her; she leaned as far as possible to one side to avoid the hit. The curse just barely missed her, but she leaned too far, losing her balance and sliding off her broomstick.
“MIA!”
“MUM!”
She watched helplessly as Susan on her broomstick tried to make a dive, but had to stop to dodge multiple killing curses shooting her way. As Susan grew smaller and smaller, Mia only heard the rush of wind in her ears as she fell through the sky.
“Dora!!” Kingsley called as Tonks and Ron flew through the wards of the Burrow.
“Kingsley, my love!” she hollered.
They ran to each other, but instead of embracing, they stopped a couple feet from each other and paused. He drew his wand and pointed it at her, and she in return. His hand shook slightly as he spoke, his voice much higher and constricted than normal.
“What did I want to name our son if he had been a girl?”
“Sophorina” Tonks said “and I told you absolutely not— that it was as bad as Nymphadora”
Kingsley lowered his wand as she ran to him. He swept her into a tight embrace and kissed her cheek, lifting her off the ground and spinning her around once before setting her back down. He pushed her violet hair out of her face as he planned a kiss on her lips.
“What kept you??” he asked breathlessly.
“Bellatrix was tailing us, I think she wants me dead just as much as Voldemort wants Harry. We missed our portkey at Auntie Muriel’s so we had to fly back— Are the others back yet?”
“We’re still waiting on Mia, Susan, Bill and Fleur”
Kingsley and Tonks turned their attention to the skies, Tonks biting her lip nervously. She took Kingsley’s hand, “Mia and Susan were supposed to be back first…” she muttered softly
“I know— George was injured, his ear was hexed off. He’s alright, but Molly can’t regrow it” he said “took Remus everything he had to hold him on the broom still”
Tonks looked around and saw Remus pacing back and forth, gaze fixed at the sky. “And Harry?”
“Safe, inside with the others”
Bill and Fleur appeared, tears flowing down Fleur’s face as they clutched their portkey. Bill and Kingsley pointed their wands at each other as Bill stepped in front of Fleur protectively.
“What did I give your son as a gift on the day he was born?” Bill asked
“A stuffed elephant— he loves it, by the way” Kingsley replied
They lowered their wands, Bill’s scarred face twisting. “Mad-Eye is dead— Mundungus took one look at Voldemort and disapparated. Mad-eye was hit and fell off his broom”
Tonks let out a squeak, burying her face into Kingsley’s shoulders. Kingsley nodded stiffly, clenching his jaw as he wrapped his arm around her.
“George is injured, he’s inside if you want to see him.”
Across the grounds from them, Remus felt like he was going to hurl. His golden bracelet was his lifeline to Mia; he was overly aware of the soft vibration against his skin. The feeling was comforting and sickening all at once, as he knew she was still alive but unsafe. He paced up and down the yard, staring at the sky, willing her and Susan to come flying though the wards. Come on come on come on he prayed over and over, checking his watch every thirty seconds, counting the minutes that they were late. He felt initial relief to see a broom come flying in, but his stomach dropped when he saw there was only one rider.
“Susan!” Molly cried as she landed “What happened, where’s Mia?”
Susan was near hysterical, unable to speak. Her whole body shook as she dismounted and dropped to her knees. Remus drew his wand and ran towards her, his heart pounding in his ears. He pushed his wand at her throat, his knuckles white from gripping so tight.
“What did you tell me when I asked you for Mia’s hand?”
Susan just sobbed, unable to answer right away.
“ANSWER ME!” he roared
“Remus, give her a moment, she’s hysterical…” Molly said
His face was turning purple as he gritted his teeth impatiently. Susan took a few gasps for air, forcing a few words between sobs.
“It’s— about— damn— t-time!” She choked
Remus took a breath and put his wand back in his pocket.
“Where is she?”
“She— she”
“SUSAN!” Remus snapped, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her.
“SHE FELL!”
“She fell— what do you mean she fell?” Tonks asked, putting a hand on Susan’s shoulder.
