Hello everyone. I know, it's been months since I updated eanything, and I'm really sorry for making you guys wait so long. I thought I had everything planned out perfectly but life got in the way as it always does and it took a little whiloe for me to get back into the groove of writing again. Well, this is now chapter four of the story, and it's sort of a filler type chapter, thing, but it's a nice filler and I really hope that you all enjoy it nonetheless. It's just a tad bit shorter than how I normally make my chapters, but not by much, so there's still a good amount for you guys to read, hopefully that will make up for some of my slacking.

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Chapter Four: A Weekend Getaway

MiaPOV

"Have you got everything you need sweetheart? Your money, clothes, wand, and any books you're taking?"

"Yes Mum," Mia said for what had to be the hundredth time that morning with a smile. "I packed it all up last night."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you like being in Carriage more than you like being at home," Ben teased as he came into the kitchen with Brian gleefully dangling from his arms, giggling loudly.

"Mia just wants to keep kissing Harry," Brian laughed before making kissing noises.

"Be quiet, Brian," Ma said, her face burning red.

"Mind your sister, Brian," Catherine said as she sliced up some apples on the cutting board. "Or you won't be getting any apple pie later on."

"Aw, but Mummy," Brian pouted.

"No buts," Ben said as he lifted Brian up and set him down at the kitchen table. "What time are you supposed to head over, love?"

"In about ten minutes," Mia replied as she grabbed a piece of her mother's cut up apples and hastily stuffed it into her mouth.

"Mia, stop picking at the apples, you'll leave none for me to work with," Catherine said as she lightly pinched Mia's arm.

"Sorry Mum," Mia said as she took her bag from the table and bent down to give Brian a kiss on the head. "You be good Bry, okay? I'll see you on Monday when I get back."

"Okay," Brian said as he released his father long enough to give Mia a tight hug. "Bye Mia."

"See you later, buddy," Mia said, ruffling his hair before letting go so she could give her parents a kiss on the cheek and head out into the living room. She went over to the mantle were Catherine had taken to keeping some Floo Powder in one of her ceramic trinket boxes, took a pinch of it between her fingers, and threw it into the fireplace, where green flames erupted into life. Slinging the strap of her bag over her shoulder, Mia called out her destination before stepping into the flames and instantly feeling her body starting to spin around and around, seeing flashes of other fireplaces before she finally arrived at the one she was looking for. Her body instantly stopped spinning and she felt herself gasp as she began falling forward out of the fireplace, her hands reached out to break her fall on the carpet beneath her. She let out a loud "Oof" as she landed on the floor, and she frowned as her bag hit her on the back of her head.

"Mia? Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me," Mia called out. As she stood to her feet, she saw Sirius come out from the kitchen, wearing his usual velvet robes and a grin on his face as he chuckled at the sight of her, with her clothes covered in soot.

"I really need to place a mattress down at the hearth," he said, shaking his head. "You and Harry are hopeless."

"Thanks for that," Mia said as she tried wiping off some of the soot from her jeans. "But you're probably right, though."

Sirius only chuckled some more as he came forward and gave Mia a one-armed hug, leading her into the kitchen with him, where there was a steaming pot of tea on the stove. Sirius asked Mia if she wanted some, to which she gladly accepted, and with a simple flick of his wand, Sirius opened up the cabinet and made a couple saucers and teacups float over towards the island in the center of the kitchen. With another flick, the teapot rose from the stove and while the tea was pouring into their cups, the nearby sugar cubes placed themselves inside the hot liquid with tiny little plops! Mia glanced at Sirius with an impressed smile and he merely stated Molly had taught him a few simple household charms when she and Arthur came by for a visit the other day. Mia also commented on the lovely painted designs on the teacups as well, which were pearl white with a gold floral pattern along the rim. Sirius just shrugged, saying they were a house warming gift from his cousin, Andromeda Tonks. Once the tea was ready, Mia raised the cup to her lips, gently blowing on it to cool it down some.

"Where's Harry?" she asked.

