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Love stays the same

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-1977

The full moon had come and gone, it was Thursday evening, and the Marauders were resting in the common room. James and Sirius had taken an armchair each, Harriet was leaning against Sirius' legs, Peter was lying in front of the fire finishing his charms essay, and Mia and Remus were sharing the couch, as they were still a bit sore from the previous full moon.

"Hogsmeade weekend this weekend." Muttered Remus tiredly, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Yeah- we've got to show you two around," said Sirius to Harriet and Mia.

"That'd be great; but Lily want's to take us shopping for the dance as well." Said Mia

"Well how about we all go shopping first- we can split up to do whatever, and then we can meet for lunch at the three broomsticks." Suggested James

"That sounds like a good plan" nodded Harriet

"Ok then. I have finished my homework, I am utterly bored, and drop dead tired. I'm off to bed." Yawned Mia, standing with an audible crack

"Ouch" winced Peter and Sirius shuddered.

Mia cringed slightly at the pain in her back, and Remus noticed.

"Come here" he said quietly, and Mia obeyed without thinking about it.

He sat up also, and Mia sat beside him on the couch.

He started quietly working on her shoulders, working out the knots and tension.

"My mother used to do this after a particularly bad moon," Remus explained at the looks he was gathering.

"Does it work?" asked Harriet curiously

"Oh yes." Mia replied, eyes closed and smiling slightly.

Sirius and Harriet shared a glance and smirked.

Remus saw though, and glared at Sirius, suddenly pulling away from Mia.

"How you feel now?" he asked kindly

"Much better; thank you Moony"

He grinned. "You're welcome Ebony"

She smiled at her nickname, and stood again, this time without the sharp crack.

"Right, I'm heading to bed- you coming Harriet?"

She nodded and stood, following her sister upstairs; calling over her shoulder "Night boys"

"Night girls" they all chorused back, making the two sisters laugh as they climbed up to bed.

"Mia?"

Mia rolled over to face her sisters' bed.

"Yeah?"

"…what would you say if… if Sirius asked me to the dance?"

Mia felt her mouth drop slightly on her pillow, and she sat up, looking at her sister.

"What?"

"He asked me to the dance."

"And you said…?"

"..Yes.."

Mia sighed.

"…Harriet…we have to be careful… I'm not sure getting close to anyone... in that way would be a very good idea…"

"Hypocrite"

"What?"

"Not getting close to anyone… if you and Remus were any closer, you'd be one person! And now you're telling me that I can't do what I want to?"

"…I didn't say you couldn't, I just said we have to be careful… when we leave-"

"If we leave. You don't know what's going to happen, Mia, so don't pretend to." Harriet snapped.

"I know that Harriet. Nevertheless, we still have to be careful. We are already really close with the Marauders and Lily, and if we leave, people are just going to get hurt. I will not stop you if this is what you want; but remember- if we do return many things may change; but not feelings."

"I know… But I'm going to do it anyway."

"Figured as much" Mia smiled weakly.

They were silent for a while, and then Harriet said with a grin that was hidden by the darkness. "I noticed you didn't deny that you and Remus are close."

Mia flushed slightly, but her voice was even. "We are. Just not in the way everyone thinks we are."

"But you wouldn't say no to him if he asked you out."

"…no…"

"I knew it."

"Oh shut up… and don't tell anyone."

"I won't- I won't need to. He's taking you to the dance. Well, he will be."

"What? Are you kidding me?"

"Nope. We're setting you up with Remus for the dance. Make you both happy."

"He doesn't like me."

"Mia; if you truly believe that then your dumber than anyone ever gave you credit for. In fact; I herby strip you of your title as bookworm/genius."

"Oh no! My titles are all I have!" Mia said sarcastically.

"But seriously- we have to get you and Moony together."

Mia shook her head and did not answer, turning over to signal the conversation over.

She fell asleep with Harriet's hushed laughter in her ears.

"Hurry up you lot! We're going to miss the carriage!" shouted Lily as she ran down the castle steps to the waiting coach, hair blowing around her face in the gale force winds.

"We're coming, we're coming" muttered Sirius, tucking his hands into his armpits and bending against the gale as the seven Gryffindors followed her, all piling into the coach at once.

"Well that was fun," muttered Harriet, whose hair looked like she had been pulled through the forbidden forest backwards.

"Harriet you look awful," said Sirius with a grin.

"Looked in a mirror lately?" she replied without batting an eye.

"Yes." Remus answered for him. "He spent about twenty minutes this morning on his hair alone- hence why we were late."

"Right… anyone else worried about Sirius' apparent… femininity?"

"Hey! I am as masculine as they get!"

"And there goes the human race," muttered James, and Peter snickered.

"Oh go and snog Lily," said Sirius annoyed.

Lily glanced at James, ready for his immature reply, but it did not come.

"Maybe when you snog Harriet. But I wouldn't in front of you lot anyway." Said James, not meeting Lily's eye.

It was a silent trip after that.

"I really don't know what to get," groaned Harriet, as the girls looked through the racks of the formal attire shop in Hogsmeade- Enchanting Garments

"Well Lily and I don't either." Said Mia, looking through a rack of halter neck tops

"How about we split up, and go find our own outfit?" suggested Lily sensibly.

"Yeah! And we could keep it a secret until the night." Added Harriet

"Ok, meet back here in an hour."

"Harriet! Mia, Lily!" Sirius shouted over the commotion in the Three Broomsticks.

"Hey guys," said Mia, taking a seat next to Peter, the other girls sitting at the table the boys had saved for them- there were jugs of butterbeer waiting for them.

"How'd the shopping go?" asked James taking a sip of his butterbeer, urging the girls to do the same.

"Brilliant; we all got what we wanted for the dance- now we just need to find Mia and Harriet dates." Smiled Lily

Harriet blushed slightly, and said "Um... Just Mia, actually Lils."

Lily's eyebrows shot up, and James sent Sirius a grin.

"Who are you going with then?" Lily asked.

"Sirius" Harriet said

Lily seemed a tad shocked, and then she leaned back in her chair scowling.

"What?" asked Harriet, but it was already clear what. James held out his hand, and Lily placed two galleons in it.

"I bet you put him up to it James"

"You two were betting on me asking Harriet to the dance?" Sirius asked, not sure whether to be offended or not.

"Nope- we were betting on whether you and Harriet would get together before Mia and Remus." Chuckled James dropping the coins into his pocket.

"You were what?" said Remus annoyed.

"Well Lils thought that you would actually hoist up that Gryffindor courage and ask Mia to the dance, but I knew that Sirius would ask Harriet before you got the nerve up."

"You think I'm a wimp?" Remus said offended.

"No, I just think that you're unnaturally shy"

"I am not!"

"Yes, Moony, you are."

"I am not shy!" Remus said angrily

Sirius snorted. "Prove it"

Remus went a lovely pink, stood up, and walked around the table.

He sat down next to Mia, and kissed her.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA…. Oh, you must all hate me… Evil cliff hangers- must love em.

I have been waiting to write THAT for a while. Did ya like it? Give me your thoughts, and I'll give you more chapters! (Aka- REVIEWS PEOPLE!)

I just want to say I am amazed at how many people have read this story. A few chapters ago, we were over the 10,000 mark. Now its over 22,000!!!! That is a LOT of people…people. ) Any who…

Preview of next chapter!

Mia and Remus talk… again.

The DANCE!!! (because every great fic must have a dance- it's like, I dunno, a RULE. ;)

Thank you all very much for taking the time to read the stuff that dribbles from my brain and onto your computer screens, I hope you enjoy it!

Cheers

Chels