“She was disarmed, then she— she leaned to avoid a— a killing curse and she— she—” Susan sobbed, throwing her face into her hands “she lost her balance and fell!”
“AND YOU JUST LEFT HER???” Remus yelled
“I LOOKED EVERYWHERE!” she screamed at him “Why do you think I missed the portkey?!”
Remus gripped his hair with both hands as his whole body began to shake. He felt like the ground beneath him was spinning; he turned away from the group, making it a couple paces away before bending over and hurling. Anger flooded him as he turned back to Susan, she still sobbing uncontrollably.
“She was supposed to be safe with you!” He hissed angrily “How could you let this happen?”
Molly stepped between them, wagging her finger sternly at him.
“Remus— Enough! You’re not helping!”
Shit shit shit!
Mia dropped through the air, gaining speed as the ground came closer and closer into view. She didn’t have a wand; she was panicking, knowing very well if she hit the ground she was done for. Stop yourself she thought, wondering if she could save herself wandless. Adrenaline coursed through her as she threw her hands out in front of her, hoping for a miracle. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for impact.
“ARESTO MOMENTUM!”
The impact never came; she slowed to a halt three feet above the ground, hovering for a moment before she felt herself settle gently onto grass. Her heart was pounding in her ears as she rolled over, looking up at the sky to find it eerily calm and quiet. She then looked around, seeing soccer goals spaced out around her, realizing she landed in a sports field. Her leg throbbed and seared, her blood warm as it soaked down her jeans that now were too large for her. She reached up and felt her hair, long and smooth again. She tried to stand, but cried out and collapsed when she put weight onto her left leg.
Think Mia, think. She tore her jacket off and wrapped the sleeves around her leg, tying it tight to tourniquet her wound. She looked at her right wrist; the gold band was not vibrating. She prayed that Remus was safe at the Burrow, not dead. If I could stop myself, maybe I can heal myself. She hadn’t attempted any magic this complex wandless before, but she had to do something. She held her hands over the large wound,
“Episky!” she cried, but nothing happened “goddammit— EPISKY!”
She grunted in frustration and looked up at the starry sky. She felt woozy and nauseas as her leg throbbed in time with her heartbeat, the stars spinning slightly before her.
I’m so fucked.
“Somebody needs to retrieve their bodies…” Tonks said softly
“Mia’s not dead— yet, at least” Remus snarled
He shot Susan a sideways glance and held up his vibrating bracelet.
“Bodies, what do you mean bodies?” Susan asked through her sniffles.
Kingsley kneeled beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Susie… Mad- Eye is dead.” he said gently.
Susan let out a mournful wail; Moody had been her mentor, her first partner on the force. Kingsley hugged her tightly as she buried her face into his shoulder. Bill kissed Fleur on the cheek, and then picked up one of the broomsticks lying in the middle of the yard.
“I’ll go and get Mad-Eye’s body” he offered.
“Take Fred with you” Arthur nodded to him “Remus, let’s go find Mia; Susan, around where did you lose her?”
“Near the sports park, but we might’ve also been over the forest” Susan sniffed “Let me go with you”
“No— you’ve done enough!” Remus snapped irritably.
Remus mounted his brook and kicked off, Arthur giving Susan an apologetic look as he took off after him. Susan’s sobs started back up again, Molly rubbed her back and whispered soothingly to her.
“It’s not your fault, shhhh, she’ll be alright…”
“Susie, I have to get back to the prime minister; I’ll check in in the morning.” Kingsley said, scanning the sky one last time. Dora, send me a patronus if they find her before then”
“Will do” Tonks said, kissing his cheek.
“Hey—“ Kingsley turned back to Susan, giving her a small smile “she’s tough, put your faith in her— she is your daughter, after all”
She nodded, choking on a breath as she wiped her face. Everyone watched Kingsley disapparate, leaving behind the sound of Susan’s sobs in the middle of the lawn.