"He's with Dumbledore right now," Sirius replied as he took a sip of his own tea.

"Really?" Mia said.

"Yes, he came by this morning and asked if we wouldn't mind that Harry came along with him to help with something important," Sirius explained.

"And what's that?"

"As far as I know, Dumbledore is trying to recruit an old colleague of his to come teach at Hogwarts this year," Sirius said. "Horace Slughorn. He was my potions professor while I was at school, but re retired not long after I left."

"And Dumbledore's trying to get him to come back? I wonder how he figures Harry might be able to help," Mia pondered.

"Well, Slughorn is something like a collector," Sirius told her. "He had a club back when I was in school, and he invited only the best to join. I know he still keeps in touch with some of his old students, and they've all come to do great things. Gwenog Jones, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies, still sends him free tickets to their games, and he still speaks with one member of his club that works in the Ministry as well. So, I suppose in a way he likes to gather those with great potential and benefits from it later on."

"Oh," Mia said, frowning a little at this, not sure if she likes the idea of this collector.

"Don't think too poorly of him, Mia," Sirius said, reading her face. "He's really not that bad, you just have to get used to him. I know that Dumbledore figured if Harry went with him, Slughorn wouldn't be able to resist teaching him this year. I think he would take a shine to you as well."

"What makes you say that?" Mia asked him.

"You're the top in your year at potions," Sirius replied with a smile. "He would have to be thick to not realize your talent and skill. By the way, I heard how you did with you O.W.L results Mia, that's really excellent."

"Thanks Sirius," Mia said with her cheeks going a little pink at the praise. "I honestly didn't think I would end up doing so well."

"You all did very well, I bet you parents are proud," Sirius said. Mia smiled at this—it was only earlier this week that Mia had finally gotten around to reading the results of her O.W.L exams, since her family had been so concerned with her recovery that they didn't mention her results came in while she had been in St. Mungo's. When they had given Mia her letter, she stared at the envelope for a moment, nervous as well as excited, and once she had opened it, she had read through the results, her eyes going wide and her smile threatening to split her face in two.

Ordinary Wizarding Level Results

Pass GradesFail Grades

Outstanding (O) Poor (P)

Exceeds Expectations (E) Dreadful (D)

Acceptable (A) Troll (T)

Amelia Marie Thatcher has achieved:

Astronomy (O)

Care of Magical Creatures (E)

Charms (O)

Defense Against the Dark Arts (O)

Ancient Runes (O)

Herbology (O)

History of Magic (E)

Potions (O)

Transfiguration (O)

Mia was beyond thrilled when she had read her results and her parents were so proud, with Catherine actually tearing up a bit once Mia explained what the scores meant. What really made her happy was the fact that with these results, it meant she can go on to become a Potioneer once she graduated! All the hard work she has put in over the past year finally paid off, and she was so happy she started dancing around in the kitchen right then and there, pumping her fist in triumph. She knew that the battle was only half over, that she still had to get through her N.E.W.T classes when the time came, but knowing she had passed her O.W.L's made her happy beyond belief, feeling the weight the exams created lift all the way off her shoulders. She knew that Harry, Ron and Hermione had also done well, and she was thankful they all passed.

"I'm just glad that's all over," Mia admitted truthfully, taking a sip of her tea and sighing as she felt the comforting liquid run down her throat. "With everything that had happened, I almost completely forgot about my results, it's good my parents mentioned it to me or else I would've been confused when our book lists came this year."

"I bet you would have," Sirius said, his voice taking on a more quiet tone and he stared blankly into his teacup for a moment, seeming lost in thought.

"Sirius? Sirius, are you okay?" Mia asked. Sirius was quiet for a moment before he looked back up at her, his gray eyes bright and looking more serious than she had ever seen him.

"I never thanked you properly for saving my life, Mia," he said.

