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Love stays the same

-1977

Peter Pettigrew sat on his bed, thinking. It was something the young man had been doing more and more – ever since overhearing that conversation. He had been going over the discussion in his mind, and an idea was coming to the surface of his awareness. It was an absurd idea, an impossible idea… but then, look at where he was. The 'impossible' was happening on a daily basis all around him. Flying, ghosts, magical beasts- heck, magic was impossible, and yet…
Mia's words rang through his head.

We've got to stay strong- for them. They are why we are here. By changing what we can here in the past, we're giving them a better future, Ginny. It will be ok, in the end. I promise

Peter sighed and shook his head. It was crazy… but then, what wasn't these days?

He would have to talk to them.

Mia and Harriet were sitting in the common room, chatting quietly. The others had gone outside for a snowball fight, and the two of them were going through some photos they had taken in the time they had been in the past.

"Oh look at this one!" Harriet exclaimed laughing as she held the moving photograph out to Mia.

It was of Mia and Remus, sitting on a bench in Hogsmeade, sharing a chocolate ice cream. The Mia in the photo had moved the ice cream towards Remus at exactly the same time that the other werewolf had gone to take a lick, resulting in Remus' nose turning brown with the dessert. The two laughed and Mia helped him wipe it off, before kissing him on the nose. The photograph Remus blushed, a happy grin spreading across his face.

Mia took the photo from her sister with a smile, and placed the picture in her favourites pile. At Harriet's grin, she merely shrugged. "What?"

"Nothing." said Harriet, before picking up another picture.

Peter made his way back to Gryffindor Tower, his friends well on their way to their snow fight. He had made an excuse -headache- and had turned back for the warmth of the common room.

He knew this was going to be the only decent chance he got of questioning the two girls- the other Marauders outside and the other residents of Gryffindor at home for the holidays.

He gave the password ('twinkling tinsel') and made his way past the Fat Lady's portrait. Harriet was trying to snatch a photo from her sister, who was holding it high above her head.

"Come on Mia! Give it!"

Mia grinned, and held the photo behind her back.

"Just wait until Harry and Ron see this!" she crowed, before she caught sight of Peter. Her face went slightly pale, and Harriet turned to see him- she too went paler than usual.

"Oh… Hi Pete." Mia said, putting the photo on the table.

"Hey." Peter said, suddenly awkward. "Listen… There's something I have to talk to you guys about." Mia and Harriet shared a glance, and Peter sat on the coffee table opposite them. "I… I heard something you said the other day… about someone called Ginny and Hermione. I want to know why you called each other that."

The two sisters shared another glance, eyes wide with fright. "Peter would you excuse us for a second?" Harriet managed to get out, before she dragged her sister across the room.

"What do we do?" Harriet hissed anxiously.

"I don't know! If we tell him, he might tell the others, and that's not the way to change the future… but if we don't tell him, how are we going to change anything?" Mia said, tugging on a curl.

Harriet looked around the room, as though looking for an answer. "But- something must've changed! Snape…"

Mia nodded, but didn't really pay attention. An idea was coming to her- it was just out of reach… something about Snape…

"An unbreakable vow!" she whispered excitedly.

"What?" Harriet said confused.

"We tell Peter- but get him to vow not to tell anyone."

Harriet looked thoughtful. "You know- that just might work!" she said eagerly.

Peter watched the two girls walk away from him with a renewed determination. They were hiding something! He hadn't just imagined it.

After a few seconds, they turned back to him and sat back down on the couch.

"Muffilato" Mia said, and Peter knew that they were safe from any eavesdroppers. "Peter," started Harriet, "what do you want to know?"

Peter looked from each sister to the other. "I know you're hiding something… I want to know what it is."

Mia nodded, confirming his suspicions. "We are hiding something Wormtail. We've had too. But we can't tell you."

Peter's face dropped.

"Unless…" added Harriet, glancing at Mia, who nodded. "Unless you agree to silence- by unbreakable vow."

Peter's eyes widened slightly.

An unbreakable vow? This must be a pretty big secret…

"Done." He said, without another thought.

Mia and Harriet smiled, and the three of them moved to the middle of the room.

Harriet and Peter kneeled before each other, and Mia stood before them. "Ok- you need to clasp hands." She instructed, and they did as she said. "Harriet, you know what to do?"

The strawberry blonde nodded, and Mia drew her wand, and placed it on the two's joined hands. Peter was slightly pale, but his gaze was determined as he meet Harriet's and nodded.

"Do it." He said, and Harriet smiled shakily.

"Will you Peter Pettigrew promise with your life, to never repeat any of what we are about to tell you?"

"I will."

A curl of red-hot wire unfurled from Mia's wand, twisting around them. Harriet gasped at the feeling- it didn't hurt, it was just unnerving, feeling the raw living magic encircle and grasp her at wrist.

"Will you pledge to keep our secret, and never tell another soul about it?"

"I will"

A green, vine-like cord of magic pulled itself around them. The only the way to describe the way it felt, in Peter's opinion, was… alive.

Harriet was hit with a sudden inspiration.

"Will you swear to protect the Marauders in any way possible?"

Peter looked confused by this last offer, but nodded.

"I will."

A last, cool blue stream of magic flowed from Mia's wand, combined with the other two, and sunk into their skin, leaving their hands tingling.

The vow was complete.

"Right- what's the big secret?" Peter asked as they sat back on the couch.

"I don't really know how to say this…" Mia said quietly. "But… we knew you before we meet."

Peter looked even more confused.

Harriet sighed. "Peter… We're from the future."

Sings cheerfully

People will kill me

Doo daa doo daa

I fully expect hate mail

Doo daa doo daa

I'm going to get some hate mail today

Oh the doo daa day.

Ok, you all hate me now? Yes, no, maybe? (definitely! wink )

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