Mia lay in the soccer field for what felt like an eternity, racking her brain on how she was going to get to the Burrow. She had originally ruled out apparating, knowing she would most likely splinch herself if she tried due to her weakened state, but it seemed like the only option. She was breathing deeply, trying to calm her mind to prepare for this dangerous trip. You can do this she told herself as she took her final minute of preparation. Her leg throbbed, she felt sick, but she knew she would die here if she didn’t move. She closed her eyes and concentrated hard on the Burrow, but didn’t disapparate. She felt foggy, weak; she just wanted to rest her eyes. Just for a minute, then she’d go. She certainly wouldn’t sleep.
“Shit!” a voice said, her mind snapping back to reality “IT’S HER!”
She blinked a couple times as Arthur came in and out of focus. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but the moon was much higher in the sky than when she closed her eyes. He picked her up and began running with her. She struggled to keep her eyes open; she was so tired.
“Remus, I’ve got her!”
“Where’s my mum?” she slurred
“Ohmygod her leg!” she heard Remus shout.
“She’s bleeding bad, no time to waste; we need to apparate back”
The last thing she remembered is the familiar tug behind her navel, her eyes much too heavy to keep open.
Opening her eyes, Mia was slightly disoriented as the living room of the Burrow came into focus. Her mouth felt dry and stale, her body stiff as if she hadn’t moved in days. She adjusted herself, noticing her thigh bandaged and propped up with a couple hand crocheted throw pillows. She was dressed in a tank top and shorts that weren’t hers, she assuming they must be Ginny’s. She turned her head to see Remus, his eyes bloodshot and face pale and unshaven, looking very much relieved.
“She’s awake!” he called “Mia, how are you feeling?”
“You look like shit” she grumbled, blinking at him a few times.
Remus chuckled, his eyes twinkling at her. “Well, I can’t say you look your best either”
“Oh, my sweet girl!”
Susan ran into the room, throwing her arms around Mia and beginning to sob.
“Mum…” Mia said, her voice muffled from Susan’s tight embrace.
“I thought I had lost you…”
“It’s alright, I saw them start shooting curses at you when I fell, you had to stay focused or they’d have gotten you”
“I’ll never forgive myself…”
“MUM! It’s not your fault!” Mia growled, sitting up in an attempt to stand.
“Don’t stand up, my dear” Molly said as she bustled around the couch “Your leg isn’t strong enough yet.”
“You couldn’t heal it?”
“It was hit with dark magic, it’s going to take a couple weeks to heal fully, and you’ll need to take special potions 3 times a day.”
“I lost my wand, they disarmed me and it went flying…”
“I found it” Susan said. She pulled out Mia’s acacia wood wand from the pocket of her robes and handed it to her. “Took me hours, but I was always very good at summoning charms. I wish we had the same luck with Mad-Eye, though”
“What do you mean?” Mia asked, her brow furrowing
“We lost Mad-Eye, Mundungus apparated when he saw Voldemort and he was killed as a result. Bill and Fred couldn’t recover his body.” Susan said sadly.
“Fucking Mundungus!— Mum, I’m so sorry, I know how much he meant to you…”
“It’s alright, sweetie. You know what he would say if he were here; constant vigilance, and learn from his death.” Susan said, mustering up a small, fake smile.
Mia sighed heavily; Sirius, her father, Dumbledore, Moody— how many more would have to die?
“How long have I been out for?”
“Two days” Remus said
“Two days?! I had to work yesterday— shit I have to work today, shit shit shit!”
“Don’t worry, its ok” he said calmly. “Susan told Delphinus you had an accident and needed the week off.”
“No, I can’t miss that many days of work!” she said, sitting up and swinging her good leg around to stand. “What time is it?”
“Mia, don’t stand up!” Remus barked
She didn’t listen, and let out a shriek as she collapsed under the weight the weight of her injured leg, the pain feeling like her entire leg was splitting in half down to her ankle.
“I told you not to stand up” he growled as he picked her up and set her onto the couch. “You’re impossible, you know that?”