"What?" Mia said, completely startled by this. "Sirius you don't have to…"

"Yes, I do," Sirius cut in, placing his tea cup down as guilt crept into his features. "I know I behaved too rashly that night, Dumbledore had wanted me to stay but I just couldn't stay put knowing that you, Harry and the others were in danger. I ran straight into the fray, and I suppose being out of that house again, fighting for the first time in decades…I wasn't thinking clearly. I'm not using it as an excuse, but my fear for the safety of you all sent adrenaline through me, making me feel more than I had felt in so long. I should have known better than to taunt Bellatrix, I know fully well what she's capable of. I made matters worse than what they were and because of that she retaliated against you. It's my fault that you were almost killed, because you risked your life saving a fool."

"Sirius, I chose to go up on that platform," Mia said. "I saw the way she looked at you, I knew what she was about to do and I had to do something."

"Why did you do that in the first place? You almost died because I was stupid enough to provoke her."

"She would have killed you, Sirius," Mia answered simply, giving him a hard look. "We both know it—if I hadn't stepped in to block that curse she would have killed you. I'm not saying it was the smartest thing to do, but it was the right thing. You have no idea the consequences of what would happen if you were killed."

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked.

"Come on Sirius, surely you know just how much people care for you?" Mia said to him. "You're Remus' best friend, the only link he has to a more happy, blissful past, and he sees you as his brother. I know you and Tonks haven't known each other for very long but I can tell she's fond of you. And Harry…he would have been devastated if anything had happened to you. I'm positive he would have been just as enraged and still gone after Bellatrix if she had killed you in the Ministry that night. You're like a father figure to him, and even if he doesn't outright say it, I know that he loves you. It would have killed him if he lost you that night. And I see you as a great friend, too."

"You do?"

"Of course I do," Mia said, laughing a little. "We spent quite a bit of time together in third year, remember? You're a good listener, and you're always there to give me and Harry advice whenever we need it. I wanted to save you because I care for you, Sirius. I would have been really upset too, if you had died."

Mia's words grew a bit more quiet as she finished talking and she took another sip of her tea, letting the truth of her words sink in for the both of them. What she had just told Sirius was true, she knew how crushed Harry would be if anything had happened to Sirius that night but she couldn't deny that it would have really hurt her as well. There was a certain friendship she shared with Sirius that she couldn't perfectly describe. Not something like what she had with Harry, Ron and Hermione, but still a friendly bond nonetheless. It may have been because for a long time he was her most trusted companion, and it has only grown since he had revealed himself to her and the others at the end of their third year, when they discovered his innocence. Whatever it may be, she knew that she couldn't just stand by and allow Bellatrix to murder him, not when she knew she could have done something to prevent it.

"You truly are something else, Mia," Sirius stated with a smile on his lips. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Mia said. "When are the others supposed to get here?"

"Well, Ron and Hermione are going to be joining us later this evening, and Remus is going to stop by to accompany us when we head into the main square."

Mia's smile faltered a little at this as she remembered that Remus and Sirius were going to come along with her and Harry to do a little bit of shopping for dinner tonight, since Ron and Hermione would be joining them. As much as she was looking forward to seeing her friends, she was hoping to get a little more time alone with Harry. The two of them have hardly had the chance to be alone together for quite some time now, and she was sure it was going to be just as difficult once they get back to school. This afternoon was the only chance she could spend some time with him, but due to strict Ministry safety measures—as well as having to keep an eye on the Chosen One—Sirius was reluctant to allow her and Harry to go off on their own, even if it was just to run an errand in town. No one other than their closest friends and Dumbledore knew where Sirius was living, so she doubted that they would be expecting an attack anytime soon. While she understood the need to play it safe, she didn't like the fact that it was cutting into any personal time that she and Harry wanted.

"I'm sorry, Mia," Sirius said, reading her face once again. "I would just feel better with Remus and I there."

"I know," Mia said. "I do understand. I was just hoping to take Harry out on a nice date today."

"I'm sure you'll get the opportunity soon. Remus insisted he come along so he could make sure that I get the right ingredients this time for dinner and keep an eye on me," Sirius muttered with a roll of his eyes. "I accidentally make potato stew come alive one time and the man will never let me live it down. I bet it was Molly's idea."

Mia laughed at that, almost choking on her tea as she remembered all too well the unfortunate event that took place just a couple of weeks ago when she had visited and came over to dinner. Sirius, wanting to take advantage of his new kitchen, insisted that he make a nice meal for his guests and proceeded to make the stew with magic. However, it was obvious that Sirius was not quite as skilled with magic in the kitchen like other such as Mrs. Weasley, and he ended up making the stew spring out of the pot and across the kitchen floor as though it were trying to escape. Both Harry and Mia had laughed so hard while Sirius chased the multi-colored glob around the room and Remus, who had been staying for dinner as well, ended up going out to pick up some pizza. Mia had spent every weekend visiting Harry and Sirius in Carriage since Harry's birthday party, and something interesting always happened on each one of her visits. This was the first weekend she was actually sleeping over, after she had begged her parents to allow her to. Her father had been very hesitant about it but he ended up agreeing on the condition that at least Hermione was there as well. When Mia had asked why, he had gone a little red and muttered something about he thought it would be best if another girl were there, to which Catherine had rolled her eyes.

"He just doesn't want you and Harry getting any ideas about spending the night alone together," she had said with an exasperated look at her husband, making Mia's cheeks flare when she realized what her mother was talking about while Ben gawked.

"Mum!"

"Cat! Don't put the thought into her head!"

"Ben, she's not five anymore, she's a big girl and we've had the talk with her about this and about being safe—"

"Don't make it sound as though you're encouraging this!"

The memory, however comedic, was still very embarrassing and Mia had promptly shut herself in her room for the rest of the night. The only time she and Harry had ever been that intimate or anything close to it was that one night while they were standing on the staircase that led to the boy's dormitories in Gryffindor Tower on her birthday. Mia could feel her cheeks flare when she found herself remembering that night, they way Harry was pressed up against her, and how his lips were gently kissing her skin, leaving goose bumps while his thumb grazed the skin at her hip.

"Mia? Are you all right?" Sirius asked.

"What?" Mia said, her voice coming out an octave higher than she meant for it to be. "Oh, yeah I'm fine, just a little warm. I think I'll go and put my things up in my room, be right back."

Without waiting for Sirius to respond, Mia grabbed her bag that she had placed down at her feet and quickly left the room before he could comment on her red face. Knowing the way by heart, Mia made her way through the living room and up the stairs where she walked down the hall that would lead into the guest room, or as Sirius had dubbed it, her room. She was over so often he figured they might as well make it official. It was a spacious and comfy room, with lavender walls and white curtains that Tonks had helped put in, as Sirius wasn't confident in laying out her room as well as he did Harry's. The hardwood floors gleamed from the afternoon sun as Mia entered and placed her bag down on her bed. Once she had placed her clothes away in the dresser, she had just started taking out the books she had brought when there was a sharp tapping at her window. Looking over, she saw a small, cute barn owl sitting on the windowsill, with two letters clamped in its beak. Knowing what this was, Mia smiled as she went over to the window and let the owl inside, where it did a single lap before landing dropping the letters gracefully down on her blankets on the bed. The owl hooted once at her before soaring back out through the window, disappearing into the sunlight. Mia took the letters into her hand and she smiled to see the familiar Hogwarts crest stamped on both of them, one for Harry and one for her. It had to be their book lists for this year. As excited as she was to see what books she would need for her N.E.W.T classes she decided to wait until Harry returned. She noticed that Harry's letter was just a little bit thicker than hers and she felt something small and rounded inside of the envelope.