Mia crossed her arms and turned her nose up. “I can’t believe you let me sleep two days.”
“Mia… how did you survive that fall without your wand? You fell over 1000 feet, you should’ve broke every bone in your body” Susan asked
“I don’t know how I did it, I just did” she said, looking at the confused faces of Remus, Susan and Molly. “I stopped myself wandless.”
“Had you been practicing that?” Remus asked, furrowing his brow
“No” she shrugged “I just did it”
“Impressive…” he whispered with a calculated expression.
“Well, however you did it, I’m thankful you are ok. Remus would’ve skinned me alive had you not made it” Susan said with a small smirk
Remus looked at her apologetically, running a hand through his hair sheepishly “I’m sorry for the way I behaved; I shouldn’t’ve gotten so angry with you…”
Susan held her hand up and shook her head “had our roles been reversed, you would’ve gotten much worse from me. No need to apologize.”
They nodded to each other smiling slightly. Mia shifted her weight groaning as he leg twanged.
“Hey— do you have my ring?” she asked
“Oh— yes I do” he pulled her ring out of his shirt pocket “here—“
He slid the ring onto her left hand, the diamond glinting in the light. Mia smiled and stroked Remus’s cheek, his stubble scratching her smooth palm.
“You need a shave— you look like you’ve been living with the werewolf pack for the last two days” she jeered
“Well, I’ve been a little busy watching over my unconscious, injured, pain-in-the-ass fiancée” he said with a coy grin
“Fiancée” She enunciated slowly “that has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”
Mia was thrilled to be home the following day; as much as she appreciated Molly’s hospitality, she just wanted to be back into her own bed. Albeit she was wishing she could get around on her own, but at least she were helpless, she would be helpless in her own flat. She couldn’t support her weight at all on her leg, needing Remus to carry her anywhere and everywhere she needed to go. He didn’t seem to mind, he never protested when she asked him to carry her to the bathroom or when she needed a snack.
She lay in bed, left leg propped up with a mountain of pillows as Remus changed her bandage. Her gash was a nasty one; palm width and a couple inches deep, exposing tissue that should not see the light of day. At least the portion of severed flesh had been part Fenrir Greyback’s scratches on that leg, but Mia was certain one scar would be replaced with another. Remus taped up her gauze bandage, then handed her three small vials of various colors.
“Don’t want to forget to take these”
“No, I’d like to be able to walk again here soon” she said flatly, downing the three vials quickly “this shit tastes like shit” she grumbled
He laughed, crawling in bed next to her “I’m sorry about your leg.”
“Me too, I’m sorry I’m so whiny about it— I just hate being helpless”
“You are far from helpless,” he said as he twirled a strand of her hair around his finger “have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”
“Nope” she teased
“What? Never?”
His hand snuck up her shirt and cupped one of her breasts. It fit in his hand perfectly, smiling a toothy smile as her back arched instinctively.
“Nope, never” she giggled
“Well, then shame on me…”
She bit her lip as his thumb grazed her nipple. He rolled the small bit of flesh between his index finger and thumb as he nuzzled his nose against her temple, whispering words of her beauty in her ear. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes as the bite mark warmed on her neck in conjunction with her building desire. His hand slid down the front of her shorts, teasing her slit with his fingertips.
“Careful— careful of my—”
“I won’t hurt your leg,” he said huskily in her ear “just relax…”
His fingers slid into her, arching to hit her most sensitive spots. Her whimpers grew louder as he worked, a burning deep inside her driving her mad as she gripped the bedsheets underneath her.
“Will you come for me?” he asked, nibbling on her earlobe
His thumb pressed her clit, sending her over the edge with a sharp cry. As the waves of pleasure rolled through her, she forgot the pain in her leg for just a moment. He kissed her neck, nipping at her flesh from her collarbone to her jawline as she came down from her high.
“You’re beautiful, Mia Roswell— so beautiful” he purred in her ear “—the most beautiful woman in the world”
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