"I wonder what this is?" Mia wondered aloud to herself. Nothing came to mind when she thought of what this little trinket inside Harry's letter was, the only thing extra any student should receive is maybe a Prefect's badge, or maybe—oh no way! There was only one other thing that this could possibly be, and if she was right, she couldn't wait to rub it in Harry's face. A wide, excited grin lit up her face and Mia couldn't wait for Harry to get back so they could open their letters together. Mia took a little more time putting her things away before she would go back downstairs to the kitchen to finish her tea with Sirius. Once she was done, she left her room and then started making her way back downstairs, the letters clutched in her hands. As she entered back into the kitchen, her smile grew even wider as she saw that more guests had arrived while she had been upstairs unpacking her things. Remus was now here, standing and laughing with Sirius while Professor Dumbledore stood over with Harry by the table. Harry looked over at her and a grin instantly lit up his face when he caught sight of her there, his eyes shining.

"Hey Harry," Mia greeted.

"Mia," he said happily. "When did you get here?"

"About a half hour ago," she replied. "Hello Remus, Professor Dumbledore!"

"Good afternoon, Mia," Dumbledore greeted warmly. "How are you, my dear?"

"I'm very well, thank you sir."

"Hello, Mia," Remus said with a kind smile. "I hope you haven't been stuck with this old dog for too long."

"Oh, look who's talking?" Sirius countered indignantly. "For your information I'm as spry as I've ever been."

"Not according to the grey hairs I'm starting to see," Remus said.

"What?!" Sirius yelped, frantically running his fingers through his hair.

"I swear, you're worse than a girl, Sirius," Remus laughed while Sirius glared at him. Mia laughed too as she went over to stand next to Harry, giving him a tender peck on the cheek before handing him his letter.

"It's our book lists for this year," she explained, trying to contain her excitement. "And there's something extra in yours."

"Well, I should probably be taking my leave, now," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "I'm sure you all have fun plans for the rest of the day. Thank you again for your assistance, Harry, it was greatly appreciated."

"Won't you stay for dinner, Albus?" Sirius asked.

"No, it's best I get going," Dumbledore replied before smiling over at Harry. "Remember what we spoke about, Harry. I shall be seeing you soon. Goodbye Mia, I'm very glad to see you doing so well and I shall see you at the start of term."

"Thank you, professor," Mia said gratefully, wondering just what he and Harry had been up to on their mission to recruit Mr. Slughorne for a teaching position at Hogwarts. Knowing her headmaster, it could have been anything. As Dumbledore bid goodbye to both Remus and Sirius and took his leave from the back kitchen door, Mia was pulled out of her thoughts as Harry pulled her in for a proper hug.

"Missed you," he muttered into her hair.

"It's only been a week," Mia giggled. "But I guess I missed you too."

"You guess?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well it has been a quiet week, I was able to read, do some gardening, take Brian to the park—"

Harry effectively shut her up by pressing his lips against hers and Mia giggled some more.

"Hey you two, no shenanigans in the kitchen!" Sirius said.

"Sorry, Sirius," Harry said, although he didn't look very sorry at all.

"Yeah right," Sirius muttered with a roll of his eyes. The four of them sat together around the kitchen table to finish their tea while Mia and Harry both opened up their letters to look over their book lists. Mia scanned through the long lists of books she would need for this year, mentally reminding herself to buy a planner when they went to Diagon Alley to get their things. Now that they were able to get into their N.E.W.T classes this year, they were going to have to work hard to pass them. She felt bad for Harry, seeing as he wouldn't be able to go forward with his ambition to become an Auror after he was done school. He had passed his Potions exam with an "E" but Snape only accepted N.E.W.T students who received an "O" in their O.W.L exams. It was just another reason for her to hate the bitter potions teacher, since being an Auror was the one thing Harry really wanted to do. When Mia was finished looking at her lists, she looked over at Harry to see him staring down at his palm in surprise, where a glittering red badge was resting, shining in the light of the kitchen. She positively beamed at him.

"I knew it! You've been made Quidditch Captain!" she exclaimed.

"Really?" Sirius said excitedly, staring at the badge with glee. "Congrats Harry, that's three Potter generations now who have been made captain!"

"Good job, Harry, we're proud of you," Remus said with a huge grin. "I know your father would have been too, he made captain in his seventh year."

"I told you, you would make captain one day," Mia stated. "We're going to win the cup this year no problem! Ron's going to freak when he finds out!"

….

"Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—

Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart,

Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,

The moving waters at their priestlike task

Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,

Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask

Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—

No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,

Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,

To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

And so live ever—or else swoon to death."

"Since when do you like poetry?" Harry asked.

"Since my dad showed the brilliant, romantic mind of John Keats," Mia answered with a smirk, her eyes never leaving the page of the book that was nestled in her lap. "I do read some Muggle books too, you know. Dad used to leave copies of Keats' in my mom's cubby when they were in school. This was the one he used to ask her out for their first date. You should read some of them."

"I think I'll pass," Harry said as he reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind Mia's ear. The two of them were enjoying some nice quiet time together in the lounge room on the second floor while Remus and Sirius handled dinner down in the kitchen. They had gotten back from town not too long ago after they picked up everything they needed for dinner tonight, and Mia was glad to be spending some time alone with Harry before the other were supposed to come over. She was currently nestled on his lap while they sat on the loveseat together, just enjoying each other's company.

"Typical boy," Mia said as she rolled her eyes.

"I don't mind poetry so much when you read it," Harry told her. "Somehow you make it come alive."

"Thanks, but I'm not doing anything spectacular," Mia said with a shy smile. "It's just nice to read something other than school books for a change. Hey Harry, I meant to ask earlier, what did you think of Slughorne? Do you think he'll be a decent teacher?"

"I'm not quite sure what to make of him yet to be honest," Harry admitted with a shrug. "He definitely likes keeping in touch with his favorite students from his club he used to have back when he taught at Hogwarts. He knew my mother too."

"He did?" Mia asked in surprise. "Was she a part of his club?"

"Yeah, she was one of his absolute favorites," Harry said, a thoughtful look coming across his face. "I honestly think he saw a bit of my mother in me, and that's what helped to make up his mind to come back to Hogwarts. Dumbledore said I'd be the crown jewel in his collection."

"I'm not sure I like the sound of that," Mia muttered with a small frown. "You may look like your parents and be the Boy-Who-Lived, but you're still Harry."

"I'm glad you think so, at least," Harry said with a grateful smile. "Sometimes I still want to kick myself for not asking you out sooner."

"As you should," Mia agreed, glaring at him playfully. "But at least you're making up for it now, what with all the perks that will come with having my boyfriend be captain of the Gryffindor team."

"Is that all I'm good for?" Harry said, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Of course, I can show you off more than ever now," Mia answered, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Everyone will be so jealous, watching me walk down the hall with Harry Potter, Seeker and Captain Extraordinaire, the Chosen One, Fighter of Dragons, Wrestler of Mermaids, and Conqueror of Arachnids. Oh, and I suppose you're fairly good looking and a decent kisser, too."

The expression on Harry's face made Mia burst into a fit of giggles and she covered her mouth in a vain attempt at stifling them. After a few more seconds, Harry suddenly had a spark in his eyes and he smirked wickedly at her. Without a word he moved her hand away from her mouth and leaned up to capture her lips with his, making her giggles cease immediately. Mia's eyes quickly fluttered shut and she responded to the kiss eagerly as Harry used his arm to pull her closer to him, so their chests were pressed against each other. Her heart was rapidly picking up its pace inside of her chest and Mia felt her body start to grow incredibly warm, spreading from the pit of her stomach and creating tingles along her arms and legs. As Harry deepened the kiss, she felt her breath get caught in her throat as a familiar feeling came over her, and she could feel the excitement swell up inside of her as the two of them embraced each other more passionately than ever before. Almost subconsciously, Mia turned herself to fully face him, nearly having to straddle his lap and when they broke apart for air, she found herself panting softly.

"Are you sure I'm just 'decent?'" Harry asked her coyly, sounding just as out of breath as she was.

"You cheeky prat." Mia breathed with a light laugh as she pulled him back for another kiss, this one just as eager as the last one. Harry's hands traveled up and down her sides, caressing them and causing goose bumps to crawl along her skin. Mia, feeling bold, moved her palms over his chest, tracing the muscles that lie underneath his shirt and she couldn't help but feel triumphant when she heard him groan into the kiss. Harry moved his lips away from hers and then started trailing them along her neck, making her gasp when she felt a slight nip. Keeping her eyes closed, Mia bit her lip and tangled her fingers into the hair at the base of his neck and felt her heart rate increase when she suddenly felt his one hands slip underneath her shirt, his thumb ghosting over her skin while his other hand inched closer to the side of her breasts. A quiet moan escaped her when his hand reached its destination, and she shivered against him, hardly caring when her book dropped down to the ground.

"Harry," she gasped before moaning again. She heard something that sounded like her name rumble from Harry's throat as he kept exploring with his hands, nipping at her neck again and making her turn into a puddle in his embrace. Mia wasn't sure how to describe this desirable feeling that came over her, but she knew for sure she didn't want it to end. Her mind was still fuzzy as Harry met her lips again for another searing kiss before the sudden sound of pounding footsteps coming down the hall made them snap back to their senses. Mia gasped as she and Harry broke away from each other, with Harry retracting her hands and Mia leaning back against the arm of the loveseat as she had been doing before, right on time as the door to the room opened mere seconds later and the tall, gangly form of Ron Weasley came bursting through, a broad grin on his face.

"Hey guys," he greeted cheerfully as he strode over towards them, with Hermione trailing in behind him, a smile upon her face and her hair as frizzy as usual. "We're here."

"No kidding," Mia heard Harry grumble under his breath, and she had to keep herself from laughing as she saw him quickly take off his foggy glasses to wipe them off on his shirt.

"Hi Mia," Hermione said before she noticed the book that was on the ground. Seeing this, Mia quickly reach down to grab the book and place it back onto her lap.

"It fell," Mia muttered lamely, trying her best not to add to the blush she was sure was already on her face. "How are you doing, Hermione?"

"I'm doing well," Hermione replied slowly, taking in Mia's red face and Harry's slightly ruffle appearance with a raised eyebrow.

"Mum said we could come over early rather than after dinner, and Sirius said it was okay," Ron said as he took a seat next to them. "Isn't that great?"

The heat from Harry's glare was enough to make Mia hide her snicker behind a cough, knowing he probably wanted nothing more than to toss the redhead from the room.

"It's really good to see you guys," Mia said to her two best friends, giving them a genuine smile. "I'm happy we can spend the weekend together."

"It is nice to get away for a little while before school starts again," Hermione admitted as she took a seat in the chair opposite of them. "I just wish I could have brought Crookshanks, though."

"Hermione you'll see him in two days, the old fur bag will be fine," Ron said as he rolled his eyes at her. "Anyway, Harry you said that we're watching a Muggle movie tonight? One that Sirius picked?"

"Yeah, Remus found it in his attic with a bunch of other things Sirius and him collected when they were younger," Harry replied with an amused chuckle. "Apparently he tried to hide it from Sirius, but it didn't work, and Sirius freaked when he saw it. It came out in the cinema when he was seventeen, and he dragged both Remus and my dad to see it, saying it was a part of a project for Muggle Studies."

"Is it a popular one?" Hermione asked.

"You can say that," Mia giggled. "It was certainly popular when my parents were young, it's an American film, and it was a big hit when they started showing it in Britain in the late seventies. My dad had me watch it when I was little. I hope you guys are ready to go on an adventure tonight, in a galaxy far, far away."

"What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?" Ron said, looking more confused than ever.

Well, what did you guys think? I know a little while ago some of you guys asked for a little bonding moment between Sirius and Mia, and while it wasn't a big epic moment, I thought it was sweet enough to let each other know how much they care for one another. And for all of those who wanted another steamy moment between Harry and Mia, well there you go! Let me know if it was all right, I honestly have never written scenes like that, or at least posted them online for others to see so I'm kind of nervous about how they turn out. I'll see you all in the next chapter! Please read and review!